<?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-35733385</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:47:30.457+08:00</updated><category term='Inspirational'/><category term='Just for fun'/><category term='Video'/><category term='Food'/><title type='text'>A Day in One's Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Blurest Fly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35733385.post-2488505222335976472</id><published>2007-10-11T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T16:43:48.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Tau Huay~</title><content type='html'>A few days ago I went to Esquire Kitchen for dinner. Esquire Kitchen can be found in most major shopping complexes. The food was so-so but I would just like to highlight one of their fine dessert, which is their &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Douhua"&gt;"Tau Fu Fa"&lt;/a&gt; aka Tau Huey(in Hokkien) (some sort of soft soy bean pudding/jelly). My friend recommended me the dessert and told it was one of the best "Tau Fu Fa" that she ever had. So each of us ordered a bowl of TFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True to her words, it was really delicious! The texture is so soft and smooth. U can just swallow and it flows right into your stomach. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*grin*&lt;/span&gt; They even served a small 'pot' of sugar for you to add at your own liking. Some that like it sweeeeettttt may add more sugar &amp;amp; for those who like it mild (like me!) may just add slightly to add some flavour. Oh yeah! WE had their "Gemilang Set" too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119991440988441922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6NQ1lR6DkH4/Rw3dFrUoDUI/AAAAAAAAAnM/IKij4AGp_84/s400/PA080019.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Soft &amp;amp; Smooth texture~ Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119972586082012466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6NQ1lR6DkH4/Rw3L8LUoDTI/AAAAAAAAAnE/yk9rzIFoskk/s400/PA080006.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of their patriotic meal set ~Gemilang Set~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35733385-2488505222335976472?l=elainecyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/feeds/2488505222335976472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35733385&amp;postID=2488505222335976472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/2488505222335976472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/2488505222335976472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/2007/10/few-days-ago-i-went-to-esquire-kitchen.html' title='Tau Huay~'/><author><name>Blurest Fly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6NQ1lR6DkH4/Rw3dFrUoDUI/AAAAAAAAAnM/IKij4AGp_84/s72-c/PA080019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35733385.post-5729971689392411842</id><published>2007-10-06T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T15:56:15.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Endless Love - OST The Myth</title><content type='html'>I received a MTV dedication on Facebook. The MTV is definitely a beautiful love song. I totally agree. Thumbs up! I remember I used to love this song damn alot. Can totally get 'emo' when I listen to song. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*Oh gosh, am I sounding long winded? :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Not sure if any of you feel the same too? Can you feel the 'jiwang'-ness creeping through your heart? Hehe! Alrite, alrite, cut story short, I present to you:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Endless Love - OST The Myth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mtY8E_7eF1o"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mtY8E_7eF1o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35733385-5729971689392411842?l=elainecyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/feeds/5729971689392411842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35733385&amp;postID=5729971689392411842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/5729971689392411842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/5729971689392411842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/2007/10/endless-love-ost-myth.html' title='Endless Love - OST The Myth'/><author><name>Blurest Fly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35733385.post-7925666171603981352</id><published>2007-10-04T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T15:51:25.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for fun'/><title type='text'>Tagged: My Desktop Preview!</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by a friend &lt;a href="http://slowcatchupkuan.blogspot.com/"&gt;SlowCatchUpKuan&lt;/a&gt; and she wants to view my desktop. Behold &amp;amp; Voila! My office desktop as below. (Sorry can't show you my laptop desktop as I do not have internet connection at home :-( ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, 'chun' or not? Cool eh? I put up October wallpaper &amp;amp; since it's Haloween month, I feel the wallpaper is kinda 'sexy' with the witch &amp;amp; the black cat is really cool. The moon is really round too! Kaka! Bats anyone? ; As for the documents &amp;amp; folders, they are mostly all work related stuff. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*Boring* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117367426423983378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6NQ1lR6DkH4/RwSKj7UoDRI/AAAAAAAAAm0/ck8RwHMke_w/s400/Desktop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; My office desktop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Here's how you play:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt; Upon receiving this tag, immediately perform a screen capture of your desktop. It is best that no icons be deleted before the screen capture so as to add to the element of fun. You can do a screen capture by going to your desktop and pressing the Print Scrn key (located on the right side of the F12 key). Open a graphics program (like Picture Manager, Paint, or Photoshop) and do a Paste (CTRL + V).If you wish, you can “edit” the image, before saving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;B.&lt;/span&gt; Post the picture in your blog. You can also give a short explanation on the look of your desktop just below it if you want. You can explain why you preferred such look or why is it full of icons. Things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;C.&lt;/span&gt; Tag five of your friends and ask them to give you a Free View of their desktop as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;D.&lt;/span&gt; Add your name to this list of Free Viewers with a link pointing directly to your Desktop Free View post to promote it to succeeding participants.I'm tagging the following friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://euveng.spaces.live.com/"&gt;Eu Veng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of Free Viewers:&lt;br /&gt;iRonnie - I Set No Corner&lt;br /&gt;Thess - Thesserie&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca - Skippy Heart&lt;br /&gt;Knoizki - A Dialogue With K&lt;br /&gt;Beng - Kauderwelch&lt;br /&gt;Tina - My Good Finds&lt;br /&gt;Rachel - Heart of Rachel&lt;br /&gt;Alice - Hello, My Name Is Alice&lt;br /&gt;Cmate - Mini Bites&lt;br /&gt;Slowcatchupkuan - SlowCatchUpKuan&lt;br /&gt;Elaine - A Day in One's Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6NQ1lR6DkH4/RwSKWLUoDQI/AAAAAAAAAms/61zKsK5sKdM/s1600-h/Desktop.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh shoot! Since I only have one friend on my list left to Tagged, so it shall just be one instead of 5 then. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*damn pathetic*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alrite, it's me signing off. Hope you enjoyed the look of my desktop. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35733385-7925666171603981352?l=elainecyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/feeds/7925666171603981352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35733385&amp;postID=7925666171603981352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/7925666171603981352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/7925666171603981352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/2007/10/tagged-my-desktop-preview.html' title='Tagged: My Desktop Preview!'/><author><name>Blurest Fly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6NQ1lR6DkH4/RwSKj7UoDRI/AAAAAAAAAm0/ck8RwHMke_w/s72-c/Desktop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35733385.post-8406350547261907643</id><published>2007-09-28T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T14:57:59.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><title type='text'>Why do You Share..</title><content type='html'>A reporter once asked a farmer to divulge the secret behind his corn, which won the state fair contest year after year. The farmer confessed it was all because he shared his seed with his neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you share your best seed corn with your neighbors when you’re entering the same contest each year as well asked the reporter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why sir, said the farmer, didn’t you know The wind picks up pollen from the ripening corn and swirls it from field to field. If my neighbors grew inferior corn, cross-pollination would steadily degrade the quality of my corn. If I am to grow good corn, I must help my neighbor do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it is with other situations in our lives. Those who want to be successful must help their neighbors, friends, relatives to be successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who choose to live well must help others live well, for the value of a life is measured by the lives it touches. And those who choose to be happy must help others find happiness, for the welfare of each is bound up with the welfare of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story exemplifies “altruism.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altruism: Action that benefits another person, including comforting, helping, sharing, rescuing and cooperating. Acts of concern for other people - without any hope of reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from: &lt;a href="http://pravstalk.com/category/relations/"&gt;http://pravstalk.com/category/relations/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;*I suppose the story above kinda touched my heart so I was thinking i might as well share it with all. The way of life, altruism. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35733385-8406350547261907643?l=elainecyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/feeds/8406350547261907643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35733385&amp;postID=8406350547261907643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/8406350547261907643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/8406350547261907643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/2007/09/why-do-you-share.html' title='Why do You Share..'/><author><name>Blurest Fly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35733385.post-6090607766231535164</id><published>2007-09-28T08:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T12:51:58.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So you think you can dance~</title><content type='html'>I received an email from a friend today and i saw this clip is amazing. I wonder how he did it. In fact, I don't think I can even do it. However I wish could dance like that though. Keke! But come to think of it again, is it suitable for gals to dance like tat. Smooth baby~ :D When I went for line dancing class yesterday the teacher told me that "You dance very well". I was practically smiling from ear to ear and I was quite satisfied with myself. But then on the other hand, I was thinking whether she praised me in order for me to stay back to learn more of her class. Hhhmm....*pondering* this is cos the class lack of students and she wanted to increase it from RM40 to RM50 per month for a class. My cash is flowing out too fast. Can't catch hold of it. So I have decided to stop if she increased it. But then after a few praises my head got all big (well, not really big but got me interested to learn more) and was thinking of staying back for the class to learn more. Oh gosh! I can't decide! And she did even mention "Maybe will put you and your friend up for competition too!" Now, where is she heading to? Getting more n more exaggerating. Oh well, we shall just see then. ;) However, just a clip to share with y'all. :) Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Some act that a 40 years old did, and most of us can’t even have done it… amazing. The last part is the most unbelievable move…" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.im.tv/VLOG/Personal/329013/814001"&gt;&lt;img src="http://myvlog.im.tv/images/814001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一位40歲的人！做些什麼事會讓人崇拜呢&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35733385-6090607766231535164?l=elainecyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/feeds/6090607766231535164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35733385&amp;postID=6090607766231535164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/6090607766231535164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/6090607766231535164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-received-email-from-friend-today-and.html' title='So you think you can dance~'/><author><name>Blurest Fly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35733385.post-3708923137681589316</id><published>2007-09-13T10:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T17:53:51.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Celebrity Look-alikes 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;align = "center"&gt;&lt;a title="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" target="_blank" alt="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology"&gt;&lt;img height="574" src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/30/19/71/301971_349414d8f98e64dmbwtq24.JPG" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35733385-3708923137681589316?l=elainecyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/feeds/3708923137681589316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35733385&amp;postID=3708923137681589316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/3708923137681589316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/3708923137681589316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-celebrity-look-alikes-2.html' title='My Celebrity Look-alikes 2'/><author><name>Blurest Fly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35733385.post-8119891705476812802</id><published>2007-09-13T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T18:48:57.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Celebrity Look-alikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" target="_blank" alt="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology"&gt;&lt;img height="574" src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/29/82/91/298291_323412d4798e64qr4pqf53.JPG" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35733385-8119891705476812802?l=elainecyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/feeds/8119891705476812802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35733385&amp;postID=8119891705476812802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/8119891705476812802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/8119891705476812802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-celebrity-look-alikes.html' title='My Celebrity Look-alikes'/><author><name>Blurest Fly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35733385.post-4500893518579829443</id><published>2007-09-06T14:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T14:30:11.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Friends ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Myspace Codes" href="http://www.123myspace.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Myspace Codes" src="http://www.123myspace.com/myspacegraphics/code/2109.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35733385-4500893518579829443?l=elainecyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/feeds/4500893518579829443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35733385&amp;postID=4500893518579829443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/4500893518579829443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/4500893518579829443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/2007/09/friends.html' title='~ Friends ~'/><author><name>Blurest Fly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35733385.post-5672469283018907516</id><published>2007-08-22T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T16:55:47.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a clumpse</title><content type='html'>Sigh! What an idiot I have been... I went for an interview with the hope that I can get the job and finally get a change in my working life but I spoilt it with my pure stupidity and clumsiness. I even tot I will get the job. Putting such high hopes, talking and telling my friends about it. Asking for advice on the new job etc. And finally I waited in anticipation for a phone call from them telling me "Congratulations! You've got the job!" But to my alas, I didn't get any calls from them. I was thinking to myself maybe they found a more suitable candidate considering it is all Bumi's in that company. Maybe I didn't give them a good impression. Thinking that I am not comfortable working for a Bumi company. Or have difficulities mixing around with people. Maybe it's the impression when they ask me whether i will be able to work well together with other races besides my own. Sigh....all the maybe's. But then it din really dampen my spirit that much considering I didn't get the hope as in they think I am not a suitable candidate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the whole world crumbled down on me yesterday! Maybe not crumble down but it's as if all my hopes just went down the drain. I received a call from the company and the gal on the phone told me that I left my files of original certificates at their office. OMG! I can't imagine my forgetfulness and clumsiness. How can I forget my folder and worse thing was I didn't even know that I lost or misplaced it. Damn! What if i were to go for an interview and I search high and low for it but I still can't find it. I will panic till my heart stop beating. How hard will it be to get back all my original certs. Sigh! I really feel damn sad. I suppose that was the biggest reason that the company didn't even want to employ me. If i can forget to take my file what else if during working time. I feel as if i could slap myself a thousand times or just bury myself deep down somewhere because of my stupidity. How am I ever going to get a good job like this. Am I going to get stuck in this place forever? I want a new change &amp; challenge. I hope for the best but then all just doesn't seem to fall into place. I feel so down in the dumps that I cried myself to sleep last nite. Well, practically forced myself to though cos I hope to get it out of my lungs and heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this, I told myself that I want to focus more on what I am doing. Told myself never to repeat this ever again. Start applying for jobs with new hopes and maybe even direction. Heck! On Monday I will go collect my file from the company which i will never have hope to be there anymore. And start going for more better interviews. God, please help me in this. Your guidance is my motivation to find a more suitable and better job. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35733385-5672469283018907516?l=elainecyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/feeds/5672469283018907516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35733385&amp;postID=5672469283018907516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/5672469283018907516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/5672469283018907516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-clumpse.html' title='What a clumpse'/><author><name>Blurest Fly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35733385.post-116053695058267308</id><published>2006-10-11T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T11:22:30.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Simple Friend And A Real Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A simple friend has never seen you cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A real friend has shoulders soggy from your tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A simple friend doesn't know your parents first names. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A real friend has their phone numbers in his address book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A simple friend brings a bottle of wine to your party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A real friend comes early to help you cook and stays late to help you clean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A simple friend hates it when you call after he has gone to bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A real friend asks you why it took you so long to call. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A simple friend seeks to talk with you about your problems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A real friend seeks to help you with your problems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A simple friend wonders about your romantic history. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A real friend could blackmail you with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A simple friend, when visiting, acts like a guest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A real friend opens the refrigerator and helps himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A simple friend thinks the friendship is over when you have an argument. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A real friend knows that it's not a friendship until after you've had fight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A simple friend will say later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A real friend will make the time for you now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A simple friend expects you to always be there for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A real friend expects to always be there for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And real friend I will be to all my friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above poem is dedicated to all my friends as friends come and go but then real friends i really hope to keep. Love you all my frens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from: &lt;a href="http://www.pravsworld.com/new/friendsnfriendships.htm"&gt;http://www.pravsworld.com/new/friendsnfriendships.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35733385-116053695058267308?l=elainecyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/feeds/116053695058267308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35733385&amp;postID=116053695058267308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/116053695058267308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/116053695058267308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/2006/10/simple-friend-and-real-friend.html' title='A Simple Friend And A Real Friend'/><author><name>Blurest Fly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35733385.post-116053249374382721</id><published>2006-10-11T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T12:50:52.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Determines</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's ok to kiss a fool,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's ok to let a fool kiss you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but never ever let a kiss fool you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's still best to wait for the one you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;than settle for the one available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Best to wait for the one you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;than settle for one who's around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Best to wait for the right one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Life is short to waste on the wrong person....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It is better to meet the person who will truly love you later,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;than meet someone now who promises to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;you but sooner or later leave you forever.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Never try to impress someone to make him/her fall in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;If you do, you will be expected to keep the standard for the rest of your life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Fate determines who comes into our lives. The heart determines who stays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Taken from:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.pravsworld.com/new/luvnromance.htm"&gt;http://www.pravsworld.com/new/luvnromance.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35733385-116053249374382721?l=elainecyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/feeds/116053249374382721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35733385&amp;postID=116053249374382721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/116053249374382721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/116053249374382721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/2006/10/heart-determines.html' title='Heart Determines'/><author><name>Blurest Fly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35733385.post-116053190339482161</id><published>2006-10-11T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T09:58:23.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If You Love Someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;If you love some one because you think that he or she is really gorgeous ...then it's not love .. it's ~ Infatuation ~......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;If you love some one because you think that you shouldn't leave him because others think that you shouldn't ... then it's not love.. it's ~ compromise ~.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;If you love some one because you think that you cannot live with out his touch ....then it's not love .. it's ~lust~......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;If you love some one because you have been kissed by him ...then it's not love.. it's ~ inferiority complex~......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;If you love some one because you cannot leave him thinking that it would hurt his feelings ..then it's not love .. it's ~charity~....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;If you love some one because you share every thing with him ...then it's not love... it's ~friendship~...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but if you feel the pain of the other person more than him even when he is stable and you cry for him ... that's ~LOVE~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;if you get attracted to other people but stay with him without any regrets...that's ~LOVE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;If you let him go knowing that he has to go but he doesn't want to ...that's ~LOVE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1534/3981/200/shadow_04.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I think the above poem is so true. I think many of us are stuck in relationships due to the above reason. But then how many of us can really live it the way we want it to be without any feeling of remorse? Just follow your heart and doing what is right. I also do hope to find the courage to follow my heart and never ever feel regret doing what I've done with a happy feeling deep down my heart.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35733385-116053190339482161?l=elainecyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/feeds/116053190339482161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35733385&amp;postID=116053190339482161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/116053190339482161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/116053190339482161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/2006/10/if-you-love-someone.html' title='If You Love Someone'/><author><name>Blurest Fly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35733385.post-116038879452573464</id><published>2006-10-09T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T17:48:53.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first day blogging!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well well well, who would have expected that I would have started my own blog. Last time I used to think that who has so much time to write blog and long grandmother stories. And now here am I writing grandmother stories. I suppose it is a way to write out ur suppressed feelings. Sometimes when you have no one to turn to or to tell to I suppose this is one way where u can express urself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's nice to read peoples' stories and then think that why is my life so boring. I suppose I am about to start a history here. I hope I would have the time and patience to keep on writing whenever I think I have the inspiration or 'feel' to write. Hehe! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think since it's my first day. I would like to keep it short and simple. Hopefully in future it would be all colorful and interesting. Alrites, it's Me signing off now! Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35733385-116038879452573464?l=elainecyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/feeds/116038879452573464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35733385&amp;postID=116038879452573464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/116038879452573464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35733385/posts/default/116038879452573464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elainecyl.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-first-day-blogging.html' title='My first day blogging!'/><author><name>Blurest Fly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
