<?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-3813220151883844128</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:22:05.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MyOwnGrandmaStories</title><subtitle type='html'>Just a random stories of my life. Dont mind if sometimes is bout petty stuff. ;D</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3813220151883844128/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120023535972210927</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/_tHP0vqkODhs/SeisZxqNqXI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/u4iuknjETlU/S220/Random+pictures+1+198.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813220151883844128.post-5645168314496582684</id><published>2009-11-22T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T04:31:39.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Fitness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Finally the day has come. For the past few months I have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pestering&lt;/span&gt; my mom to sign me up for a fitness membership. Lucky enough a new mall landed nearby( 15minutes drive) with a new fitness club &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;stuck ed&lt;/span&gt; to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first visit there. The place was new... but it was not as grand as the True Fitness in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pavillion&lt;/span&gt;. I was very exited, not for the experience though, but knowing that I'm gonna lose some calories man! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Supposedly&lt;/span&gt; there's RPM session but it was CANCELLED. Oh well, "I could always fiddle with those giant machines in the gym" I thought, lox. So I started with the least intimidating one- Mr. Cardio. I should have not overlooked Mr Cardio, he may look easy to manipulate BUT no. He has so many buttons! I stood there like a Jacoon okay. Took me sometime to start it off properly. So, Mr. Cardio got me occupied for 18 minutes (i checked the timer, in fact starring at it the whole time whishing that I can fast forward it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, my mom is in the yoga room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long yet so soon, after that 18 minutes, I'm left empty again. I tour around the place again and a again. Bored, I start to observe people around me. Some of them fat, some skinny. Still I refuse to feel greatful with my shape when everyone tells me too be. They just dont understand cause they havent seen me whitout baggy clothes. Never I will feel right until I can fit a pair of skinny jeans! The trainers are not as hot as those in the movies. What else is there to see? haha (sry if I'm to crude :x) Maybe the hot ones will appear later, who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, there's tv in front of most training machines and it actually annoys me. The tv has only 3 channels and everyone is watching mtv while excersing. Come on, mtv is nonsense. All the boody shakin and all the clubs. All those models just make you feel bad only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried on another machine and it has sensory plates that counts your heart rate. Humans are smarter than machines right? Haha I've proved that. Supposedly we have to hold on to the rods wif the metal plates. While its counting, I purposely tap my fingers vigourously on it to see wat happens. The mechine shut down. Lox! dumb machine, I think it lost track of the heart rate and wants me to do it all over. I have to do all over, fair game but I ~quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my mom is done, we're really to head home. But I saw two people from my college! :S OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope didnt sound mean in my blog. I forsee that people in this club will all look good and fit as they looked very persistent in thier excersise. Thumbs up for them and me. Next trip I hope to attend thier dance classes! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The two people were Cassandra and Jeda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ts4.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=1336735832743&amp;amp;id=8ea9eb13c86f5f35d81ec18bf0b6685b"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://ts4.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=1336735832743&amp;amp;id=8ea9eb13c86f5f35d81ec18bf0b6685b" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;~Hi! Im Mr.Cardio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3813220151883844128-5645168314496582684?l=sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/5645168314496582684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com/2009/11/celebrity-fitness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3813220151883844128/posts/default/5645168314496582684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3813220151883844128/posts/default/5645168314496582684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com/2009/11/celebrity-fitness.html' title='Celebrity Fitness'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120023535972210927</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/_tHP0vqkODhs/SeisZxqNqXI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/u4iuknjETlU/S220/Random+pictures+1+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813220151883844128.post-6579505398320104621</id><published>2009-09-03T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T09:19:49.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fired! I mean Tired!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Today... wait...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wohoo&lt;/span&gt;! 1st time blogging on the day of event itself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry bout my ADD-(attention deficit disorder), yeah I am so tired.. cause today I watched two movies in a row! To those who can watch more than two in a row I salute you. I watched "The Orphan" and then "UP" , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; really contradicting choices. Its a smart plan cause watching "UP" after that can at least give some cheery effect to overcome the trauma I was getting through during the first movie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Put your hands together as the movie "the orphan" starts off with an abortion scene. NOT! Besides that, the movie is twisted. The ORPHAN is a psychotic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WO&lt;/span&gt; MAN, literally. She's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;WO&lt;/span&gt; MAN! 33 years of age for yout information, not even close to teens age.(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sry&lt;/span&gt;! I just said the climax of the story)Since she's a grown up, she kills every family that adopted her when the dads &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; give in to her "friendliness" . She hurts young children, she manipulates people's minds and worse of all, she's a professional head smasher. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would post up the picture of the Orphan but she's too sinister.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To make my blog more complete, here's a link for a quick peek of the orphan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://image.examiner.com/images/blog/wysiwyg/image/the_orphan_poster.jpg"&gt;http://image.examiner.com/images/blog/wysiwyg/image/the_orphan_poster.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;em&gt; like watching UP, not sure is because of the previous movie cause I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; think UP was that funny or its because the movie really touched my sentimental side. In other words, the characters moved me. So.. the movie deserves its stars. ~END~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S In conclusion, I'm not sadistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3813220151883844128-6579505398320104621?l=sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/6579505398320104621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com/2009/09/fired-i-mean-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3813220151883844128/posts/default/6579505398320104621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3813220151883844128/posts/default/6579505398320104621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com/2009/09/fired-i-mean-tired.html' title='Fired! I mean Tired!'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120023535972210927</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/_tHP0vqkODhs/SeisZxqNqXI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/u4iuknjETlU/S220/Random+pictures+1+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813220151883844128.post-4475709028975853743</id><published>2009-08-11T07:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T23:52:02.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im not gonna say much here.. but this song is perfect to explain how im feeling now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lyrics to Fallin' For You :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt; don't know but &lt;strong&gt;I think &lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;I maybe&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt; Fallin' for yo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;u &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Dropping so&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;quickly&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Maybe &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;I should Keep &lt;font color="#993399"&gt;this to myself&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;Waiting &lt;font color="#993399"&gt;'til IKnow you&lt;/font&gt; betterI am trying&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;Not to tell youBut I want to&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;I'm &lt;font color="#cc0000" size="4"&gt;scared&lt;/font&gt; of what you'll say&lt;font color="#cc0000" size="4"&gt;So&lt;/font&gt; I'm hiding what&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#666600"&gt;feelinG&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;But I'm tired of &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;Holding this inside &lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;my head&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;I've been spending all my timeJust thinking&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#993399"&gt;about ya &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;I&lt;/font&gt; don't know &lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;what to do&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I &lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;think &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;I'm fallin' for you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;I've been waiting all my&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt; life&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#993399"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;A&lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nd n&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;o&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;w &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;u&lt;/font&gt;nd&lt;/font&gt; ya&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;I don't know what to do&lt;font color="#ffff00"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc33"&gt;I think I'm fallin'&lt;/font&gt; for youI'm fallin' for you &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;As I'm &lt;font color="#993399"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;standing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;he&lt;/font&gt;reAnd you hold my hand &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;Pull me towards you &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;And&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;we start to dance&lt;/font&gt; All around us I se&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;e &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;nobody&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;Here in silenceIt's just you and meI'm tryingNot to tell you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;But I want toI'm&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; &lt;font color="#00cccc"&gt;scared&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of what you'll say&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;So I'm hiding what I'm feelingBut I'm tired of&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;Holding this inside my headI've been &lt;font color="#6633ff"&gt;spending all my time&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#003333"&gt;Just &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#336666"&gt;thinking about ya&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I don't know what to doI think &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;I'm fallin' for youI've been waiting all my life&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;And now &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;I found yaI don't know what to doI think I'm fallin' for you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;I'm fallin' for &lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;Oh&lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;font size="2"&gt;I&lt;/font&gt; just&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; can't take it &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;My heart is racing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;The emotions keep spinning&lt;/font&gt; out&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;I've been spen&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all m&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;y &lt;/font&gt;timeJust thinking about ya&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;I don't know what to do&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;I think I'm fallin' for youI'v&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;e been&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; waiting all my life&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;And now I found ya&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;I don't know what to doI think I'm fallin' for you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;I'm fa&lt;font color="#cc33cc" size="2"&gt;lli&lt;/font&gt;n' for you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;I can't stop thinking about itI &lt;font size="1"&gt;want&lt;/font&gt; you all around me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;And now I just can't hide it&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;I think I'm fallin' for you &lt;font color="#663333"&gt;[x2]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;I'm fallin' for youOoohhhOh &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#333333" size="4"&gt;no no&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#6666cc"&gt;Oooooohhh&lt;/font&gt;Oh &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;I'm fallin' for you&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3813220151883844128-4475709028975853743?l=sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/4475709028975853743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/falling-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3813220151883844128/posts/default/4475709028975853743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3813220151883844128/posts/default/4475709028975853743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/falling-for-you.html' title='Falling For You'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120023535972210927</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/_tHP0vqkODhs/SeisZxqNqXI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/u4iuknjETlU/S220/Random+pictures+1+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813220151883844128.post-1788487902183169986</id><published>2009-08-08T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T17:01:58.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ night</title><content type='html'>31st July..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The special thing about this event is that the theme was "mixed matched". Yeap, its a difficult theme to oblige. I showed up half an hours late that day and so the inspection for BBQ king and queen was over when I arrived, thank god for that(cause with what I'm wearing I may be dragged out).Just imagine...I wore a black dress and long earings matched with a big red Addidas sweat jacket and sports shoes with mix matched stockings. When I stepped in the college, there stood the registration counter and two people in charged were there. So cautious with what I was wearing and also due to the fact that those two looked quite surprised with my presence, I faked my confidence and approached the table. I expected them to tell me to register and stuff, but all I got was a moment of silence as they stared at me, probably dumbfounded by my outfit(lolz). Yea, so that was my awkward entrance for that event. (Fast forwarded) I reach the canteen with a pink glow stick in my hand. Many people had gathered at the basketball court. All eyes seem to focus on something but I couldn't tell at first because everyone was blocking. First thing I had to do was to find my classmates. It wasn't difficult to find them though, they were just stoning near the entrance of the basketball court. I surprised my friends with my "punctuality" and they start feeding me with nice comments, such a bunch of sweetpeas! I didn't look ludicrous after all! Phew... Apparently, everyone was looking at the MC-Brian Arron, who could make everyone laugh out loud. If there had been a Comedian King title, he would have walked away with it in style! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The performance went on and I shall not describe too much. There are two performances that left a stronger impression, one was Wing Yie's band named "Soul Jam" and the other was Deepaq's dance crew. Half way through the performances, everyone started to become restless. It seemed that every one's tummy rang at the same time. Since the food was self-serviced, the line was .....(haiz) no need for me to give further explanation ya. There were Malay kuihs, fries, nuggets, fried sausages and chicken wings that was the only thing that were barbecued -.- . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the line, someone unexpected was lining up behind me. Guess who? Adrian from Wesley, went to US before graduating. See why it is unexpected? All the standing and waiting had started to take the toll of me, I was sweating like a pig. S.O.S ,my body needs ventilation! Very reluctant to take off the jacket, I started off by flapping the sides of my jacket. I'm gonna flyyy :D . However, I took it off in the end, couldnt stand it. After the meal, dancing time! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I went home at 11 something because my dad mistaken me on the phone that I asked to come fetch me at 11.30 instead of 10.30 night. Problem sloved when my kind cousin , Sarah Lee Ling Hui fetched me home instead. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHP0vqkODhs/Sn4KOGasKLI/AAAAAAAAACI/KGijLYBqTN8/s1600-h/P1000619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367739043229214898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHP0vqkODhs/Sn4KOGasKLI/AAAAAAAAACI/KGijLYBqTN8/s200/P1000619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I didnt bring a cemera, so I only have few pics of me on that day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I look older! oh no! By the way, the hot gal beside me is Eli, "Alley" hehe..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. Brian Arron wore a coconut bra.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3813220151883844128-1788487902183169986?l=sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/1788487902183169986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/bbq-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3813220151883844128/posts/default/1788487902183169986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3813220151883844128/posts/default/1788487902183169986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/bbq-night.html' title='BBQ night'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120023535972210927</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/_tHP0vqkODhs/SeisZxqNqXI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/u4iuknjETlU/S220/Random+pictures+1+198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHP0vqkODhs/Sn4KOGasKLI/AAAAAAAAACI/KGijLYBqTN8/s72-c/P1000619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813220151883844128.post-5595745867524657723</id><published>2009-07-20T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T09:19:55.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unleashed</title><content type='html'>It has never occured to me that my voice is of any use other than speaking and scolding. Until i met a friend, name's Wing Yie. So happened that she was the president of United States, I mean almost like the president of the united states of her choir in Convent Bukit Nanas High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday, I remembered, we suddenly stumbled upon a notice on the notice board "Auditions for people who are interested in joining choir starts from that moment until 21st of July" . So, couldnt it be obvious enough, we plan to audition it, since it'll bring good to our testimonials. The following day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day, I met up with Wing Yie(W.Y) and Jonanthan(J) -( who was also interested in auditioning ) end walk way in the third floor(beside the hall). First, W.Y taught me how to warm up the vocals. Oh my, thank god it went okay, I didnt shriek. After that, I sang the song 'this is me' by Demi lavato. The chorus notes just went higher and higher. So I forced to sing louder and louder. Meanwhile, more and more people came noticing too. Szuup, face turns red and my voice turn shaky abit, I mean alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I auditioned. No big deal actualy, I'd just have to be not tone death to qualify. Yeap. I made it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I helped to draw and pin up the notice for the next choir meeting. *eyes rolls* big deal..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3813220151883844128-5595745867524657723?l=sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/5595745867524657723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com/2009/07/unleashed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3813220151883844128/posts/default/5595745867524657723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3813220151883844128/posts/default/5595745867524657723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com/2009/07/unleashed.html' title='Unleashed'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120023535972210927</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/_tHP0vqkODhs/SeisZxqNqXI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/u4iuknjETlU/S220/Random+pictures+1+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813220151883844128.post-1336158337078175175</id><published>2009-06-23T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:15:27.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photography Trip 2009(june)</title><content type='html'>The photography club has organised a trip to Hulu Langat waterfall. Firstly, be informed that this is quite an outdated story because the trip happened two weeks ago...maybe more.Okie, so, I would say that every angle of the place is suitable for a photo shoot. See it for yourself. ---&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHP0vqkODhs/SkHCqNa7RPI/AAAAAAAAABo/wn8hftP_cU0/s1600-h/Sandy%27s+pic+1+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350771862705751282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHP0vqkODhs/SkHCqNa7RPI/AAAAAAAAABo/wn8hftP_cU0/s200/Sandy%27s+pic+1+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHP0vqkODhs/SkHCqr1tSfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/UheiB2SwmJQ/s1600-h/Sandy%27s+pic+1+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350771870871144946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHP0vqkODhs/SkHCqr1tSfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/UheiB2SwmJQ/s200/Sandy%27s+pic+1+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHP0vqkODhs/SkHCqZjVXfI/AAAAAAAAABw/YAEWxivDmFo/s1600-h/Sandy%27s+pic+1+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350771865962241522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHP0vqkODhs/SkHCqZjVXfI/AAAAAAAAABw/YAEWxivDmFo/s200/Sandy%27s+pic+1+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHP0vqkODhs/SkHBhr4ZH5I/AAAAAAAAABg/7uglwvajgQA/s1600-h/Sandy%27s+pic+1+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350770616751955858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHP0vqkODhs/SkHBhr4ZH5I/AAAAAAAAABg/7uglwvajgQA/s200/Sandy%27s+pic+1+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHP0vqkODhs/SkGzhwbmG1I/AAAAAAAAABA/MSRXNZQhMMA/s1600-h/Sandy%27s+pic+1+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350755224810560338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHP0vqkODhs/SkGzhwbmG1I/AAAAAAAAABA/MSRXNZQhMMA/s200/Sandy%27s+pic+1+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHP0vqkODhs/SkG6Yp9PWEI/AAAAAAAAABI/vcj9UAcM5MQ/s1600-h/Sandy%27s+pic+1+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350762765035198530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHP0vqkODhs/SkG6Yp9PWEI/AAAAAAAAABI/vcj9UAcM5MQ/s200/Sandy%27s+pic+1+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHP0vqkODhs/SkHBPeiut9I/AAAAAAAAABY/XT0YJUS0d40/s1600-h/Sandy%27s+pic+1+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350770303933790162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHP0vqkODhs/SkHBPeiut9I/AAAAAAAAABY/XT0YJUS0d40/s200/Sandy%27s+pic+1+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHP0vqkODhs/SkHAs-wtcJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ZzrH07j6teA/s1600-h/Sandy%27s+pic+1+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350769711286939794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHP0vqkODhs/SkHAs-wtcJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ZzrH07j6teA/s200/Sandy%27s+pic+1+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350754736576331298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHP0vqkODhs/SkGzFVne_iI/AAAAAAAAAA4/A3LFFiXFMss/s200/Sandy%27s+pic+1+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the place doesnt smell like nature. It was quite polluted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bout 11 smthg, we're happily heading home. But, the van we rented brokedown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHP0vqkODhs/SkHELj8POzI/AAAAAAAAACA/5wm0M6z2Tj0/s1600-h/Sandy%27s+pic+1+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350773535198362418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHP0vqkODhs/SkHELj8POzI/AAAAAAAAACA/5wm0M6z2Tj0/s200/Sandy%27s+pic+1+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ppl pushing: push push!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we waited bout two hours? After that we go home, boohoo same price charged, exausted bla bla. End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3813220151883844128-1336158337078175175?l=sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/1336158337078175175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com/2009/06/photography-trip-2009june.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3813220151883844128/posts/default/1336158337078175175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3813220151883844128/posts/default/1336158337078175175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com/2009/06/photography-trip-2009june.html' title='Photography Trip 2009(june)'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120023535972210927</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/_tHP0vqkODhs/SeisZxqNqXI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/u4iuknjETlU/S220/Random+pictures+1+198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHP0vqkODhs/SkHCqNa7RPI/AAAAAAAAABo/wn8hftP_cU0/s72-c/Sandy%27s+pic+1+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813220151883844128.post-2809084549691807091</id><published>2009-04-17T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T07:10:10.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MyOwnGrandmaStories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ts2.images.live.com/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=784127039069&amp;amp;id=e4bb87add630078e7c5c6c0eae9a4ef5"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" alt="" src="http://ts2.images.live.com/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=784127039069&amp;amp;id=e4bb87add630078e7c5c6c0eae9a4ef5" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am having muscle spasm all over my neck up to my cheeks.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;It is worst in the morning, evening and maybe during adrenaline rush. The doctor described my jaw as biceps, becom&lt;a onmousedown="return MM_si_T('&amp;amp;ID=Image,160',this)" id="ipe_il" href="http://petemyers.net/images/Chipmunk.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ing bulky n hard. Quite true cause my face seems bigger than be4. I look like  a &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chipmunk!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onmousedown="return MM_si_T('&amp;amp;ID=Image,160',this)" id="ipe_il" href="http://petemyers.net/images/Chipmunk.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3813220151883844128-2809084549691807091?l=sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2809084549691807091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com/2009/04/myowngrandmastories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3813220151883844128/posts/default/2809084549691807091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3813220151883844128/posts/default/2809084549691807091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandyryhmeswithcandy.blogspot.com/2009/04/myowngrandmastories.html' title='MyOwnGrandmaStories'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120023535972210927</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/_tHP0vqkODhs/SeisZxqNqXI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/u4iuknjETlU/S220/Random+pictures+1+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
