<?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-1982220327432758956</id><updated>2011-07-28T19:19:44.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life of the Disney Girl</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm just an ordinary girl who loves to sing, dance, act, composing songs and writing stories or scripts. I love disney movies a lot.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-4843040385837538476</id><published>2010-01-31T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T08:27:27.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alesa Got drenched wet...on her 21 st birthday.</title><content type='html'>Today is the day of my beloved friend's birthday and she had an awesome birthday party. Many of us Rockers were there. Haha....guess what did we do her? We had a brillant beyond brillant idea. First, we discuss on how to make Alesa. Then, all of us started making Alesa cut the cake a few times while some of them go and get the water ready inside the pails. Haha...the funniest thing is that Caleb and Alvin asked Abby and I to wait at the corner outside of Alesa's grandmother's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, afterthat they all led Alesa to the roadside and told her that we wanted to take a group picture and then here comes Andy with the pail of water from behind and the next thing you know Alesa is drenched wet from head to toe. She got herself decorated with the party spray which was sprayed by Andy and Alvin. Poor Alesa but she deserve to get some fun as she was the burfday girl. Haha....is her day today. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this crazy prank on Alesa, we gather at the round table to play the drinking game. I got to drink about 8 glass or more of tea + water and with that amount i had to go to toilet so many times thanks to Caleb and Marcus. There is one time that Alesa accidentally push her glass and then all of the cards got wet. We blame her playfully that she is not happy about the game and it is so unfair to her. haha.....is such a great burfday although i didn't get to celebrate my 21st burfday that grand. i'm so happy for her. We took lots and lots of pictures together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of us together will always last forever. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-4843040385837538476?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/4843040385837538476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=4843040385837538476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/4843040385837538476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/4843040385837538476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2010/01/alesa-got-drenched-weton-her-21-st.html' title='Alesa Got drenched wet...on her 21 st birthday.'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-6522893683180144670</id><published>2009-09-07T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T10:23:06.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I met my senior in Alpha welcoming Dinner...actually not really senior haha..and met some new friends</title><content type='html'>Lolz...is so fun to meet ShimRon again. Is had been ages since I met him. Haha...i was so shock to see him in well i dunno how to say haha...in his house or something because of the Alpha welcoming dinner. So...we chatted and chatted because it has been a long time and we had many things to talk. He even had a psycho group haha....they are all so hillarious. I remember that time he met me he shaked my hand until so long and hard. haha...is so funny. I'm feel like I had an electric shock onto my hand. Haha...and you know how funny it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get to know Melissa, Joycelyn i guess and oh no i forgot her name..while the guys will be Leon, Alvin, Derick and JOnathan. Haha...they are all great people. Derick, you talk with him for very long becoz he has so many things or stories to tell about which makes you want to hear more. Haha...Leon is very quiet but always smiling. Alvin, kind of funny also i remember when he get a honeydew from Rachel everyone got jealous becoz his one is more special becoz all of us get watermelon. haha...Jonathan is very quiet so I never really get to talk to him also. Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melissa is a sweet girl. She is a great person who is smiling all the time. great to know her. Joycelyn is cool. She is so funny and fun to be with. They are all great girls. I'm looking forward to see everybody again. Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took pictures with Melissa and ShimRon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here it is :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SqU_a-g53aI/AAAAAAAAAGo/7JKazLPlvFA/s1600-h/Photo+0108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378775062654082466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SqU_a-g53aI/AAAAAAAAAGo/7JKazLPlvFA/s320/Photo+0108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melissa and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ShimRon and I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-6522893683180144670?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/6522893683180144670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=6522893683180144670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/6522893683180144670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/6522893683180144670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-met-my-senior-in-alpha-welcoming.html' title='I met my senior in Alpha welcoming Dinner...actually not really senior haha..and met some new friends'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SqU_a-g53aI/AAAAAAAAAGo/7JKazLPlvFA/s72-c/Photo+0108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-7455072687190511169</id><published>2009-09-04T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T09:34:36.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ECE CF finally....</title><content type='html'>Finally ECE has Christian Fellowship on their own because ECE are usually like the outcasts when we were in school no matter how we become friends with A levels but we are still be forgotten in all the activities that they have but anyways the course that I'm taking is growing in numbers so finally we can have a CF on our own. Which is awesome? Yesterday we have a great time playing games, praise &amp;amp; worship and also Mr. Michael's message about Merdeka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first game we play was follow the leader which is the leader has to guide us to walk without knocking down the bottles. We were blindfolded and we couldn't see anything so instead we have to listen to our leader's instruction which is giving us the sense of direction in order not to knock down the bottles. Mark was the leader at first but then he couldn't direct properly there is two bottles fall off while when Charis was the leader none of the bottles fall off which is great . We were so happy and afterthat there is still time to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I suggested to play the chair game which is so funny. All of them have to stand and fit it into a few chairs. Of course firstly, we start it easy by having the same amount of chairs then slowly slowly we will take away few chairs and then there is difficulties because they are moving around according to height, according to age etc...I was the one that torture them. It was so funny then they were like "Desiree, you are torturing us." Then I reply "Sry is the fun of it if i give you easy one then is not fun anymore." haha....but 8 person managed to stand on 4 chairs. That is totally not bad already. I wish I could join in too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we have worship. we sang 4 songs which are One Way, Beautiful Saviour, How great is our God another song I can't remember. Mark was playing the guitar and Nicole was doing the slides. Everyone is singing their hearts out to the song as we were focusing on God who was up in heaven watching every move we take and every step we take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After praise and worship, Mr. Michael was the speaker of the day. He was talking about the history from the bible from Abraham and Sarah to Jesus which is really great to know how the people get their freedom (Merdeka) but it was really a pitiful thing that the israelites have to suffer they even doubted God is here with them or not. Jesus is coming soon it might be today or tomorrow or even now we must prepare ourselves to God. Tell the person that you care or even the person that you don't know. Try to preach the gospel to them help as many as you can to be save from everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know in the world now had become violence. A lot of murdering, snatch thefs , getting raped, virus is coming everywhere, and many more. these are the signs that the end times is coming and Jesus will be coming to take those who believe him up together to heaven. 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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'll other parts next time. haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-7455072687190511169?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9a456b6d7cd6b591&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e6890920109703c2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/7455072687190511169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=7455072687190511169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/7455072687190511169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/7455072687190511169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2009/09/ece-cf-finally.html' title='ECE CF finally....'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-465674464546825669</id><published>2009-09-04T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T10:34:32.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mari kita berinteraksi dengan mengunakan bahasa Melayu.</title><content type='html'>Semalam saya menghadiri kelas "Mengajar Bahasa Melayu Kepada Kanak-Kanak" (Teaching Bahasa Malaysia to Young Children) Saya mempunyai keberatan untuk bertutur dalam bahasa melayu kerana saya sudah lama tidak menggunakan Bahasa Melayu untuk berinteraksi dengan rakan sebaya saya. Kami selalu berfasih dalam Bahasa Inggeris dan ini menyebabkan kami mempunyai berasa susah untuk berkomunikasi dalam Bahasa Melayu kerana kami sudah biasa berfasih dalam Bahasa Inggeris antara satu sama lain. Pensyarah kami pun mempunyai kesusahan untuk bertutur Bahasa Melayu dengan kami. Dia pun tersekat-sekat apabila dia mengajar kami kerana semua orang di kelas bercakap bahasa rojak iaitu Bahasa Melayu bercampur dengan bahasa inggeris. Minggu depan kami akan mempunyai satu drama iaitu kami akan dipilih daripada pensyarah untuk mendapatkan kumpulan kami dan kami akan berlakon cerita prosa klasik iaitu cerita yang lama dan yang benar. Oleh itu, saya sangat takut saya akan lupa skript yang diberikan dan juga saya tidak pandai berfasih dalam bahasa melayu oleh itu saya hendak belatih sekarang supaya saya dapat memperbaiki apa yang saya sudah salah membentangkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam kelas, kami diasingkan untuk membuat tugasan iaitu untuk berfasih dalam bahasa lain yang kami tidak faham. Abigail, Jian Shi, Wai Khoon dan saya adalah satu kumpulan. Jian Shi, Wai Khoon dan saya tidak tahu berfasih dalam bahasa hindi iaitu bahasa ibunda Abigail. Kami tidak tahu maksudnya apa pada mula-mula tertapi kami berusaha untuk belajar untuk menlafazkan bahasa hindi dengan betul. Semua orang dalam kelas ketawa dekatnya. Jian Shi adalah paling kelakar dia tidak melafazkan bahasa hindi yang kita sudah berlatih. Dia selalu diejek dan dibuli oleh kita semua. Haha...Jian Shi ini sangat senang dibuli tertapi dia pun tidak kisah dan dia juga suka membuat muka dia macam sangat marah dekat kita.  Lepas itu, kumpulan mereka juga menlafazkan bahasa lain dengan betul tertapi ada kala kita berfasih dengan bahasa lain menjadi satu jenaka kerana kita tidak tahu berfasih dengan telor yang baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 minit kemudian kita diasingkan untuk membentangkan apakah kemahiran membaca, mendengar, berfikir, bercakap dan menulis. Abigail, Jian Shi , Wai Khoon dan saya berkumpulan lagi. Kita berfikir-fikir macam mana kita buat peta minda ini. Lepas itu kita menuduh Jian Shi kerana dia yang memilih topik ini. Walaupun topik ini sukar sedikit tetapi kita agak-agak tahu sedikit tetang literasi ini adalah sangat penting kerana kita belajarnya dekat topik "Language and Literture" dan kita menggunakan otak kita untuk berfikir. Lebih lagi, kita tuliskan proses kemahiran membaca tersebut dan Jian Shi akan membentangkan kepada kelas kita. Cik Jamela memberi komen dekat kita semua iaitu kita terlupa satu proses lagi iaitu simbol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas itu, kita mempunyai lakonan dengan situasi yang ditetapkan oleh pensyarah kita. Charis, Rachel Tee dan saya adalah satu kumpulan kita diberikan situasi adalah sudah lama tidak jumpa dengan satu sama lain. Haha...kelakarnya apabila kita berfasih dalam bahasa melayu saya pun pakai bantai sahaja apabila bercakap. haha....saya mestilah berlatih kalau tidak saya akan gagal dalam peperiksaan. Saya tidak mahu ia terjadi. Saya mesti mempunyai konfiden dalam diri sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oklah sudahlah saya tidak boleh tulis lagi nanti saya baca pun mahu ketawa dengan bahasa saya yang sangat teruk ini.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-465674464546825669?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/465674464546825669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=465674464546825669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/465674464546825669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/465674464546825669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2009/09/mari-kita-berinteraksi-dengan.html' title='Mari kita berinteraksi dengan mengunakan bahasa Melayu.'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-5799705609692455104</id><published>2009-09-04T08:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T08:44:12.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graphics that i made during these past few days....</title><content type='html'>Here are some graphics that i made when I feel bored after reseaching some of my assignments things then I downloaded this software which is name GIMP and this software is so fun to make graphics. I just love to see people's graphics which is super awesome that's why I started to play with it but I'm still learning so these graphics are not so good as other people. Hope you all enjoy looking at it. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SqE0jyMG5WI/AAAAAAAAAGg/2wBMMVdQPhk/s1600-h/This+is+Real+,+this+isme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 139px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377637219429705058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SqE0jyMG5WI/AAAAAAAAAGg/2wBMMVdQPhk/s320/This+is+Real+,+this+isme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SqE0ZzWoAAI/AAAAAAAAAGY/vm974wdJZLk/s1600-h/We%27re+one+and+the+same.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 115px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377637047943561218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SqE0ZzWoAAI/AAAAAAAAAGY/vm974wdJZLk/s320/We%27re+one+and+the+same.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SqE0ROxrbSI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Q_WrmpXixXg/s1600-h/Two+girls...share+the+same+passion...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377636900685966626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SqE0ROxrbSI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Q_WrmpXixXg/s320/Two+girls...share+the+same+passion...jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SqEzfhCwGCI/AAAAAAAAAGA/t6Jt2xKr9Pc/s1600-h/I%27m+Looking+at+you+my+heart+loves+the+view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377636046595954722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SqEzfhCwGCI/AAAAAAAAAGA/t6Jt2xKr9Pc/s320/I%27m+Looking+at+you+my+heart+loves+the+view.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SqEzLipQPII/AAAAAAAAAF4/fCFjODp2Odo/s1600-h/Girls+Just+wanna+have+fun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 223px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377635703428496514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SqEzLipQPII/AAAAAAAAAF4/fCFjODp2Odo/s320/Girls+Just+wanna+have+fun.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-5799705609692455104?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/5799705609692455104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=5799705609692455104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/5799705609692455104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/5799705609692455104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2009/09/graphics-that-i-made-during-these-past.html' title='Graphics that i made during these past few days....'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SqE0jyMG5WI/AAAAAAAAAGg/2wBMMVdQPhk/s72-c/This+is+Real+,+this+isme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-3102619361724527887</id><published>2009-06-10T21:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:00:20.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGGED by Abigail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_laZbANHWobE/ShqdwWvsj8I/AAAAAAAAB5o/h9TyaQQblwQ/s1600-h/friendship-chain.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today I've been tagged by Abigail a friend from Malaysia of course.So I'm going to tagged as many friends as I can to continue this friendship tagged post.-BEGIN COPY-This is the easy way and the fastest way to :&lt;br /&gt;1. Make your Authority Technocratic explode.&lt;br /&gt;2. Increase your Google Page Rank.&lt;br /&gt;3. Get more traffic to your blog.&lt;br /&gt;4. Makes more new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules :&lt;br /&gt;1. Start copy from “Begin Copy” until “End Copy” to your blog.&lt;br /&gt;2. Put your own blog name and link.&lt;br /&gt;3. 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Haha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-3102619361724527887?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/3102619361724527887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=3102619361724527887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/3102619361724527887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/3102619361724527887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2009/06/tagged-by-abigail.html' title='TAGGED by Abigail'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-7241647640714638755</id><published>2009-03-21T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:22:26.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So The Drama Chapter 3 Alyson Danielle Froebel and Daniel Andrew Gabel</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Alyson  Danielle Froebel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was washing all the plates and trying to finished as soon as possible in order to join the party. After a while, my eyes caught into the music room which I always spent time when I had the time. I went inside and my favourite grand piano was left there as pretty as usual. I opened the cover, sat down on the chair and ran my fingers through the piano. I started singing my favourite song from Camp Rock which is This is Real, This is me by Demi Lovato  but my own style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Real, This is Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what is like to feel so in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;To dream about a life,&lt;br /&gt;Where you’re the shinning star,&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough it seems,&lt;br /&gt;Like it’s to far away,&lt;br /&gt;I have to believe in myself is the only way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is real, this is me,&lt;br /&gt;I’m exactly where I’m suppose to be now,&lt;br /&gt;Gonna let the light shine on me,&lt;br /&gt;Now I found, who I am,&lt;br /&gt;There’s no way to hold it in,&lt;br /&gt;No more hiding who I wanna be,&lt;br /&gt;This is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended the song and went out through the back door which is connected to the kitchen. I continued washing the dishes when Anders looking for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, Aly. Need some help?” Anders asked, smiling while videotaping me washing the dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Anders! Stop with the videotaping will you.” I flicked the water on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What did you just do?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Erm…let’s see. I flicked water on you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Right. You are gonna get it from me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh-no you don’t.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh yes I will.”&lt;br /&gt;I ran and Anders sprayed water at me using the long hose. Anders and I really had fun then. It reminds me the times we had since young with dad of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*FLASHBACK*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Darling Aly and Anders! Come here.” Dad called me and Anders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, papa.” We ran towards him and sat on his lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So, what do you want to play today?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Erm…let’s see. How about hide-and-seek?” I said, smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No…I want to play water gun.” Anders said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No…hide-and-seek is fun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No…water gun is way more fun than hide-and-seek.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, alright. We can played both hide-and-seek and water gun. Okay?” Dad said, patting our backs gently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yay! Let’s go. Papa you count.” We said as we run and hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“1…2…3…5….6…..8…10…Ready or not here I come.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad looked around finding both of us. He found Anders first but he couldn’t find me. Anders and Dad looked around for me. At last they found me, I was in the tree house nearby Ludwig Maximilian High. That high school is very nearby my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*END OF FLASHBACK*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both continued spraying each other and some of Annabelle’s friends came into the kitchen and found us playing. They went out and shouted food fight. Everybody started throwing food at each other. Uh-oh…I’m so going to be in trouble when Connie finds out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daniel Andrew Gabel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked into the kitchen to get a drink, I heard someone playing the piano and singing. I wonder who was singing, her voice is really sweet. I wanted to find out who was it but I couldn’t find the way to the music room. By the time, I found the place she was gone.  Now, I’m reminded that I’m like Shane Gray finding the girl of that voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hello! Who is in here?” I shouted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dan…what are you doing here?” Annabelle was coming out from the link room nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Were you inside here playing the piano and singing?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, I’m the only one who was in here. So…of course I’m the one.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Your voice was awesome. You should join the music club.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Are you sure? It is like my dream to be in the music club.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Totally. I seriously didn’t know that you have such a great voice.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annabelle smiled at me and my heart melts. It’s great that Annabelle could join in the music club and we could even sing duet together. Suddenly, there was a loud crashed of plates outside both Annabelle and I jumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What was that?” I asked Annabelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ve no idea. It seems that there are many plates dropping. Come on, let’s go out and check it out.” Annabelle pulled me by her hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like my palms were sweating and I felt that I was blushing as red as a tomato. Annabelle is as gorgeous as usual whether or not she is dressed up beautifully or dressed up normally. She is still gorgeous. We went out of the music room we saw everyone was throwing food everywhere at each other it looks fun. I looked at Annabelle, I saw her frowning but isn’t it fun to play like that with friends. Annabelle walked towards the TV and grab the microphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“STOP THIS INSTANT.” She shouted so that everyone could hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone stared at her and stop instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“WHO STARTED IT?” she asked, glaring at each of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was silent and everyone looked at each other thinking that who started it. Suddenly, a sweet girl who was not dressed up for a party raised up her hand and walked towards Annabelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It was me. I started it. I’m sorry don’t blame them.” The girl owned up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aly, is not your fault? I’m the one who started it first.” The guy who was pulling the girl’s hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Anders, you are always protecting her. You don’t have to do that. I know you won’t do such things except for her.” Annabelle said, glaring at Anders and then to the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ALYSON DANIELLE FROEBEL! You good for nothing girl. You and your bitch mother had stolen away my father what else do you want ruined my birthday. I don’t think so.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annabelle gave Alyson a big slap. Wait a minute is she the one which I need to meet. Everyone grasped and Alyson’s friends came after her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What was that for?” Matthew shouted at Annabelle, pulling Alyson and stood in front of her. “Are you okay, Aly?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m fine, don’t worry.” Alyson replied, smiling. “Well, I got to go to do my work. You guys have fun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh no, you don’t.” Both Matthew and Anders pulling her arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Slut.” Nicole and Vanessa called Annabelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m okay, guys. You guys just have fun.” Alyson pushed their hands gently and walked off to the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of Alyson’s friends glared at Annabelle including Ryan. What’s up with Ryan? I don’t think that Annabelle was wrong to do that besides Alyson has been ruining Annabelle’s life. Did she? Or not? I’m confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks for making my day, sis.” Anders smirked at Annabelle and ran towards Alyson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah…thanks for making our day too.” Alyson’s friends said in unison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of them went off from both of us. Annabelle started crying and I just don’t understand what had just happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alyson Danielle Froebel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I get another humiliation again like I always do. Annabelle had always been stepmother’s favourite daughter while me is just like a maid to her. Ever since my dad and mum passed away in a car accident, Connie and Annabelle always treat me like a servant. Alyson this Alyson that. Why my life has to be always like that? I wish I could get away from this but no matter how much I tried I couldn’t just leave my half-brother like this. I had promised him not to leave him so I need to stay by his side always. He’s the only person that I could share my problems to and the one who accepts who the way I am at home. I really trust him and love him very much although he might be annoying sometimes. He loves to video tape me singing or doing something crazy. His ambition is to become a great producer and director one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aly! I’ve told you a million times not to do what she asks you to do.” Anders scolded me while pulling my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You must know Anders I’m only the half-in your family. We just share the same father but not the same mother and because your mother hates my mother she also hates me. I can understand that. So in order to live here I need to follow the orders and obey them.”  I explained, looking at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ I just couldn’t stand the way she treated you. Why not you just stay in my house?” Matthew suggested, looking worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa hits his head and pulled his ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oww…oww…oww…oww... What’s that for?” Matthew rubbed his head and ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We are going to Rome remember. How can she stay in our house? I say she should go to a private boarding school that has scholarship.” Vanessa smiled at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I bet you can go for a private boarding school that consist in what you want to pursue on.” Nicole suggested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, that’s a great idea Nicole. Aly! You are really good in singing, composing song and you had always loved directing a drama show.” Anders saying excitedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, guys. I know is not my business but I have a friend which is applying to one private boarding school. He loves composing too and I guess he can find his Gabriella there as he was looking for a girl to finish his duet. I will ask him then I will let you guys know.” Nicholas said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Great idea, Nick! Tell me the information and more.” Anders patted on Nicholas back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well…my brother Anders has his own thinking but it seems that he is very keen to go to the private boarding art school. I guess that’s the way to pursue on your dreams. I wish my dreams will come true but just that I’m too shy for it. Annabelle is ten million times daring than me but I can’t deny that I’m so in love with music and want to learn more deeper in singing. I seriously want to get out of this house which is like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daniel Andrew Gabel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Annabelle was crying and crying. I just don’t understand why did they just stood up for that girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why is this always happening to me? Why is Alyson gets the attention? I’m supposed to be the one getting attention.” Annabelle sobs while hugging me. Okay, I felt my heart pumping heart on my chest. Oh-no I’m going to blush. Stop it Daniel! Don’t blush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do you know that Alyson is such a pretender. She always pretend to be good which she is not. I don’t understand why my brother would like her so much she is not his real sister she is just his half sister.” Annabelle added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t worry, I’ll be always right by your side. So, don’t cry.” I wiped her tears with my big hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You promise?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes and I keep my promises.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. You are the man Daniel Andrew Gabel. Keep it up! Annabelle gave me hug and smiled at me. Oh-no heart melting, heart melting.  Speaking of Alyson is that the girl I need to meet from the Drama club. Please don’t say it is because I don’t want to meet her anymore. I hate girls that love to pretend to be not herself which annoys me and also make the person whom I love most sad. I must tell Ryan that Alyson is not a great girl and also Ryan’s internet girlfriend that they better not follow her too much because I don’t want to lose my best friend just like that. I better warn them before it’s too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “So…when are you going to the London Performing Arts Boarding School?” Annabelle asked, smiling at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I’ve to wait for the letter to come to me because it is not easy to get in there.” I replied, looking into her bright blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, what about the music club are you going to abundant it?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I guess I will come back to visit and help some if they need help.”&lt;br /&gt;“You are a very busy person.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah…you can call me freaky music guy.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annabelle laughed and laughed. She thinks it is funny. Good because I ‘m happy that she is alright already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I guess I better get in and I guess is time for you to go back now.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Okay! See in school tomorrow.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annabelle gave me a peek on my cheek. I can feel my face blushed red and my heart beating very fast. I felt like I’m flying up in the air like a bird. I’m totally in love with Annabelle but I just don’t have the guts to tell her that I like her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-7241647640714638755?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/7241647640714638755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=7241647640714638755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/7241647640714638755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/7241647640714638755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-drama-chapter-3-alyson-danielle.html' title='So The Drama Chapter 3 Alyson Danielle Froebel and Daniel Andrew Gabel'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-4334944557014058753</id><published>2009-03-20T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T19:52:35.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Abigail</title><content type='html'>Rule:The answers to the questions below must be based on what is happening now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where is your cell phone – At home. &lt;br /&gt;2. Your hair - Brownish &lt;br /&gt;3. Your father -went out&lt;br /&gt;4. Your favorite thing - definately music&lt;br /&gt; 5. Your dream last night-I was very tired so i sleep through.&lt;br /&gt; 6. Your favorite drink - Watermelon juice&lt;br /&gt; 7. Your dream goal - To be a singer, actress or even a song writer.&lt;br /&gt; 8. The room you are in - I'm not in the room I'm in my father's shop.&lt;br /&gt; 9. Your fear – Ghost movies, darkness and also lightning&lt;br /&gt; 10. Where do you want to be in 6 years - Well, serve God with my voice.&lt;br /&gt; 11. Muffins – Yummy&lt;br /&gt; 12. One of your wish list items - Wish that I could have more comments on my youtube.&lt;br /&gt; 13. Where you grew up - Home, Mentakab,Pahang, Malaysia and still am&lt;br /&gt;14. The last thing you did – Posting my covers on Youtube but fail to upload it.&lt;br /&gt; 15. What are you wearing - my mum knitting blouse and faded jeans&lt;br /&gt; 16. Your TV – SONY&lt;br /&gt;17. Your pets – I don't have a pet.&lt;br /&gt; 18. Your computer – My DELL laptop&lt;br /&gt; 19. Your life – There’s always the ups &amp;amp; downs well as long as I'm happy I could take the challenge.&lt;br /&gt; 20. Your mood - Frustating because I can't upload the song.&lt;br /&gt; 21. Missing someone - Yeah my friends. haha...I miss them so much. Can't wait for college to start.&lt;br /&gt; 22. Your car - I don't have a car and I haven't got my driving licence.&lt;br /&gt;23. Favorite store – BORDERS, MPH, POPULAR, SPEEDY, CD stores, YAMAHA&lt;br /&gt; 24. Your summer – I guess in Malaysia most of the time it’s like summer…hehehe&lt;br /&gt;25. Your favorite color(s) - Baby pink, baby blue, white, purple&lt;br /&gt; 26. When was the last time you laughed - I laughed everyday&lt;br /&gt; 27. When was the last time you cried - Last year.&lt;br /&gt; 28. Last person who emailed you - Ms. Jamela&lt;br /&gt; 29. Your favorite food - Curry chicken&lt;br /&gt; 30. A place you would rather be right now - Germany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tagged 8 people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Shen (RBS pa)&lt;br /&gt;Wai Khoon (MCKL pa)&lt;br /&gt;Sue Ann Ong&lt;br /&gt;Jung Hye Kyung&lt;br /&gt; Esther Liew&lt;br /&gt;Simon Sim&lt;br /&gt;Esther Wee&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan Chiew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-4334944557014058753?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/4334944557014058753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=4334944557014058753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/4334944557014058753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/4334944557014058753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2009/03/tagged-by-abigail.html' title='Tagged by Abigail'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-2556599468080072991</id><published>2009-02-07T03:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T03:34:41.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best birthday ever (12/1/09)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SY1sQ2NRDYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/f1TgU8CNEOs/s1600-h/Venus,+me+and+alesa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300011373169806722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SY1sQ2NRDYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/f1TgU8CNEOs/s320/Venus,+me+and+alesa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venus, me and Alesa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SY1sFJtDXaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/GjFtxoDtfn0/s1600-h/Venus+and+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300011172244970914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SY1sFJtDXaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/GjFtxoDtfn0/s320/Venus+and+I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venus and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SY1rQ8BgDkI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HRG4jDLA3N4/s1600-h/Venus+and+Alesa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300010275219443266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SY1rQ8BgDkI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HRG4jDLA3N4/s320/Venus+and+Alesa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venus and Alesa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SY1rKNBYkwI/AAAAAAAAAFY/GG6QXSWIWPY/s1600-h/Venus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300010159523271426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SY1rKNBYkwI/AAAAAAAAAFY/GG6QXSWIWPY/s320/Venus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venus singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SY1q7EnB0yI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/hOk1DqMP9UY/s1600-h/Singing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300009899567207202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SY1q7EnB0yI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/hOk1DqMP9UY/s320/Singing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Alesa singing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SY1qV3geWdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/A5_RfbYF5aU/s1600-h/Alesa,+me+and+Venus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300009260394895826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SY1qV3geWdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/A5_RfbYF5aU/s320/Alesa,+me+and+Venus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Alesa, me and Venus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SY1qJDFyeQI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8Ec16PeCxDI/s1600-h/Alesa+and+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300009040165894402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SY1qJDFyeQI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8Ec16PeCxDI/s320/Alesa+and+I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Alesa and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Well, it was the awesome birthday I had ever had. Singing karaoke in Green Box for 5 hours until all of us don't have voice the next day. Haha...Alesa didn't know that I know that she is coming and anyway Venus picked me up from my apartment and we reached sungai wang at about 4pm. We went to the Green Box counter and book a room and then I was the birthday girl so it was free for me but not for Venus and Alesa. Venus paid for my green box membership card I wanted to pay it at first but he took out his money and paid it for me. Well, thank you very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So we went inside the room and started selecting some songs to sing. We sing a lot of songs until we don't know what to choose anymore. There were too many songs and i can't even remember what did i sing. Haha...We were all having fun and I'm totally happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Afterthat, we have our dinner and after our dinner we started singing until the time finishes. We took pictures too while singing and after singing. haha...the pictures is up there you can check it out. Haha...I just love singing so much. Although I don't really know how to read chinese but i still sing chinese song but of course got a lot of wrong words lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Anyways, at about 9pm , we went back home of course Venus fetch me back and also Alesa. Then, i went back to my apartment and start working on with my lesson plan. Haha...then after everything is done and went to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;What a tiring and fun day for me. ^_^ Thanks to Venus and Alesa for making my birthday such a great day. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-2556599468080072991?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/2556599468080072991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=2556599468080072991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/2556599468080072991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/2556599468080072991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-best-birthday-ever-12109.html' title='My Best birthday ever (12/1/09)'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SY1sQ2NRDYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/f1TgU8CNEOs/s72-c/Venus,+me+and+alesa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-7320438333505786385</id><published>2008-12-24T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T04:38:22.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So the Drama Chapter 2 (Continued) The Boys.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Daniel Andrew Gabel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A party! It’s been a long time I had never been to a party. It was full of people in the house. It’s such a nice place to hang out. Well, I wonder I will meet that drama girl there. Well, who cares as long as I have fun. I took a drink from the table and suddenly Annabelle came to hug me from the back. She is such a beautiful girl and she is my best friend too. I wish that she could be my girlfriend someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, handsome. How was your day?” Annabelle gave me a peek on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I’m okay. Just that a lot of things need to work on.” I replied, smiling at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey…where is my present?” she asked, helding out her hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Erm…oh, I forgot to bring it.” I joked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh…then you are kick out of this party.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Come on, I’m just joking. Here it is. Happy birthday.” I held out a present wrapped with cute hearts wrapping paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aww…thanks.” She said, hugging me. “Well, got to go. I need to serve other people. Hope you don’t mind. I’ll come and find you later.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t worry, I totally understand.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She left me alone in the crowd which I’m not very familiar with. Although, I’m popular it’s hard to click with those popular guys out there. I just couldn’t stand their attitude. I just like being me. Simple and nice, don’t need be such a show off. Well, actually I wanted to confess my love to Annabelle today but she is too busy. I hope I could do it later when I meet her. I just need to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, buddy. What’s up?” Ryan stood next to me, taking a drink too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, nothing much. Just daydreaming now. Aren’t you suppose to meet the girl named Cole or something?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s Nicole not Cole, okay.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Whatever.”&lt;br /&gt;“Ryan! There you are. I was looking all over for you.” Nicole grabbed a hold of Ryan’s arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry, Nic. Oh, by the way, this is my friend Daniel. Daniel this is Nicole.” Ryan introduce Nicole to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a sweet girl that’s why Ryan likes her a lot. Uh-oh…I’m going to hear him saying his story about he being with Nicole today. Totally gonna get tired of him talking about her and I really need earplugs before I sleep because he will be telling me everything before he sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ryan Nicholas James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Well, I met the most amazing girl tonight and managed to dance with her. Her eyes were so beautiful and I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She has two best friends which is Vanessa and Alyson. They are cute too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aly, why don’t you go and dance?” Nicole asked, smiling at her friend who was sitting alone at the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I don’t have a partner.” Alyson replied her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hello…who says you don’t have a partner?” Anders asked. “May I have this dance with you, princess?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ehem…I just can’t stand you siblings. Couldn’t you just stop acting like a couple?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well…it’s fun you know.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah…and besides I don’t like any girls to stick to me. So..I can say that Aly is my girlfriend.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Haha…very funny.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole was so cute when she made a face because she was annoyed with Alyson and Anders who were acting like couples whereas they are actually siblings. Daniel on the other hand was waiting for his time to confess his love to his beautiful Annabelle which I don’t like that girl at all. Couldn’t stand her attitude. Why can’t she be like Nicole, Alyson or Vanessa? Sometimes, I need to dig Daniel’s eyes to see what kind of girl she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Excuse me, Aly! Aren’t you suppose to be in the kitchen cleaning the dishes?” Annabelle asked, glaring at Alyson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why won’t you just leave Aly alone, Ms. High Almighty?” Anders and Nicole said at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, she is supposed to be cleaning it because it is her job.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Shut up! Ms. High Almighty! I think you need to look at yourself in the mirror before ordering people to do it for you.” I shouted, putting one of my arm around Nicole’s shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Who are you to scold me?” Annabelle asked, flipping her hair to the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I’m Ryan. Nicole’s friend and Nicole’s friends are my friends too while Nicole’s enemies are my enemies too. So…would you mind to leave us alone to enjoy the party.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ahh…” she gasped and went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh…you are such a bomb, Ryan.” Nicole hugged me and gave a peek on my cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I was in heaven. Did Nicole just peek me on my cheek? Oh…that’s so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, thanks Ryan but I still need to wash up the dishes. Got to go.” Alyson flashed a smile at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You don’t have to do it, Aly.” Anders said, pulling her arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I have to or else I won’t get any allowance for the whole week.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, alrite then. I’ll help you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Anders, it’s okay. You stay put and enjoy yourself in the party, okay. I can managed it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No more buts, Anders.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyson went off while Anders went to his friends. Now, it’s left Nicole and I sitting side by side at the nearby table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Erm…so...what do you want to do now?” she asked, smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Come on, let’s go and dance. May I?” I stood up and held out my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sure.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She put her hand on mine and I led her to the dance floor. We danced and danced together with other couples.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-7320438333505786385?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/7320438333505786385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=7320438333505786385' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/7320438333505786385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/7320438333505786385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-drama-chapter-2-continued-boys.html' title='So the Drama Chapter 2 (Continued) The Boys.'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-1019977048455000993</id><published>2008-12-24T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T01:48:23.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home sweet home....</title><content type='html'>Aww...finally I'm at home. Really miss all my hometown friends and also my family. You know without family around it is really sad. Haha...but I'm back here to spend my christmas here although I also miss my friends who are in KL but I'll be back in KL on January so I'll be missing you all who are in KL but please don't forget me, this dumb tomboyish girl here. Haha...well guess what my house is renovated and now it is so nice....the kitchen was fully funished and so do the toilets. Now the toilets are as nice as the toilets in the hotel. Spending Christmas at home is so much fun because I get to meet my cousins, my aunts and of course my family. All of them are back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...tonite everyone might be singing karaoke in my grandma's room as my dad has fixed everything but i'm not sure yet let my parents decide. It's been a long time that we had never sing karaoke together is like more than 6 years we had never sing karaoke together during christmas. Too bad my church don't have caroling this year or else I'll be having a countdown with my hometown friends. Haha..but don't worry I guess I'll message all of you all together.....let's countdown together. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess there is a lot to write after Christmas. So...I'll write more tomorrow. Haha...what time is it? Christmas time....haha....Merry Christmas everyone. ^-^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-1019977048455000993?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/1019977048455000993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=1019977048455000993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/1019977048455000993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/1019977048455000993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2008/12/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home sweet home....'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-1158348669663045513</id><published>2008-12-24T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T01:33:24.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another favourite song from High School Musical 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Right Here, Right Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm yea&lt;br /&gt;Hey Yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can You imagine?&lt;br /&gt;What would happen?&lt;br /&gt;If we could have any dream&lt;br /&gt;I'd wish this moment&lt;br /&gt;Was ours to own it&lt;br /&gt;And that it would never leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i would thank that star&lt;br /&gt;That made our wish come true(come true)&lt;br /&gt; oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Cause he knows that&lt;br /&gt;Where you are is whereI should be too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Right here, Right now&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking at you and&lt;br /&gt;My Heart love the view&lt;br /&gt;Cause you mean everything&lt;br /&gt;Right Here, I'll promise you Somehow&lt;br /&gt;that tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Can wait for some otherDay to be (to be)&lt;br /&gt;But right now there's you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this was forever,&lt;br /&gt;What could be better?&lt;br /&gt;We already proved it was&lt;br /&gt;But in 2,123 hours&lt;br /&gt;Blend in the universe&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make everything&lt;br /&gt;In our whole world change(it's our change, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;And you know that&lt;br /&gt;Where we are will,&lt;br /&gt;never be the same oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right here, Right now&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking at you and&lt;br /&gt;My Heart love the view&lt;br /&gt;Cause you mean everything&lt;br /&gt;Right Here, I'll promise you Somehow&lt;br /&gt;that tomorrow Can wait for some otherDay to be (to be)&lt;br /&gt;But right now there's you and me...&lt;br /&gt;Oh we know it's coming...&lt;br /&gt;And it's coming fast(As long as there's)(You and me)(Oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;So lets make this our second last, make it last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right here,&lt;br /&gt;Oooohhh...Right now&lt;br /&gt;Im looking at you and&lt;br /&gt;My Heart love the view&lt;br /&gt;Cause you mean everything&lt;br /&gt;Right Here, I'll promise you somehow&lt;br /&gt;that tomorrow can wait for some otherDay to be (to be)&lt;br /&gt;But right now there's You and Me(you and me)&lt;br /&gt;Ohh you and me(Ohh...you and me)&lt;br /&gt;But right now there's you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just Wanna Be With You (Ryan, Kelsi, Troy and Gabriella) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a lot of thingsI have to do..&lt;br /&gt;All these distractions&lt;br /&gt;Our futures coming soon&lt;br /&gt;We're being pulled a hundred different directions&lt;br /&gt;But whatever happens I know I've got you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your on my mind your in my heart&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter where we are&lt;br /&gt;It'll be alright&lt;br /&gt;Even if we're miles apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do,&lt;br /&gt;Is be with you, be with you&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing we can do&lt;br /&gt; Just wanna be with you (Only you)&lt;br /&gt;No matter where life takes us nothing can break us apart..(You know its true)&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be with you(Be with you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how life can be&lt;br /&gt;It changes over night&lt;br /&gt;Its sunny but raining, but its alright&lt;br /&gt;A friend like you..Always makes it easy&lt;br /&gt;I know that your kidding me every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through every up, through every down&lt;br /&gt;You know I'll always be around&lt;br /&gt;Through everything you can count on me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do,&lt;br /&gt;Is be with you be with you (yeah be with you)&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing we can do&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna be with you only you&lt;br /&gt;No matter where life takes us nothing can break us apart..(You know its true)&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next song lyrics i  will be posting it later. Haha...enjoy. ^-^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-1158348669663045513?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/1158348669663045513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=1158348669663045513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/1158348669663045513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/1158348669663045513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-favourite-song-from-high-school.html' title='Another favourite song from High School Musical 3'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-2121357531571637006</id><published>2008-12-23T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T01:04:45.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favourite Song From High School Musical 3.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Can I Have This Dance- Troy and Gabriella &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand,&lt;br /&gt;Take a breath,&lt;br /&gt;Pull me close,&lt;br /&gt;Take one step,&lt;br /&gt;Keep your eyes locked on mine&lt;br /&gt;And let the music be your guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't you promise me(Now won't you promise me, that you'll never forget)&lt;br /&gt;You'll keep dancing(To keep dancing)&lt;br /&gt;Where ever we go next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;It's like catching lightening,&lt;br /&gt;The chances of finding someone like you.&lt;br /&gt;It's one in a million,&lt;br /&gt;The chances of feeling the way we do.&lt;br /&gt;And with every step together,&lt;br /&gt;We just keep on getting better.&lt;br /&gt;So can I have this dance?(Can I have this dance)&lt;br /&gt;Can I Have this dance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand,&lt;br /&gt;I'll take the lead,&lt;br /&gt;And every turn will be safe with me,&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid,&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to fall,&lt;br /&gt;You know I'll catch you through it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can't keep us apart(Even a thousand miles can't keep us apart)&lt;br /&gt;Cos my heart is where ever you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh no mountains too high enough&lt;br /&gt;no oceans too wide,&lt;br /&gt;Cause together or not,&lt;br /&gt;our dance won't stop.&lt;br /&gt;Let it rain, let it pour.&lt;br /&gt;What we have is worth fighting for.&lt;br /&gt;You know I believe that we were meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;Oooohhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like catching lightening,&lt;br /&gt;The chances of finding someone like you (like you)&lt;br /&gt;It's one in a million,&lt;br /&gt;The chances of feeling the way (way) we do.&lt;br /&gt;And with every step together,&lt;br /&gt;We just keep on getting better.&lt;br /&gt;So can I have this dance?(Can I have this dance)&lt;br /&gt;Can I have this dance?&lt;br /&gt;Can I have this dance,&lt;br /&gt;Can I have this dance?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-2121357531571637006?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-5475626854969314854</id><published>2008-12-22T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T21:37:45.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HSM 3 Sticker Exchange is superb. ..^-^</title><content type='html'>Guess what time I slept? I slept at 3.00am in the Sunday morning because I was having fun singing in meetoto with Venus and other online friends. It was really nice to play in meetoto I had never known that there is a place for us to sing Karaoke there. Whoo-hooh....thanks to Alesa and Venus for showing me this I can release my stress when I'm stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at about 7.55am to wash up and get ready to put my stuff into my babysitter's place so that I don't need to carry so many things to One Utama afterthat. At that time, I'm so excited to go for the sticker exchange and I was hoping that I would get a prize but guess what I got 2 prizes. Alesa won one but she got lucky draw so she has two prizes too. We were so lucky. I'm so happy. I don't have to spend money to buy the High School Musical 3 Original Soundtrack as I got it free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I get it? I got it by answering the guess the song game and also the question game. The song that was play only two second and I answered it correctly. I'm so happy because it is totally my favourite song in High School Musical 3 which is Can I have this dance? Zac and Vanessa was so sweet as they dance through the song. They are seriously prefect for each other but I just dunno why I prefer Lucas Grabeel than Zac Efron. Haha...maybe because I like Lucas Grabeel cute and funny character in High School Musical. He is seriously talented in singing and dancing. I love his dance moves. Then the second prize that I got is answering a question which is "What is the name of the High School Musical 3's director?" Well...is Kenny Ortega. I love his directing he even directed The Cheetah Girls 2 if i'm not wrong and so do Dirty Dancing which I haven't watch Dirty Dancing before but The Cheetah Girls 2 totally yeah.  Sorry, I'm a total Disney fan so don't mind me talking about Disney's stuff right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did Alesa get the prize? She got it by answering the guess the song game. The song that she answered was High School Musical which I also like it. It is so touching when all of them graduate. Aww...i'm so going to miss High School Musical I also wish my life will be like a High School Musical but that will not happen in real life maybe a crazy girl like me don't mind singing anytime, everywhere and anywhere.  Hehe... while another one she got was a lucky draw. She is super lucky I was not as lucky as her but anyway I'm also lucky. Haha...because this is my luckiest year. I totally didn't really expected that I could get to Camp Rock: Living in The Dream camp and meet JD, UNO, Ean, Natalie, Suki and many more and now I've got to join this and get the presents that I wanted so much. I won't tell you yet because if Alesa knows it she will kill me =P because she don't want to know what is it until she open the present during Christmas day. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, during the sticker exchange of course we had meet a lot of new friends but the closest to us is Falihin. She won a prize too. She guess the song correctly which is "The Boys are Back" .  We met a cute girl name Jasmine. She is very cute and nice. She is also in love with High School Muscial. Haha...well afterthat there is a dancing challenge but only for 8 and below. There is 6 contestant and one of them was Jasmine. There is a cute little boy well don't really know his name but he said his name was Toy Bolton. So the DJ called him as Toy Bolton. He has great moves he followed exactly how Zac Efron dance through the song "Scream". He really did a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterthat, we had a group photo of all the winners of HSM3 Sticker Exchange Party and then later everyone who join the sticker exchange party came up to get a group photo. Alesa and I got Falihin's number and we want to keep in touch and we took pictures together. Sorry I'll post the pictures later because all the pictures is with Alesa. Haha...then time passes so fast and we have to go home I went back to my babysitter's place and at about 7 pm we have our dinner I ate two plates of rice as I was very hungry but i didn't eat tong yun because I don't like to eat. Haha...but it was a really nice dinner and I love it. I'm a very big eater to be honest. ^-^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-5475626854969314854?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/5475626854969314854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=5475626854969314854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/5475626854969314854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/5475626854969314854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2008/12/hsm-3-sticker-exchange-is-superb.html' title='HSM 3 Sticker Exchange is superb. ..^-^'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-2599304614144603436</id><published>2008-12-20T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T02:41:04.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So the Drama (chapter 2) The girls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Alyson Danielle Froebel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aly…look over here?” my brother Anders said, holding a video camera, filming me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Anders…stop with your video taping.” I replied, covering the lens of his video camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, come on, Aly. You have a great voice and you know that. Come on, just sing one song. Please…” making his puppy dog eyes as he knows that my heart will be softened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Alright! Alright!” I said it with a sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So…what song are you going to sing?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Erm…I’ll sing “Who Will I be” by Demi Lovato.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Okie Dokie! Sing it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started singing and my brother Anders was videotaping it. Singing has been my passion since I was a very young girl. Anders is always a kind brother to me although he is not really my real brother because we are from the same father not the same mother. Both of my parents are dead while Anders left his mum and he has a spoilt sister named Annabelle. Well, life is like hell staying in this house because of Anders’ mum, Connie and also Annabelle. They were always treat me like a servant. Well, I know my life is like Cinderella but luckily I only have one stepsister but she is not ugly but pretty. All the guys in my school fell in love with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ALYSON! COME AND CLEAN THE KITCHEN NOW!” Connie shouted from the top of her voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“COMING!” I stopped singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why does she always treat you like that? And I’m in the middle of videotaping an awesome video of you singing.” Anders groaned as he was pissed off with his mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, don’t worry, Anders! Is not like I’m going to go or something. I can sing anytime and you can record it.” I said, cheering him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ALYSON!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Coming!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went down to do the cleaning. Connie was glaring at me for being late. She ordered me to clean it nicely because Annabelle’s bunch of friends are coming for her birthday party today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“After cleaning, I want you to help Annabelle to put on her best dress for her birthday. She is going to be the main princess today. So, I don’t want her to be sad or anything.” Connie said, giving me instructions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, Mum.” I replied, taking the broom and sweeping the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good and I expect everything to be clean in a few minutes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connie went off while Anders coming in with the video camera and videotaping me again. He smiled and helping to cheer me up with his crazy sense of humour in order to make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Let’s give a big hand for our soon to be star Alyson Danielle Froebel.” Anders joked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Shut up! Anders Damian Froebel.” I covered his video camera’s lens. “Can you see that I’m working?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, this is cool. I can even do a debut of “The Cinderella Story.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t be silly, Anders. I’m not suitable to be filmed, okay.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m serious. You are so perfect for this film. Besides, it is a true story. It should not be called “The Cinderella Story” it should be named “Alyson! The Cinderella!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the broom and hit him playfully. He ran and laughed with his video camera. We both had a fun time while Annabelle stood at the corner and jealousy was shown on her face. Anders had never treated her as good as me that’s why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hurry up! Scumbag! Help me to do my hair.” Annabelle called me.&lt;br /&gt;Anders glared at her as he couldn’t stand his sister treating me like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why can’t you just do it yourself? Ms. High Almighty!” Anders snarled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mind your own business, loser!” Annabelle replied &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What did you say? Loser? Look yourself in the mirror before you say me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Guys, stop it okay. Anders, I’m okay with it. Annabelle, let’s go upstairs and I’ll do your hair.” I quickly calm them down before the things gets worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped Annabelle to tie her up with mermaid braids to make her more prettier. I accidentally pulled it to hard and she let out a shriek and her long fingernails scratched my hand. Blood was flowing out from my left hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t you know it is painful, scumbag?” She said, glaring at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry, I’ll do it softly.” I replied, controlling my pain of my left hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last it was done, Annabelle looked very prettier than usual. Sometimes, I really envy her. She has smooth skin while me my skin are as rough as the sand. I stood there looking at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What are you staring? Get to work! You need to finished everything up before everyone comes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh…okay.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicole Anastacia  Wyatt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I put on my favourite white dress that I just bought not long ago. I was invited to Annabelle’s birthday party and besides Ryan is invited too how great is that. Well, I know I don’t really like Annabelle but Ryan, Vanessa , Matthew and Alyson is there. So, I need to go no matter what or else I’ll get punch by Vanessa and Alyson. I don’t really like Annabelle, she loves to order people to do things and I really pity Alyson who has a sister like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Come on, Nic! I need to get to work now. So…we have to go now!” Mum knocked on my door.&lt;br /&gt;“Alright, mum! I’m coming.” I replied, fixing my hair and putting light makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hurry up, little princess! You won’t want to be late for the party.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Alright! How do I look , mum?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Perfect as usual.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went into the car and mum drove the car towards Annabelle’s house. The party lights were on. I was so beautiful that I couldn’t take my eyes off of the pretty lights. I gave my mum a peek on the cheek and walk towards Annabelle’s house. There were so crowded as it was her sweet 16 birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“NIC!” Vanessa and Alyson shouted, waving at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, gals! Sorry that I’m late.” I replied, smiling while giving them a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at Alyson one kind because she just wore a t-shirt and a pair of jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aly, aren’t you going to change your outfit?” I asked, raising one of my eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well....I’m not the main character today and my mum doesn’t want me to outshine my sister so, I have to wear like this.” Alyson replied while pushing her hair behind her ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nessa, where is Matt?” I asked, putting my arm around her shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ehem…somebody missing me?” Matthew suddenly appeared right out from nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We girls just looked another direction because the self-possession of his. Well, to be honest there were many girls in love with him but he just love to hang with Vanessa, Alyson and I . He likes Alyson a lot but Alyson doesn’t seemed to look interested in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Come on, gals! Let’s have some drink!” Alyson pulled us, ignoring Matthew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry, Aly! I’ve got to go and find Ryan.” I replied with an apologetic looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Who the heck is Ryan?” Alyson asked with a puzzled look on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, Ryan is her online boyfriend.” Vanessa said, giggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Did you girls just kept the secret and didn’t tell me anything about this guy, Ryan? How cruel.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Alyson pretended to be angry with us and we just laugh at her reaction. Vanessa has a date with her boyfriend Jason while I have a date with Ryan. I can’t wait to meet him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-2599304614144603436?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/2599304614144603436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=2599304614144603436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/2599304614144603436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/2599304614144603436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-drama-chapter-2-girls.html' title='So the Drama (chapter 2) The girls.'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-3669608740302363783</id><published>2008-12-19T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T08:50:05.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adore rocks....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Lolz...i'm getting crazy with my friends in Kuala Lumpur Baptist Church. They are having a great evanglistic meeting which is Adore. I met a lot of new friends and I had a great time chatting with them although it is very tiring because I'm helping out as a volunteer. Haha....i had a lot of fun. Alesa and I met  Venus there and also my Malacca Camp friends Jon and Sam Mok. I can't believe I met them in KLBC. I miss them so much. It's like 5 years I had never met Sam at least I met Jon in my RBS mission trip. I been asking people to put the registration form into the box and ask them to get a chop. I was busy working and didn't notice that somebody stole the glow-in-the-dark stick. I totally felt bad about it but accidents do happen but I'm glad that many of them made it. The hall was actually quite full and I think that the performance was superb everyone had done their best in making the show nice and entertaining and most important that we managed to reach out to people. It is totally good to see people accepting christ. I'm really happy that Venus has accepted the Lord as his Saviour. Thank God for that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Haha... I met a guy named Cameron...which he says himself Cameron Highlands... haha...well he is kind of nice and funny too. We started chatting with each other before we start our work. All the ushers wears a green Adore T-shirt and the t-shirt is a bit too big for me I should have just take S size instead of M. I miss the front of the performance bcoz I have to make sure everyone puts in the registration form in the box. Alesa was having fun putting on the glow-in-the-dark sticks onto her hand and neck. Haha...it's so much fun to see everyone's happy faces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Packing all the goodie bags it's really fun too. Lillian, Alesa and I were checking all the goodie bags one by one and adding the drinks into the goodie bags but guess what it is not enough for the people who come for the Adore and we gave them a key-chain  cross because we are out of goodie bags. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;After everything, everyone shaked hands and wished everyone Merry Christmas and I wish Merry Christmas to Venus and Esther Ong. Venus was so funny he shaked my hand like I got and electric shock. Haha....he is such a funny guy like we have been friends for years like that. It is always great to make new friends. By the way, I got a christmas present from Jo Pa. Haha....it's a beautiful bracelet. I like it. Thanks to Jo Pa. I dun really have bracelets so I'm happy to have it. Thanks to Jo Pa a million times. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Venus fetch Alesa, Esther and I back to our home. Haha...it is considered my 3rd home. You know why? I'm in Alesa's house and I've been staying quite fequent. I feel bad actually to trouble her mum to come and pick me up from Pandan Jaya Lrt station and so do trouble her to cook for me too. Haha...I really enjoyed myself in Adore and I'm happy that many people came for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ADORE ROCKS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-3669608740302363783?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/3669608740302363783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=3669608740302363783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/3669608740302363783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/3669608740302363783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2008/12/adore-rocks.html' title='Adore rocks....'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-7100265486597259877</id><published>2008-11-20T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T00:05:30.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Continuation of Chapter One (So the Drama) The Boys</title><content type='html'>The Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Andrew Gabel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great this is so lame, Mr. Stoner asked me to combine the music club together with the drama club. I had to meet up with the girl name Alyson something something, the president of the drama club. Why is it so troublesome? I heard that the drama club is having a musical this year. Now, I’m in my room playing my guitar and trying to compose a song which I’m out of idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Will you just stop playing your stupid guitar?” Ryan my roommate was complaining  my noisiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry buddy, I just need to compose a new song because it is like my songs are so out-dated now.” I  replied, still strumming the chords on the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why not you just take the Jonas Brothers song since you like Disney so much. Disney boy.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Shut up! I don’t want to take other people song. I want to be original.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Whatever.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What are you doing anyway?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nothing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What do you mean nothing?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Ryan trying to hide something and I purposely walked towards him, trying to peep what is he doing.  Ryan immediately close the screen of his laptop and smile at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What do you think you are doing?” he asked, taking his laptop to his bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, it seems that you hiding something. Having a private chat with somebody?” I sat back on the bed, flipping my written song book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah…kind of.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Really? Who is she?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You won’t know her but she is studying in your school.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, want me to check her out?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t you ever dare, Mr. Daniel Andrew Gabel!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snorted and still strumming my guitar. Why is it so hard to write a song? As I was strumming, I thought of the girl that I need to meet. What does she look like and is she easy to get along with? I wonder. Looking at the stars outside of the window makes me think of what I can do in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Nicolas James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Daniel throwing a pillow at me and trying to peep my privacy. Look, I added the most amazing girl in my friendster. It is totally hip to know her. She is so sweet and so cute when she chatted with me. We had been sending testimonials to each other for so long. Her name was Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What are you doing besides chatting with that girl?” Daniel asked, writing the chords in his song book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well…checking out some fan fictions on the internet and playing counter strike.” I replied, sending a testimonial back to Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, bro you’ve got to do something more interesting like playing music.” Daniel strummed the guitar a bit too loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I closed my ears and glared at him. Why this guy couldn’t stop playing music? What is so great about playing the guitar? I think dancing would be better. Ring! Ring! My cellphone rang. Daniel groaned as he was jealous that I had more phone calls than him. He continued to play his damn guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Will you just shut up? I’m have a phone call here.” I shouted, flashing him an angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Opps…sorry my bad.” Daniel said, flashing an innocent look at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I just want to strangle him and felt like punching him on the annoying face of his. Well, too bad that I’m such a nice guy to forgive him what he ever done to me. Patience is really a good thing besides he is like a brother to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Daniel, are you seriously going to find your own Gabriella?” I close my phone and trying to ask him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Huh?? What are you talking about?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nothing, it seems like you like to sing I’m sure you want to find a girl with an amazing voice to finish your duet?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Are you sick, bro? Oh…did you just watch too much Enchanted?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not kidding. I think you need to find a Gabriella to finished the duet with you. Since you are Troy already.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Come on, stop joking, Ryan.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Whatever.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my heart, I knew that he wanted to find his own Gabriella. As you all know High School Musical the two love birds right? Troy and Gabriella are such a prefect couple. Since, Daniel’s voice is super nice so he will be Troy and Gabriella will be a sweet looking girl and has a great voice too. He is just trying to drop the subject.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-7100265486597259877?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/7100265486597259877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=7100265486597259877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/7100265486597259877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/7100265486597259877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2008/11/continuation-of-chapter-one-so-drama.html' title='Continuation of Chapter One (So the Drama) The Boys'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-8824051925620347021</id><published>2008-11-11T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T20:28:22.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Alesa again..</title><content type='html'>Alesa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What's the relationship of you and her/him?met her in college and she is my senior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your 5 impressions towards her/him?Impression ya: Funny, outgoing, always cheerful, crazy and HSM fan like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The most memorable things she/he have said to you: Come let's collect all HSM stickers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable things she/he had done for you: help me when I have problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If she/he became your lover, you will: Hmm...lover ar...cannot lah....I'm not lesbian. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If she/he become your enemy, you will: forgive and love her. God says Love your enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If she/he become your lover, she/he has to improve on: Well, just be herself is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If she/he become your enemy, the reason is...bcoz I'm too irritating to her. Hahaha......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The most desirable thing to do on him/her is? Always crack lame jokes or maybe dance crazyly to make her happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The overall impression of him/her is...erm...well...she make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How do you think the people around you feel about you?friendly, cheerful, out-going, talkative and crazy. I think....haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The character of you for yourself is? A lazy person and a dreamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. On contrary, the character you hate of yourself is? being slow. yeah....i'm always slow in catching up with wat my friends are talking about. Haha...and i'm always slow in reactions. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The most ideal person that you wanna be is? a singer and songwriter someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. For the people who c.are about you and likes you, say something about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all are my great friends. When i'm down, you all will be always right by my side. No matter what happened or what i did wrong please forgive me. When you need help or anything I'm always right by ur side to listen to you and help you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten people to tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Leong Eng kor&lt;br /&gt;2. Jia shen (RBS pa)&lt;br /&gt;3. Esther Liew&lt;br /&gt;4. Esther Wee&lt;br /&gt;5. Jon Chiew&lt;br /&gt;6. Kee Ken&lt;br /&gt;7. Yang Jiew (Camp Rock Friend)&lt;br /&gt;8. Amanda (Camp Rock Friend)&lt;br /&gt;9. Lemuel &lt;br /&gt;10. Sue Ann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is no.3 (Esther Liew) a male or female?oF courSe is a female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will no.9 (Lemuel) react if he/she found out that his/her cell phone is lost? I guess he will be superly shocked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If no.7 (Yang Jiew) and no.10 (Sue Ann) were together, would it be a good thing?Hmm... I think for friends should be ok la. Well...if they want to have "jie di lian" is not a problem. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about no.5 (Jon Chiew) and no.8 (Amanda)? Well I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is no.1 (Leong Eng kor) studying about?Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is no.4 (Esther Wee) single?she's pretty! But not sure whether she is couple or single.... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say something about no.6 (Kee Ken)? He is the brother bear. Haha...he is a nice guy. Yeah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-8824051925620347021?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/8824051925620347021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=8824051925620347021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/8824051925620347021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/8824051925620347021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged-by-alesa-again.html' title='Tagged by Alesa again..'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-4507391506399393324</id><published>2008-11-11T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:04:01.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO the Drama (Chapter ONe)  The Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Alyson Danielle Froebel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;“Where is Aly? It’s going to be late already.” Nicole was looking at her watch , waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ve no idea, Nicole. She is always like that.” Vanessa replied as Nicole and her went to their locker to put their books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran towards my locker and put my books. Nicole and Vanessa waiting for me at the  place where we often meet. Our top secret place which is the tree house we made nearby to our school which is Ludwig Maximilian High. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry….I’m really late I know.” I apologized as I breathless after rushing through everything that I need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You are seriously a very busy girl, Aly. You are always rushing everywhere.” Nicole said, smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Luckily, you never left us and ignore us.” Vanessa joked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I would never leave you guys or ignore you no matter how busy I am.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We know. So you brought everything?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah.” Vanessa and I said in unison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I’m into many curricular activities such as drama club, a writer for the school newsletter and many more. One thing, that I never had the guts to show is my passion which is singing. Nicole and Vanessa knows that I could sing very well but I just denied it besides I’m afraid to stand in front of the crowd although I’m the President of the Drama Club. I’m always the one who direct the drama and wrote the scripts. It’s been really busy because of the upcoming presentation and so do competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So…how’s everything coming up, Aly?” Vanessa asked, nudging me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well…it’s okay. Drama has you as the lead role and the lead singer is really the best. You have an amazing voice and you will really rock the house.” I clung to Vanessa, giving her a thumbs up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Erm…about that. Sorry to tell you this. Erm…how am I going to say it?” Vanessa stuttered and her palms began to sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What is it?” Nicole and I asked in unison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m moving.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What?!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way! Our best friend Vanessa is going to leave us. My drama needs her there is no other girls having that unique voice for the lead role. Nicole and I looked at each other and it seems that we had no choice but to let her go. I would really miss her and I wish that we could spent as much time as her. Oh gosh, if she is moving, her brother Matthew is moving too. Oh-no, both lead roles are gone. What am I going to do? It is a major problem. I guess I’ve to cancel drama presentation for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So…when are you moving and where are you moving?” I asked, pulling her and clung her left arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah.” Nicole clung to her right arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll be moving next week. So…I’m going to spent a lot of time in here before I move to Rome, Italy.” Vanessa replied, smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Italy? That is so far away from Germany. Aww…we are so going to miss you.” I said, hugging her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, what about me? You won’t miss me?” a familiar voice rang to our ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Matthew, Vanessa’s brother. The most popular guy in school who swept every girl onto his feet except for three of us which is Vanessa, Nicole and I who had never show interest in him which he felt more comfortable being with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nobody misses you Mr. Popular.” I stuck out my tongue at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aww…come on Ms. Sporty I know you miss me.” He played around with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Very funny. What brings you here Matt?” Vanessa asked, packing her stuffs into her bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nothing really, just wanted to meet you girls.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I think he just one to meet, Aly.” Nicole whispered to Vanessa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I think so too.” Vanessa whispered back and they both started to giggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What are you girls whispering about?” I asked, looking at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nothing, nothing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well…Aly, are you free this week?” Matthew asked, smiling at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Erm…sorry I’ve a lot of things to do maybe next time.” I said, smiling back at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew face fell as he was disappointed at my answer. He smiled at me again and told us that he got to go out with his bunch of friends. We waved goodbye and then Vanessa and Nicole was looking at me like I’ve done something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aly, you know what? He is totally into you. You should give him a chance.” Vanessa gave me a little push.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, Nessa is right. You should. You know that he likes you since primary school.” Nicole said while slurping her drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew likes me? How could that be? It’s not like I’m pretty or what but anyway I only treat him like a friend. He is sweet and popular but I just don’t understand why I can’t like him more like a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicole Anastacia Wyatt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so sad that Vanessa is going off soon but luckily we still have something that can get us connected which is through e-mail, MSN Messenger or facebook. To be honest, three of us I mean Vanessa, Alyson and I were a fan of a Korean boyband which is DBSK. They are super cool I just couldn’t stop liking Max Shim Chang Min. He is so cute. Vanessa likes Hero Kim Jae Joong while Alyson likes U-Know Jung Yun-Ho. Well…Alyson is more into Disney Channel more than Vanessa and I. So…we always call her Disney Girl. She is totally a Disney fan and you can’t stop her from talking about them. I wonder why she just couldn’t show off her talent in order to perform in our school presentation. Her voice is really good as good as Vanessa anyway both of them have their own unique voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home and my little sister was heading out for her tuition class. She said hi and went off to tuition class. I went into my room and turn on my Compaq laptop and got online. Vanessa was online but Alyson wasn’t. Alyson is always busy with her work I wonder when will she spend more time with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiling_Nessa: Hello, Nic. What are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;Crazy_Nicole: Nothing much, just got back and checking my friendster.&lt;br /&gt;Smiling_Nessa: Hey, you know what? I met this good looking guy in friendster. His&lt;br /&gt;                          name is Ryan and he loves the DBSK too. Isn’t it a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy_Nicole: Well…let me check it out, but before that I will go and accept somebody’s&lt;br /&gt;                        request. Brb(Be right back)&lt;br /&gt; Smiling_Nessa: Well…okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy_Nicole on Be Right Back mode.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy_Nicole on online mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy_Nicole: Hey, you know what? The guy you told me just now added me.&lt;br /&gt;Smiling_Nessa: Seriously? Gosh…isn’t he cute. He is a part-time model you know.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy_Nicole: Can see that because he put his model pictures in his album.&lt;br /&gt;Smiling_Nessa: Well…I guess he is interested in you.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy_Nicole: Shut up! If he interested in me the sky will seriously fall down.&lt;br /&gt;Smiling_Nessa: Come on, don’t you think that is fate to put you both together?&lt;br /&gt;Crazy_Nicole: Nessa! I don’t even know him and he don’t even know me. So…how do&lt;br /&gt;                        you know that fate has brought us together.&lt;br /&gt;Smiling_Nessa: I just had the feeling with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“NICOLE! Dinner is ready!” My mum called me from downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Coming!” I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy_Nicole: Sry, Nessa. Gtg now. My mum is calling me down for dinner. Ttyl.&lt;br /&gt;Smiling_Nessa: Sure. Send my regards to your family. Ttyl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sign out of my MSN and then went downstairs straight. Mum was placing the dishes on the table. The aura in the dinning room is smelling so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mum…did just cook my favourite Korean food.” I asked, smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yup. I did. Here’s your kimchi.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh…mum you are the best.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course. I know what my daughter loves best.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave my mum a hug and she said that I need to work hard and don’t let her down. I promised her that I will never let her down but in order to get good results I need to study and cannot be lazing around like a lazy cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-4507391506399393324?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/4507391506399393324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=4507391506399393324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/4507391506399393324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/4507391506399393324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-drama-chapter-one-girls.html' title='SO the Drama (Chapter ONe)  The Girls'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-5298560415262201484</id><published>2008-10-20T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:32:32.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WE ROCK! MALAYSIAN CAMP ROCK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP1HyuJLsWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/gwh-mWJ_P4g/s1600-h/Camp+Rock+50+paticipants+along+with+celebrities+and+DJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259438876544184674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP1HyuJLsWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/gwh-mWJ_P4g/s320/Camp+Rock+50+paticipants+along+with+celebrities+and+DJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;50 campers along with celebrities, Ean and Nat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP1HsbBjVGI/AAAAAAAAAEo/cNE1Kf1C4uE/s1600-h/Camp+Rock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259438768332690530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP1HsbBjVGI/AAAAAAAAAEo/cNE1Kf1C4uE/s320/Camp+Rock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;CAmp ROck &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP1HRtZCIVI/AAAAAAAAAEY/LshYUqnznFk/s1600-h/DSCF0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259438309406548306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP1HRtZCIVI/AAAAAAAAAEY/LshYUqnznFk/s320/DSCF0652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yuszen and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP1GlteWbmI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/s-955gvr5lY/s1600-h/Me,+Keshika+n+Amanda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259437553514606178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP1GlteWbmI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/s-955gvr5lY/s320/Me,+Keshika+n+Amanda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(from left) Me, Keshika, and Amanda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP1EEhcrCuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/qpyQyoUZejY/s1600-h/DSCF0653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259434784327404258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP1EEhcrCuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/qpyQyoUZejY/s320/DSCF0653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(from the back to the front from left) Joshua, Albert, Maneesha, Jessica, Raja, Ravyna, Azliyana, me and Yuszen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP0-A4CRG_I/AAAAAAAAADw/fSGSfkJybUk/s1600-h/Yang+Jiew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259428124601424882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP0-A4CRG_I/AAAAAAAAADw/fSGSfkJybUk/s320/Yang+Jiew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yang Jiew playing the keyboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP09xDs3f3I/AAAAAAAAADo/8IMs-mt-IwI/s1600-h/Natalie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259427852854984562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP09xDs3f3I/AAAAAAAAADo/8IMs-mt-IwI/s320/Natalie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Nat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP08Q7D6tHI/AAAAAAAAADg/hTcRcf2zXes/s1600-h/JD+and+UNo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259426201268302962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP08Q7D6tHI/AAAAAAAAADg/hTcRcf2zXes/s320/JD+and+UNo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;JD and Uno &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP078zkdyEI/AAAAAAAAADY/SbD7OYX6V28/s1600-h/Moots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259425855659952194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP078zkdyEI/AAAAAAAAADY/SbD7OYX6V28/s320/Moots.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Moots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP06M7mpfMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xfzrRR-4JNA/s1600-h/Nor+Fatimah+and+Audi+Mok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259423933671242946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP06M7mpfMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xfzrRR-4JNA/s320/Nor+Fatimah+and+Audi+Mok.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Nor Fatimah and Audi Mok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP04hZ2VS1I/AAAAAAAAADA/w6iolDleowQ/s1600-h/Keshika,+Yang+Jiew,+Me,+Ana+and+Amanda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259422086364220242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP04hZ2VS1I/AAAAAAAAADA/w6iolDleowQ/s320/Keshika,+Yang+Jiew,+Me,+Ana+and+Amanda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(From the left) Keshika, Yang Jiew, Me, Azliyana, and Amanda with our Mickey Mouse headphones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP03jC1ljWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1SfpZk5E5jA/s1600-h/Ian,+Amanda,+Azliyana,+Keshika,+Me+and+Yang+Jiew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259421015035186530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP03jC1ljWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1SfpZk5E5jA/s320/Ian,+Amanda,+Azliyana,+Keshika,+Me+and+Yang+Jiew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Crazy group in Camp Rock! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Syok sendiri....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(From left) Ian, Amanda, Azliyana, Keshika,me and Yang Jiew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP02PbcazbI/AAAAAAAAACw/5uUw8v4PsTE/s1600-h/DSCF0645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259419578531499442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP02PbcazbI/AAAAAAAAACw/5uUw8v4PsTE/s320/DSCF0645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Linda Jasmine and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP01zdxELUI/AAAAAAAAACo/FQ6xiMUWvjk/s1600-h/DSCF0643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259419098118630722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP01zdxELUI/AAAAAAAAACo/FQ6xiMUWvjk/s320/DSCF0643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me and Suki &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP00MOl-meI/AAAAAAAAACg/WZkKs0Rtb1U/s1600-h/DSCF0640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259417324519070178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP00MOl-meI/AAAAAAAAACg/WZkKs0Rtb1U/s320/DSCF0640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div align="left"&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;div align="left"&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;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yang Jiew and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;More pictures to come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-5298560415262201484?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/5298560415262201484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=5298560415262201484' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/5298560415262201484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/5298560415262201484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-rock-malaysian-camp-rock.html' title='WE ROCK! MALAYSIAN CAMP ROCK!'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP1HyuJLsWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/gwh-mWJ_P4g/s72-c/Camp+Rock+50+paticipants+along+with+celebrities+and+DJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-3135256966705911954</id><published>2008-10-20T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T18:41:14.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Camp I've Ever Been ....CAMP ROCK.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This is the first time ever I got into a fabulous camp from hitz.fm. I never thought that I could get into the coolest camp ever. My friends didn’t really believe it and my parent did not either. They all say it might be a prank call or something. Haha…but of course some of my friends believe it. I was worried a little bit actually because as the time passes and the camp is getting nearer but the letter didn’t come until the last week. Phew….I thought my dream never come true but of course in the end the letter came. My housemate came into my room and passed the letter to me. Wow…I love the ticket. The ticket was a very rockin’ ticket. I’m really proud to have it because it is not really easy to get it because they only want 50 potential participants. I really thank God for everything that he had done for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SPyrG0Anu1I/AAAAAAAAABU/4EOeVX30D4Y/s1600-h/Disney+letter_Scan+Copy_Winner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259266598390709074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SPyrG0Anu1I/AAAAAAAAABU/4EOeVX30D4Y/s320/Disney+letter_Scan+Copy_Winner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Disney's letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SPyu3t1X7ZI/AAAAAAAAABk/mt4ZasO2d_E/s1600-h/DSCF0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259270737081396626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SPyu3t1X7ZI/AAAAAAAAABk/mt4ZasO2d_E/s320/DSCF0627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The Ticket to Rock. Love it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So,on 18 of October, my sister fetch me at about 7.30am from my apartment and we stop by at McDonalds for breakfast because we were a bit too early. You know what? My sister and I couldn’t find the way to the North entrance of the ASTRO office. I began to panicked because I’m afraid to lose my chance so I prayed in my heart that the Lord will lead the way and God answered my prayer again. I registered myself in Malaysian Camp Rock with Mr. Albert ticking my name and so do Mr. Adrian collecting my Parental &amp;amp; Xavier Form and the Ticket to Rock. Actually, before I got into the ASTRO office the first friend I met is Puteri which is older than me two years. We just greet each other but didn’t talk as much. When I got in, got my breakfast and stood beside a sweet girl considered my second friend with her mother waiting to get into our bus to KLPAC. Her name was Cydney. We chatted and chatted. Then, her mother had to go and so we went into the waiting place and sat on the chair. Okay, now there is another girl oh-no I forgot her name. Sorry, sometimes I do have a bad memory. Haha…I chatted with her until I didn’t hear that I was supposed to go into the bus with the online bus. See…once I got excited I’m in my own world. Just like music once I’m listening to music I’ll be into the music and feel myself in the song. That’s me. Haha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, when I got into the bus I sat alone and then I met another friend again…haha…she is also a sweet girl named Azliyana. We started talking about ourselves to each other and we totally became fast friends. We are talking as if we are like a long lost friend that have never seen each other for years. Haha…then Esther the host of the bus she tell brief us everything about the camp. She asked us to fill up the form and asked us to tick which class we want to attend. Of course, everyone ticked everything, we want to learn everything. After passing up the form, she gave us a game to play by using the letters of the words of the letter CAMP. So we have to think of four words. For example, Cat Attacks My Pig that was Ian’s sentence. Haha…he is a funny guy and the most popular person in Camp Rock. I helped Linda Jasmine’s son named Qalif so I just made up a stupid sentence which is Crab At My Place which was that doesn’t exist. So, I won a Disney CD cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally reached to our dream place which is KLPAC where all the classes are. Haha…we are totally excited to go into the place but I need to go to another room first before going into the room of where the classes are. I went into the room and sat down beside three new friends. Haha…their names were Amanda, Keshika and Yang Jiew. We were all very nervous because we are the first to meet the songwriters which were Pop Shuvit and also Audi Mok and Nor Fatimah. Not only that, we were nervous that we need to perform our composed song which we are the only ones that send it in our lyrics of the song. Before Camp Rock, I received a called from Disney and they asked me to perform on that day. My mouth hung opened when they asked me. I told them I haven’t get the chords and I don’t know how to write the notes. Haha...but anyways I managed to figured it out by using my hearing after my test on Wednesday. Then, I started practicing it until the day comes. Okay, back to Camp Rock, all of them interviewed us like asking us why do we like song writing . I was nervous so I just simply say out an answer which is like because I like to music. Uno says that it is not the thing. Then, I calmed myself down and gave him a reasonable answer. I told him that I like song writing is because I want to write my feelings out for people to know. To be honest, Uno don’t know how to read notes but how they can write the song so meaningful and nice. Well, it’s a gift I guess. Haha….Audi read my lyrics of the song and he liked it because it is original. Yang Jiew’s one the lyrics is very nice and so do Amanda’s and Keshika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before, going into the first class, we put ourselves who is going to perform first. All of us couldn’t decide. So I suggested that we just go according to our intials. So, Amanda was first , then I go second, Keshika the third and then Yang Jiew. Ean and Natalie was the host throughout the whole camp. Ean was a really funny guy and Natalie is also a funny girl. They were the DJ’s of hitz.fm. Then, everything started, JD and Uno the Pop Shuvit came into the class to talked a little bit about themselves and tell us about how do we write a great song. And then suddenly Natalie and Ean asked them to write a song about Breakfast. JD just took out the guitar and played a tune and he started singing along with Uno. Wow…they are really talented. I really envy them and I wish I could write like them. Afterthat, we have Audi Mok and Nor Fatimah talking about themselves and then tell us on something related to song writing then the time comes and four of us have to perform. Amanda went up on stage and before she performed Natalie asked her a few question and then she started to sing with her music that she burn it into the CD. Wow…she totally rocked although she was very nervous. The judges commented on her song and they say it was not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my turn was next I was very nervous and Natalie asked me a few question like what was the title of the song. I told her it was ‘I love you’. And then she asked me is there whom I love in college or something. I was silent a little bit. Then, she doesn’t want to force me to say it. So I walked towards the keyboard and then put my lyrics on the stand but the keyboard seems to be not the piano sound so UNO tried to help but he doesn’t know how to used it so JD tried to helped too so while they were fixing it Natalie pulled me and asked who do I really love my mom, dad, a boy or something? I told her straight away it was my mum and dad. Haha…and then behind that I told her that I secretly like somebody from college too but I didn’t tell her his name because it is a secret. Haha…then I perform the song and then I made a little mistake due to my lack of practice. After finishing the song, the judges commented on my song. JD said that it was well structured and it was a sweet song and so do the other judges, well actually I forgot what they said but it really made me happy. It helps and it makes me want to write more songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was Keshika’s turn. She was very nervous too because she is singing without music because she don’t really know how to play the song and she has a band to play for her but she never get to bring them. Haha…anyways, she did a great job and love her voice. She received good comments too. JD even gave her his card and asked her to call them so that they can do a demo CD with her and her band while me Audi Mok asked me to send him the recorded song to him. Well, I didn’t know that Audi Mok would like my song because I’ve always think my song is not nice but I don’t know my friends like it too. Seriously, it’s like a dream come true. I don’t know whether Amanda and Yang Jiew have anything but I hope they have it too because they are good composers too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked Yang Jiew’s composed song. His song is like it can be a theme song of a drama. The words were very meaningful too but he was really nervous so he played a lot of wrong notes but the song is really nice and sweet too. I wish that I could composed like him. Nor Fatimah likes his song too. He did a great job. We all gave him a thumbs up to encourage him and told him that it’s okay to be nervous because all of us are totally nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the performance, we each had a gift which is a Mickey Mouse earphone. I didn’t expect that I would get a gift too because I thought we only perform. We were all very happy. We took pictures with our prizes along with Ean and Natalie. There was a short break before going to next class which is Singing 101 Voice Showcase. We got JD, Uno and Audi Mok’s signature with nice words and also took pictures with them too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SPyxIY_yNYI/AAAAAAAAABs/-36WKydN6R8/s1600-h/Yang+Jiew,+me,Keshika+&amp;amp;+Amanda"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259273222568949122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SPyxIY_yNYI/AAAAAAAAABs/-36WKydN6R8/s320/Yang+Jiew,+me,Keshika+%26+Amanda" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 4 composers and song writers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SPy036_maFI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Qw6nP8EndD4/s1600-h/DSCF0637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259277337683716178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SPy036_maFI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Qw6nP8EndD4/s320/DSCF0637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;JD and I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP0yQiXyLvI/AAAAAAAAACY/Gh7L0F8E8EE/s1600-h/DSCF0639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259415199524466418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SP0yQiXyLvI/AAAAAAAAACY/Gh7L0F8E8EE/s320/DSCF0639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uno and I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the next one was Singing 101 where we can learn how to sing in a proper way. Suki came into the room and talked a few minutes and she performed the Disney Camp Rock’s This is Me in Malay which was ‘Siapa Ku’ and also her new debut song ‘Usah’. Then, our vocal teacher named Maziah came in and teach us the techniques’ on how to sing. She asked us to put our fingers on our part which is the diaphragm and tried to breathe in the air and make our mouth vibrate haha…I dunno how to say that so I just used mouth vibration. I can do the mouth vibration but not the tongue vibration. Haha…it was really funny to learn this things but it is part of singing. We really have fun doing it anyway although it is a little bit dizzy because the air came into my head so that it is the correct way to sing. Then we have a competition of singing the song “This is Me” by Demi Lovato. I teamed up with Azliyana while Amanda, Keshika and Yang Jiew teamed up together. Yuzhen, i think I dunno how to spell his name teamed up with Raja which is totally cool Yuszen can really do the beatbox. It was super cool. I thought they would had win the first but I didn’t believe that Azliyana and I won it. Azliyana also was shocked. We won a Mickey Mouse Webcam. We were so happy and we hugged each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was lunch time and Ian, Amanda, Keshika, Azliyana, Yang Jiew and I were so crazy we went up stage and took a crazy picture. Yang Jiew and I did the Demi Lovato posed while the others just do their favourite pose. Afterthat, we went down for our lunch and guess what I just managed to get three strands of spaghetti and my friends were looking at me. I said “What? I know that I only have three strands of spaghetti. It was finished so it’s okay.” Then, Ian took out his guitar and started playing and singing a song. Then, the girls from another table came over and took picture with him. Haha…Ian the popular guy loved by the girls because of his sense of humour. Well, I just admire him that’s all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, it was Showmanship 101 which Moots came into the class to tell us what are things that we can’t do when we are on stage while Ean do the demo to show us what which we are not supposed to do. Then, afterthat Linda Jasmine taught us how to look good on stage ,if we done some mistake on stage don’t ever stop,go on. After teaching us, we are teamed up again to have a competition to dance along with the song “We Rock”. Well, the songwriters were teamed up together again. Haha…it is Keshika, Amanda, Yang Jiew and me. I seriously don’t know what to do on stage so I just simply dance when the part Mitchie and Shane sang, Yang Jiew just figure out something and just called me by using his finger and I just followed him. Although we didn’t win but we totally enjoyed it. The winners that I know is Ian, Qalif and Cydney for showmanship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, coming to the last class which is Dancing 101. We met Alam and he told us about himself. He learned dancing because he saw someone during football flipped a stunt which was really cool afterthat he started learning and getting the hang of it. He learned breakdance too. He dance along the song “Hasta La Vista”. He is totally amazing. Then, Linda Jasmine taught us how to dance to the tune “Hasta La Vista” the first time I met Linda Jasmine was in Akademi Fantasia. She was a great dancer and so do coaching. Anyway, to be honest dancing is not my specialty which I can’t really get the moves. And as usual, there is a competition again this time is Dancing along with the song “Hasta La Vista” with the steps that Linda Jasmine taught. Although, my group didn’t win but one of our team members won which is Jessica. She is really good. She won the “Original Soundtrack of Camp Rock.” It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the camp is coming to an end. I will totally miss this awesome camp. I will miss Ean, Natalie and my new friends in camp such as Jessica, Azliyana, Keshika, Ian, Amanda, Yang Jiew, Raja, Yuszen, Ravyna, Maneesha and many more. We took lots of picture and then we have our tea. After tea, we head back to our bus and they on the Camp Rock song again but we told them that we don’t want to listen it anymore we have enough for a day, we asked them to change it to hitz.fm which is our favourite radio station. Mr. Albert suggested we play a game which is “Guess the Disney Song” he is going to read the lyrics of the song and we guess it. The person that guess it right have to sing the part of the song and he/she will win a prize. The first song that he asked I managed to answer it was “This Is Me” and he asked me to sing it. After singing it, he said that he going to get goosebumps. Haha…he is a very funny guy too. Anyways, afterthat the next song Azliyana managed to answer which is the song “We Rock” . Then, afterthat Maneesha answered the next song which is “You are The Music In Me”and then Jessica managed to answer the song too which is “Colours of the Wind”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we are too smart, Mr. Albert asked us a more difficult question which was “What was the ordering of the songs of the Disney’s Original Soundtrack Camp Rock?” Yuzhen wanted to answered it but didn’t managed to answer it. Poor guy. Then one of the girls who was sitting in front got it. Then, he asked another question which was asking about the chorus of the song and sing it “Siapa ku” by Suki. I sang out the chorus part and I won a Disney pencil box. I’m so happy. We finally reached the ASTRO office and then we took our last picture with Mr. Albert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sry I will upload the photos as soon as possible. And continue to write more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-3135256966705911954?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/3135256966705911954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=3135256966705911954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/3135256966705911954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/3135256966705911954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2008/10/best-camp-ive-ever-been-camp-rock.html' title='The Best Camp I&apos;ve Ever Been ....CAMP ROCK.'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SPyrG0Anu1I/AAAAAAAAABU/4EOeVX30D4Y/s72-c/Disney+letter_Scan+Copy_Winner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-8818740712776558344</id><published>2008-10-09T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T17:59:49.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping in the charity....it's so much fun^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Helping in the charity is so much fun. Yesterday, i helped my friend Rachel and her group which is Mohana, Xin Zi, Rachel W.S.F and Abigail. I helped Rachel in the morning to put up the stocks of what they want to sell which was cookies, bookmarks (handmade), sweets and keychains. All the money will all go to the orphanage that they are going to visit. Actually is part of our project but of course we didn't do it because of the project but the sake of the children in the orphanage. I looked at the children and I really pity them. We are so fortunate that we have parents to take care of us and feed us but look at this children they have no parents and they had never had their parents love before. So we really must appreciate more and love our parents more. Help this children show them more love towards them so that they can have more love from us. Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So back to the story, as I helping to sell and of course there are some complains that the price is too expensive and something like that but hello that is what charity is. All the money will go to the children not into our pockets. I know is quite expensive but it is worth it when it comes to donate to the poor children in the orphanage. They have to understand that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Then at about 4 pm like that our friends from the ECE class also bought a few things from us. Haha...guess what Jian Shi was bullied again by all of us. Haha...we said that the leftovers will be paid by Jian Shi. Haha...it is so funny. You should see the reaction of his face. So cute. Wai Khoon also another one get bullied by us. Too bad because they are the only guys in our class. Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Anyways, guess what they were kittens in the student lounge. 4 little kittens is so cute. Wish to rare them but then apartment cannot allow. so...like that . Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-8818740712776558344?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/8818740712776558344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=8818740712776558344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/8818740712776558344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/8818740712776558344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2008/10/helping-in-charityits-so-much-fun.html' title='Helping in the charity....it&apos;s so much fun^_^'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-5117524929784442562</id><published>2008-10-08T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:17:21.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got scolded in front of the A levels' students</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I shouldn't have come early to college yesterday. My lecturer just burst out at me when I was talking to a few of my friends from A levels'. She was scolding me about the tap wasn't turn off because there was no water on tuesday so somebody might have forgotten to turn off the tap. It wasn't my fault actually although is everyone's fault. If she wants to scold just wait until everyone to come first only scold. Actually my mood was really happy that day and yeah she made my day I was not in the mood during class everything that another lecturer taught didn't get into the head. Everything was blank and I couldn't even understand what is she telling us about. *sighs* i seriously need to ask my lecturer to explain the notes again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Well...i dun want to talk about the lecturer who scold me anymore. The more I say about her the more angry I get. So I want to stop talking about that. So, yesterday during break time at about 7pm I went down and play basketball along with my coursemates Wai Khoon (papa) and Jian Shi (Uncle) shhh....dun let Jian shi know that I call him uncle afterwards he kill me..haha...anyways I really have fun teasing him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Guess what I got the HSM 3 songs from the internet. It is seriously so nice. My favourite song was "Right Here, Right now", "Can I have this dance", "High School Musical" and "The night to remember" . I seriously can't wait for the movie to be out on cinemas. Quickly...come 24th october. Haha....as usual I'm totally a big fan of HSM. Even my friends called me disney girl. haha...because everything is so disney. 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Hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-5117524929784442562?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a53d058b9598092a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/5117524929784442562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=5117524929784442562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/5117524929784442562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/5117524929784442562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2008/10/got-scolded-in-front-of-a-levels.html' title='Got scolded in front of the A levels&apos; students'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SO2vsCCOFgI/AAAAAAAAABM/TTq1coEfyuY/s72-c/11239835_gal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-2579621342767784698</id><published>2008-10-04T01:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T01:46:41.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My best friend house.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Guess what? I went to my best friend's house on Tuesday. I had so much fun in her house although it is so bored there. We have a lot of things to talk about as we didn't meet for so long already. She used to have curly hair but she straighten her hair and it did look nice on her but she is still herself. Haha...miss her so much. We started talking about our college life and of course guys....haha...but nothing much about guys bcoz we are more to guy celebrities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We watch Camp Rock together. Haha..it's like my 7th time watching it. Sorry I'm too in love with Camp Rock. So after watching it we suddenly think of writing a fanfic with them inside along with Jesse McCartney, Ashley Tisdale, Miley Cyrus, Sara Paxton and many many more. I dunno. It's just a made up fanfic. I'm protraying as Keira Desiree Jonas which is Jonas brothers' sister haha....crazy huh and my best friend protraying as my sister as usual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-2579621342767784698?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/2579621342767784698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=2579621342767784698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/2579621342767784698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/2579621342767784698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-best-friend-house.html' title='My best friend house.'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-5573056024393076251</id><published>2008-10-03T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T03:17:22.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stayed in Alesa's house.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It's fun to stay in Alesa house I love being with Alesa and Irene. They are just my best buddies and they are so cute. Guess what we like cats too. Guess what i won them in Monopoly.....I'm the richest person in Monopoly. haha...because I own more places i think...haha...and all of us bought the whole stretch of places...haha...and we just play until we need to go to the orphanage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The orphanage we met a lot of children. The children are so cute and shy but after a while they started bullying Alesa and me. Poor Irene was called aunty...haha,...maybe is because of  how she dress i think. The boys in the orphanage are so talented. They know how to play the guitar and they can sing too. Haha...guess what are they trying to do. They try to captivate Alesa, Irene and me. They even go into a playful fight to see who win and get all three of us. They are so funny. We asked for their names they tell us they don't have name. But a few of them told us their names, Melvin, Jason, Andrew. Michael and others they didn't really tell their names. However, the girls there was Hui Yi, Josie, Eunice, Xin Yi, Samantha and many more...haha...they are very sweet and cute too. Eunice likes to talk a lot and loves disney like i do especially High School Musical. We all sat around and watch Lilo and Stich. We talked to some of the helpers in the Sunbeams Home. At about 5 pm we went back to Alesa's house. All of them looked quite sad especially Hui Yi. She almost cried when three of us go but we tell her we will be coming back to see her again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So...we went back to Alesa's house. As usual her dog barks at us. It never stops barking especially to strangers. Afterthat , Alesa went to the church while Irene and I stayed back and went online chatting with some of our friends. Haha...then Irene talked to her boyfriend Tony who was so shy when I laughed at him and he kepts on covering his face with his blanket. Then a few hours later, Alesa came back and both of us bully him. haha...we kept on making him and joked with him. He is a very nice guy to talk to. Irene is so lucky to have him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Well...wat else to write I think that's all about us staying in Alesa's house. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-5573056024393076251?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/5573056024393076251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=5573056024393076251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/5573056024393076251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/5573056024393076251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2008/10/stayed-in-alesas-house.html' title='Stayed in Alesa&apos;s house.'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-861640445907902709</id><published>2008-10-03T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T04:05:48.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Alesa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;RULE: Each player of this game starts off with 15 weird things / habits / little known facts about yourself.People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 15 weird habits / things / little known facts as well as state this rule clearly.At the end, you need to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names.NO TAG backs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;1) I am totally in love with Disney movies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;2) I love to make movie clips. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;3) I love to make blends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;4) I love to eat McDonald ice-cream with french-fries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;5) I dance like crazy at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;6) I don't care where am I, I just continue singing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;7) Dun really like to study but if it is my subject i love to go on doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;8) I'm a dreamer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;9) Burst into a made up song but doesn't really know how to use words to compose songs (weird huh? can made up a silly song but when comes to composing song can't even do it) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;10) Scared to be left in a dark place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;11) Easy to get bullied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;12) I act and sing to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;13) Can be crazy with friends . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;14) Talks in sleeps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;15) Emotional person although didn't show it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ten person i tagged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ong Sue Ann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Joanna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kee Ken (Brother Bear) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Leong Eng kor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Esther Liew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Esther Wee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Jon Chiew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Daphne Wee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Jia Shen (RBS pa) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Wai Khoon (MCKL pa) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-861640445907902709?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/861640445907902709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=861640445907902709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/861640445907902709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/861640445907902709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged-by-alesa.html' title='Tagged by Alesa'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-1483357674170726418</id><published>2008-09-26T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T05:55:21.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Rock to no-go to GO....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Guess what? I'm going to our Malaysian one and only Camp Rock. At first was Camp Rock is no-go but hitz.fm called me on on Monday. My heart leapt for joy when they ask me for my address so that they can send it to Disney Channel so that Disney can send me all the details about the camp. I seriously can't wait to go. It's like a dream come true. I told my friends Alesa and Irene about that because they were beside me when hitz.fm called. I was in Alesa's house for a slumber party. Her mother gave us a lot of food to eat until Irene and I got so full. This is so much fun. I was so happy about it I get to go a music camp to get to know more about music and sharing with to everyone in the camp which have the same interest. I'm going to have a lot of friends there. They only choose 50 people for the camp. So...you need to audition to get in. I got in. Camp Rock is going to be the nicest camp I going to go this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SNzQINfPNFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/nT13DtspVP8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250300105085367378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SNzQINfPNFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/nT13DtspVP8/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SNzPm4mBAqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Ztv77mj0_pk/s1600-h/Camp+Rock.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Demi and Joe. Aren't they sweet together??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SNzPm4mBAqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Ztv77mj0_pk/s1600-h/Camp+Rock.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250299532540969634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SNzPm4mBAqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Ztv77mj0_pk/s320/Camp+Rock.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SNzPm4mBAqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Ztv77mj0_pk/s1600-h/Camp+Rock.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Nick, Joe, Demi and Kevin...love them lots...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Not only I get to go to Camp but I get to see my favourite host Azura Zainal. The girl who hosted Disney Buzz in Disney Channel along with Jien but sadly couldn't see Jien. Haha....i like them both a lot but only one of them are coming for Camp Rock. I'll get to see Suki the one million winner of 2006 who sings the Camp Rock song This is Me in Malay which is Siapa Ku. That is my favourite song in Camp ROck. She is really good and I like her. She is same age as me and I was hoping to meet and I actually going to meet her in October. I seriously can't wait. Everything is just like a dream but the only thing now is i hope that it won't fall on the day of my class. Please Lord I know you are kind and I really want to go to this Camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SNzWsMqiFCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IkEUWBFulK0/s1600-h/sv_02disney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250307320409363490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SNzWsMqiFCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IkEUWBFulK0/s320/sv_02disney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Jien and Azura my favourite host. ^_^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SNzXJatBCEI/AAAAAAAAABE/5Z5To4oNPwg/s1600-h/Suki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250307822394083394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SNzXJatBCEI/AAAAAAAAABE/5Z5To4oNPwg/s320/Suki.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Suki the million dollar baby. Love her voice...wish that my voice is as nice as hers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Haha....yesterday my friend named Amanda wants to record her voice to join in the contest to go Camp Rock. So....she sang the song "Start of Something New" and she needs a partner. So...it happened that Shim Rong was there so they both sang. Shim Rong was really good but as for Amanda she really has to practice more. All the best Amanda. Alex on the other hand loves the song "This is Me" he kept on calling me to play it over and over again . I gave him listen to my singing the one I recorded to send it to the audition. So...he gave opinion about it. I know is a little bit pitchy that's why I really need vocal classes. haha...so I need to train up my voice in order to make my voice better. Well....I'm a girl who really loves singing and love to use my songs to make people happy or maybe even draw people to the Lord if I could. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-1483357674170726418?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/1483357674170726418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=1483357674170726418' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/1483357674170726418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/1483357674170726418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2008/09/camp-rock-to-no-go-to-go.html' title='Camp Rock to no-go to GO....'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SNzQINfPNFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/nT13DtspVP8/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-4584791767731623389</id><published>2008-09-23T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T19:24:33.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Presenting the Footstool Players.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm happy that I went to my sister's boyfriend's church for service on Sunday. The footstool players were very good in acting and the theme and the story is awesome. Totally awesome. I wish that i could be one of them too. Haha...the theme is entitled "Crazy Little Thing Called Love." The play has two acts. Act one is deal with love, courtship and marriage, while Act two deals with family relationships. Each act is 55 minutes long, and there will be a short intermission between acts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The cast and characters were Colin Kirton, Ann Choo, Jonathan Tan, Sean Low, Ee Soon Wei(these I know)   Linora Low, Adrene Wong( These I don't know) They are totally awesome. I love the part that Colin Kirton acted as Billy the little boy. He was so cute and kept on asking Jonathan Tan who acted as the father of Billy. Haha...it was so hillarious and I couldn't stop laughing. This little Billy is an adopted child and he kept on asking his father that do he love him? The father told Billy that he loved him. Billy seems to don't understand. He thinks that he do more good things then he would be loved. Haha....i think i better not give out too many secret out because this cannot be said out. Haha...if not then it is not great anymore. You all should go and watch it. There having it again in the Kuala Lumpur Performing Arts Centre (KLpac) Pentas 2. They are having it on 6-8, 15 Nov 2008 @ 8.30pm, 8-9, 15- 16 Nov 2008 @ 3.00pm. Tickets: RM 30 adults/ RM20 students, senior citizens and disabled. Tickets on sale from late September, Check &lt;a href="http://www.klpac.com/"&gt;www.klpac.com&lt;/a&gt;.  For more information on Footstool Players, visit them online at &lt;a href="http://www.footstoolplayers.com/"&gt;www.footstoolplayers.com&lt;/a&gt;. If you don't want to pay I guess I'll have you check which church they are going next. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Anyways, I'm glad that I could see Colin K., Ann Choo and also Jonathan Tan. It's been a long time I didn't meet them. I gave Ann Choo a hug while Jon and Colin a handshake. And we talk about everything about the how we are and what are we currently doing. We just chatted and laughing at each other. Ann Choo asked why is my leg is still the same as last time. Haha....it reminds her about RBS which i got my leg sprained. A clumsy girl i guess. Haha....I miss RBS and my RBS friends too. I want to meet them. I'm waiting for the next reunion. Hey....GUYs when are we going to meet???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-4584791767731623389?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/4584791767731623389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=4584791767731623389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/4584791767731623389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/4584791767731623389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2008/09/presenting-footstool-players.html' title='Presenting the Footstool Players.....'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-26071857281193733</id><published>2008-09-19T14:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T08:39:09.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagging .....^_^</title><content type='html'>Tag Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. The rules of the games get posted at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;3. At the end of the post, the player then tags 5 people and posts their name, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them to know they got tagged and to ask them to play and read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting time = 11:11pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name = Desiree&lt;br /&gt;Sisters = Yes&lt;br /&gt;Brothers = Yes&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size = 5 to 6&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live = Sri Impian, Brickfields&lt;br /&gt;Favorite drink = Watermelon juice&lt;br /&gt;Favorite breakfast = Cereal and sugar biscuits&lt;br /&gt;Have you been on a plane = Yes&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean = Yes&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep in school = Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Broken someone’s heart = Ya&lt;br /&gt;Fell of your chair = Yes! :P&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call = Yes&lt;br /&gt;Saved e-mails = Yes&lt;br /&gt;What is your room like = simple&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate = Tempayaki&lt;br /&gt;Ever hadChicken pox = Yes&lt;br /&gt;Stitches = No&lt;br /&gt;Broken nose = No&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight = No&lt;br /&gt;Like picnics = Depends&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you danced with = Shim Rong during BBQ nite&lt;br /&gt;Last person who made you smile = Alesa my college Buddy =P&lt;br /&gt;Today did youTalked to someone you like = Yes&lt;br /&gt;Kissed anyone = No&lt;br /&gt;Get sick = Nope....but i sprained my ankle&lt;br /&gt;Talked to an ex = No...i don't have any boyfriends before.&lt;br /&gt;Missing someone = Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Best feeling in the world = Hoping my dreams will come true.&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals = Yes&lt;br /&gt;What’s under your bed = Nothing&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now = 11.20pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RandomQ:&lt;br /&gt;is there a person on your mind right now = Yes&lt;br /&gt;Q: do you have any siblings = Yes&lt;br /&gt;Q: do you want children = Yes ...and i hope it would be twins which is a boy and a girl&lt;br /&gt;Q: do you smile often = Yes&lt;br /&gt;Q: do you like your hand-writing = Okok loh&lt;br /&gt;Q: are your toes painted = Yes&lt;br /&gt;Q: whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in = Nobody's ...I love to sleep on my bed&lt;br /&gt;Q: what colour shirt are you wearing = Black&lt;br /&gt;Q: what were you doing at 7.00 yesterday = writing my blog and customizing my blog&lt;br /&gt;Q: I can’t wait till = I'm chosen to be in Camp Rock&lt;br /&gt;Q: when did you cry last = During CF Camp got stung by a wasp.&lt;br /&gt;Q: are you a friendly person = Yeah...I love being friends&lt;br /&gt;Q: do you have any pets = No&lt;br /&gt;Q: where is the person you have feelings for right now = Somewhere over the rainbow...&lt;br /&gt;Q: did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now = Not really&lt;br /&gt;Q: do you sleep with the TV on = No&lt;br /&gt;what are you doing = Chatting with friends and watching videos on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;Q: have you ever crawled to your mother or father = Yes&lt;br /&gt;Q: can you handle the truth = I'll try.&lt;br /&gt;Q: are you closer to your mother or father = My father&lt;br /&gt;Q: who was the last person you cried in front of = CF Campers&lt;br /&gt;Q: how many people can you say you’ve really loved = let's see....no idea.&lt;br /&gt;Q: do you eat healthy = Dunno&lt;br /&gt;Q: do you still have pictures with you and your ex = I dun have a boyfriend so is a no&lt;br /&gt;Q: have you ever cried because of something someone said to you = Yes&lt;br /&gt;Q: how often do you go to church = Every week =)&lt;br /&gt;Q: if you’re having a bad day, who are you mostly likely to go to = Friends&lt;br /&gt;Q: are you loud or quiet most of the times = Loud&lt;br /&gt;Q: are you confident = Depends on the situaTion&lt;br /&gt;Q: 5 things I was doing ten years ago . . . (1998)- That time I was only 9 years old... loves singing and joining singing peformances that are held in school. watching favourite cartoon on tv, playing computer games, chatting on ICQ.&lt;br /&gt;Q: 5 snacks I enjoy- Super Ring, Twisties, Chacos, Potato Chips and Cheesels&lt;br /&gt;Q: 5 things I would do if I were a billionaire:- Give to the poor, Give some to parents, Buy a house,Travel with parents, try to pursue on my dream ( go for vocal classes)&lt;br /&gt;Q: 5 of my bad habit:- Talk Loud- like to sing wherever i am- Sometimes selfish- Lazy ....i dunno lah&lt;br /&gt;Q: 5 places I’ve lived in:- Brickfields, Mentakab, Cameron Highlands, Fraser's hill, Genting Highlands&lt;br /&gt;Q: 5 people tat u tagged:- everyone who wants to be tagged&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-26071857281193733?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/26071857281193733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=26071857281193733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/26071857281193733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/26071857281193733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2008/09/tagging.html' title='Tagging .....^_^'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-9086733505646621988</id><published>2008-09-19T14:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T08:00:11.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What an unlucky day....=(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Okay, first unlucky thing that happened to me was I sprained my ankle and I need to walk 20 minutes to school which takes me 30 minutes to walk. Another unlucky thing is Mr. Moey canceled Moral studies last minute. Poor Jian Shi. He had to go all the way back which he had only stayed for fifteen minutes in class and he had to go back because of Mr. Moey last minute information of cancelling the class but actually I'm happy too lah. Dun have to go for the boring class mah. Anyway, luckily that I have group meeting with Wai Khoon and Rachel Dass today or else I will just waste my time in college doing nothing. Wai Khoon, Rachel Dass and I started giving ideas of how we want to do the story for our arts and drama. Haiz...so many assignments to be done. Afterthat, Rachel Dass, Charis, Wai Khoon and I walked out to grab something to eat as our lunch but for me is brunch because I didn't have breakfast in the morning. I ordered curry mee while Rachel Dass and Wai Khoon ordered Yong Tau Foo mee and Charis ordered Wan Tan mee. We chatted among ourselves about what is going on in college. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Then, afterthat and after class was canceled Alesa, Irene, Rachel Wong Yin Qing and I planned to go to cheras to check out the orphanage but Alesa's mom was not free to fetch all of us so we canceled the plan. Alesa went back home by the monorail and there was left Irene, Rachel Wong YQ , Ms. Jamela and I . Ms. Jamela ask us to help her to paste the booklet with the written paper. It was quited boring actually. But anyway I love helping out and it seems that it's fun to spent time with Irene and Rachel WYQ. Wish that Alesa was there with us doing the thing together and i can't wait for the sleepover in Alesa's house. Haha...Monday come faster. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;At 3pm Rachel's father came to fetch her and Irene and me back home. Thank God, that her father could sent me back or else I'll suffer to walk back to my apartment. Then, at about 4 pm I went to mid-valley with my housemates, Ashley, Diane and Wendy. We went there to buy grocerries but before that we went to MPH to see books. I saw two Camp Rock books and I read the second book of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It is talking about a special producer named Ress Riley who was Jordan's i think he called him manager. Haha...anyway...Tess is always the one wanted the spotlight and she told Caitlyn that she and Lorraine wrote the song entitled Ambition which is Lorraine wrote the song by herself and wanted Tess to sing it. Tess wanted Ress to pick her to be the next superstar. Caitlyn wants Ress to make her the little producer while Mitchie just wanted to be with Shane which was dissapointed with her actions. She tried to explained to Shane but Shane seemed to refuse to listen until the end of the story he said he was sorry to Mitchie because he actually sang a duet with Jordan. Connie, Mitchie's mum was promoted to be the cooker under Ress which made Mitchie really happy. Tess was trying to pleased Jordan with her charm and Jordan seemed to like that. Haha...anyways. going back to my unlucky day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Guess what I accidentally bought two camp rock CDs. this is crazy....one is malaysia edition and another one is from US. Luckily, Alesa wanted to buy from the Malaysian one if not I'm going to be so broke. Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-9086733505646621988?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/9086733505646621988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=9086733505646621988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/9086733505646621988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/9086733505646621988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-unlucky-day.html' title='What an unlucky day....=('/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-1923868516976586732</id><published>2008-09-19T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T15:25:50.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't sleep...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;What's wrong with me today? I woke up 4:30am....can you imagine that? I can't sleep back already and I dunno why. Is it because of the part  that I ruined my dream again? or is it because it is really hot? Come on is not a big deal Desiree. It's just a camp. Go back to sleep. Well...I hope that I won't sleep in class today. If not I really get into big trouble. I chatted with my friend Shaun from singapore yesterday. He says that not to worry about the thing and I still have the chance. I gave him the link to my song on youtube. which is this...&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ONj9QTlBsEY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ONj9QTlBsEY&lt;/a&gt; and he commented it. He helped me too by telling me that not to pronounce you as chew.....haha...when i listened to my song again it was so funny. He is totally right. I sang chew and not you. I really need to work out with my vocals. Haha...I 'm really happy that my friends support me and so do my sisters back home. I just wish that my dream will come true one day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-1923868516976586732?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/1923868516976586732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=1923868516976586732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/1923868516976586732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/1923868516976586732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-cant-sleep.html' title='I can&apos;t sleep...'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-2437327338790190719</id><published>2008-09-18T07:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T05:33:31.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've ruined my dream....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Why am I so stupid to pick up the phone on the lift? Missing my chance of becoming a rockstar which i really wanted to. hitz.fm called me today. I just hope that they will call me back because I really want to go to a camp which is all about music. I love it when i can to get more people which shared the same dreams as I am. Well, but i'm happy that I got friends on youtube wanted to sing duet with me. Two girls. ^_^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Well, i need to cheer up myself a little bit. Haha...that's why I need to sing to myself or maybe record myself. I need practice more on my vocals and also improving my song writing. Erm...i really need to continue composing songs, since is a great time to get it. I will compose my songs during my free time. it's quite hard to compose a song when you really need to know what to write. I guess I just need to wait for the next chance that i can get. Hope there is camp rock next year so that i can just join the contest again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Okay, don't be sad anymore. Guess what, I meet Daniel today, he is always the one calling me the singer. Haha....he is Abigail's friend. I grab his songs from his pendrive. Haha...as usual is Camp Rock's song. This is me by Demi Lovato accoustic version. Cool huh...i love Demi Lovato she is so cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SNOJRBSbZzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vOtt8znBw1Y/s1600-h/normal_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247688916313270066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SNOJRBSbZzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vOtt8znBw1Y/s320/normal_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Demi and Joe...my favourite Camp Rock characters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Anyways, I went to CF today. I had a lot of fun in CF. Wen Joe, Shim Rong, Dora and Jemica are there with me. Ms. Melanie gave us a message about "Why are we here in MCKL?" She asked each of us about it. I answered that I'm here to study and also get to know more friends. She said we are here because it is God's plan and not by accident. She read to us three verses from 1 Chorintians 3, 2 timothy 4: 7-8 and 2 timothy 4: 1-5. And she even gave us this touching poem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Here it is: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The Bridge Builder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;An old man, going a lone highway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Came at the evening, cold and gray, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To chasm, vast and deep and wide, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Through which was flowing a sullen tide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The old man crossed in the twilight dim, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The sullen stream had no fears for him;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But he turned when safe on the other side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And built a bridge to span the tide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"Old man," said a fellow pilgrim near, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"You are wasting strength with building here; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Your journey will end with the ending day ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You never again must pass this way;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You have crossed the chasm, deep and wide-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Why build you at the eventide?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The builder lifted his old gray head:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"Good friend, in the path I path I have come," he said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"The followeth after me today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A youth whose feet must pass this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This chasm that has been naught to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To that fair-haired youth may pitfall be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;He, too, must cross in the twilight dim;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Good friend , i am building a bridge for him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I try my best to help everyone that are in need. That's why I can't wait to get my moral project started because is helping out the special needs children. I really wanna get start. And I want to help my friends by buying their key chains that they are selling for the charity and for the orphanage. I just love helping people. I dunno is like a natural part of me. I thank God for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-2437327338790190719?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/2437327338790190719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=2437327338790190719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/2437327338790190719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/2437327338790190719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-ruined-my-dream.html' title='I&apos;ve ruined my dream....'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SNOJRBSbZzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vOtt8znBw1Y/s72-c/normal_12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-5071175875022084307</id><published>2008-09-18T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T07:48:11.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally my presentation is over. haha...^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;At first, I was really scared of talking in front of the class because i have to talk and explain at the same time. It is though for me as it was the first time talking in front of my friends. It is actually quite scary because I need to give as much eye-contact to my friends who were listening. I kept on telling my friends Charis, Alesa, Dora, Rachel Tee, Rachel Wong, Jemica and Rachel Dass that I'm so scared that I don't have a confidence to talk as I don't want to get low marks for my assignments or else I will be seriously in trouble. Haha...today after my presentation was over I gave a loud phew...while wiping away my sweat from my head. I managed to answer the questions that my friends' asked. I'm just so happy about that. All of them were having fun during the activities that I suggested to play and they have to act like they are two year olds. So cute....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Well...besides that we have a surprise birthday party for Mohana and Foo. Mark (Mohana's bf) came in with the chocolate banana cake from secret receipe. So sweet....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;As usual we would sing a birthday song to them. They said thank you and they cut the cake and shared it out to each other. The cake was super delicious but i still prefer secret receipe's Chocolate  Indulgence. that is like my favourite cake among all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A silly poem....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Cake oh...cake....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I just love to eat sweet things, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm just like a kid, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Pulling my dad's sleeve and presuade him to buy it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm such a kid,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Who just love eating, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;That's why i'm called Alam Flora, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Which stands for ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The eating queen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Because of that ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I gained a lot of weight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I need to do more exercise now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but sadly I had a sprained ankle now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*sighs* What a accident prone am I. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-5071175875022084307?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/5071175875022084307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=5071175875022084307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/5071175875022084307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/5071175875022084307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2008/09/finally-my-presentation-is-over-haha.html' title='Finally my presentation is over. haha...^_^'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982220327432758956.post-8086094520340623109</id><published>2008-09-16T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:01:43.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Can anyone tell me who am I? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I just dunno what I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;All that I know that I'm just a girl which is childish, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And who loves to sing, act, dance and writing stories, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Always hoping that my dreams come true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Who am I? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;What kind of person I am? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Am I a bad friend that you can't trust? or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Am I a friend that you can depend on or trust? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Who am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm always singing the song This is Me by Demi Lovato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But why I'm just a ordinary girl who is always dreaming, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And when is my dream going to come true? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Who am I? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Did I ever break any of your hearts before? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;If I did, I just want to say that I'm really sorry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I didn't mean to, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sometimes I did felt rejected, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It just like I feel like couldn't just fit in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I always wanted to fit in with different kinds of people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Because I love making new friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Who am I? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Should I change myself or should I not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Oh should I stick to my old self? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Please tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This is real, this is me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Gonna let the light, shine on me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Now I found who I am , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;There's no way to hold it in, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;No more hiding who I wanna be, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This is me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Should i continue singing this song or should I not? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1982220327432758956-8086094520340623109?l=disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/feeds/8086094520340623109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1982220327432758956&amp;postID=8086094520340623109' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/8086094520340623109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1982220327432758956/posts/default/8086094520340623109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disneygirllittledes.blogspot.com/2008/09/who-am-i.html' title='Who am I ?'/><author><name>LittleDes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03729491498082148899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBxQJ6nRK-Q/SrTGg1eFnAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WmG5QSsl_a0/S220/8930_161046340409_539125409_3601617_4504101_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
