<?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-7648562393898475867</id><updated>2011-12-23T10:54:21.505+11:00</updated><category term='&quot;damn that mother chucker&quot; &quot;that chuck basstard&quot; &quot;basshole&quot; - blaire waldorf about chuck bass'/><category term='Playing: &quot;Anyone Else But You&quot; - Moldy Peaches; from the Juno Soundtrack.'/><category term='artistic inspirations'/><category term='i hate fast food.'/><category term='hbd dvdyo'/><category term='this was not a guy.'/><category term='i&apos;m not emo =)'/><category term='i saw laguna beach'/><category term='XOXO'/><category term='i got a job at new zealand natural - 40% off ice cream'/><category term='no isaac'/><category term='feeling HOT HOT HOT'/><category term='sleepy'/><category term='LETS NOT FLY JETSTAR BUT SINGAPORE AIRLINES. woooo'/><category term='ARGH SCHOOL'/><category term='feeling sweatyyyy and stickyyyyy'/><title type='text'>snapshots of my life</title><subtitle type='html'>click</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>147</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-4105248063983419310</id><published>2010-07-20T21:40:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T21:41:58.505+10:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate complainers</title><content type='html'>so i take the time to do all the work, while you are all relaxing away. i end up relaxing for some of the holidays instead of all, unlike you slackers, and now you come running to me complaining about your abundant amount of work, well, all i can say to that is you should've thought of that before you bludged through your holidays. stop complaining, stop procrastinating, stop bagging me for finishing my holiday homework early and start doing some of that homework! grrrr..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-4105248063983419310?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/4105248063983419310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=4105248063983419310' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/4105248063983419310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/4105248063983419310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-hate-complainers.html' title='i hate complainers'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-3211779857275366161</id><published>2010-07-18T21:46:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T21:48:54.722+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the end in sight</title><content type='html'>year twelve is going to kill me starting tomorrow. i've convinced myself i just need to take it one step at a time, i just need to get through a day at a time. i've tried to psych myself up for it and be positive, but it's really not working. like fourteen school weeks left... AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (that was both a scream and a relaxing ahhh)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-3211779857275366161?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/3211779857275366161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=3211779857275366161' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3211779857275366161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3211779857275366161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/07/end-in-sight.html' title='the end in sight'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-2349527135878518829</id><published>2010-07-01T20:20:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T20:25:25.903+10:00</updated><title type='text'>one of my favourite movies of all time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kv28ayzo9Y1qzbykto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 500px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kv28ayzo9Y1qzbykto1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;angus, thongs and perfect snogging.&lt;div&gt;just one of those movies which make me laugh and mushy inside and then leave me depressed that guys like these do not exist in real life, and this will probably never ever happen to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way, i think tumblr is overrated. unless you have tonnes of friends already using it, there really isn't that big a deal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-2349527135878518829?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/2349527135878518829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=2349527135878518829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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wool?</title><content type='html'>yes, i finally decided to conform to the rest of the world. i got a tumblr site. still playing around with it, yet to fall in love, but the community seems pretty arty farty, maybe i'll get inspired?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://danicayee.tumblr.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-8919388306770078691?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/8919388306770078691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=8919388306770078691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/8919388306770078691'/><link 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href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l3xjtbP9d81qb2txi.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l3xjtbP9d81qb2txi.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i am thinking of taking my blogger allegiance over to tumblr. it looks lots more fun. i'll probably update this blog still every now and again... we'll see if i have time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-8427405128197139532?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/8427405128197139532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=8427405128197139532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/8427405128197139532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/8427405128197139532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/06/in-perfect-world.html' title='In a perfect world...'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-4097104767067052743</id><published>2010-06-27T20:41:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T20:43:28.149+10:00</updated><title type='text'>we all had dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/TCcq-tRB3cI/AAAAAAAAAT0/etrrd6UFSQQ/s1600/DSC_3847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/TCcq-tRB3cI/AAAAAAAAAT0/etrrd6UFSQQ/s320/DSC_3847.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487401927765515714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Charlotte, 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;did you ever dream you were a superhero?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-4097104767067052743?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/4097104767067052743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=4097104767067052743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/4097104767067052743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/4097104767067052743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-all-had-dreams.html' title='we all had dreams'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/TCcq-tRB3cI/AAAAAAAAAT0/etrrd6UFSQQ/s72-c/DSC_3847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-6513770692826808673</id><published>2010-06-22T18:56:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T18:58:17.085+10:00</updated><title type='text'>If our God is for us, then who can ever stop us?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j_t_87NyHx0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/6513770692826808673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/06/if-our-god-is-for-us-then-who-can-ever.html' title='If our God is for us, then who can ever stop us?'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-4033377839770436372</id><published>2010-06-17T20:33:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T20:36:10.720+10:00</updated><title type='text'>dusk</title><content type='html'>i just love when it's dusk and the light hits everything just perfectly. everything just seems to be brighter and clearer and glad that the day has finally ended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-4033377839770436372?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/4033377839770436372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=4033377839770436372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/4033377839770436372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/4033377839770436372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/06/dusk.html' title='dusk'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-4475409638565651150</id><published>2010-06-14T19:36:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T19:42:29.719+10:00</updated><title type='text'>jumping, flying, falling.</title><content type='html'>sometimes life throws at you giant leaps which you must conquer in order to move ahead. sometimes you just need to close your eyes and jump, and pray to God that he'll catch you when you fall, or to push you when you won't budge. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;breathe deeply, eyes closed tightly, knees bent, and feet leave the ground. suspended mid-air. i hope my feet touch the ground again soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-4475409638565651150?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/4475409638565651150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=4475409638565651150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/4475409638565651150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/4475409638565651150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/06/jumping-flying-falling.html' title='jumping, flying, falling.'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-3355758269369505215</id><published>2010-06-08T15:49:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T15:50:15.948+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs460.snc3/26267_405869379922_690904922_5064809_1003256_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs460.snc3/26267_405869379922_690904922_5064809_1003256_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-3355758269369505215?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/3355758269369505215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=3355758269369505215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3355758269369505215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3355758269369505215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-8352054351041884155</id><published>2010-06-07T22:30:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T22:35:55.585+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the modern family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.disneydreaming.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/ABC-Modern-Family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 480px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.disneydreaming.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/ABC-Modern-Family.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just finished watching the first three episodes of the new mockumentary "the modern family". i loved it, thought it was hillarious. but, the more i think about it, the more it saddens me. we live in a world that is so broken, that even something as pure and good as family can be broken and hurting and dysfunctional. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it just brings me to realise how much the world needs the love of an everlasting Father, one who'll never leave us or forsake us, one who'll never re-marry somebody else.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-8352054351041884155?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/8352054351041884155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=8352054351041884155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/8352054351041884155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/8352054351041884155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/06/modern-family.html' title='the modern family'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-6064958682373632436</id><published>2010-06-05T22:03:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T22:07:54.418+10:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll be by your side forevermore.. that's what friends are for</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/TAo9myFBXrI/AAAAAAAAATs/iapUk3qOW0M/s1600/29286_10150203064195500_586385499_12663103_2281639_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479259633136787122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/TAo9myFBXrI/AAAAAAAAATs/iapUk3qOW0M/s320/29286_10150203064195500_586385499_12663103_2281639_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/TAo9ml57PqI/AAAAAAAAATk/ELTJACU9OiE/s1600/29286_10150203064175500_586385499_12663101_6120889_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479259629869022882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/TAo9ml57PqI/AAAAAAAAATk/ELTJACU9OiE/s320/29286_10150203064175500_586385499_12663101_6120889_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/TAo9mMQkj7I/AAAAAAAAATc/-6e_R2TOgaw/s1600/29286_10150203064155500_586385499_12663099_3385430_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479259622984683442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/TAo9mMQkj7I/AAAAAAAAATc/-6e_R2TOgaw/s320/29286_10150203064155500_586385499_12663099_3385430_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/TAo9d2goFSI/AAAAAAAAATU/ycKupcu8o_M/s1600/29286_10150203064135500_586385499_12663096_795676_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479259479707489570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/TAo9d2goFSI/AAAAAAAAATU/ycKupcu8o_M/s320/29286_10150203064135500_586385499_12663096_795676_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/TAo9dRukDgI/AAAAAAAAATM/4itPyhcaE7g/s1600/29286_10150203064125500_586385499_12663095_3640168_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479259469833833986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/TAo9dRukDgI/AAAAAAAAATM/4itPyhcaE7g/s320/29286_10150203064125500_586385499_12663095_3640168_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/TAo9dI8kZXI/AAAAAAAAATE/7Zn30HHl-Pg/s1600/29286_10150203064120500_586385499_12663094_4419598_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479259467476657522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/TAo9dI8kZXI/AAAAAAAAATE/7Zn30HHl-Pg/s320/29286_10150203064120500_586385499_12663094_4419598_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/TAo9cgtMREI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6eC4JUrxvGA/s1600/29286_10150203064115500_586385499_12663093_3997562_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479259456674743362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/TAo9cgtMREI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6eC4JUrxvGA/s320/29286_10150203064115500_586385499_12663093_3997562_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/TAo9cSsxGLI/AAAAAAAAAS0/SnT0gRB98iA/s1600/29286_10150203064110500_586385499_12663092_7651293_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479259452914866354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/TAo9cSsxGLI/AAAAAAAAAS0/SnT0gRB98iA/s320/29286_10150203064110500_586385499_12663092_7651293_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; isn't it just wonderful to have friends who you just click with? like even though you haven't seen them in AGES, once you see each other again its like no time has ever passed between you? isn't it great to know you'll always have people there thinking about you and praying for you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last night was fun :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks Ho twins for making me laugh and smile so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adri, you should've been there! it was epic.&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/7648562393898475867-6064958682373632436?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/6064958682373632436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=6064958682373632436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/6064958682373632436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/6064958682373632436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/06/ill-be-by-your-side-forevermore-thats.html' title='i&apos;ll be by your side forevermore.. that&apos;s what friends are for'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/TAo9myFBXrI/AAAAAAAAATs/iapUk3qOW0M/s72-c/29286_10150203064195500_586385499_12663103_2281639_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-7978062118285886870</id><published>2010-06-03T20:21:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T20:28:19.007+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Gaga</title><content type='html'>i used to think lady gaga was a terrible, tacky, straight to the top and then straight to the bottom popstar who didn't know a shred about music and who just sung things which her agents/producers/music directors tell her to. i thought she was only famous because of her bizzarre wardrobe and crazy video clips. or maybe it was the rumours about her being a haemophiliac which catapulted her straight to the top, but recently (very recently) i have come to recognize and respect her as a musician in her own right as i stumbled across some pretty amazing videos on youtube. lady gaga is not only an amazing singer, she is also an amazing pianist! she is such a fresh, new, bright creative mind. i guess she's a bit like picasso, who everybody thought was strange, and who nobody respected as an "artist". but thats just because he was more genius than anybody could understand. so, here is my evidence for all you hesitant or lady gaga haters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady Gaga sings "Pokerface" acoustic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7CUYvWTd6oA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7CUYvWTd6oA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady Gaga sings "Paparazzi" acoustic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l3R3KqrJAI4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l3R3KqrJAI4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-7978062118285886870?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/7978062118285886870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=7978062118285886870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/7978062118285886870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/7978062118285886870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-used-to-think-lady-gaga-was-terrible.html' title='Lady Gaga'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-6696266384775198108</id><published>2010-05-30T21:15:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T21:19:32.980+10:00</updated><title type='text'>this week the trend</title><content type='html'>as christians, our job is to share Jesus' love, not to judge the world like the pharisees did, that's God's job. how do we remain connected to this world, yet don't step over to become too sinful and worldly and liberal? how do we remain in Jesus without becoming too distant and self-righteous and disconnected from this world? how do we bring the love of Christ into broken lives when we ourselves are clouded by our judgements of others? how do we break the stereotype of being a "conservative christian" into being one who can approach this world with godly principles? i cannot draw the line right now. i can't tell anymore if i'm becoming too much like the pharisees who Jesus used to get so frustrated with. Jesus himself hung out with prostitutes and sinners, how can i become more like him? how can i reach a lost generation when they feel like they have to be somebody else to be a christian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many questions, too little brain space to process it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog post #2 for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-6696266384775198108?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/6696266384775198108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=6696266384775198108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/6696266384775198108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/6696266384775198108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-week-trend.html' title='this week the trend'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-1419733212425557210</id><published>2010-05-30T18:51:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T18:54:24.245+10:00</updated><title type='text'>please help this week end quickly and painlessly</title><content type='html'>my last blog post before this ridiculous week commences. you've gotta love year twelve and it's torture! my only hope is that i have prepared to the best of my abilities and that my best is good enough, please let it be good enough! there is a sense of sadness and relief that thursday is the day my vcd folio is due. it's been a huge task which has helped me grow, learn, cry, frustrated, angry, happy, excited the past six months. all i can say is that i have finally mastered the art of rendering metal and wood surfaces.. YES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-1419733212425557210?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/1419733212425557210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=1419733212425557210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/1419733212425557210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/1419733212425557210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/05/please-help-this-week-end-quickly-and.html' title='please help this week end quickly and painlessly'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-500777228823463277</id><published>2010-05-26T18:48:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T18:49:41.874+10:00</updated><title type='text'>men are from mars, women are from venus</title><content type='html'>i desperately need a boy to enlighten me on how boys operate, because seriously, i can't figure them out, and i fear that i never will be able to. i'll spend the rest of my life on this earth finding boys a mystery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-500777228823463277?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/500777228823463277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=500777228823463277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/500777228823463277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/500777228823463277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/05/men-are-from-mars-women-are-from-venus.html' title='men are from mars, women are from venus'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-5584387542619558638</id><published>2010-05-21T22:24:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T22:40:49.356+10:00</updated><title type='text'>true beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"the more we see the more we love you, God" - &lt;strong&gt;King of Wonders, CompassionArt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week, i have been surrounded by God's &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beauty and creativity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. God is the ultimate everything, but one thing i always forget is that he is the ultimate ideal of beauty, and it's not in looks, and it's not tangible, rather, it's seen through everything he creates and everything that he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When five creatives were interviewed by frankie magazine, megan washington, a musician answered the question "what does beauty mean?" with &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"wabi sabi... a Japanese aesthetic that focuses on transience and imperfection. Or incompleteness. Flaws are what make us beautiful".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; perhaps that's humans' way of justifying human beauty, but i believe that God is beautiful because of his perfection. why do humans always chase perfection? because perfection &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; beauty, because we live in a flawed world and &lt;em&gt;we are inbuilt with a sense that the impossibility of perfection is beautiful&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just look outside and stand in awe at the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;patterns, colours, textures, movement, engineering&lt;/span&gt; of everything he has created. he was the first one who created leopard and zebra prints, and i believe, the best at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's amazing how all of this creativity can be expressed. last weekend, i attended my school music camp, and i am continually inspired by the amazing people i interact with everyday, they are all so talented! last night, i attended the unit 3 drama ensemble evening for my friends, they did the most amazing job, and i just cannot stop thinking how much talent God has blessed my year level with, and the amazing potential that everybody has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is beautiful, and he has given us so many outlets to express this beauty - in art, in music, in drama, in dance... the list is endless, and so are the qualities that he holds. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;he is so perfect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, as humans, it may be our &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;flaws that make us unique&lt;/span&gt;, however, it is because we are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;made in God's image that we are beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-5584387542619558638?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-1896713881907887477</id><published>2010-05-18T21:50:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T22:06:49.668+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the beginning of the end</title><content type='html'>the more time i spend with my year level, the more like family they seem and the more i know i'm going to miss them at the end of this year. i know that right now, all my mind can think of is the sac next week, and i rarely think beyond a week at a time in school time, but i just can't imagine what it's going to be like next year when i don't see these lovely people everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so comfortable being at school now. you've got your niche. your little corner in the school yard (or common room in our case) where you sit. parties are always on friday or saturday nights and are fairly predictable. monday rolls around and everyone gossips about what happened during their weekends and what unfolded at the last party. when it's cold, we make a cup of tea, when we have double study in the morning, we make bacon &amp;amp; eggs &amp;amp; hash browns on the sandwich pressers. when it's lunchtime, we hurry to the common room to toast our sandwiches or heat up our food in the microwave. we sit next to our set subject buddies each subject, and even though there is no set seating arrangement, everyone seems to sit in the exact same spot every lesson. you become good friends with your favourite teachers and bitch about the ones you hate behind their backs. you push the rules the tiniest bit but not so much as to get in trouble. take our diary covers for example - not one of them is un-grafittied or un-edited. we get away with anything by saying "oh but we're in year 12..".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the topical issues never change, it's always complaining about how much work we have and how vcaa are trying to ruin our lives or getting excited about the next party coming up, or who is dating who in our year level, or people complaning about how a small group of people are trying to ruin our year by imposing their set ideas on all our major events this year. and somehow, that's all we manage to talk about. our worlds are so small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the holidays, we study a little, and chill a little. we catch up and watch movies together at eastland or chirnside, or if we're feeling adventurous, we go to knox or if we're feeling like superheros, we catch a train to the city. you can be on two sides of the study scale - the one end is getting your homework done at the start of the holidays and partying for the rest, or the other end is cramming your homework in a day before school begins. and suprise suprise, the day before school begins, everyone's facebook wall feed is jammed-packed with complaints of the load of the holiday homework and how hard it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we think we're so big and grown up cos some of us can drive to school and every wednesday, daniel hogg does fish &amp;amp; chip runs when we finish school at 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is the most comfortable thing in the world, and year 12 work aside, we could do school with our eyes closed. but next year, this will all change. no more cosy classrooms or common rooms, no more familiar faces or subject buddies, no more imaginary assigned seating, no more high school gossip or oxley parties. next year, it will all change. no more eastern suburb kids who all live on the same trainline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will miss my year level more than anything else. i will miss my dear family who i've spent seven years of my life with. until then, i know i will continue to unconciously take them for granted...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-1896713881907887477?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/1896713881907887477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=1896713881907887477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/1896713881907887477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/1896713881907887477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/05/beginning-of-end.html' title='the beginning of the end'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-3273445078692277620</id><published>2010-05-09T20:51:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T20:54:06.300+10:00</updated><title type='text'>stop stretching my heart, it's going to burst soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Something always brings me back to you&lt;br /&gt;It never takes too long&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I say or do&lt;br /&gt;I'll still feel you here 'til the moment I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;You hold me without touch&lt;br /&gt;You keep me without chains&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted anything so much&lt;br /&gt;Than to drown in your love and not feel your rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Set me free, leave me be&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity&lt;br /&gt;Here I am and I stand so tall&lt;br /&gt;Just the way I'm supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;But you're on to me and all over me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you loved me 'cause I'm fragile&lt;br /&gt;When I thought that I was strong&lt;br /&gt;But you touch me for a little while&lt;br /&gt;And all my fragile strength is gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live here on my knees&lt;br /&gt;As I try to make you see&lt;br /&gt;That you're everything I think I need&lt;br /&gt;Here on the ground&lt;br /&gt;But you're neither friend nor foe&lt;br /&gt;Though I can't seem to let you go&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I still know is that&lt;br /&gt;You're keeping me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping me down&lt;br /&gt;You're on to me, on to me and all over&lt;br /&gt;Something always brings me back to you&lt;br /&gt;It never takes too long...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gravity&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Sara Bareilles&lt;/em&gt;, from the album &lt;em&gt;"Little Voice"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-3273445078692277620?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/3273445078692277620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=3273445078692277620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3273445078692277620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3273445078692277620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/05/stop-stretching-my-heart-its-going-to.html' title='stop stretching my heart, it&apos;s going to burst soon'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-8942902869343997727</id><published>2010-05-06T21:08:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T21:11:01.033+10:00</updated><title type='text'>visual communication and design unit 3</title><content type='html'>name the seat...&lt;br /&gt;i am currently designing a seat for kids for unit 3 VCD. it is a hanging seat, which comes with a freestanding stand. it is similar to ikea's ekkore hanging seat. i don't have a picture for you as all my technical drawings are in illustrator files and my computer doesnt have illustrator as a program. so, the company is called "noah and belle interior furnishings" and is an up-market kids furniture company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll give you a dollar if you find me a really cool name :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-8942902869343997727?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/8942902869343997727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=8942902869343997727' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/8942902869343997727'/><link rel='self' 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waiting, wishing&lt;br /&gt;right here within four walls&lt;br /&gt;they're closing in on me&lt;br /&gt;while my god he patiently calls&lt;br /&gt;"climb out of there, you're dying,&lt;br /&gt;i'm right here on the other side."&lt;br /&gt;but everytime i try to move&lt;br /&gt;i give up and say "i tried"&lt;br /&gt;and slowly i'm choking to death&lt;br /&gt;while my God desperately begs&lt;br /&gt;"come to me, please baby,&lt;br /&gt;to get you out, i'll drag"&lt;br /&gt;I'm screaming and i'm kicking&lt;br /&gt;while the devil whispers lies&lt;br /&gt;"you'll never make it because&lt;br /&gt;you're small and it's too high&lt;br /&gt;just sit still, give up now,&lt;br /&gt;you won't be strong enough"&lt;br /&gt;but my God he is so gracious,&lt;br /&gt;while the devil he just bluffs.&lt;br /&gt;and all the while i'm frozen&lt;br /&gt;too scared to make a choice&lt;br /&gt;do i reach up for God or&lt;br /&gt;just resign to the devil's voice?&lt;br /&gt;i look up and stare at Jesus&lt;br /&gt;his eyes so full of joy&lt;br /&gt;as i raise my hand towards him&lt;br /&gt;and put an end to all my toil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;written at 7.05 AM, 5th of May 2010, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;in my journal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a part of me no-one except God has ever seen before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-3079665572478381614?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/3079665572478381614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=3079665572478381614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3079665572478381614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3079665572478381614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/05/freedom-is-here.html' title='freedom is here'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-5500605469626963497</id><published>2010-04-26T21:10:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T21:16:42.339+10:00</updated><title type='text'>snail's pace is fast enough for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;busy busy busy busy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes life just decides to provide you with compulsory moments of rest and laughter. or else, we'd all go insane. this weekend was a compulsory rest weekend, according to my mother and according to the way life worked out. i only had time for homework today, and i stressed slightly all weekend about when i'd get my work done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;year twelve plays with your head that way.. even when you're sleeping you're working out what work you need to be doing when you wake up. my brain never sleeps, it's so tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, this weekend was filled with shopping, lunches, dinners, church, soccer and family (friends). it was a great weekend, and a welcomed rest (although, mum had to force the welcomed part a bit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my mother and jerusha for topping it all off as a fantastic weekend.&lt;br /&gt;i always love the time i spend with the twins :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.. back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;goodbye lovely weekend, hello year twelve.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-5500605469626963497?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/5500605469626963497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=5500605469626963497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/5500605469626963497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/5500605469626963497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/04/snails-pace-is-fast-enough-for-me.html' title='snail&apos;s pace is fast enough for me'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-6264175716753253685</id><published>2010-04-22T21:09:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T21:10:51.334+10:00</updated><title type='text'>to do or not to do</title><content type='html'>decisions to make.&lt;br /&gt;1. uni&lt;br /&gt;2. uni course&lt;br /&gt;3. whether or not to do grade 8 piano this year&lt;br /&gt;4. to honour God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt; making decisions.&lt;br /&gt;can someone please make them for me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-6264175716753253685?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/6264175716753253685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=6264175716753253685' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/6264175716753253685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/6264175716753253685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-do-or-not-to-do.html' title='to do or not to do'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-3931034658874831694</id><published>2010-04-17T12:25:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T12:41:17.181+10:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting on the world to change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;heard them talking of their tomorrow -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;beautiful people -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;talking of life and love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;of war and death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and changing the world -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;circles of conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;like goldfish in a bowl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;going nowhere -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I thought of yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and didn't have the heart to tell them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;we were the beautiful people then -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;trying to change the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and our circles of conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;were like goldfish in a bowl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;going nowhere . . . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;from the &lt;strong&gt;Thoughts of Nanushka Volume I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Nan Witcomb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-3931034658874831694?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/3931034658874831694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-1302332905125858529</id><published>2010-04-16T20:15:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T20:19:14.213+10:00</updated><title type='text'>better days</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i've seen better days than these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has dragged on so much it feels like &lt;strong&gt;three&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness it's over.&lt;br /&gt;finally.&lt;br /&gt;and now,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; let the tsunami of homework hit me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a quick little funfact:&lt;br /&gt;God once spoke to me through a secular song - Jason Mraz's Details in the Fabric..&lt;br /&gt;the verse that said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Hang on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Help is on the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Stay strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm doing everything"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spoke to me once when i was really &lt;em&gt;struggling.&lt;/em&gt; i remembered that time today. maybe this'll speak to more of you. &lt;strong&gt;God is telling you to HANG ON!&lt;/strong&gt; and he's there, even if sometimes it doesn't feel like it. Just be strong. He's there - behind the scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, there's more family drama from malaysia. that will make four trips in one year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-1302332905125858529?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/1302332905125858529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=1302332905125858529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/1302332905125858529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/1302332905125858529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/04/better-days.html' title='better days'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-5741678925350634834</id><published>2010-04-08T20:18:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T20:23:51.347+10:00</updated><title type='text'>smile though your heart is breaking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S72t3iSuJSI/AAAAAAAAASs/QQopg2dw6yQ/s1600/DSC_0983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457709493052646690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S72t3iSuJSI/AAAAAAAAASs/QQopg2dw6yQ/s320/DSC_0983.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ahh.. those carefree days where the sun shone brighter, the smiles on our faces were bigger and anything was possible. i wish i could retreat back to then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-5741678925350634834?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/5741678925350634834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=5741678925350634834' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/5741678925350634834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/5741678925350634834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/04/smile-though-your-heart-is-breaking.html' title='smile though your heart is breaking'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S72t3iSuJSI/AAAAAAAAASs/QQopg2dw6yQ/s72-c/DSC_0983.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-2453493202472491198</id><published>2010-04-05T22:24:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T22:35:38.520+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Quirk</title><content type='html'>It's awesome how everyone has their little quirks. Everyone is unique and has something different to give to the world. I know this sounds to cliche, but seriously, everyone of my friends brings something different to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded what i loved about my Best friend last night. One thing I had forgotten was her love to quote movies, just like me. I forgot where I got my love of quoting from. It's one of those things that started all those years ago after watching "Uptown Girls" and "Napoleon Dynamite" and our favourite person to quote? Winnie the Pooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that one of my best friends (who is a guy) is so arty and fashionable and loves shopping more than me. I love that he buys me the best presents ever cos he knows the kind of fashion sense/style I have. I love that sometimes we think he could be gay because of the way he dresses and the things he talks about (but of course he's not).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that one of my best friends acts like my big brother. I love how he is this really dignified, righteous, upstanding, cool kinda guy when you first meet him.. until you realise that he actually makes really lame jokes. I love the way he's kinda protective too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that one of my best friends who is older than me is sometimes like my little sister. I love that we can talk about anything, and I love her love of all things vintage and retro. I love how we can completely relate on all things to do with our families because theyre kind of the same. I love the way she cleans her room a billion times over jus so she doesn't have to start her homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that one of my closest friends grew up in Chille. I love his weird accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all these things about all these people that I love. Of course, there are many more, but I can't list them all. seriously, my life would be a bore without you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, quirkiness doesn't always equal arty-dressed, nerd glasses wearing people. Quirkiness is present in all of us, and I guess it's these little things that we find we miss about each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-2453493202472491198?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/2453493202472491198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=2453493202472491198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/2453493202472491198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/2453493202472491198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/04/quirk.html' title='Quirk'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-6386172372942255362</id><published>2010-04-03T08:57:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T09:01:47.393+11:00</updated><title type='text'>we were so busy with our games, we forgot about the white rabbit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;on't make me fall in love again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;don't let your hand touch mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;don't make that old familiar thrill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;start tingling in my spine -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Don't make the nights rush by again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and all the days seem long -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;don't fill my earth and sky again -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;let one of us be strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Don't make me talk about you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;just to say your name aloud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;or let my eyes betray me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;when I see you in a crowd -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Don't make me fall in love again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;please let my heart decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;that this is just another game,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;a roller coaster ride -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but who knows where a love begins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;or how a game might end -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and maybe somewhere in between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'll fall in love again . . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by Nan Witcomb, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from &lt;em&gt;"The Thoughts of Nanushka" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Volume I, 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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;like to not screw this up. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-3294846082309964734?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/3294846082309964734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=3294846082309964734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3294846082309964734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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so often. furthermore, how they manage to have so many epiphanies in their day to write about. like seriously, my life is not that interesting! anyhow, shout out to his blog, check it out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://laughlikewurrrt.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. i promise &lt;strong&gt;no good morals and endless hours of procrastination&lt;/strong&gt; as you browse through his amusing and very &lt;em&gt;malaysian &lt;/em&gt;blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got home from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;church camp.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this is my first avenue of processing so far. aside from all the fun things i got to do, such as slide down the 110 metre long water slide, canoeing and take a ride on the 130metre long flying fox, as well as trampolining and hanging out with the coolest kids in town (literal children).. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i really felt God pulling me back to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a huge challenge to christians everywhere on how to live as a christian and be noticed for it. this camp taught us that &lt;strong&gt;by loving each other, we ensure that we are viewed as Jesus' disciples.&lt;/strong&gt; i know one of the greatest things God challenged me on was the power of encouragement. so many times i forget to encourage others. also, i need to begin to defend others and not tear them down. loving one another goes beyond feeling, it is a commitment on our part, and a command that God has called us to obey. i know God truly placed certain people on my heart that i need to pray for, to love more, to respect more, to treat with more patience and gentleness.. the list is endless. oh i am so flawed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i wasn't in the adult sessions (i was helping out with sunday school), i really saw - through devotions and general conversations - that God is my Father, and i am a child of God. i am not an orphan, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i belong somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; i do not need to seek aproval in anybody or in anything. by learning who i am in christ Jesus, and by abiding in Him, i assure a confidence and a faith in him that goes beyond any shallow acceptance this world can offer me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"Love one another and you will be happy. It's as simple and as difficult as that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;- Michael Leuning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it can be hard to love some people, but through the grace of God, we can learn to see them through &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;God's eyes.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; men, no matter how good or bad (and by the way, who are we to judge?), no matter how perfect or flawed are all made in &lt;strong&gt;God's image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"So now i am giving you a new commandment: Love each other. Just as I have loved you, you should love each other. Your love for one another will prove to the world that you are my disciples."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - John 13:34-35&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i now have some praying to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-7105094744795473457?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/7105094744795473457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=7105094744795473457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/7105094744795473457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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unfortunate.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; it always sounds so unbelievable when &lt;i&gt;beautiful, smart &lt;/i&gt;people say they aren't good enough. it's like &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"we know you are so amazingly good looking, and we know you ace your studies even though you don't study, stop rubbing it in and making the rest of us feel even more inferior!"&lt;/span&gt; it's so easy to dimiss other people's comments about themselves, but when you begin to criticise yourself - your own looks, your own intelligence, your own capabilities, your own talents, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your own body..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; it's something entirely else. suddenly, you start believing you &lt;strong&gt;are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; fat or stupid or ugly or untalented or unfortunate, &lt;/u&gt;&lt;i&gt;and that the rest of the world are all so much better off than you.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;especially that amazingly tall, skinny, blonde haired, genius&lt;/span&gt; (ha ironic isnt it?). and now you &lt;strong&gt;begin to stop believing&lt;/strong&gt; when people tell you you are actually beautiful or smart or fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so heres the simple remedy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stop focusing on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;stop thinking about your &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;insecurities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;stop focusing on your &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hair,teeth,nails,eyes,skintone,boobs,legs,arms...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop defining yourself by what you received on that last SAC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;stop thinking you aren't good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and start helping others. switch the focus to other people. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;start complimenting that tall, skinny, blonde haired, genius girl you hate so much&lt;/span&gt;, start performing random acts of kindness for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then you realised, it doesnt have to be about you, in fact,&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;it never was about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now Danica, take your OWN advice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-6977971782951912597?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/6977971782951912597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=6977971782951912597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what a week.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;em&gt;brain, body, soul&lt;/em&gt; are all drained. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;super drained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am out of emotions, i am out of &lt;em&gt;smartness&lt;/em&gt; and out of &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;tears&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i know for sure,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not out of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;smiles&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing too..&lt;strong&gt; i think i have to be happy tomorrow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got all my wishes granted,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how can i not be &lt;em&gt;happy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;perfume,&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;strong&gt;portrait lens&lt;/strong&gt; and my &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;...all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-4972095612822437811?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/4972095612822437811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=4972095612822437811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/4972095612822437811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S5yejY3DlTI/AAAAAAAAASU/qwqoYk6z9jY/s1600-h/020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S5yejY3DlTI/AAAAAAAAASU/qwqoYk6z9jY/s320/020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448403980017440050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my grandfather passed away this morning at 7am malaysian time. he is now with his saviour jesus. he has passed from glory to glory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-7590648015185722837?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/7590648015185722837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-6022039254199695746</id><published>2010-03-07T19:12:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T22:15:39.158+11:00</updated><title type='text'>all i want</title><content type='html'>hi everybody,&lt;br /&gt;here is all i want for my birthday which is OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;s&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Nikon-35mm-AF-S-Digital-Cameras/dp/B001S2PPT0"&gt;Nikon 35mm f/1.8G AF-S DX Lens for Nikon Digital SLR Cameras&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(for those of you who are camera illiterate, that's just a fixed portrait lens)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks elroi for giving me a loverrrly 50mm f1.8 lens.you are now officially my favourite cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.chadstoneshopping.com.au/GiftCards/"&gt;a gift voucher for chaddy &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(thankyou to the fungusus for the $100 gift voucher last year. it has been amazing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.morrisonmedia.com.au/shop/?viewSubs=10#"&gt;a year's subscription to frankie magazine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-6022039254199695746?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/6022039254199695746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=6022039254199695746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/6022039254199695746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/6022039254199695746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/03/all-i-want.html' title='all i want'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-7702919748546537632</id><published>2010-03-05T21:44:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:55:41.512+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold Me Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;God is sovereign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;He has everything under control even when the world feels like it's slipping away underneath me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;God is a tower of strength and shelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;He can be strong when I have no strength left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;God is the prince of peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;When I feel unsecure or unsafe, he comforts me with his love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;God is my best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he knew exactly what to tell me after leaving the hospital for the &lt;strong&gt;last time&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hold Me Now - Hillsong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that day when I see&lt;br /&gt;All that you have for me&lt;br /&gt;When I see you face to face&lt;br /&gt;There surrounded by your grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my fear is swept away&lt;br /&gt;in the light of your embrace&lt;br /&gt;where you love is all I need&lt;br /&gt;and forever Iam free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the streets are made of gold&lt;br /&gt;In your presence healed and whole&lt;br /&gt;Let the songs of heaven rise to you alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No weeping, no hurt or pain&lt;br /&gt;No suffering&lt;br /&gt;you hold me now, you hold me now&lt;br /&gt;No darkness, no sick or lame&lt;br /&gt;No hiding&lt;br /&gt;you hold me now, you hold me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=7702919748546537632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/7702919748546537632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/7702919748546537632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/03/hold-me-now.html' title='Hold Me Now'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-2058552966787856575</id><published>2010-03-02T12:53:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T19:34:22.052+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Cousins</title><content type='html'>since i last blogged, i have done a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent thursday in the hospital with my dad, hau yang &amp;amp; kuku lili. i did lots of homework that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday to friday night i went for youth aflame's youth camp (just one night of it), and they stayed over at church. it was so much fun to catch up with all my childhood friends and cousins and meet new people. we played games, listened to preaching and played more games. ps. julia's team from Glad Tidings in PJ came to speak to us. the theme of the camp was 'touching lives' and ps. suwita mentioned that for us to touch lives we must first change our hearts. it was a great camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday we went to see my mum's dad - my ah kung, and visited my kung kung again. then, we took my mum's mum - my ah mah home from the hospital after her dialisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday we went shopping at sungei wang. i got my $7.50 burberry watch. i am now loving the UK shop - topshop, in pavillion, but it's super expensive! sat night was family reunion. it was so good to see family again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday we took my ah kung &amp;amp; shannen &amp;amp; tyron to church - that was a miracle in itself! dad preached at my home church here - canaan sejatra. it was good to catch up with old family friends again. we went out for lunch (of course) to teck wah (of course) with the board (of course). we then went to visit the seows and my grandpa. we went to 'fatty crab' for dinner with the longs and the wongs. we also visited a pasar malam (night market) and i bought jay chou and david tao :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday i got a haircut :O lol. and then went to midvalley with mummy and elysia and then met hau yang and david to watch valentines day and eat ipoh chicken rice. then, with hau yang driving like a maniac, we drove to shah alam for dinner with the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was more hospitals and shopping. we had dinner with the tans at casa mila. and then, supper of curry mean at sri sina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday we left at 2.45 pm after an early dim sum breaky with uncle tham song. we then drove to the hospital to see my kung kung. to our suprise, he had decided (after being very adamant against it) to accept jesus into his life. my dad reminded him time and time again that doing it for his kids will be meaningless, and he understood this. he accepted jesus and dad baptised him with sprinkling. it was one of the most amazing moments in my life, and i will remember it forever. we then said our final goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we hopped on the plane and got home this morning at 3.30AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will blog later on deeper issues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-2058552966787856575?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/2058552966787856575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=2058552966787856575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/2058552966787856575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/2058552966787856575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/03/crazy-cousins.html' title='Crazy Cousins'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-3008563014599739118</id><published>2010-02-25T12:10:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T12:18:14.532+11:00</updated><title type='text'>a grandparent's love</title><content type='html'>over the last few days, many of you will know i have been in malaysia. it was a rocky start at 3AM on tuesday morning, and we landed at 9.30 local time. the whole first day was a blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have been spending everyday mostly between hospitals. my kung kung (dad's dad) is at selayang hospital and my ah mah (mum's mum) is at the university hospital. it hasn't exactly been a pleasant visit, but i have noticed and learnt many things already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so amazing to have family around. my kung kung's room has been full everyday since we got here. he has to have 24hour care from family members just in case anything happens and we need to alert staff. we have been rotating to look after him. he's very rollercoaster. he's up then he's down again. we have had some great moments joking with him, and talking to him. yesterday in particular, he just got a haircut, and it was the most expensive haircut he'd ever had. he was frustrated because the hairdresser had used scissors instead of clippers and couldn't cut his hair properly. we all proceeded to share stories we knew of the most expensive haircut. aunty phik yee said her friend got a $1,500 haircut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so sad to see my two grandparents who were once so healthy, so strong and so wise looking so frail and fragile. they remind me of children who need people to help them. my kung kung has been frustrated as he cannot do simple things like going to the toilet by himself and sitting up by himself anymore. the other day he managed to go to the toilet, he was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's hard as i want to communicate with them, but my chinese is so bad! and even though my ah mah can speak english, i don't ever know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been good to see some of my cousins again. yesterday was like 'bring-your-girlfriend-to-see-kung-kung-day' at the hospital! it was great to meet everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin ian yee who works for the youth section "RAGE" of the STAR paper here in Malaysia wrote an article about my kung kung which was published in the star yesterday. it reduced us all to tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i will leave you all with the link to this article. please check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://blog.rage.com.my/a-grandfathers-love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please keep the prayers coming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-3008563014599739118?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/3008563014599739118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=3008563014599739118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3008563014599739118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3008563014599739118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/02/grandparents-love.html' title='a grandparent&apos;s love'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-2971900466930712648</id><published>2010-02-19T19:03:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T19:13:29.534+11:00</updated><title type='text'>RUN RUN RUN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and I can't stop until I'm done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; i can't stop until i'm &lt;u&gt;done.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439864536685636706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S35H-XdkbGI/AAAAAAAAASM/zcs4XNzXnPU/s320/CSC_0088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-2971900466930712648?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/2971900466930712648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=2971900466930712648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/2971900466930712648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/2971900466930712648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/02/run-run-run.html' title='RUN RUN RUN'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S35H-XdkbGI/AAAAAAAAASM/zcs4XNzXnPU/s72-c/CSC_0088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-5659557353335165973</id><published>2010-02-09T18:59:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T19:16:26.332+11:00</updated><title type='text'>history maker</title><content type='html'>"when i grow up, i want to be an artist"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened to those days where&lt;em&gt; it didn't matter how much money you earned &lt;/em&gt;or the job &lt;em&gt;availability&lt;/em&gt; or what &lt;em&gt;uni&lt;/em&gt; you could get into or what &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enter score&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; you needed to get into a course? what happened to our &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;childhood dreams&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i'll tell you what..&lt;br /&gt;they got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;crushed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by our peers, our teachers, our parents, VCAA, universities and the industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it so hard to pick one career to stick to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;research shows that most Gen Y's will change jobs every two years and change careers every five years. clearly we all have ants in our pants, or we're just not happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-5659557353335165973?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/5659557353335165973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=5659557353335165973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/5659557353335165973'/><link rel='self' 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going to be a powerful but steady waterfall for the next nine months. that i can deal with. then i missed the memo that my day wasn't going to turn out at all what i thought i could deal with. then it hit me.. social death is real, and without dying this death, i cannot proceed to ace my studies. VCAA, you suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-1067312662973943418?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/1067312662973943418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=1067312662973943418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/1067312662973943418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/1067312662973943418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-first-day-ever.html' title='last first day ever'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-7542037370615841589</id><published>2010-01-25T19:03:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T19:05:45.476+11:00</updated><title type='text'>"for i know the plans i have for you"</title><content type='html'>it's going to be an exciting year.. i can feel it.&lt;br /&gt;some very exciting happenings in the planning.&lt;br /&gt;bring on 2010!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-7542037370615841589?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-3621573489157794343</id><published>2010-01-23T18:26:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T18:31:38.672+11:00</updated><title type='text'>love is hard</title><content type='html'>you don't need to be so insecure. you really don't. because i think you're beautiful. i think there is some guy out there worth waiting for, who'll love the very things about you that you hate. why do you need to waste your time looking for more losers? why should  you entrust your heart to somebody who is just going to break it? you are better than this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-3621573489157794343?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-2600776962514957996</id><published>2010-01-21T19:02:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T19:11:03.900+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the decisive moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/d/d6/Photo_cartierbresson_europe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/d/d6/Photo_cartierbresson_europe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Place de l'Europe"&lt;/strong&gt; by Henri Cartier-Bresson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"photography is &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; like painting. there is a creative&lt;em&gt; fraction of a second&lt;/em&gt; when you are taking a picture. your eye must see a composition of an expression that life itself offers you, and you must know with intuition &lt;em&gt;when to click the camera&lt;/em&gt;. that is the moment the photographer is creative. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;"oop! the moment!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; once you miss it, it is gone forever" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- henri cartier-bresson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and judging by that photo, cartier-bresson certainly caught the moment.&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/7648562393898475867-2600776962514957996?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-165127463066112135</id><published>2010-01-20T10:55:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T11:00:03.210+11:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i3.iofferphoto.com/img/item/597/693/36/JbjNtB3YPDoAFWH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i3.iofferphoto.com/img/item/597/693/36/JbjNtB3YPDoAFWH.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"the sun'll come out, tomorrow"&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;annie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love annie the musical. it's such a feel-good classic! orphan gets adopted by billionaire.. it's a dream come true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is the day my dad gets home, YAY! we all miss him very much. tomorrow is when things are escalating until they get back to normal - whatever normal is. tomorrow is the first day of my freedom from holiday homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year leaves much to fear, much to question, much to learn, much to see, much to experience, and tomorrow is another part of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared and excited all at the same time.. year twelve awaits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-165127463066112135?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/165127463066112135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-126734179570253261</id><published>2010-01-15T21:44:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:17:04.170+11:00</updated><title type='text'>These holidays...</title><content type='html'>...my nails have been four different colours&lt;br /&gt;...i re-discovered my love for good design&lt;br /&gt;...i read more magazines that i have in my lifetime&lt;br /&gt;...i finished gilmore girls&lt;br /&gt;...i have seen two movies at the cinemas&lt;br /&gt;...i have not taken too many photographs&lt;br /&gt;...the builders have been hard at work at my house&lt;br /&gt;...i have seen my darling adrienne four times&lt;br /&gt;...i have lived in different bedrooms for a month&lt;br /&gt;...i have fallen in love with Chopin waltzes&lt;br /&gt;...i have embroided a tshirt&lt;br /&gt;...i have not touched my guitar&lt;br /&gt;...i have practiced piano at least four times a week&lt;br /&gt;...i have been procrastinating starting my vcd unit 3 folio just in case i stuff up&lt;br /&gt;...i have talked more to my cousins away from KL than i normally would&lt;br /&gt;...my grandfather gave his heart to Jesus&lt;br /&gt;...i went to the beach twice&lt;br /&gt;...i have felt happier than the whole of last year combined&lt;br /&gt;...i have taken a break from being on the emotional rollercoaster&lt;br /&gt;...i have taken to hanging out with people i never expected&lt;br /&gt;...i have been looking for orange jewelery, but to no avail&lt;br /&gt;...i went to the conservatory in crown for all-you-can-eat&lt;br /&gt;...we went on a week long bludge trip which turned out to be exactly what we needed&lt;br /&gt;...i have been hiding my fear of this coming year&lt;br /&gt;...i have been savouring every moment&lt;br /&gt;...i have taken to exercising :) not that i like it&lt;br /&gt;...the song most stuck in my head was "Let's Dance To Joy Division" by the Wombats&lt;br /&gt;...i decided to start a list of 'things to do after year 12'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...turned out quite different to what i expected. it's still not too late, two weeks of it left! then, then, my life ENDS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-126734179570253261?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/126734179570253261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=126734179570253261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/126734179570253261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/126734179570253261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2010/01/these-holidays.html' title='These holidays...'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-7805134447595355164</id><published>2009-12-31T16:29:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T16:29:18.888+11:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye 2009</title><content type='html'>so as many of my friends know, i am incredible sentimental and fond of memories. this year held probably just as many great, epic, life-changing events as most other years. but that doesnt make 2009 any less important. so.. here is the year that is, and soon will be that was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the year begun with hard work with the new experiences, new people and a new environment that was &lt;b&gt;virgin music&lt;/b&gt; (inside myer, eastland). my summer job was fun, scary and it got me my SLR :) scooping ice cream and making milkshakes was great also. especially that one indian family who came in and ordered "hokey pokey ice cream" and made me laugh like crazy. imagine "hokey pokey ice cream" said in an indian accent and you'll understand why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum and i went to see &lt;b&gt;wicked&lt;/b&gt; the musical. boy was that awesome :) it was really the beginning of learning more about musical theatre and coming to love it with the rest of my music class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;chinese new year&lt;/b&gt; was a great time of catching up with family friends. especially my pastors' kids friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;school&lt;/b&gt; started and i LOOOOOVVVEEEDDD VCE so much haha. my favourite subject at school was VCD and music. the most fufilling (of course after it was over) was year 12 methods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was &lt;b&gt;my birthday&lt;/b&gt;, and i had two big parties, with many friends i hadnt seen in a long time like reuben and tim. it was great to catch up with everyone again! we also went to the city for jason's birthday and had japanese at meshiya. that was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year had a kinda party drought. but who could forget julia's&lt;b&gt; geeks &amp; nerds&lt;/b&gt; party? best party theme ever :) it was so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never wouldve thought id go to &lt;b&gt;woolaning&lt;/b&gt; this year. it was such an amazing experience. i will forever love those on that trip! and the places we visited. swimming and teaching and playing music and playing cards and getting sunburnt and eating grain waves and cookie dough and strange tasting twiggy sticks. i learnt SO much and God was so real on that trip. i'll never forget it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year was the ending of the &lt;b&gt;ms yan clan&lt;/b&gt;. we miss you ms yan :'( we had so many great moments together! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our year eleven&lt;b&gt; 'camp'&lt;/b&gt; was sooo pathetic this year. but it was still fun-ish. we had a great time. thank goodness for our optimistic year level!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we visited &lt;b&gt;tasmania&lt;/b&gt; this year. it was such a great rest. it's always great to see friends who are practically family again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;formal &lt;/b&gt;was great. i still think year 10 formal was fun-ner, but it was still fun. who wouldnt find getting all dressed up and pretty and taking pictures and drinking tea all night not fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we visited &lt;b&gt;sydney &amp; canberra&lt;/b&gt; this year too. i realised the reason i loved cities (in sydney, not canberra). i was SICK the whole time.. possibly with swine flu (as i later found out like half my music class had swine flu and we had spent the whole previous week together rehearsing like crazy!) we visited three differernt chocolate cafes and ate SOOO much food! it was a great family time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rachael DEFOE &lt;/b&gt; visited melbourne! it was so great to see her again. i really missed her a lot! and i still do :'( it was so great to reminisce with her again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;music camp&lt;/b&gt; this year was great cos WE GOT TO STAY ONE NIGHT! we watched high school musical all night long and jumped on the trampoline and jammed and played until our backs and our fingers and our necks were sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;keisha &amp; serenity&lt;/b&gt; visited australia! it was so great to spend time with my little cousins who i barely got to know cos we moved to melb while they were still in new zealand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;labour day weekend&lt;/b&gt; spent with the lings at phillip island was a fun time of catching up with my gracie again. we took many many pictures and even saw koala bears! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year has changed our &lt;b&gt;friendship groups&lt;/b&gt; so much! (sounds so high school-y) classes and study blocks have shaped them a lot. i'm glad i got to make so many new friends like jarrad, sally, julia, brett and even at youth and church with tommy and lucien. i also met a whole bunch of pastor's kids' and youth at different churches like ICC. i grew closer to some of my old friends and grew further from some too. i guess that's just how life goes isnt it? i wouldnt have had it any other way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year i have grown much more in my &lt;b&gt;music&lt;/b&gt; than any other year. i've practiced harder and more last minute (nobody tell my piano teacher) than any other year. i've enjoyed my music SOO much more this year.. thanks to my music performance class! we had so much fun doing ensembles and performing to our family and friends. who could forget our dinners at hungry jacks and red rooster to calm our nerves and wreck our vocal chords (to the singers). yeah. good times, good times.."no day but today".. "nice white kids who like to lead the way, and once a month we have our NEGRO DAY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saying goodbye to our &lt;b&gt;year twelves&lt;/b&gt; wasn't easy :'( we will miss you guys. but it was a great day and so much fun to do our fundraiser! i think next year will be a great year with our nice, clean common room and our fundraising money already with a plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we haven't had many of our 'girls only' &lt;b&gt;sleepovers&lt;/b&gt; very often anymore. but this year held an epic one at liv's. we ate and ate from our array of desserts and sweets and watched jane austen movies. then we got blacklisted for sleepovers at liv's haha. we felt SOOO sick, but it was such a great night of bonding and dnms and gossip and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year a very important event took place.. &lt;b&gt;METHODS ENDED&lt;/b&gt; let's all jump around and scream with joy!!!!!!!!!! it was a great class. we will forever love you mrs law. it was a tough year, but a fufilling one. and all the work was worth it, and all i have to say is "i laugh at you all who have to do it next year.. =P" when it ended, we had a blast at chirnside.. eating and being happy (even though year eleven exams were the week after). nathaniel won so much chocolate from the vending machine. and i still have my toy fish from that day. (thanks nat!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year has been great through and through. it has held many unexpected moments. i guess that's what life's about right? i will miss year eleven, and the year twelves this year and the memories and the study block and everything i've had this year, but 2010 is geared up to already top 2009 above and beyond.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-7805134447595355164?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/7805134447595355164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=7805134447595355164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/7805134447595355164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/7805134447595355164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye-2009.html' title='goodbye 2009'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-6196704888250818917</id><published>2009-12-19T18:18:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T17:39:01.026+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry (Almost) Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good evening&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; great world wide web =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems i have not blogged in quite a while and i probably should again. Mainly because &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;facebook's photo upload function&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is currently not working on my computer and i'm beginning to get utterly frustrated. i've tried everything! so then i exercised my last option.. giving up !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has transpired since the last time i blogged. Mainly things such as exams, presentation evening, rehearsals for presentation evening, a trip to Tasmania and getting my VCAA results for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the moment though, i'm incredibly excited about these holidays. For those who have recently talked to me, they'll find this a surprise. &lt;strong&gt;yes, i complained&lt;/strong&gt; about how i didnt get a summer job and how everybody is away blah -di-blah. i'm over it all. When we were in Tasmania, i read a lot of magazines. i mean A LOT. mostly 'belle' - an architecture, interior design magazine, 'frankie' - an art, culture, design &amp;amp; music magazine and lots of lifestyle ones too. so, i am currently inspired by design and crafty type things. i see these holidays as a time to develop my crafty skills. i have made some cards already and made elysia's christmas present (a smiggle pencilcase which i decorated). I am really looking forward to catching up with some friends i haven't kept much in contact with throughout this year like Amy. It'll be a great chance for me to as most of my closer friends are away (lucky people..bring me back presents :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to spending some quality time with my piano (and violin) too. It's going to be a HUGE year in music and i better be prepared! There's Grade 8 piano, and hopefully Grade 6/7 Violin (or at least be up to that standard) and VCE Piano Solo Music Performance. It's so exciting !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;excited &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;about year twelve all at the same time. nervous because it's year twelve and from my experiences this year.. it's hard to score! Also, most of my subjects are arty subjects and there are so many people who are SO good at art! So i better work extra hard! Excited because we have the best year level after, the common room, tea and my subjects are great :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure going to also enjoy catching up on all my series. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Glee, Gossip Girl, Gilmore Girls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (wow so many G's) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;One Tree Hill, How I Met Your Mother&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big Bang Theory&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (especially since James comes back from Malaysia in the next week and can bring me up to speed with Big Bang!!!). Yeah, it's going to be &lt;em&gt;quite&lt;/em&gt; a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;summer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tvshowsforall.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/onetreehill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://tvshowsforall.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/onetreehill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq91/ReganOSU/glee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 398px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq91/ReganOSU/glee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://foitv.com/img2/the-big-bang-theory-vm43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://foitv.com/img2/the-big-bang-theory-vm43.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://talkin.tv/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/gilmore_girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://talkin.tv/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/gilmore_girls.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://images1.fanpop.com/images/photos/1600000/Gossip-Girl-gossip-girl-1694739-1024-768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 297px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://images1.fanpop.com/images/photos/1600000/Gossip-Girl-gossip-girl-1694739-1024-768.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, catch you all up soon with how my summer actually goes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt; and a Happy New Year! I'm sure God will continue to bless you all in the New Year and over this Christmas season. Embrace the love and joy going around!&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/7648562393898475867-6196704888250818917?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/6196704888250818917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=6196704888250818917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/6196704888250818917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/6196704888250818917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-almost-christmas.html' title='Merry (Almost) Christmas'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-7401864122976727164</id><published>2009-10-07T18:57:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T19:05:45.065+11:00</updated><title type='text'>undo</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"to label me a prodigal would be only scratching the surface of who i've been known to be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;turn me around, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pick me up,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;undo what i've become.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bring me back,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to the place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;of forgiveness and grace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need you, need your help&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can't do this myself, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're the only one, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who can &lt;strong&gt;undo what i've become&lt;/strong&gt;." - undo, rush of fools&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always thought i could handle it, that i'd be strong enough, that when it came to it, i could say "&lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt;". i always though i'd never need to deal with it, i always thought i could turn my back, i thought i'd never even need to decide ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they tell us we need to say&lt;em&gt; "no",&lt;/em&gt; we need to stand strong and wait, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but they never said that it'd be this hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from all this thinking, the dilema still abounds - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;VCD or music next year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, exams are fast approaching. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i want it to end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;want it to go away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-7401864122976727164?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/7401864122976727164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=7401864122976727164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/7401864122976727164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/7401864122976727164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2009/10/undo.html' title='undo'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-9114106592305746165</id><published>2009-10-06T21:38:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T21:55:46.840+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hot and cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;two weeks ago,&lt;/em&gt; i was frying in 37 degree weather. now, i'm freezing. it's been a while since i've written. i missed you blog. just a tad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;where to start?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was &lt;em&gt;formal in august&lt;/em&gt;, then &lt;strong&gt;woolaning in september&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;em&gt;the trip which changed my life.&lt;/em&gt; truly. it was amazing. then, now we're in october. exams are fast approaching and &lt;strong&gt;everything is happening at once.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days, everyone is stressed. including my family. it's the time of the year when people start to give up - when it seems most crucial. second day back at school, and i received some bad news, &lt;strong&gt;music and VCD clash next year as subjects&lt;/strong&gt; -.- they were my preference 1 and 2! so, it's one by distance ed or drop one. which is gay, cos both are my absolute utter favourite subjects. music has the best class and i've worked so hard to get here and VCD is what i need for a future in design! maybe God doesnt want me in design. &lt;em&gt;its such a hard decision.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one hard decision after another..&lt;br /&gt;God challenged me to put HIM first. above studies. that is SO hard, and i didn't even realise how hard it would be. but honestly, i always feel like praying and i'm excited to pray or to read my bible now which i havent been in a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;living for God means dying to ourselves and living wholly for Him, it's such a simple concept, but boy is it hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my discovery of today - my amuzement if you will - that &lt;em&gt;music can elicit emotions within you.&lt;/em&gt; the fact that as we were analysing a piece in music for it's texture, we felt scared because the music was one that sounded like the soundtrack of a horor movie. then, music makes us laugh sometimes. i'm not sure if un-musical people see these details. but, i love my music performance class for allowing me to discover these little but profound things in life - such as this: &lt;em&gt;that music can &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;change your mood,&lt;/span&gt; it can make you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;something, or &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;react&lt;/span&gt; a certain way, that in music, you &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;don't need words&lt;/span&gt; - just the right notes, that &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;silence&lt;/span&gt; is just as important as sound, and that without music ; i would be a very depressed little soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all in all, life seems a &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lately, like i'm rushing through it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;frustrating,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;stressful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;fufilling,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;exciting,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;detailed,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;crazy&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;but, in all things, no matter what happens, if i fail, the world will still spin and &lt;strong&gt;Jesus will still be Lord&lt;/strong&gt;. i take comfort in that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-9114106592305746165?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/9114106592305746165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=9114106592305746165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/9114106592305746165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/9114106592305746165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2009/10/hot-and-cold.html' title='hot and cold'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-5180231354682605961</id><published>2009-06-15T20:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:01:10.078+10:00</updated><title type='text'>just for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;"And here I go,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Letting go&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just another, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;let you go&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I never thought I could be like this&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanna spend every moment here with you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You've shown me a place I've seen but never knew&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So here I am Here I am&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here I am&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here I am&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just for you" - William Tell, Just For You&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"never forget me, cos if i thought you would, i'd never let you go.." - Winnie the pooh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i miss you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-5180231354682605961?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/5180231354682605961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=5180231354682605961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/5180231354682605961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/5180231354682605961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-for-you.html' title='just for you'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-3587179755720231015</id><published>2009-06-07T17:53:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T17:58:57.145+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ben sherman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SitybgG11eI/AAAAAAAAARM/f5oU3O0enbk/s1600-h/UKHeroLandscape_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344491199605888482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SitybgG11eI/AAAAAAAAARM/f5oU3O0enbk/s320/UKHeroLandscape_L.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SitybgakPhI/AAAAAAAAARE/8-rIlCmHmYM/s1600-h/kids_landing_08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344491199688621586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SitybgakPhI/AAAAAAAAARE/8-rIlCmHmYM/s320/kids_landing_08.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aren't these kids the cutest thing in the world?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i ♥ ben sherman shirts.&lt;br /&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/7648562393898475867-3587179755720231015?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/3587179755720231015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=3587179755720231015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3587179755720231015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3587179755720231015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2009/06/ben-sherman.html' title='ben sherman'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SitybgG11eI/AAAAAAAAARM/f5oU3O0enbk/s72-c/UKHeroLandscape_L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-3927754569254803440</id><published>2009-05-25T20:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:08:02.773+10:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel inadequte beyond words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Marianne Williamson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-3927754569254803440?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/3927754569254803440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=3927754569254803440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3927754569254803440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3927754569254803440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-feel-inadequte-beyond-words.html' title='i feel inadequte beyond words'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-3687027745735265323</id><published>2009-05-07T21:23:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:25:40.640+10:00</updated><title type='text'>let's go fungi, let's go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;wow three years has passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and just like that, the years blow by us as if it were just a passing gust of wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 32, 16); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Yellow Leaf - Isaac Ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Summer's fading,&lt;br /&gt;A chilling wind starts to blow.&lt;br /&gt;As leaves start to fall,&lt;br /&gt;So do friends come and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trees grow proud,&lt;br /&gt;As they boast crowns of gold.&lt;br /&gt;But when that last leaf falls,&lt;br /&gt;The trees shiver in cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're like that last leaf,&lt;br /&gt;So bright and full of cheer,&lt;br /&gt;As time goes on,&lt;br /&gt;We'll all miss you dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A youthful cheer's lost,&lt;br /&gt;We all heave a sigh.&lt;br /&gt;But we'll always remember,&lt;br /&gt;The time you said "Goodbye".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;now here we are, all those years later,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i miss you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-footer" style="margin-top: 0.75em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.1em; font: normal normal normal 78%/normal 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 1.4em; "&gt;&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/7648562393898475867-3687027745735265323?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/3687027745735265323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=3687027745735265323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3687027745735265323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3687027745735265323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2009/05/lets-go-fungi-lets-go.html' title='let&apos;s go fungi, let&apos;s go!'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-7102398194551093393</id><published>2009-05-02T19:25:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T19:31:19.651+10:00</updated><title type='text'>top designs</title><content type='html'>now i know. this is what i want to do for the rest of my life... create things, imagine things, colour things, draw things, MAC things.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;designers are such weird people with strange ideas yet i want to be one of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No one ever creates anything original" said the industrial designer who lectured us yesterday at Melbourne museum. it's true, everything that is being done has been done before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the works were incredible, with each individual folio representing hours and hours of work, tears, and mini triumphs. the type no one knows about except they themselves. my favourite was the girl who designed undies and the guy who designed pegs.. seriously awesome marketing and designs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the rest of the day didnt really turn out as planned. shopping with the girls got a bit boring after a while so everyone left early with me at the city for an extra 45 minutes waiting to catch the same train as my mum. so, i found a vintage shop.. (btw, who gets the authority to call something 'vintage' and not just 'secondhand'? because the stuff in there should be worth a 1/10 of the price!) and then i went to fed square and listened to a bit of jazz (as its the melbourne international jazz festival atm.) it was quite nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was open day at school, it was great! i always love open days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-7102398194551093393?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/7102398194551093393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=7102398194551093393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/7102398194551093393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/7102398194551093393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2009/05/top-designs.html' title='top designs'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-6785396274881009880</id><published>2009-04-30T20:28:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:55:32.292+10:00</updated><title type='text'>unexpectedly eventful week</title><content type='html'>this week wasnt meant to be this way, but now that it has turned out so, i must blog. so many things have and are happening this week in terms of events that i am so dead tired, but then it feels as if not much has changed. anyway, here's a quick update/summary.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. the territory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my school is taking two missions trips open to year 11s (next year's year 12s). one in january to cambodia and one in september to the northern territory. i cannot afford the one to cambodia no matter how much i would LOVE to (mainly cos it costs $3,500), so i may be going to the NT in september as that trip is only $750. however, i promised my parents i'd go halves. so, if over the holidays there is work available - even just babysitting/cleaning houses, i'm ready for action =D - oh and if anyone wants to donate, that is welcome too !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. pivot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the pivot competition entry closes tomorrow. my piece is done (i have to admit not my favourite or the best of my work, but jarrad convinced me i 'might as well' since the school is paying for everything) and handed in. so, it's in, we'll see how it all pans out! opening night is on the 14th of May at "Red Earth Gallery, Mooroolbark Community Centre", please come and check it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. aths day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and kathryn ran (and walked) the 1500 meters in rain and hail and we were sooo wet by the end of it. but, it was fun and a great experience and we spent most of the freezing tuesday under sally's 'curry scarf' (named so as it smelt of curry). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. steamboat algae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes we had steamboat at youth cell - i know you're all jealous XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was great, a great discussion and study, and great company. i think God has really put a great group together this year for each of us to grow. jarrad and dora came along and that was all good fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. tea o' clock live&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes jarrad and i (and dora) had tea o' clock for the first time in real life (not over MSN), and it was fabulous! mum even gave us strawberries :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. VCD excursion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow is the VCD excursion at melbourne museum to see the Top Designs exhibition and hear pro designers lecture. i'm really excited especially as i really want to get into the design field when i'm older. we get dismissed at 1 o' clock from the museum so we may head into the CBD for some hardcore city shopping (GLUE has 70% off apparently) or just catch a movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. open day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is on saturday, so school music life is very busy ATM. in fact i've had so many rehearsals this week its not even funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. studies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes it seems i doing well in everything but METHODS. lets not go there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. visitors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we've had visitors for 3 weeks straight (3 different sets) and all i want is my room, my bed, my desk, my routine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think that's it for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we got a new computer and so all my files are being loaded on. i hope i dnt lose anything and i hope that everything is set just the way i like it ASAP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-6785396274881009880?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/6785396274881009880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=6785396274881009880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/6785396274881009880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/6785396274881009880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2009/04/unexpectedly-eventful-week.html' title='unexpectedly eventful week'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-5083838553215175142</id><published>2009-04-26T19:21:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T19:22:01.717+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sarts in melb</title><content type='html'>me &amp;amp; adri are going to chapel st to strut in our coolest &amp;amp; weirdest clothes with my DSLR so the sartorialist will notice us and snap us and blog us ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://thesartorialist.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great week everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-5083838553215175142?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/5083838553215175142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=5083838553215175142' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/5083838553215175142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/5083838553215175142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2009/04/sarts-in-melb.html' title='sarts in melb'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-3028536305353497174</id><published>2009-04-25T20:27:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T20:38:45.586+10:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping</title><content type='html'>well today i went to DFO essendon with mum, elysia &amp;amp; aunty lyn and aunty lyn bought me a $30 dress marked down from $170. it is so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ive found now everytime i shop theres a battle, on the one hand, i want almost everything i see, and on the other hand i know i shouldn't want these things cos i dnt need them. and i picture the faces of those little kids in cambodia, of those little girls with the umbrellas, of nong gai &amp;amp; nong koy &amp;amp; jordan &amp;amp; ai zhang &amp;amp; lei khung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm torn.. between that new dress and those suffering faces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-3028536305353497174?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/3028536305353497174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=3028536305353497174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3028536305353497174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3028536305353497174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2009/04/shopping.html' title='shopping'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-5092422288534539392</id><published>2009-04-22T21:48:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:50:46.139+10:00</updated><title type='text'>iHate</title><content type='html'>methods.&lt;br /&gt;being stressed about methods while trying to study other things.&lt;br /&gt;no study periods.&lt;br /&gt;injections.&lt;br /&gt;pain.&lt;br /&gt;blood.&lt;br /&gt;methods.&lt;br /&gt;SACs.&lt;br /&gt;exams.&lt;br /&gt;methods.&lt;br /&gt;no credit.&lt;br /&gt;methods.&lt;br /&gt;getting stuck on MSN/facebook when hw is awaiting.&lt;br /&gt;methods.&lt;br /&gt;procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;people who complain about how much work they have.&lt;br /&gt;people who complain about how little time they have.&lt;br /&gt;people who complain about how they do "so much".&lt;br /&gt;methods.&lt;br /&gt;methods.&lt;br /&gt;methods.&lt;br /&gt;methods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-5092422288534539392?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/5092422288534539392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=5092422288534539392' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/5092422288534539392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/5092422288534539392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2009/04/ihate.html' title='iHate'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-909502286236769474</id><published>2009-04-19T17:46:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:45:39.349+10:00</updated><title type='text'>tea o' clock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SerW5-LcqXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/f9gNBPbaj14/s1600-h/tea+o+clock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 308px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SerW5-LcqXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/f9gNBPbaj14/s320/tea+o+clock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326305800750934386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jarrad and i have tea o' clock at the exact time we both feel like a cup of tea. this is normally at the exact same time which is kinda scary. we renamed this time tea o' clock. it's normally between 9-9.30 PM depending on what time we woke up and what time we had dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night he had tea o' clock without me because i was in bed by 9PM. i slept so early because i woke up at 5AM that morning to send my cousins off to the airport. serenity &amp;amp; keisha were a joy to have. i felt more like their mum than cousin! they were pure sunshine and i miss them already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, holidays have ended. in fact, theres about 6 hours, 11 minutes left of holidays. i'm going to savour every moment and laugh at you all who are trying to cram in holiday hw last minute. you really shouldnt have procrastinated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great first week everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-909502286236769474?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/909502286236769474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=909502286236769474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/909502286236769474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/909502286236769474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2009/04/tea-o-clock.html' title='tea o&apos; clock'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SerW5-LcqXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/f9gNBPbaj14/s72-c/tea+o+clock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-2138792238229006924</id><published>2009-04-18T19:59:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:10:41.574+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is Hard</title><content type='html'>jarrad and i were talking about how everything good comes to an end; like school holidays or meals or friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(pi) says (7:38 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;nah, not so stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i think thats what everone wants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;but it never really happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;the only so called 'forever'. the term i use loosly here, i meant to be the husband/wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;however that remains to be seen these days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;danica says (7:39 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;yes which is sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i had this conversation with isaac too.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hes like, "friends forever.. do you believe in that?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"mmm.. not really, people change too often and i move too much"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;danica says (7:40 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i probably sounded cynical but its true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(pi) says (7:40 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hmm it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;most good things come to an end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;then i was listening to James Morrison's album 'Songs for You, Truths for Me' because i just downloaded it and i absolutely love James Morrison's voice. His song 'Love is Hard' is one which stuck out to me, so i looked up the lyrics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;They're treading lightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; No they, don't sink in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; There's no tracks to follow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; they don't care where they going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; And if they're lucky and they'll,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; they'll get to see and if they're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; really really lucky they'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; get to feel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; And it kicks so hard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; it breaks your bones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; Cuts so deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; it hits your soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; Tears your skin and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; makes your blood flow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; It's better that you know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; That love is hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; Love takes hostages,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; gives them pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; gives someone the power to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; hurt you again and again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; oooh, but they don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; And if they're lucky and they'll,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; they'll get to see and if they're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; really really lucky they'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; they'll get to feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; And if they're, they're truly blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; and they're get to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; and if you're dammed, you'll never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; let yourself be diseased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; love is hard, love is hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; If it was easy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; it wouldn't mean nothing though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;font-size:8;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;font-size:8;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and yes, it actually is quite depressing, but i think its true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-2138792238229006924?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/2138792238229006924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=2138792238229006924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/2138792238229006924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/2138792238229006924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-is-hard.html' title='Love is Hard'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-5518109408669689172</id><published>2009-04-10T11:29:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T11:34:16.630+10:00</updated><title type='text'>pivot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/Sd6hv8gnvhI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/iwoF3vu0D64/s1600-h/edit+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/Sd6hv8gnvhI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/iwoF3vu0D64/s320/edit+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322869654667378194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is driving me insane.&lt;br /&gt;i can't get the right shot.&lt;br /&gt;i am yet to look at a photograph i've taken and think 'that's it. that's the one'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could get it right&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could be better.&lt;br /&gt;why are my photos soooooooo bad?&lt;br /&gt;and why are my photoshopping skills so primitive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think it's a good frustration,&lt;br /&gt;because it's one that will drive me to be better,&lt;br /&gt;to get better,&lt;br /&gt;to enter this competition with the perfect shot(s)&lt;br /&gt;and win more than just prize money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. i'll win the knowledge that i've grown as an artist, and the hope that i've still got a long way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but until then, the frustration continues.&lt;br /&gt;it keeps me up at night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. the girl with the umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;SHADE 4 30C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comment me on facebook in regard to what you think.&lt;br /&gt;i am reshooting and reshooting so theyre upcoming too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2009/04/pivot.html' title='pivot'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/Sd6hv8gnvhI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/iwoF3vu0D64/s72-c/edit+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-6052512467366263983</id><published>2009-03-25T21:24:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:29:31.837+11:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday night</title><content type='html'>it was an awesome night made even awesomer by the reunion of old friends that night. it was so good to see  you all again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its amazing how much has changed since then. since those days of grace and my fake-bubblyness, since those days of pink fashionising, since those days of singing the veronicas and thinking we were 'tres hot'. since those long four years ago which have slipped by ever so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou for the friendships, memories and love since then. i constantly miss you fungus youth everyday, yet am thankful i am where i am because i know i'm living in his sovereign plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm sixteen.. hopefully wiser and smarter in some way or another :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got my L's. =) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures on facebook of the party everybody.&lt;br /&gt;much love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-6052512467366263983?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-3187873239147093990</id><published>2009-03-15T15:58:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:38:38.972+11:00</updated><title type='text'>best friends</title><content type='html'>i was checking out one of my primary school friend's myspace page and i realised how many friendships i've gone through the past sixteen years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, as a bit of a tribute to those who've made an OUTSTANDING contribution to my life the past sixteen years.. here are my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my cousin david yeoh - best friend: newborn to eight years old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SbyuehtWBII/AAAAAAAAAPc/Pt1Js4JvcxU/s1600-h/dave1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SbyuehtWBII/AAAAAAAAAPc/Pt1Js4JvcxU/s320/dave1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313313499858207874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were three/six; we thought that you died when you were ten years old cos we couldnt count past that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were four/seven; i wanted to marry him.. but aparantly you can't marry your cousin lol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were six/nine; we experienced our first 'all-nighter' with our cousins hau yang &amp;amp; yu yang and then went to sunway lagoon the next day absolutely dead tired&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were six/nine; we played this game with our cousins aaron &amp;amp; donny where the aim was to get to the front door from my grandma's room without any adult seeing us. we had awesome codes like, "the coast is clear" and "back to base camp"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;he taught me football (soccer) and music and many many things. we still hang out when i visit malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amy hiew - best friend: four to eight years old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SbyufNx2dUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/8JMdAw_WaRg/s1600-h/amy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SbyufNx2dUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/8JMdAw_WaRg/s320/amy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313313511688271170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were five/eight; we used to have many sleepovers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we used to always go swimming, and have lunch after church&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;she was my big sister, we still hang out and go for tong shui whenever i visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;natasha thiagarajah - best friend: seven to ten years old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SbyufuFCnMI/AAAAAAAAAP0/dvfKi71CNGc/s1600-h/natasha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SbyufuFCnMI/AAAAAAAAAP0/dvfKi71CNGc/s320/natasha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313313520358694082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were seven/six; we used to go to the park opposite her's to play on the playground&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we ordered maccas at midnight (cos malaysia has free delivery) last year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;church wouldnt be the same without her - sticker photos and old fashion mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sarah goh - best friend; ten to twelve years old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SbyufzI63-I/AAAAAAAAAP8/_PBXt7rNlA8/s1600-h/sarah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SbyufzI63-I/AAAAAAAAAP8/_PBXt7rNlA8/s320/sarah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313313521717141474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were eleven/twelve; we'd sing usher confessions part 2 and welcome to my life by simple plan at the top of our lungs with li ming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were eleven/twelve; we went to phillip island and took so many catalogues from the surf shop they probably thought we were stealing something&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were ten/eleven; we made a slide from her top bunk to her bottom at the old doncaster house opposite the RSL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were eleven/twelve; we went to the snow/camping together. we went skiing and body boarding like mad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;cell group was sarah and liming and singing very very loud. summer was always at wye river and winter near falls creek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;evelyn perry - best friend; nine to twelve years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SbyufNkbfrI/AAAAAAAAAPs/5wwaiUUENAI/s1600-h/eve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SbyufNkbfrI/AAAAAAAAAPs/5wwaiUUENAI/s320/eve.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313313511631978162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were eleven; we'd stay in and play cards with the girls. we said, "when we're all old and in year nine we'll probably think.. how nerdy are we? but oh well!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were eleven; we made a movie with all our friends for a school assignment. it involved a jack hammer, an egyptian tomb, and painting hieroglyphics on the prep storeroom wall&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were eleven; we named a tree heath and fed it with our rubbish with the rest of our friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were ten; jason want was the coolest&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;mecs would've been so sad without you! i loved primary school cos of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grace ling - best friend twelve to now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/Sby5ZeNFrHI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5xAf_RfxucA/s1600-h/me+n+grace+at+kids+camp.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/Sby5ZeNFrHI/AAAAAAAAAQE/5xAf_RfxucA/s320/me+n+grace+at+kids+camp.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313325507646172274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were twelve/thirteen; we thought that we were the asian veronicas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were thirteen/fourteen; we wore pajamas to shaun's party&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were twelve/thirteen; we went around saying, "honey do you love me? baby if you love me smile =)"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were fourteen/fifteen; we had moping nights with weis tubs, dove chocolate truffle, pringles and watermelon while watching soppy chick flicks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were thirteen/fourteen; we mc-ed rally night, and us and joanne would go around saying, "whatever your mother works in mcdonalds with minimum wages"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were fifteen/sixteen; we stayed overnight at a hotel and ate trampoline all night long&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were fourteen/fifteen; we had breaky at ikea all the time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were fourteen/fifteen; our favourite movie was hating alison ashley "why do we have to be ugly? i mean HELLO!" and napoleon dynamite "do the chickes have large talons?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;theres many more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;my life wouldnt be the same without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;isaac ho, jerusha ho &amp;amp; adrienne kher - best friends fourteen to now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/Sby5Z7Cs9ZI/AAAAAAAAAQM/w4aqRhMltYk/s1600-h/DSC05751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/Sby5Z7Cs9ZI/AAAAAAAAAQM/w4aqRhMltYk/s320/DSC05751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313325515387237778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;last year; we went to proud peacock after watching hancock at the movies and laughed until we cried and our stomachs hurt and we were about to throw up! (cos isaac is SOO lame)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;last year; we had a F.R.I.E.N.D.S marathon with jan and ann.. isaac cooked 7 packets of mee goreng between me, ann &amp;amp; him (me and ann only ate one packet)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;last year; adri and i went crazy with my new SLR around knox&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when me and adri were in grade 4/5, we played polly pockets at her house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when me and isaac were in grade 4/8 or 9, we broke into the trampoline area of a campsite cos the asians stole the keys!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;you guys are simply the best. my lameness clan =) will love you all till the very end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dora tan - best friends thirteen till now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/Sby9Rdchu_I/AAAAAAAAAQc/xS3J0tBBDTw/s1600-h/DSC03610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/Sby9Rdchu_I/AAAAAAAAAQc/xS3J0tBBDTw/s320/DSC03610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313329768050047986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were in year eight; we dressed up and went to knox to watch stick it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were in year nine; we made awesome tim tam iced chocolates&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were in year ten; we went opp shop shopping in rosebud at camp&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when we were in year ten; i watched some of my first horror movies with you. :| WHY?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;school would be so boring and aussified without you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday we went to a 21st and her best friend made a speech and they'd been best friends for forever. a forever i'll never know because i never keep best friends for all that long. i hope some day someone can stand up and talk about me like she did about her best friend. they'd spent so many good times together and gone through so many phases. maybe some day i'll stop moving and have a forever best friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-3187873239147093990?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/3187873239147093990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=3187873239147093990' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3187873239147093990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3187873239147093990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2009/03/best-friends.html' title='best friends'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SbyuehtWBII/AAAAAAAAAPc/Pt1Js4JvcxU/s72-c/dave1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-6514250024469446534</id><published>2009-03-14T09:39:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T09:45:08.996+11:00</updated><title type='text'>tired and uninspired</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/Sbrg_zyFcbI/AAAAAAAAAPE/v4JbBadoKsw/s1600-h/3109ReiWeb.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;not that i still am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the song is called, 'tired and uninspired' by my american heart for those who wanted to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm actually feeling quite the opposite. my birthday brings much excitement this year as i get to meet up with many of my friends whom i havent met in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SbrhuVjLc6I/AAAAAAAAAPU/0P7UvLxZ2lU/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SbrhuVjLc6I/AAAAAAAAAPU/0P7UvLxZ2lU/s320/me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312806896611849122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the baby is turning sixteen. after waiting for so long, and watching the rest of you turn sixteen, then slowly eighteen and then i lose track of your ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you all very soon. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-6514250024469446534?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/6514250024469446534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=6514250024469446534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/6514250024469446534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/6514250024469446534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2009/03/tired-and-uninspired.html' title='tired and uninspired'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SbrhuVjLc6I/AAAAAAAAAPU/0P7UvLxZ2lU/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-1301726028547475894</id><published>2009-03-11T18:51:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T18:56:17.833+11:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>theres only nine minutes to write, so i'll dot point the important stuff and expand later (or i'll forget).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;for the first time since i was seven years old, i actually told someone about Jesus and explained the whole concept of forgiveness and redemption to someone who's never really ever known anything about him before. it's so reassuring to know that the God i believe in is an INCREDIBLE God.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tired and unispired is a song on my iTunes playlist, i can't remember by who, i'll find out. but, that describes music for me now. it's kinda getting stale and i hate that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;methods test on friday AGAIN, no cheat sheet &amp;amp; calculator free. why do they tell us so last minute? i'd better pass the way i'm studying.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;friends are not meant to be categorised. we all go through seasons, and i'm glad i've experienced the things i have with all my friends. to the current ones and the ones past and the ones to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;'Through it all, I made my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I stumble and fall, but I mean these words&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;With everything I won't let this go, these words are my heart and soul' - With Me, Sum 41&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;my birthday is in 5 days =D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;that was six minutes.&lt;br /&gt;i have to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-1301726028547475894?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/1301726028547475894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=1301726028547475894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/1301726028547475894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/1301726028547475894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2009/03/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-7828497834765696465</id><published>2009-02-26T19:38:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T19:43:37.653+11:00</updated><title type='text'>inspiration, or lack thereof</title><content type='html'>the piano and violin stare at me and make me feel the most guilt i've ever felt. you know why? because i don't touch them. and why don't i touch them? well, that is a bit more complicated. anyone who plays an instrument i think would understand that everytime you start a new piece, you eventually reach your 'peak', where all the notes seem to fit so well under your fingers and you seem to be so in tune with the music you play. then, one day, it starts going downhill. even though you've peaked, you HAVE to get it better, faster, take it to another level. but you can't. and it seems my technique and pieces are all past their peak at the moment, and that scares me, and frustrates me.. like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there's the awesome feeling i get when capture a photograph with my camera, and i look back at it and think, "that's the one".. it's the greatest feeling in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or the feeling you get when you get a test back and you did way better than you think you did. the sheer joy! and then all the work was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must music frustrate me so much?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-7828497834765696465?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/7828497834765696465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=7828497834765696465' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/7828497834765696465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/7828497834765696465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2009/02/inspiration-or-lack-thereof.html' title='inspiration, or lack thereof'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-2929128574005476044</id><published>2009-02-23T20:50:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:53:45.870+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the activation of the sympathetic nervous system</title><content type='html'>i think i'm doing too  much psych study..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had this lump on my right side of my neck, and its been hurting for like a week, so finally i go to the doctor's to get it checked out. she says, "your lymph note is swollen,  it's either a virus or glandula fever.." i'm think PLEASE NOT GLANDULA FEVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so she makes me go get a blood test and i almost cry before it from fear, but it doesnt even hurt! it hurts less than an injection! and then i get the results back and it's just a virus, thank God! If it had been glandula fever, i would've had to cut down on school hours and other commitments because one of the main symptoms of it is chronic fatigue, and that would've been terrible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, it's all ok =D and then my parasympathetic nervous system kicks in.. woo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-2929128574005476044?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/2929128574005476044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=2929128574005476044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/2929128574005476044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/2929128574005476044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2009/02/activation-of-sympathetic-nervous.html' title='the activation of the sympathetic nervous system'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-4967865000256076896</id><published>2009-02-21T19:49:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:34:09.764+11:00</updated><title type='text'>why i love you so</title><content type='html'>well, for a split second i thought, "maybe i should write a poem to my little lovely SLR", but no cos thats so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the main reason i'm writing;&lt;br /&gt;so last sunday, our youth had a barbeque/pool party at the arul's. it was really fun! so me, hillary and colin didnt go swimming so we were just sitting there talking, and colin was telling us about his freestyling and how much he loves it and how into it he is and how passionate he was about it, and about the cause. then, i met tommy (who if you go to donny secondary would know who he is.. year eleven asian guy who is really not asian and into fish) who was telling me all about his fish. no joking, ive never met someone who is so into something so unsual like fish (especially at our age right? like only old people who like to go fishing talk about fish) but anyway, he was telling me about them. and so, i thought, "wow these people are so passionate about these things they love.." and got inspired to really get ahead in my photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, my mummy said, "why don't you enter some photography competitions?" and i think this is a great idea, but i couldn't find many online. but i decided, no, i will have a goal, 'one incredible photograph everyday for seven days'. and so the goal was set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you want to see how i'm going (i'm on day five), check out this facebook link =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=89870&amp;amp;id=752157455&amp;amp;l=b9d13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the lamb&lt;br /&gt;2. slack&lt;br /&gt;3. rainbow&lt;br /&gt;4. model&lt;br /&gt;5. love, dream, laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;and please hold me accountable for my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-4967865000256076896?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-4167348838269741128</id><published>2009-01-28T20:11:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:44:10.152+11:00</updated><title type='text'>a new chapter</title><content type='html'>so as i put 2008 officially behind me with going to school today, i feel like i need to write, as if blogging and everything else that makes it feel like a new year comes with starting school. it is already almost feb, but this year feels like it's just begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so school today was a killer, with temperatures reaching above 43 degrees. the teachers all thought it was funny that they were running 'wet weather' timetable when it was really 'hot weather' timetable. it was blazer free and tie &amp;amp; top button free all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed my day, though it only was really 3 periods instead of the normal 7. it was chinese, english &amp;amp; methods, and i got homework (which wasnt hard stuff).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i have to report my holidays too. my explanation for it comes in two words - work &amp;amp; photographs. yes, work &amp;amp; holiday homework filled most of my days, while my new best friend - my Nikon SLR - hung out with me the rest. my mum thinks i took some good pictures that i should submit to some show or competition, but i still feel i have a LONG way to go. i am yet to master the white balance function as well as shooting manually on my digital SLR, but its all coming together, and i'm enjoying it thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spiritually, i haven't been awesome, to be honest. i have practically ignored God and maybe even avoided him because of several different things that have happened. also, (i know this is NO excuse but still) i usually do something very spiritually stimulating and refreshing this time of year like usually i go to planetshakers or last year it was the missions trip. i guess i tend to get very tired and worn out spiritually by now usually, but this year i've had to go without and that's been hard. last night though, i knew i had to make it right. i was literally scared of praying because i knew God wouldn't be happy with me. but, as soon as i started to ask for forgiveness, God really gave me peace. it was so overwhelming. i am so happy to report that i spent a great day with Jesus today, doing the normal stuff i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i'll leave you with my favourite shots this summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;you can check out more on facebook =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;enjoy starting school everybody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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kids you only see in world vision ads, giving away shoeboxes, feeding kids who will probably only eat a meal a day and reaching out to hug more kids than i can count! and who could forget those tales of me eating silkworms, crickets and red ants? it was truly an amazing experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my baby niece mikayla turned one month old! that was an ordeal which brought people to kuala lumpur from all over the world - the phillipines, australia and the far ends of malaysia. it was great to catch up with all her aunties &amp;amp; uncles again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then school started. the best subject i would have to say would be photography. those days we spent inhaling chemicals in the darkroom will never be forgotten. the days of mr. lau and charnes no. 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;methods and chinese was well.. you can't blame the teachers, they're just not subjects you would love to spend your friday afternoon doing, and yet there it was; alternating every friday were chinese &amp;amp; methods. thanks to the chapmans, amber &amp;amp; jason (and chris &amp;amp; KT in methods) for making the hours much more bearable. the memories of looking at the clock every 5 minutes with kathryn as we waited for those long 55 minute periods to end were excrutiating! couldn't have done it without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then fiddler rehearsals started. we weren't even in fiddler and we rehearsed as much as they did! but needless to say, through those saturday rehearsals, the strings bonded with the band, and with mr. hogg and it was an amazing show! and because of this, we made oxley history by putting together the first orchestra ever at the year seven show. that song would've made mr. tolkien very proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which leads me to the string camerata and sinfonia.. oh the .. frustrating moments we've shared this year! like that one entire rehearsal when we didn't even rehearse haha. ms yan - you are amazing.. we love you and we should so rename camerata to the ms yan clan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the winter holidays were possibly one of the best holidays i've ever spent in melbourne. this was made possible by isaac, jerusha &amp;amp; adrienne. the best outing of 2008 will forever be that day we journeyed to the GLEN for hancock and then to proud peacock for their famous diced beef &amp;amp; red rice. those holidays also held the F.R.I.E.N.D.S marathon together with jan &amp;amp; ann at the twin's. eating 7 packets of mee goreng and watching singaporean movies was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as my violin exam drew closer, i got more and more anxious. me and grace practiced like crazy and it all paid off. as we both made our way to the city all by ourselves, and sat our exams, we both came out five points of distinctions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end-of-year exams were very stressful, none of us knew if we'd come out of our methods exam breathing. but we did, and now look what we've done to our holidays - one chapter of year 12 maths YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the america trip in september with my family was one of the best holidays i've ever been on. and that fact may have a lot to do with the fact that we didn't fly jetstar, but that we actually got real service and in flight entertainment! i think i watched sex &amp;amp; the city four times, and the one episode of the big bang theory five times during one seventeen hour flight. disneyland was magical, universal was awesome and the family bonding time was greatly needed. after serveral exhausting flights to and from LA, we finally made it to KL yet again. it was great to catch up with family, to meet dave's girlfriend, to watch two movies, to go out for dinner with sarah, amy &amp;amp; melissa and to see my little baby mikayla all grown up! gosh i love travelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;year ten chapel was awesome! our army theme was so much fun and the dance was a great success.. i didn't die flipping over gab's back! gracie did an amazing job and i'll always appreciate the great musical talent our year level has as we played at chapel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chapel champions and lunchtime worship has been great this year. thanks to sal, jullia &amp;amp; jonny especially this year. i cannot wait to see what God is going to do through you guys; through us all at oxley in the years to come. it's all so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who could forget year ten art? it was a great subject. the 'do whatever you want as long as it's to do with another artist' project was so much fun. i learnt so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the legendary potato party with amber, renata &amp;amp; sarah on the holidays. that was sickening. truly sickening, but delicious and fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boxing day shopping was another tradation which remains unbroken. i had so much fun gracie =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;year ten camp was the best camp ever. it felt like a giant holiday with the whole year level more than anything. i'll never forget the day sal, mia, turh, dora, susie &amp;amp; i bonded over opp shopping at rosebud, or the time we all held hands and jumped off rosebud pier together, or the time we snorkelled out to pope's eye together, or the time we drove down to sorrento with mr barton, ruth, wes, cam, jason &amp;amp; dora and ate chips &amp;amp; gelati, or the time half of the girls in our year level stood up and sang 'my heart will go on'. camp was great =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;formal was so much fun, i think the whole notion of getting dressed up and cam whoring for an entire night was more fun than the actual formal. dancing was hillarious, especially when everyone stopped dancing in the middle of the tango and broke into normal dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;packing christmas shoeboxes was another fun day out especially 10.1 who weren't even my homegroup! the pure joy we all received from unpacking and packing those shoeboxes is indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going through the woship study was probably one of the most spiritual enriching things i've done this year. thanks ed for running that! i really learnt heaps about being a true worshipper in christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how could i forget to mention that 2008 was truly a year of parties, especially sweet 16ths. it was a great year; from gab's 80's karaoke to steph's reality tv show; it was all awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i started working this year. it started with teaching piano and then work experience at tonya hinde interiors and then getting a job at new zealand natural and leaving that for virgin music now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i got the most amazing toy this year; actually, two. my gliga violin 1 purchased right after fiddler, and my Nikon D-40 SLR right after exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so goodbye to an amazing year, goodbye 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/12/straight-no-chaser.html' title='straight no chaser'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-2779253098673159342</id><published>2008-12-19T17:53:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T17:55:32.026+11:00</updated><title type='text'>ok, ok, i'll blog!</title><content type='html'>the main reason i havent is because nothing much has been happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i would loooooooove to proudly annouce is that i got a Nikon D-40 SLR. and it's beautiful =). it was $574 and my parents are paying for half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i am so lazy and cannot possibly be stuffed loading pictures, please refer to my facebook album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=74615&amp;amp;l=c79c3&amp;amp;id=752157455&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-2779253098673159342?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/2779253098673159342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=2779253098673159342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/2779253098673159342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/2779253098673159342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/12/ok-ok-ill-blog.html' title='ok, ok, i&apos;ll blog!'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-268811670928166482</id><published>2008-12-12T10:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T10:53:43.251+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y82/j4ever/High_School_musical/High_School_Musical_3_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 420px" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y82/j4ever/High_School_musical/High_School_Musical_3_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took elysia to see high school musical 3 last night. it was exactly what i expected! not much of a plot, and heaps of songs! this movie felt a bit more mature, i don't think m sister enjoyed it very much. i think their target audience is older now so they made it for a bit of an older audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from that - honestly - not much has happened. and thus resulting in my lack of blog posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a potato party on tuesday. that was sickening! we had hash browns, beer batter chips, mash potato and scallop potato. mmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on wednesday we were at monash clayton the whole day cos we had presentation evening at robert blackwood, so we walked around all day and found this one place where they sold bubblecup and there was a hairdresser and pharmacy and mac reseller and phone shop. it was so random, it looked like an airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;anybody wanna do anything sometime?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-268811670928166482?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/268811670928166482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=268811670928166482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/268811670928166482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/268811670928166482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-took-elysia-to-see-high-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y82/j4ever/High_School_musical/th_High_School_Musical_3_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-1933482854992976942</id><published>2008-12-04T21:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:22:52.363+11:00</updated><title type='text'>retail.. therapy?</title><content type='html'>in reply to tim's tag. there actually is a funny story. the other night on msn, i kept calling keean a pedophile but i kept spelling it pedofile. and i actually thought it was spelt like that.. so clearly i am not one if i cant even spell the word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;i went to the city today for a myer register training so i can now use the register properly! and anyway on my breaks, i went to the basement and then to melbourne central and to t-bar (my new favourite shop), general pants co., sportsgirl, and then i went into valleygirl and thought 'finally, a shop i can afford' and the clothes were so damn ugly. oh why must my taste be so expensive these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to learn how to sew and shop at markets and opp shops. clothes are so expensive these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thats my ramblings for today. other than that, i made a whole puppet theatre in two hours out of an old cardboard box and some acrylic paint yesterday for sunday school =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-1933482854992976942?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/1933482854992976942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=1933482854992976942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/1933482854992976942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/1933482854992976942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/12/retail-therapy.html' title='retail.. therapy?'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-2026604809941839267</id><published>2008-12-01T19:38:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T19:51:34.360+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;oh i'm in love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/STOkRcXL0eI/AAAAAAAAAMw/UZOxzZvh8S4/s1600-h/DSCN2278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274740208159150562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/STOkRcXL0eI/AAAAAAAAAMw/UZOxzZvh8S4/s320/DSCN2278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/STOkQhgKLaI/AAAAAAAAAMo/jF4rxRdpHcc/s1600-h/DSCN2276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274740192359099810" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/STOkQhgKLaI/AAAAAAAAAMo/jF4rxRdpHcc/s320/DSCN2276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;isnt he cute?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's four and a quarter indian and three quarters chinese. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;his name is kieran =)&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-2026604809941839267?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/STOkRcXL0eI/AAAAAAAAAMw/UZOxzZvh8S4/s72-c/DSCN2278.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-2796256824747379135</id><published>2008-11-28T14:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T14:18:30.184+11:00</updated><title type='text'>FREEDOM!</title><content type='html'>wow, don't you just love the adrenalin rush you get after walking out of your last exam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i celebrated by going to my piano lesson. WOOO. it was so boring! haha. then my friend amber had a farewell party cos she's moving to sydney, so that was like party party after exams! we went swimming in the rain and thunder storm and watched inspector rex and zoolander. it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i am free. and my holidays at the moment consists of:&lt;br /&gt;work at virgin music&lt;br /&gt;holiday homework&lt;br /&gt;learning guitar&lt;br /&gt;running sunday school at church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be so rich by the end of summer =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-2796256824747379135?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/2796256824747379135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=2796256824747379135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/2796256824747379135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/2796256824747379135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/11/freedom.html' title='FREEDOM!'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-7084228172430650000</id><published>2008-11-23T17:06:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T17:16:51.558+11:00</updated><title type='text'>to relieve stress</title><content type='html'>you will all be so proud of me..&lt;br /&gt;i took the train by myself yesterday =) my parents finally let me lol.&lt;br /&gt;after work, i walked to ringwood station and trained to flinders street station to meet my parents who were at a baby shower at bok choy tang in fed square. unfortunately, there was a bus replacement from box hill to camberwell and it was raining and i got all wet... it was an interesting journey. i was so dead by the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eating leftovers at bok choy tang, me and mum and elysia walked to DFO spencer street. we only had like 2 hours by the time we got there. i got a necklace &amp;amp; bangle (wow havent bought jewelery in a while), a $10 little black dress from GRAB denim, a $10 top from GRAB (i got lotsa party clothes now) and a $5 scarf/scarve/scarfe (crap i cant spell scarf..) from just jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retail therapy does the job alright =)&lt;br /&gt;we then got a green tea latte from starbucks and off we went home on the train. by the time i got home, my feet were killing me and i still had to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, exams are tuesday - thursday -.-"&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll wing them, it's just year ten =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just watched gossip girl episode eleven. every episode makes me cry now lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. if you were interested (even remotely) at the juxtopoz magazine i mentioned last blog, my friend jarrad's dad went to the newsagent to see if they even get the magazine and they said that they get one a month that they usually send back because nobody buys it. so you CAN get it from the newsagent it's about $12-$13 i think and is cheaper if you subscribe online and get it mailed out.. although im not sure if they charge extra because it's an american magazine and they'd have to mail it overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS. i put through a sale all by myself yesterday =) i was so proud of myself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-7084228172430650000?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/7084228172430650000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=7084228172430650000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/7084228172430650000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/7084228172430650000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-relieve-stress.html' title='to relieve stress'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-3740711649752250214</id><published>2008-11-20T20:24:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T20:37:36.215+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artistic inspirations'/><title type='text'>juxtapoz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.juxtapoz.com/images/stories/2008/JX1008OCT/rae/ray-willows-rays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 480px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 677px" alt="" src="http://www.juxtapoz.com/images/stories/2008/JX1008OCT/rae/ray-willows-rays.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;one of our favourites.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TITLE: Ray Willows Rays (Self Portrait,) pencil on paper, 8 x 11'' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARTIST: T. S. Abe&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday jarrad showed me this art &amp;amp; culture magazine website called 'juxtapoz'. weird name i know. neither of us could say it properly to each other at school today lol. but i checked it out and found loads of awesome art. some is a bit weird - but lots of art is weird these days, some were sooo funny and some were just incredible. we were chatting about it over msn for hours - sending links back and forth going, 'look at this one!!'. i found this particular video and it was a youtube video of a guy painting a man wearing sunglases. the painter was painting on a rooftop in chicago, and his medium was spray paint. it was incredible! the video showcased his work and his progress throughout the day as he painted. it was a series of photographs with music in the background. and now i am so inspired with art again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had our last visual art lesson today =( but i finished my painting =) and im pretty happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so check out juxtapoz if you are interested in art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.juxtapoz.com/"&gt;http://www.juxtapoz.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-3740711649752250214?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/3740711649752250214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=3740711649752250214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3740711649752250214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3740711649752250214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/11/juxtapoz.html' title='juxtapoz'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-48786798615712624</id><published>2008-11-18T18:23:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T18:39:18.719+11:00</updated><title type='text'>a HUGE sigh of relief</title><content type='html'>methods is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so happy that i can't stop smiling. and though i probably did really bad, its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i just have to worry about my year 10 exams.. lol. they all seem so comical compared to methods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, here's my number one request for christmas. it's not expensive, but the only place i can find it is online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.lomography.com/products/dia_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://shop.lomography.com/products/dia_a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a diana camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically a cheap plastic camera with a cheap plastic lens whose photos are so BAD, they're good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com.au/Arrow-Diana-120mm-Camera-in-box-with-manual-and-strap_W0QQitemZ250324052857QQcmdZViewItem?hash=item250324052857&amp;amp;_trksid=p3286.m63.l1177"&gt;http://cgi.ebay.com.au/Arrow-Diana-120mm-Camera-in-box-with-manual-and-strap_W0QQitemZ250324052857QQcmdZViewItem?hash=item250324052857&amp;amp;_trksid=p3286.m63.l1177&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the very few links on ebay for this camera - this seems to be the cheapest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unicahome.com/p37758/lomo/diana-camera-by-lomo-bonnies-pick.html"&gt;http://www.unicahome.com/p37758/lomo/diana-camera-by-lomo-bonnies-pick.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another link outside ebay to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) happy shopping!&lt;br /&gt;BTW. if you would like to see how the images taken by this camera could look, view the link 'my photography teacher's site' under my links list. go into 'travel' on his page, and then click on 'diana photos'. he has some pretty awesome shots taken by this plastic camera!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-48786798615712624?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/48786798615712624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=48786798615712624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/48786798615712624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/48786798615712624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/11/huge-sigh-of-relief.html' title='a HUGE sigh of relief'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-1196167122703812484</id><published>2008-11-09T16:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T16:46:52.689+11:00</updated><title type='text'>maths methods</title><content type='html'>my textbook looks about ten feet high, and i just cannot seem to wrap my mind around it's contents. surely these next nine days will past so incredibly slowly. and by the time nine days are up, i will be the happiest person or the most devastated person on earth; because either it will all be over or my life will be - i refuse to re-do methods.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-1196167122703812484?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/1196167122703812484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=1196167122703812484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/1196167122703812484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/1196167122703812484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/11/maths-methods.html' title='maths methods'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-4309063517013438468</id><published>2008-11-07T17:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T17:41:34.783+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the simple joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SRPiEJU8IzI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ng1nW4k5-c0/s1600-h/Picture+243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265800950177342258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SRPiEJU8IzI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ng1nW4k5-c0/s320/Picture+243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SRPiD8vCVUI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3KoRJb_2r08/s1600-h/Picture+237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265800946797139266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SRPiD8vCVUI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3KoRJb_2r08/s320/Picture+237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SRPiDivgxII/AAAAAAAAAMQ/RbGa9Vy90NI/s1600-h/Picture+230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265800939819811970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SRPiDivgxII/AAAAAAAAAMQ/RbGa9Vy90NI/s320/Picture+230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SRPiDexbrUI/AAAAAAAAAMI/BPaJ6xnS68g/s1600-h/Picture+224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265800938754125122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SRPiDexbrUI/AAAAAAAAAMI/BPaJ6xnS68g/s320/Picture+224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SRPiDLBSB1I/AAAAAAAAAMA/YbNY_phK7bU/s1600-h/Picture+220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265800933451892562" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SRPiDLBSB1I/AAAAAAAAAMA/YbNY_phK7bU/s320/Picture+220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SRPg4cpNr3I/AAAAAAAAAL4/Wuu4CiiYBV0/s1600-h/Picture+219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265799649692594034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SRPg4cpNr3I/AAAAAAAAAL4/Wuu4CiiYBV0/s320/Picture+219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SRPg4AqUNXI/AAAAAAAAALw/aomr0_sL6hY/s1600-h/Picture+218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265799642181023090" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SRPg4AqUNXI/AAAAAAAAALw/aomr0_sL6hY/s320/Picture+218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SRPg395pO1I/AAAAAAAAALo/ETTT5WKtLIA/s1600-h/Picture+214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265799641440009042" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SRPg395pO1I/AAAAAAAAALo/ETTT5WKtLIA/s320/Picture+214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SRPg3-0p3uI/AAAAAAAAALg/5verNiBtVQw/s1600-h/Picture+211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265799641687514850" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SRPg3-0p3uI/AAAAAAAAALg/5verNiBtVQw/s320/Picture+211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SRPg3XGGG7I/AAAAAAAAALY/8Zcpz-9m5Vg/s1600-h/Picture+209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265799631023250354" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SRPg3XGGG7I/AAAAAAAAALY/8Zcpz-9m5Vg/s320/Picture+209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;yesterday we got to go to the factory where they unpack &amp;amp; pack samaritan's purse christmas shoeboxes. i can't quite explain it, but the joy that came from doing this was overwhelming. it felt like you were giving hope and life to these kids.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;/div&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/7648562393898475867-4309063517013438468?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/4309063517013438468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=4309063517013438468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/4309063517013438468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/4309063517013438468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/11/simple-joy.html' title='the simple joy'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SRPiEJU8IzI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ng1nW4k5-c0/s72-c/Picture+243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-2698441035190515457</id><published>2008-11-04T18:14:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:34:54.465+11:00</updated><title type='text'>cup weekend</title><content type='html'>eight and a half hours at new zealand natural on saturday was not the most fun. edge clothing kept playing 'sex on fire' by kings of leon and '7 things i hate about you' by miley cyrus alternating the entire day. by the end of it, i have to say i was going insane! on my lunch break, stoy was working at health express in the food court, so i went to visit him and he gave me free frozen youghurt! i had to quit my job on saturday, receive my first pay check and look after the shop by myself sometimes. my summer job is now at sanity which is more retail based and in music and movies (and theyre getting in games) which is heaps better than selling ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was great, i got to catch up with an old friend and then dora's family came for dinner and since i havent talked to dora in ages, it was good to get an update on school gossip again lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we went to visit mum in the city and went to lucky chan for yum cha with her bosses. that was fun and fufilling. i also did 2 hours of methods in which i covered 4 topics - which i was pretty happy about! then, ed &amp;amp; dave &amp;amp; sanjeev came for curry laksa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i hung out with rach and grace at westfield donny. the place is fully for rich people and has THE coolest shoe shops ever! (i want &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the nikes in all the shops!) we cam whored in lacoste where we pretended to try on a $250 dress, had yuck TGIF food and bought all the scarves in lolitta. i came home and did more study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cup weekend has been pretty good - very tiring and actually, my wrist is absolutely killing me from practicing violin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TO DADDY QUENTIN AND MUMMY SONJA ON BABY ASHER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh i guess its back to school and studies and exams tomorrow - fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-2698441035190515457?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/2698441035190515457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=2698441035190515457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/2698441035190515457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/2698441035190515457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/11/eight-and-half-hours-at-new-zealand.html' title='cup weekend'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-1304422696244853792</id><published>2008-10-27T19:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T20:00:31.982+11:00</updated><title type='text'>calender</title><content type='html'>28th october&lt;br /&gt;- adrienne's birthday&lt;br /&gt;- cell group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th october&lt;br /&gt;- worship practice&lt;br /&gt;- methods test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31st october&lt;br /&gt;- violin lesson&lt;br /&gt;- string rehearsal with band&lt;br /&gt;- sanity orientation at wheeler's hill library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st november&lt;br /&gt;- work at new zealand natural (and resign) from 9-5.30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd november&lt;br /&gt;- max brenners with tim&lt;br /&gt;- dinner with the tans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd november &amp;amp; 4th november&lt;br /&gt;- cup day and catch up on homework &amp;amp; study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th november&lt;br /&gt;- performing arts evening at school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th november&lt;br /&gt;- packing samaritans purse christmas shoeboxes with my homegroup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th november&lt;br /&gt;- violin exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th november&lt;br /&gt;- methods exams; calculator free + calculator active&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th - 27th november&lt;br /&gt;- year 10 exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th november&lt;br /&gt;- correction day.. FREEDOM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-1304422696244853792?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/1304422696244853792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=1304422696244853792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/1304422696244853792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/1304422696244853792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/10/calender.html' title='calender'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-7224635540949927088</id><published>2008-10-26T19:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T19:20:04.037+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the two collide</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SQQoH3PMWfI/AAAAAAAAAKs/y3nEAfFicEY/s1600-h/gowin_nancy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261374380227451378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SQQoH3PMWfI/AAAAAAAAAKs/y3nEAfFicEY/s320/gowin_nancy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;on the one hand, i am so full of joy and faith in God.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- after a phone call from a friend last week, i realised and learnt that God wanted me to just entrust all these things into his hands and commit it all to him. it's not my burden, it's HIS. i am just here to do his will and his work. and this morning, i simply worshipped him from the depths of my heart and i knew he listened. i have put my significance, security and worth in him - the one who will never fail me. he alone is my strength and my shield. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- before service today, i read psalm 37:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 Trust in the LORD and do good; dwell in the land and enjoy safe pasture.&lt;br /&gt;4 Delight yourself in the LORD and he will give you the desires of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;5 Commit your way to the LORD; trust in him and he will do this:&lt;br /&gt;6 He will make your righteousness shine like the dawn, the justice of your cause like the noonday sun.&lt;br /&gt;7 Be still before the LORD and wait patiently for him; do not fret when men succeed in their ways, when they carry out their wicked schemes.&lt;br /&gt;8 Refrain from anger and turn from wrath; do not fret—it leads only to evil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17 for the power of the wicked will be broken, but the LORD upholds the righteous.&lt;br /&gt;18 The days of the blameless are known to the LORD, and their inheritance will endure forever.&lt;br /&gt;19 In times of disaster they will not wither; in days of famine they will enjoy plenty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;23 If the LORD delights in a man's way, he makes his steps firm;&lt;br /&gt;24 though he stumble, he will not fall, for the LORD upholds him with his hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;28 For the LORD loves the just and will not forsake his faithful ones. They will be protected forever, but the offspring of the wicked will be cut off; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;34 Wait for the LORD and keep his way. He will exalt you to inherit the land; when the wicked are cut off, you will see it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;39 The salvation of the righteous comes from the LORD; he is their stronghold in time of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;40 The LORD helps them and delivers them; he delivers them from the wicked and saves them, because they take refuge in him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;on the other hand, i am so paranoid about exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- my violin teacher was telling me off for not practicing my scales enough after i told her i only do 10 minutes of scale practice each day. so today, i did one hour of practice (just scales!) and i hope i'm ready for my exam on the 13th of november.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- year 11 exam (methods) in 4 weeks, year 10 exams in 5 weeks. i just want them to come and finish already so i can stop being so paranoid about it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and so i am so confused about what i actually feel at the moment, because i really feel a billion things at once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-7224635540949927088?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/7224635540949927088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=7224635540949927088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/7224635540949927088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/7224635540949927088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/10/two-collide.html' title='the two collide'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SQQoH3PMWfI/AAAAAAAAAKs/y3nEAfFicEY/s72-c/gowin_nancy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-8543196629372042138</id><published>2008-10-21T21:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:42:50.167+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yet again, a lot of thoughts have been circulating in my mind lately..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, if you would actually like to know what that last blog post was about, ask me, it's just cos this is a public blog and i wouldnt wanna offend anyone. and its probably not what you think - but if you're thinking in terms of church... you're close!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, i got a job at new zealand natural, but the boss is asian and so i'm a bit :S about the paying and stuff like that, so i just got a group interview with sanity on thursday night which i will probably start working for if i get the job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had a good talk with a school friend of mine. i'm really beginning to see God raise up genuine christians in my school, and it's very exciting! today at chapel, rhiannon spoke about how we should not be afraid to be who we really are, and to stand up for whatever cause we believe in, not hide away - that we all have a voice, and we should use it - and i think that confirmed what God has been hinting at me for so long. me and sally are starting a lunchtime praise &amp;amp; worship &amp;amp; prayer thing soon so that should also be very exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are getting closer and i have started revising for methods and realising with every single moment i'm revising that i am SO not ready! so i prayed and i prayed and asked God to help me, and i am studying hard already, so hopefully in the end it turns out ok :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'anything you take with an SLR looks good.. like if you took a picture of a random flower with a digital camera it'd turn out crap but if it was with an SLR, it'd look so professional!' - claire. LOL. i was sharing with claire and EVERYBODY else at school after using uncle steven's SLR on saturday afternoon that i will be saving up for one no matter how long it takes! haha.. so we'll see how it goes.. in the mean time, here are some shots i took:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SP2wuiAlbbI/AAAAAAAAAKU/AC9b8KS6_nE/s1600-h/DSC_0459_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259554253288336818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SP2wuiAlbbI/AAAAAAAAAKU/AC9b8KS6_nE/s320/DSC_0459_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SP2wutV89DI/AAAAAAAAAKc/7k7ndyoGMxY/s1600-h/DSC_0460_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259554256330748978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SP2wutV89DI/AAAAAAAAAKc/7k7ndyoGMxY/s320/DSC_0460_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SP2wu9WhlxI/AAAAAAAAAKk/dIYftzvM8ZQ/s1600-h/DSC_0462_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259554260628117266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SP2wu9WhlxI/AAAAAAAAAKk/dIYftzvM8ZQ/s320/DSC_0462_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SP2we2Zhg6I/AAAAAAAAAJs/pCCalPmoCGU/s1600-h/DSC_0449_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259553983883740066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SP2we2Zhg6I/AAAAAAAAAJs/pCCalPmoCGU/s320/DSC_0449_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SP2wfOx3_gI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/nt4WVhxGcJg/s1600-h/DSC_0452_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259553990428327426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SP2wfOx3_gI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/nt4WVhxGcJg/s320/DSC_0452_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SP2wfEufHUI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/pbMrI3DyyP4/s1600-h/DSC_0454_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259553987729759554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SP2wfEufHUI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/pbMrI3DyyP4/s320/DSC_0454_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SP2wfYmk9II/AAAAAAAAAKE/HYF9ww_h-tA/s1600-h/DSC_0456_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259553993065297026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SP2wfYmk9II/AAAAAAAAAKE/HYF9ww_h-tA/s320/DSC_0456_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SP2wfn-3mlI/AAAAAAAAAKM/UU5G8lG9yqg/s1600-h/DSC_0458_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259553997193714258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SP2wfn-3mlI/AAAAAAAAAKM/UU5G8lG9yqg/s320/DSC_0458_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more in facebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all this week has been all about year 12's. monday was year 12's last assembly so they did this whole 'symbolic' thing of sticking their photos onto a giant book which was like leaving behind another chapter of their lives or something (which honestly was REALLY boring!) and then today was year 12's final chapel, so they ran it (which was great! sean law and rhiannon coates did awesome!) and tomorrow is year 12 last day - and its an oxley tradition which involves the likes of jumping castles and other inflatable playgrounds and a last assembly which they put on, and all day soccer, table tennis and basketball tournament which means no classes for us! but the thing i've been realising is how sad i would be if i was leaving. the people in my year level are like my second family cos i see them practically every day and it'll be so sad when we have to leave and probably not see each other as often or at all. and since our year level is really close, we all started reminiscing on our years together and getting all sentimental about when we'll be leaving. but anyway, i love my year level =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah thats about it. uhh.. im not so interesting atm. lol.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-8543196629372042138?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/8543196629372042138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=8543196629372042138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/8543196629372042138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/8543196629372042138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/10/yet-again-lot-of-thoughts-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SP2wuiAlbbI/AAAAAAAAAKU/AC9b8KS6_nE/s72-c/DSC_0459_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-8368547729764211141</id><published>2008-10-19T15:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T15:52:55.346+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i got a job at new zealand natural - 40% off ice cream'/><title type='text'>confused/frustrated</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SPq8xetYBtI/AAAAAAAAAJk/FFqfmBg4JfE/s1600-h/sherman_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258723073151469266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SPq8xetYBtI/AAAAAAAAAJk/FFqfmBg4JfE/s320/sherman_15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;why is it that everytime i manage to fall flat on my face again? it's like i just learn to stand and then i stumble all over again. i finally accepted the way things were - with how and where God wanted me to be or do things, and suddenly, it gets ripped out from underneath my feet and all these doubts fill my mind. so many past frustrations begin to flood back in and i'm lost within my own thoughts and fears. i actually thought i'd dealt with all this before, i thought, 'yeah i can handle this' and yet as soon as it hit me, i had no will to try, no strength to fight back. i was crushed in my own ambitions and dreams, yet God was calling on me all along. i'm fighting back and forth with myself about whether i should follow Him or not and in the end i end up so confused i can't remember what i was trying to figure out in the first place. And as the time ticks by, i hardly get a chance to sit and smell the roses, so all i end up seeing is the weeds surrounding those roses because my head is so stuck to the ground that i can't look up. then i'm pretty sure i don't pretend to be someone i'm not but it's moments like these when i'm not so sure if this is who i really am or this is who i pretend to be when i need to cover up my frustrations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then i just end up confused...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-8368547729764211141?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/8368547729764211141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=8368547729764211141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/8368547729764211141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/8368547729764211141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/10/confusedfrustrated.html' title='confused/frustrated'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SPq8xetYBtI/AAAAAAAAAJk/FFqfmBg4JfE/s72-c/sherman_15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-7929995885143224765</id><published>2008-10-12T18:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:55:07.419+11:00</updated><title type='text'>fruit salad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.teamsugar.com/files/upl1/0/9691/15_2008/fruit%20salad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.teamsugar.com/files/upl1/0/9691/15_2008/fruit%20salad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually, this blog is not at all about fruit salad. i just called it that because it's a mix of everything.. like looking inside my head for the last few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while i was on the trip, i realised how much my parents left behind in malaysia just to come and fufill the call of God here in melbourne. as they met up with their old friends, i realised how hard it &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;is to live away from your home. i've always welcomed the idea of God calling me to the mission field or even just away from home, and yet, now that i think about it, i don't know so much if i'll ever be able to leave my family and friends and go to a country where i don't know anyone and start all over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this morning at church, rev. michael sim came to speak and though his message wasn't spectacular, God's presence was really there and i felt convicted to go up when my dad made an altar call. so, i went and i really felt God saying to me, "i'm what's missing in your life, stop replacing me with cheap imitations, you don't need friends or family to love you, you need me. stop looking to those and look to me. it's all about me. i'm here for you to come to anytime." i was really touched as i (for the first time ever in front of anyone!) kneeled before him in his presence. and now i'm really excited because i think God is preparing me for when he's going to call me to step out in faith for Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm still praying my youth group really opens up their hearts and lets God's fire engulf their hearts with his love, passion and zeal because until then, or youth group isn't going to grow much. i'm trying to be patient, but me being human, it's hard sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's so refreshing to visit old friends and catch up. i am constantly amazed by how fast time blows by and before you know it, it's been years! and they're considered 'old friends'. i wish 'old friends' were ones you ALWAYS saw, but i guess time changes things and we all move our seperate ways, but with old friends, catching up is never awkward and it always feels like we've been together all along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i gotta try try try harder in methods! ARGH my average was once A+ - A in semester one and now it's going downhill. i got 66% for my last test!!! i cannot wait to get maths over and done with next year so that i can do my arty stuff in year 12. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm so happy that shaun and gabriel got baptised yesterday! if i knew, i would've been there! i'm so glad that you guys have been faithful to God all these years, and it's been a pleasure seeing you guys grow and finally make a commitment like this to God and your peers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for quite a while now, God has placed something in my heart for the kids at school. i really know that God has put me there to reach out to the people around me, but i don't know where to start, so i've been praying that God will give me opportunities where i can share him with others, and he has. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year, i'm on a commitee at school called 'chapel champions' and basically, we plan chapels at our school. it's been great and i have really gotten excited and gotten others excited about chapels. it's cool to see the 'behind-the-scenes' of God's work in oxley. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, last year, i was browsing through myspace profiles (back when myspace was the hip thing) and i came across a guy in my year level's. in the 'about me' section, he wrote a long-winded passage about how he doesn't believe in any God and how all religions are the same.... and basically, he's an atheist. he's not totally against the idea of God or a god, but he doesn't believe in one either. anyway, i started praying for him, and this year, he was in my photography class in semester one, my art class in semester two and my science class in semester two. so, i've been talking to him and about a month ago had a great conversation with him over msn in which i found out a lot about him and about his views on religion. i really believe he's searching and i've been praying for him ever since, hopefully as i continue to chat more with him at school, he'll open up more to God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;yeah thats it for now =)&lt;br /&gt;for those from fungus / ex-fungus: really hoping i'll have the chance to catch up with you all soon cos i miss you all and i think i haven't seen any of you at least since shaun's birthday party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-7929995885143224765?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/7929995885143224765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=7929995885143224765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/7929995885143224765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/7929995885143224765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/10/fruit-salad.html' title='fruit salad'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-7420975780079064402</id><published>2008-10-06T14:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T14:35:01.922+11:00</updated><title type='text'>say Y-E-E</title><content type='html'>well, the dinner turned out to be great, but i have been incredibly tired the past few days - i still haven't gotten over jetlag yet. i need SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hair now has reddy brown highlights through it and its shorter than it was before. i hope oxley doesnt tell me off for my hair colour =S reunion was funny as always although we missed heaps of people - lem &amp;amp; mel &amp;amp; mikayla, david, elroi &amp;amp; anne - all weren't there. we straightened donny's hair and he looked like a girl, we joked, talked, and watched videos on youtube. we also took pictures =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we visited canaan church sejatera - church i spent most of my childhood in, and dad preached. the band was 1/2 YEE and 3/4 somewhat related to YEE. it was good to see so many people again. i also met david's girlfriend. we went out for lunch with some of the board members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met aunty moon teng &amp;amp; uncle siong hoe and beatrice in the afternoon, then we had dinner with mum's side of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept in this morning till 8 which was good, watched 'definitely, maybe' which was really bad and then practiced violin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so uneventful =) i really miss melbourne though. i miss my friends =( like you guys...ALOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we leave for singapore tomorrow morning and then we stay in signapore for a day. we arrive back in melbourne on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so FAT now =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-7420975780079064402?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/7420975780079064402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=7420975780079064402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/7420975780079064402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/7420975780079064402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/10/say-y-e-e.html' title='say Y-E-E'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-8991744721588991880</id><published>2008-10-04T17:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T17:53:24.287+10:00</updated><title type='text'>snapshots</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;have been so lazy ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;here are the pics!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;disneyland 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=60573&amp;amp;l=b11f1&amp;amp;id=752157455&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;san francisco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=60576&amp;amp;l=3a1ce&amp;amp;id=752157455&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;hollywood &amp;amp; LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=60577&amp;amp;l=0713b&amp;amp;id=752157455&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;K.L - so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=60579&amp;amp;l=570c2&amp;amp;id=752157455&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7648562393898475867-8991744721588991880?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/8991744721588991880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=8991744721588991880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/8991744721588991880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/8991744721588991880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/10/snapshots.html' title='snapshots'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-5056891495357279868</id><published>2008-10-03T18:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T18:32:45.144+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling sweatyyyy and stickyyyyy'/><title type='text'>sweat, open drains and char kuey teow</title><content type='html'>only two days have lapsed since i last wrote, so this can be detailed =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i woke up and did my quiet time. i really enjoyed my quiet time, i was just sharing and talking to God in a very relaxed manner, and it felt like talking to my best friend. it was so refreshing! then, i practiced violin, and then i finished my english 'to kill a mockingbird' text response essay. i then started 'definitely, maybe' but didn't finish it cos we went for lunch with my mum's family. my grandma, and two aunties (and families) were all there. jin boy and song boy are cuter than ever, and it was very .. different to a yee reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i got dropped at sarah's house and we called everyone, but only david yeoh could come in the end. we went to watch 'mamma mia' which me and dave loved but sarah hated. it was really a feel-good movie. then, we dropped dave home and went for a tong shui dinner with amy &amp;amp; melissa hew in kepong. it was really great to catch up with them again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went back to sarah's and we watched the amazing race and MTV movie awards on TV. then, i went to sleep cos i was SOOOO dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went for wonton mean this morning and then i got dropped home. we went out for lunch with the yeohs and had bah kut teh. then, went back to their house for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is absolutely pouring at the moment.. i miss the huge rainfalls that we NEVER have in melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight we're going for dinner with aunty karen, uncle raymond, wesley and the chuas. i'm looking forward to catching up again. tomorrow i'm going to the hairdressers...FINALLLLLLYYY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then YEE reunion tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooo i'm so excited.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you all, and i promise uploading of photos tomorrow =) i really CBS.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-5056891495357279868?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/5056891495357279868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=5056891495357279868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/5056891495357279868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/5056891495357279868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/10/sweat-open-drains-and-char-kuey-teow.html' title='sweat, open drains and char kuey teow'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-6926158957268438363</id><published>2008-10-02T11:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T11:19:17.343+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepy'/><title type='text'>the many great exploits so far</title><content type='html'>hey all,&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not blogging in ages. firstly, we didn't have free internet in L.A, then i just haven't had time (or been lazy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gilroy:&lt;br /&gt;so we drove about an hour and a half to gilroy shopping outlets from san francisco. it was awesome! we bought so much, especially at GAP. i got jeans, tops, cardis, shoes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;san francisco --&gt; L.A:&lt;br /&gt;we drove from san francisco to LA through 'Yosemite National Park'. it was not nearly as great as we expected (mainly cos we all just wanetd to get to LA!!), but still beautiful. we finally arrived in LA at like 9.30 PM and checked in to our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;konichiwa from the city of angels:&lt;br /&gt;we stayed in 'kyoto grand' in little tokyo in LA. the hotel was pretty crap - fridge didn't work, no free internet, no free breakfast, small room, yucky bathroom.... so my parents complained and we got 2 days free buffet breaky - woohoo! lol. we explored LA city a bit more and went shopping at 'Citadel Outlets' near LA. i got jeans, and not much else.. we'd practically out-shopped ourselves at gilroy. we also spent a day catching public transport and visiting macy's and their shopping district (which to be honest was pretty crap, and cannot compare to bourke street mall whatsoever). and we had japanese fast food at 'yoshinoya' and it was yuck. and then we packed to go to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DELAYED FOR 18 HOURS:&lt;br /&gt;we were SOOOO annoyed. cos we were all so ready to come back to malaysia.. but NO, they had to delay because of a typhoon in taipei (even though singapore airlines still flew to taipei!). they gave us a hotel room, and $7.50 worth of 'credit' for everyone for meals (which we weren't quite happy about because you can't get any food at a hotel for $7.50, so we had to pay extra). we were so hungry that we walked to burger king at midnight for food! me and elysia made full use of the hotel and went swimming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrived in KL:&lt;br /&gt;finally, our plane took of and we made another stop over in taipei, and arrived in KL at 3.30AM on the 1/10/08. we were so tired when we got back to kuku susu's house. woke up that same morning very late, so we went for brunch with kuku susu, uncle kim ling, justine &amp;amp; sean. we had yong tau fu (my dad's favourite, though i'm not too keen). and then my cousin dave called and asked if i wanetd to catch a movie, so we all went to 1Utama and i met up with david, kuku ah voi &amp;amp; daniel. we went to watch 'eagle eye' which was pretty good except for the ending was really cliche, so it made it just good. then, i went back to dave's house and almost fell asleep. we had dinner with aunty kim moi, sarah, aunty peggy, aunty annie &amp;amp; jeremy. we went for crab =) and lalas and the authentic black hokkien mee (except it wasnt that good there). then, when i got home, my cousins keisha and serenity were here, so we had a girls sleepover with justine (10 years old), elysia (10), keisha (7), serenity (4).. complete with late night roti and ready anastacia in the dark. they kept me up all night and woke me up at 3AM, 5AM, 6.30 AM and finally 7 where i just gave up and woke up. they were all so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today:&lt;br /&gt;i'm going out for lunch with my mum's side of the family. then, getting dropped at sarah's house and meeting up with amy for dinner &amp;amp; a late movie or a movie and a late dinner. and then sleeping there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all up, i'm having a fantastic time, although i miss you all MUCHLY and i still have a dreaded english esay to do (which i think i should do now since i have nothing else to do atm anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will blog and when i am not lazy anymore, i will upload pictures =) (that might take a while.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's been great to reminisce on places i used to go when i was little and all that kinda stuff, as usual, i'm going to have a hard time leaving KL! family reunion on saturday night.. woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please tag tag tag tag or email email email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you all, miss you&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-6926158957268438363?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/6926158957268438363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=6926158957268438363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/6926158957268438363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/6926158957268438363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/10/many-great-exploits-so-far.html' title='the many great exploits so far'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-4561768956948274822</id><published>2008-09-25T15:15:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T15:22:22.821+10:00</updated><title type='text'>photo links &amp; new nano</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ubergizmo.com/photos/2008/9/ipod-nanochromatic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.ubergizmo.com/photos/2008/9/ipod-nanochromatic.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i want an orange one =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;on facebook, on public view =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;disneyland:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=58904&amp;amp;l=839fe&amp;amp;id=752157455&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;san diego seaworld:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=59221&amp;amp;l=7a49b&amp;amp;id=752157455&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7648562393898475867-4561768956948274822?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/4561768956948274822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=4561768956948274822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/4561768956948274822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/4561768956948274822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/09/photo-links.html' title='photo links &amp; new nano'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-5727021406904213560</id><published>2008-09-25T03:34:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T03:38:22.236+10:00</updated><title type='text'>san francisco</title><content type='html'>hey everyone =)&lt;br /&gt;we've arrived in san francisco. nothing much to report - we drove ALL day yesterday from anaheim just to get here! we ate lotsa junk food in the car, stopped at a disney outlet shop on the way, i finished the LAST twilight book (breaking dawn) and we stopped at santa barbara for lunch on the way up. we stopped at 'carl's jr.' and had more fast food. america is the nation of plentiful fast food - i t's really quite sickening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrived here at 8PM last night, and went out for vietnamese pho last night (mmm asian food!) and now we're staying at my dad's sister-in-law's sister. so like my aunty's sister. (lemuel, elroi &amp;amp; ian &amp;amp; sarah's aunty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're about to go and explre san francisco city, so i'll upload pics later =)&lt;br /&gt;love you all, miss you all..&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-5727021406904213560?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/5727021406904213560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=5727021406904213560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/5727021406904213560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/5727021406904213560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/09/san-francisco_25.html' title='san francisco'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-2080746811139084268</id><published>2008-09-23T15:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T15:43:52.109+10:00</updated><title type='text'>disneyland II</title><content type='html'>i really CBS telling you all about it. basically, it was rides day, rides rides rides all day long =) disneyland is magical. seriously, it's every child/person's inner child's dream come true. its amazing. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then we went to target. they sell mossimo here for like 1/3 of the price in mossimo shops in aus. i'm pretty sure their mossimo undies here dnt cost like $35. also, they sell coca cola, m&amp;amp;ms, skittles &amp;amp; jell-o lip smakers here.. cool huh? and i bought mascara for like $4. good stuff that usually costs like $20 in melb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah, haha. im so dead! heroes season 3 came out today!!! DOWNLOAD as soon as i get home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will upload pics another day. in the mean time, my facebook is still fully stocked on previous photos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love you all, miss you all =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope you guys are having an awesome holidays without me =( - movies, sleepovers, out for coffee days, shopping....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TIM =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, ipod nano gen 4, 8G is only $149 here (excluding taxes, in american dollars)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-2080746811139084268?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/2080746811139084268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=2080746811139084268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/2080746811139084268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/2080746811139084268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/09/disneyland-ii.html' title='disneyland II'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-4398268923166168107</id><published>2008-09-22T13:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T14:21:59.476+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i saw laguna beach'/><title type='text'>the O.C</title><content type='html'>"we've been on the run, driving in the sun, looking out for number 1, california here we come, right back where we started from" - phantom planet&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we are currently in anaheim, orange county, california. i've skipped a few days, so here's a quick update on our travels so far =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19/9/08 - universal studios:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went to universal studios in pasadena. it was great! we went on heaps of rides and went on the tour. we saw wisteria street, heaps of sound studios, where 'jaws' was filmed, where some of 'heroes' was filmed.. it was awesome! the whole thing was just really cool and fun. we did some shopping at universal city, i met spongebob &amp;amp; shrek &amp;amp; fiona. look at the pics when they come up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20/9/08 - disneyland:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday we went to disneyland - and i fulfilled my childhood dream of going into the big pink castle. i must admit, disneyland was the coolest place on earth. it really transported you to a completely different world. it brings out everyone's inner child and makes you believe anything can happen. disneyland brought back so many childhood memories. the rides were not that great, but we didnt go for the rides. it was amazing! i met the princesses, mary poppins, minnie mouse, mickey mouse &amp;amp; goofy. it was so much fun, and we're going back tomorrow! the best part was the parade and the fireworks at night. the shops were so cool and we walked until our legs didn't work anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21/9/08 - seaworld in san diego:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today we drove to san diego to go to seaworld. honestly, it's not even as the same level as universal let alone disneyland. but, fun and educational nevertheless. it was filled with heaps of little aquariums. the shows were great - beats the queensland seaworld anytime. and we got home pretty earlier and ordered chinese tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we drove from pasadena to anaheim to san diego. wooo, it's been a long day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;america = the land of fast food, fast food is cheap and plentiful and delicious. we finally visited a diner called 'dennys' here. it was like $3 for a huge dinner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow is disneyland rides and then san francisco the next day. i can't wait. i am so tired though, that's why this blog is so un-detailed =) sorry. will load up pics soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-4398268923166168107?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/4398268923166168107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=4398268923166168107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/4398268923166168107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/4398268923166168107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/09/oc.html' title='the O.C'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-3421465176866118648</id><published>2008-09-19T14:59:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T16:05:23.887+10:00</updated><title type='text'>miles, pounds, ounces and driving on the wrong side of the road.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the only thing that's keeping me from thinking we're in another world is that they all speak english - and mcdonalds and subway still exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my last blog, a last minute 'family reunion' call was made. a few more of my cousins and their girlfriends and aunties and uncles came around. ian w/ jackie, elroi, lemuel &amp;amp; mel, david yeoh, daniel, kuku ah vui, kuku ah moi, poh poh, kung kung, all came over. we had hokkien noodles - malaysian style FINALLY! and watched wall.e. it was..different! i found out all my cousins are all becoming big-shot journalists and film makers, directors etc. and when i saw elroi, dave &amp;amp; lem play guitar, it inspired me to get back with my learning of guitar =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next morning, we went for breaky with unc tham song. we had roti =) and lotsa teh tarik! it was awesome. then, we went to the airport and had kfc for lunch - i swear it tastes better in malaysia. then, we boarded our flight for LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malaysian airlines service is not as good as singapore airlines, but the food is better =) i watched narnia and what happens in vegas. then, i read a bit ate and we arrived in Taipei airport. we walked around and boarded the plane again. i watched episodes of 'the Big Bang theory', 'Ugly betty', 'Back to You', and 'Rules of Engagement'. read some, and then arrived at LAX (Los Angeles airport). after disembarking the plane and getting our passports checked, we waited 1/2 hour just to collect our bag. it was insane! then, we caught a shuttle to 'Holiday Inn' in Pasadena which is where we are now.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we drove through downtown L.A on the wrong side of the road. we drove past the 'staples centre' - i'd always seen this place in the movies.. its HUGE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we met the nicest people - the girl who helped us get a shuttle, our shuttle driver (who was nigerian), a couple (who were south american) and a lady (who was german). the wife in the couple reminded me of jonny's mum, maybe because she was south american lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, after arriving here, i had a shower - stupid showerhead! - and we just had dinner. it was so yummy.. in and out burgers - only available in california. mmm.. i am so getting fat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow we're going to universal studios and then moving to anaheim and then going to disneyland in the next few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=) check out pics on facebook..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=58255&amp;amp;l=d3c00&amp;amp;id=752157455&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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;and please tag =) or send emails, cos i &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; miss you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-3421465176866118648?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/3421465176866118648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=3421465176866118648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3421465176866118648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/3421465176866118648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/09/miles-pounds-ounces-and-driving-on.html' title='miles, pounds, ounces and driving on the wrong side of the road.'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-6930382796500028452</id><published>2008-09-17T18:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T19:05:02.086+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling HOT HOT HOT'/><title type='text'>the great american trip.</title><content type='html'>the days passed:&lt;br /&gt;we had a great dinner at the arulrajah's house last night. then, we left melbourne airport at 12.05 AM on the 17/9/08. we flew via singapore airlines. seriously, i am so so grateful that jetstar didn't have specials this time cos singapore airlines is SO much better! apple juice every 5 minutes, wide screen in-flight movies, movies on demand, food whenever you want... it's awesome! anyway, as usual, sleeping on the plane never usually happens for me. so, i watched 'made of honour' which turned out to be just a classic chick-flick, which wasnt so bad that time of the night, and '21', except i only had time for half of it - it was great! i slept probably 4.5 hours all up, and so was dead tired when we got to singapore changi airport at 5.25 AM. by the time we got to the other side of the airport for our transit to KL, it was time to board our next flight. it took off at 7.06 AM and i slept the ENTIRE way. we arrived at KLIA at 8.06 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took a taxi from the airport to kuku susu's house where we are staying tonight, and i slept again. as soon as we arrived, we were starving cos our bodies were telling us, 'it's 1 o'clock, time for lunch!' but the real clock was telling us, 'it's 10 AM, make up your mind!' so, we headed out for some good old malaysian hawker food - wonton mean, pork noodles &amp;amp; chee cheong fan. when we got back, poh poh and kung kung and kuku ah moi (my grandma, grandpa and auntie) came to visit us. they brought with them MORE food! some deep fried asian pastrie things - yao char kuai etc. YUM =) after that, me, mum and dad went to midvalley megamall and did some quick shopping. it was mega crowded and i felt SO clastrophobic! it was so hard to even find parking! like 20 mins.. then, i slept on the way hoem YET AGAIN. when we got back - suprise! we saw unc. tham wan and auntie moon tee with my niece (their granddaughter) Mikayla Yee and my cousins; serenity and keisha playing with justine and elysia. so, took lotsa pictures and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh so here i am now. we will be leaving for LA tomorrow at mid-day. i'm already getting fat!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you all have a great week, and hopefully i'll be able to upload some pics soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMBER!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-6930382796500028452?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/6930382796500028452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=6930382796500028452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/6930382796500028452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/6930382796500028452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/09/great-american-trip.html' title='the great american trip.'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-7528265177450534764</id><published>2008-09-15T19:12:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:52:56.214+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;damn that mother chucker&quot; &quot;that chuck basstard&quot; &quot;basshole&quot; - blaire waldorf about chuck bass'/><title type='text'>breakfast at grace's.</title><content type='html'>=Gossip Girl, Weis mango sorbet, White tea, roasted potatoes &amp;amp; cosmopoliton magazines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SM4nadHyLEI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6J0heJcSb6E/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246173951380565058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SM4nadHyLEI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6J0heJcSb6E/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl season 2 is OUT!! WOOOOOOOO. it is awesome =) i love Blaire Waldorf ♥&lt;br /&gt;it was great to catch up with Macie again, i didnt realise how much i missed our tres girly moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was colin's brother's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SM47wuZJb6I/AAAAAAAAAJE/F8NjIhAlXEo/s1600-h/Picture+426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246196324206473122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SM47wuZJb6I/AAAAAAAAAJE/F8NjIhAlXEo/s320/Picture+426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEE family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SM47wAffEFI/AAAAAAAAAI0/wb7LStUDqCk/s1600-h/Picture+391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246196311885025362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SM47wAffEFI/AAAAAAAAAI0/wb7LStUDqCk/s320/Picture+391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEE girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SM47wfplX9I/AAAAAAAAAI8/sFA4h6SwQos/s1600-h/Picture+392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246196320248881106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SM47wfplX9I/AAAAAAAAAI8/sFA4h6SwQos/s320/Picture+392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jude and indi&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SM47wfplX9I/AAAAAAAAAI8/sFA4h6SwQos/s1600-h/Picture+392.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SM47wfplX9I/AAAAAAAAAI8/sFA4h6SwQos/s1600-h/Picture+392.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the night with elysia last night. i watched camp rock with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SM4naImO42I/AAAAAAAAAIk/AAG4uBIPf0E/s1600-h/Camp.Rock.2008.DVDRip.XviD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246173945871131490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SM4naImO42I/AAAAAAAAAIk/AAG4uBIPf0E/s320/Camp.Rock.2008.DVDRip.XviD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mainly i love the jonas brothers. the music is amazing, and though it's a really corny kids movie, it actually really inspired me yet again to get back on track with my music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then today we had chapel rehearsal for year 10 chapel tomorrow. it's going to be positively amazing =) practicing the dance was really fun, and doing commando rolls and attentions was so funny. then, the drama was great and i always enjoy jamming with the year 10 band. gosh, we really should do weekly jam sessions! i love playing music with you kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and basically, tomorrow i can't wait ! year 10 chapel and i leave at midnight for KL and LA the day after. how exciting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically, i am pumped =) i will blog from the US as often as i can. will miss you all xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW. lotsa new photos uploaded to facebook =)&lt;br /&gt;tan's wedding &amp;amp; tassie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=57619&amp;amp;l=44d6c&amp;amp;id=752157455"&gt;http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=57619&amp;amp;l=44d6c&amp;amp;id=752157455&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cam &amp;amp; wes' 16th (last saturday):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=57618&amp;amp;l=923c5&amp;amp;id=752157455"&gt;http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=57618&amp;amp;l=923c5&amp;amp;id=752157455&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brian and julie's wedding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=57623&amp;amp;l=7f766&amp;amp;id=752157455"&gt;http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=57623&amp;amp;l=7f766&amp;amp;id=752157455&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SM4naImO42I/AAAAAAAAAIk/AAG4uBIPf0E/s1600-h/Camp.Rock.2008.DVDRip.XviD.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-7528265177450534764?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/7528265177450534764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=7528265177450534764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/7528265177450534764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/7528265177450534764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/09/breakfast-at-graces.html' title='breakfast at grace&apos;s.'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/SM4nadHyLEI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6J0heJcSb6E/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7648562393898475867.post-4384708539222156740</id><published>2008-09-10T18:58:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T19:18:30.540+10:00</updated><title type='text'>in my life, be lifted high.</title><content type='html'>wow, long long time of not-blogging =)&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys! busy busy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm well the tassie trip was awesome, apart from the great time spent with old friends, this trip really put things into perspective for me. i really thought a lot about what i prize in my life, what i invest my time into, what kind of things REALLY make my 'top 10 priorities list'. and then i realised that God should be more apart of this list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wedding was beautiful. it was so nice to see tan finally getting married! the actual wedding was short and sweet, and then a whole lot of us proceeded to 'h&amp;amp;k' (a funky cafe which also sells art and awesome chai teas in launceston town) for afternoon tea. spent an awesome afternoon with the chugg kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from that, God's really been speaking to me and working in my life. lately he's been reminding me of his awesome power and strength. he's been constantly showing me examples of biblical characters trembling with fear of him. i guess i realised that sometimes when i come before God, i come so casually - like a buddy rather than an all-powerful God who can quite easily strike me dead in a split second. i mean yes, we should be able to come before God freely, and honestly, but we should also come in awe and reverence and holy fear towards him, because he is one MIGHTY God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning, as i was doing my QT, i decided to spend it with God in silence. i didn't say one word (rare, i know!). i just sat and enjoyed his presence. i really heard him speak to me, showing me and telling me that he has a purpose for my life. i really believe that he's calling me into a deeper relationship with him, and he's going to use me mightyly, so i'm trying my hardest to be ready. but for once in a while, i feel like i'm living with a purpose and plenty of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to read a whole lot of books off my dad's shelf. lots of these are bible school books of theological stuff. the one i'm reading now is called, 'soul-winner' by C.H. Spurgeon. it's a REALLY old book with hard to understand english, but it's great. i'm really learning heaps, and it's really down to earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all in all, me and God are great for the moment, which is fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;year 10 chapel is next tuesday... EXCITEMENT!!!! i'm so excited! we're doing a 'God's Army' theme, with a dance, drama, short message, and finishing with 'shout unto God' by hillsong for worship. it should be amazing, and i'm really praying that God'll use us to speak to the rest of the school. year 11 chapel last tuesday was awesome. God's spirit was so evidently working within those who were willing to open their hearts to his work. God really used rach as she spoke so genuinely about giving God our ALL. i really believe God is beginning to raise up the genuine christians in our school and generation, that he will seperate those who are really after him, and those who are just playing christian. those who are willing to stand and be counted will be seperated from the mediocre christians. and i am so pumped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart goes out to the families who've lost loved ones in the 9/11 attacks, eight years ago now. it's really sad, and it's just another reminder of how fallen humanity is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZAC CHUGG =) big 13!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US of A in 5 sleeps. i'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7648562393898475867-4384708539222156740?l=danicayee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/feeds/4384708539222156740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7648562393898475867&amp;postID=4384708539222156740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/4384708539222156740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7648562393898475867/posts/default/4384708539222156740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danicayee.blogspot.com/2008/09/under-construction.html' title='in my life, be lifted high.'/><author><name>Danica Yee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11355371285113080833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I2QcH7KXYAM/S1ZDIL2ETsI/AAAAAAAAARU/qwE4QzEU1wI/S220/Picture+39.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
