<?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-19740503</id><updated>2011-09-13T19:03:32.867+08:00</updated><category term='wei'/><title type='text'>Reminisce 1S4005S1</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>111</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-7184304361924269462</id><published>2010-01-14T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T23:01:31.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Cant believe that i still remember the password.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, i think it would take ages for ppl to find out that this blog has been updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know, i have nothing to write here, i just wanna pratise my speed of typing ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also wanna wish LUCKCS to those who are having exams.. wish u LUCKS LUCKS LUCKs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who are graduating.. JIA YOU JIA YOU. few months left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who are pursing master/phd.. OMG.. u got really great stamina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who are working and studying at the same time... GA YAO GA YAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who are overseas and miss Malaysia and thier family desperately.. see u in CNY .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLS.. CNY is coming............................................................... we are 22 now.. OMG.. wtf...  so i think 3 years later we will start attending wedding dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who would be the first..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl's fan :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-7184304361924269462?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/7184304361924269462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=7184304361924269462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/7184304361924269462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/7184304361924269462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-8002492618004494454</id><published>2009-08-15T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T01:26:11.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELO!</title><content type='html'>HELLO MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THis is June, XINMIN, Joean, Pik HUi ar.&lt;br /&gt;we are now in Joean's house overnight. Dont be so jealous ya! so below are some updates i know about others:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KL&lt;br /&gt;1. June&lt;br /&gt;2. Pk Hui&lt;br /&gt;3. Xin Min&lt;br /&gt;4. Joean&lt;br /&gt;5. Kaishin&lt;br /&gt;6. Karmen&lt;br /&gt;7. Xian Hui&lt;br /&gt;8. Chea Hao - duno whether he gets a room&lt;br /&gt;9. Wei hong - going denmark on monday&lt;br /&gt;10. Wei hao - coming back on 16th Aug&lt;br /&gt;11. Mao&lt;br /&gt;12. Hong Ping - going back to chong hwa tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;13. Ye Ring&lt;br /&gt;14. Mei Ping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore&lt;br /&gt;1. Yik Cai&lt;br /&gt;2. Yen siang - Intern now, going to germany next year&lt;br /&gt;3. Yao zhong - still squating in others room&lt;br /&gt;4. Aaron&lt;br /&gt;5. Zhi Yuan&lt;br /&gt;6. Hwei Yen&lt;br /&gt;7. Wei Jie&lt;br /&gt;8. Sheng Ran  Eric&lt;br /&gt;9. Yen Shan&lt;br /&gt;10. Yan Li&lt;br /&gt;11. Weng Ee&lt;br /&gt;A LOT PPL IN SINGAPORE AR.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UK&lt;br /&gt;1. Mee Chui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiwan&lt;br /&gt;1. Tzeh Huaeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US&lt;br /&gt;1. Mun Ye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HK&lt;br /&gt;1. Wee Chean - heard that he is coming back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Australia&lt;br /&gt;1. Voon Sien&lt;br /&gt;2. Christopher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China&lt;br /&gt;1. Defa - going to Japan soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errr... that's what i know.... realy a lot ppl in KL lorrrrr... so,anyone want to gather?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REgards,&lt;br /&gt;June&lt;br /&gt;same number as always 012 "301""25""89"&lt;br /&gt;Joean's House&lt;br /&gt;Joean's laptop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-8002492618004494454?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/8002492618004494454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=8002492618004494454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/8002492618004494454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/8002492618004494454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2009/08/helo.html' title='HELO!'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-1226154316374488872</id><published>2009-04-25T16:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T16:11:25.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Penis =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YIqttbRlJUQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&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 src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YIqttbRlJUQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;A mime of the original version:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EZ3lw-eNrFk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&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 src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EZ3lw-eNrFk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/19740503-1226154316374488872?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/1226154316374488872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=1226154316374488872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/1226154316374488872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/1226154316374488872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2009/04/dear-penis.html' title='Dear Penis =)'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-498638632404222978</id><published>2008-11-07T06:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T07:24:33.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2005 Penang + Pangkor Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;好啦，既然荒废了这么九，就让我来更新一下吧！ 因为最近小弟蛮无聊，就打开毕业旅行的照片来看。发现高中的岁月真的很有趣，每天上课都好像去跟朋友玩酱。先来说说看完整个相簿的感觉－ 就是怎么那么多人拍照时都摆V手势啊？真的，不信你去大概浏览下，百分之八十都是酱来拍照的。 当中V手势的佼佼者非她们两位莫属啦！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNw94T4yjI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Uh3Bgnbi0Yk/s1600-h/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+1989.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNw94T4yjI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Uh3Bgnbi0Yk/s400/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+1989.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265676597716372018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;每张都是酱的，没骗你！&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNwTIB2VAI/AAAAAAAAAEk/r4_9pXvvXBg/s1600-h/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+1273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNwTIB2VAI/AAAAAAAAAEk/r4_9pXvvXBg/s400/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+1273.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265675863201305602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;大姐大，做么酱凶？！ 不要酱不爽啦，出来玩大家开心点嘛，何必搞到这样呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNvBqbkr5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/-kBexb2O6Hs/s1600-h/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+0979.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNvBqbkr5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/-kBexb2O6Hs/s400/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+0979.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265674463686733714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;当然少不了这张经典照片啦！ 真有你的，神情都酱死鬼贱！哈哈！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNvBSLylDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rxxnuZwZT2I/s1600-h/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+1709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNvBSLylDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rxxnuZwZT2I/s400/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+1709.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265674457178084402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;我也发现玮雯很喜欢自拍。别来无恙吧？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNvBHEmeYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zJDKgA2YsrA/s1600-h/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+2229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNvBHEmeYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zJDKgA2YsrA/s400/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+2229.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265674454195140994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;到底威龙做么会受伤的？想来想去都想不到。 谁记得？ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNvA9Fd8kI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9KnymQcuVhs/s1600-h/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+0729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNvA9Fd8kI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9KnymQcuVhs/s400/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+0729.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265674451514421826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;哈，被我撮合的绯闻情侣。还记得每天亏他们的时候，智渊都会满脸涨红，连耳朵也会跟着一起红！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNvAS32U7I/AAAAAAAAAD8/3ID1ou0-RIQ/s1600-h/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+0863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNvAS32U7I/AAAAAAAAAD8/3ID1ou0-RIQ/s400/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+0863.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265674440183010226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;翻不过来的乌龟！ 笑死。 还记得那个笑话吗？ 公乌龟和母乌龟做完爱后忘记把它翻过来。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNtIAPxxwI/AAAAAAAAAD0/gup85Rgl20s/s1600-h/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+1411.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNtIAPxxwI/AAAAAAAAAD0/gup85Rgl20s/s400/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+1411.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265672373598799618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;其实我看到这张照片时真的吓很大一跳！&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;请注意照片靠近中央的位置。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;如有不妥，请告知本人，我会删除的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNtH-1MRsI/AAAAAAAAADs/EBqZNDh7dEo/s1600-h/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+0299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNtH-1MRsI/AAAAAAAAADs/EBqZNDh7dEo/s400/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+0299.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265672373218854594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;我们敬爱的班主任！伍慧仪！！ 很可爱哦你！ 真想把这张照片传给她。谁有她的电邮？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNtHrC3eBI/AAAAAAAAADk/BWb4GUP8Lc4/s1600-h/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+1789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNtHrC3eBI/AAAAAAAAADk/BWb4GUP8Lc4/s400/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+1789.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265672367907502098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;谁记得我们在玩什么啊？我的表情有够夸张的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNtHr_WBsI/AAAAAAAAADc/UaSO9eD-WV8/s1600-h/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+0173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNtHr_WBsI/AAAAAAAAADc/UaSO9eD-WV8/s400/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+0173.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265672368161162946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;这我就记得。我们在比赛哪一组先跑到终点。我不记得我们有没有赢，只记得我跑完后很喘。我可是跑2400米都要分两次跑的，OK? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;加上敏仪也没有很轻。她应该没来这里的吧。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNtHIrCoqI/AAAAAAAAADU/qzWDPOK_5HA/s1600-h/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+0526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNtHIrCoqI/AAAAAAAAADU/qzWDPOK_5HA/s400/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+0526.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265672358680765090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;猪啊你，吃酱多。哎哟，想念家里的味道啦！ 牛扒，意大利面吃一下就显了啦！！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;最后，要跟你们分享一则笑话，从康熙看回来的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有一天，一位华人通过美国海关的检验。海关打开他的行李箱，看见有7条内裤。他很奇怪，于是就问他，为什么要7条？华人逐一数给他看： Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;海关人员明白了，让他过关。下一个来了一位法国人，行李箱里只有5条内裤。海关人员又奇怪了，为什么刚才有7条，你只有5条？ 法国人数给他听： Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. "那星期六和日呢？” “我们法国人很浪漫的，周末不穿内裤。”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;海关人员明白了，也让他过关。下一位来了个印度人。行李箱里竟然有12条内裤。海关人员说，怎么比前两位还多啊？ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;印度人回答说，January, February, March, April.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*晕＊&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-498638632404222978?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/498638632404222978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=498638632404222978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/498638632404222978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/498638632404222978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2008/11/2005-penang-pangkor-trip.html' title='2005 Penang + Pangkor Trip'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/SRNw94T4yjI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Uh3Bgnbi0Yk/s72-c/2005+pangkor+%26+penang+trip+1989.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-2676876443526384109</id><published>2008-07-27T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:43:31.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This bond between us, how much longer can it last?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not misuse the word 'forever' for nothing is for forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we meet as friends again after all these years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or will we end up as old acquaintances without no more than a tad of pleasantries to exchange?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enlighten me then, if you wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept what I state, and reply me with a barrage of words, if you sih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore me then, and let this pass like the passing of every night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-2676876443526384109?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/2676876443526384109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=2676876443526384109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/2676876443526384109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/2676876443526384109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-bond-between-us-how-much-longer.html' title=''/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-4184074295969513201</id><published>2008-05-11T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T00:00:06.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Needed</title><content type='html'>Greetings once again. I have a favor to ask from you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm requesting accounts of nightmares or strange dreams from anyone interested in helping out. Need some things to keep my mind occupied with ideas. Will use the person's name (modified) in the new series of dark stories as a reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to your cooperation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seek peace in time of chaos. -Ardelus Nightmare-Bearer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-4184074295969513201?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/4184074295969513201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=4184074295969513201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/4184074295969513201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/4184074295969513201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2008/05/help-needed.html' title='Help Needed'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-7125334800904015238</id><published>2008-05-07T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T20:14:12.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>elo boss PORK pls</title><content type='html'>ok tis post is totali not related wif the title itself. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of planning a 3 months later redang trip, y dun v jz plan  for a drink-tea-session in UMA RANI! then v'll only discuss the trip on tat day itself =) thx to mic's inspiration.  HOHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k guys. Since weekends uma rani wil b VERY PACKED (i think) so shall v jz choose a weekday =) or who stil holding the namecard of the boss of uma rani? can cal n ask whether can book seats for 3 months later anot, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;date. muz hard hard come tis time. =D omg my eng is so PERFECTO.  14th of AUG heeps! it's a wednesday. dun ask me y i pick tat day, i jz cin cai choose from the calender =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. jz drop me a msg or email me or sms me or wateva. along wif ur contact no okieeeee. n don b late for our uma rani maggie goreng tak mau maggie dan ais limau tak mau limau yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ops, time. aiya, make it at, 8pm okieeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c u guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gambateh-oh-ais-limau =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I M MAOOOOO~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-7125334800904015238?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/7125334800904015238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=7125334800904015238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/7125334800904015238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/7125334800904015238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2008/05/elo-boss-pork-pls.html' title='elo boss PORK pls'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-2846803655991171323</id><published>2008-05-01T04:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T04:49:23.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala THE TRIP THE TRIP lalala</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm very useless one. see lots of sad faces n ke lian words then feel bad. so ermmm let me try a bit :S:S i can't help much in this period of time cuz having exam. but today just had one paper so now is resting time. anyway, here's the dates ppl have stated on the post last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name Month(june/july/august/september)&lt;br /&gt;1. baby ALL I think&lt;br /&gt;2. mao (moz probably during aug)&lt;br /&gt;3. June (i can only go in may or october) sob sob&lt;br /&gt;4. kai (june till mid september i think)&lt;br /&gt;5. Mic (end of August will be fine for me, big despo here to go on another trip with u guys! oh pls!)&lt;br /&gt;6. YSiang (i can only go in december le or late september perhaps) wan to join u all de but goin usa from may to august. looking forward to meeting u guys!&lt;br /&gt;7. Ardelus (The whole month of June. Or August and September. July is a straight no.)&lt;br /&gt;8. xhui ( most probably i can onli make it at tis period of time: 9/6/08 -- 6/7/08 )&lt;br /&gt;9.klcc (june-july, late nov till end-of-yr)&lt;br /&gt;10. yz (5th aug - 9th aug woohooo~ skip only lecture week i.e week1 or anytime, anywhere after 9th aug~)&lt;br /&gt;11.xmin( 3/7--20/8..around this time gua..not sure with the exact date yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mao said we'll &lt;strong&gt;shorten the range and make it august, preferably early aug&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically there's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.baby (june til sept)&lt;br /&gt;2.mao (aug)&lt;br /&gt;3.kai (june til mid sept)&lt;br /&gt;4.mic (end of aug)&lt;br /&gt;5.ardy (june, aug, sept)&lt;br /&gt;6.yz (errrrrr basically 5th aug til end of aug all the way??)&lt;br /&gt;7.xm (3/7 - 20/8 roughly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;who are likely to be available&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure u'll agree that one major problem is we need to &lt;b&gt;publicise this blog&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;the trip&lt;/b&gt; to be specific. cuz i'm sure there're loads out there who would potentially wanna join but don't rmb/know/check this blog. this, i'm not very sure how =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we could start a &lt;b&gt;facebook group&lt;/b&gt; for this (private la hahaha) sth like an event in order for easier updates n stuff? n like list the details... ppl who can attend... but then, this will only work after we've confirmed the dates etc. so... ok this is quite pointless at this stage paiseh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe, a facebook group for now (without confirmed dates etc), inviting everyone so that ppl know about this... but then again i dun have everyone's facebook. as in, those who seemingly/are likely to have yet to read about this trip from this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another problem is most of the &lt;b&gt;dates we've listed are unsure&lt;/b&gt;... i mean.. it's quite obvious but i just thought i'd list out things we should solve?? *paiseh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno whether this will do any good actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i think for now...&lt;br /&gt;-publicise&lt;br /&gt;-if publicity fails, &lt;b&gt;make it a small group&lt;/b&gt; if ppl stil want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*btw by 'publicise' i mean among our friends obviously. kind of an exaggerated choice of word*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lots of love hehe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: maybe we could &lt;strong&gt;bring&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;other friends&lt;/strong&gt; if too few ppl can make it in aug?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;======== &lt;strong&gt;for those who scrolled all the way down, find this post bloody long and annoying, and happen to see this line, if u're really busy and lazy, reading the above bolded points is ...... kinda enough as well i guess &lt;/strong&gt;=========&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/19740503-2846803655991171323?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/2846803655991171323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=2846803655991171323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/2846803655991171323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/2846803655991171323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2008/05/lalala-trip-trip-lalala.html' title='lalala THE TRIP THE TRIP lalala'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-5854275385954278753</id><published>2008-04-29T20:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T20:45:05.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>i juz miss u guys so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can someone juz make the trip possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soli for giving the idea but nt planning for it. hv totali no idea how to plan it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nid help =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-5854275385954278753?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/5854275385954278753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=5854275385954278753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/5854275385954278753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/5854275385954278753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='=('/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-5345692621729400397</id><published>2008-04-20T08:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T08:49:14.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more vids</title><content type='html'>sorry i don't plan to turn our blog into a funny vids archive or sth but yea... having exam soon need to destress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i see this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cTX5oihyfn4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cTX5oihyfn4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought people had nothing better to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait till you see this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jwmx16GnLwU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jwmx16GnLwU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than them, i need to get a life too!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-5345692621729400397?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/5345692621729400397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=5345692621729400397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/5345692621729400397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/5345692621729400397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2008/04/more-vids.html' title='more vids'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-1761041860527392277</id><published>2008-04-19T03:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T04:04:00.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO CUTE.</title><content type='html'>i have a video to make u laugh... hope this beats baby's funny vid!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cXXm696UbKY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cXXm696UbKY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this baby Ethan must have some unusual tendencies LOL... laughing over the destruction of some magazine pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm not much better, myself laughing at him laughing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-1761041860527392277?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/1761041860527392277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=1761041860527392277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/1761041860527392277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/1761041860527392277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-cute.html' title='SO CUTE.'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-3143022893198620917</id><published>2008-04-18T17:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T17:17:36.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Until Our Time Ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is dedicated to those who are fortunate (or unfortunate) enough to have found (or be found) by their partner(s).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Female:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If&lt;br /&gt;There is but one wish granted&lt;br /&gt;I would see you by my side&lt;br /&gt;as dawn breaks tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;And your face filled with joy&lt;br /&gt;instead of longing and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Male:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If&lt;br /&gt;There is but one wish granted&lt;br /&gt;I would see you by my side&lt;br /&gt;as night falls tonight&lt;br /&gt;And your eyes filled with happiness&lt;br /&gt;instead of tears and sadness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Together:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May our Love persevere through this darkness&lt;br /&gt;May we be given an opportunity to cherish&lt;br /&gt;another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Female:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this hatred that plagues your heart?&lt;br /&gt;What is this need to embark on this journey&lt;br /&gt;of no return?&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that in the very same hands that gave me joy&lt;br /&gt;they wield the will of Death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Male:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hatred knows no bounds&lt;br /&gt;and how would I love you more shall it remain?&lt;br /&gt;This journey is my life&lt;br /&gt;and shall I not go how would I face you once more?&lt;br /&gt;I wield Death's will against my own&lt;br /&gt;and how would I protect you shall I not destroy the threats through Death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Female:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go with you then&lt;br /&gt;Let me carry this burden of vengeance with you&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the will that strengthens you&lt;br /&gt;Let me bring your fury to them&lt;br /&gt;and let me feel your protection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Male:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the wishes granted upon Man&lt;br /&gt;This is but one which i cannot grant&lt;br /&gt;The clouds are gathering&lt;br /&gt;and a storm is brewing&lt;br /&gt;The darkness manifests as we speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Female:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go then if you must&lt;br /&gt;and carry my heart with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Male:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go now, to the flames of Hell&lt;br /&gt;And shall the skies fall and the earth crumbles&lt;br /&gt;Hold me in your memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Together:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let us part now&lt;br /&gt;and although hope is blind&lt;br /&gt;Let us hope now&lt;br /&gt;Until our time ends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Seek peace in time of chaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-3143022893198620917?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/3143022893198620917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=3143022893198620917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/3143022893198620917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/3143022893198620917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2008/04/until-our-time-ends.html' title='Until Our Time Ends'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-5792198337130992787</id><published>2008-04-13T12:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T12:25:46.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i m here again!</title><content type='html'>such a long time nobody called me mao oredi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has been sooooooooooo hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. WEI who stil wanna go redang one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during aug ok??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun show tat not-interested-face or sure-tak-jadi-one-lah-face 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying 2 plan lo. kerjasame sikit boleh tak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. miss melayu so much. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bagaimana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shorten the range. A-U-G-U-S-T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant get to on9 so often yet leh not until i get my internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on 21st april. can die. ****.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so who r interested. leave msg in chat box/ comment/ edit tis post. wif the time u prefer. DURING AUGUST only k. try to make it on early aug la tq......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jane~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-5792198337130992787?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/5792198337130992787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=5792198337130992787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/5792198337130992787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/5792198337130992787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-m-here-again.html' title='i m here again!'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-4288908272156589086</id><published>2008-04-12T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T23:31:41.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5秒讓你笑到爆</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/qwrGt_nb35c' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/qwrGt_nb35c'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHHAHAHHAHHAH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-4288908272156589086?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/4288908272156589086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=4288908272156589086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/4288908272156589086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/4288908272156589086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2008/04/5.html' title='5秒讓你笑到爆'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-9075218021980016657</id><published>2008-04-04T04:30:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T08:12:56.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk LH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;After staying with lh for nearly 6 months, I found out that he can get super high sometimes. I really meant it. He dances around like an idiot, sings like a mad cow, and also, HOPS around like a stupid deer. lol. You will see it later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, the question is, how did he get high in the first place? My friend, Jie and I came to a conclusion after several observations - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sugar&lt;/span&gt;. SUGAR RUSH. For example, after drinking more than half a bottle of coke. haha. We ordered pizza for dinner just now, and it came with a bottle of coke. He drank quite a lot, and he started to act stupidly after that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OkOk, go back to prague. Oh for those of you who didn't know, we (me, lh and mp) went to prague from 15th-19th March with 5 other people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, we did an excursion trip to kutna hora on the 4th day, i think. It snowed heavily. Really heavy. It didn't snow in london at all, ironically. So  we sheltered in a cafe nearby and decided to order some hot drinks. Most of us ordered hot chocolate but our dear lh, he ordered hot wine. Mind you, we didn't eat anything at all before the trip.  So he drank hot wine with EMPTY STOMACH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the result is---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/R_VAlIjaOpI/AAAAAAAAACI/W4dh47BU2jI/s1600-h/IMG_2825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/R_VAlIjaOpI/AAAAAAAAACI/W4dh47BU2jI/s400/IMG_2825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185121552682334866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HE GOT DRUNK!!! lol.. My hair was so short that time. Lh's cheeks were red and he felt dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/R_VAsIjaOqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/90msM3X9eT8/s1600-h/IMG_2827.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-decoration: underline; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/R_VAsIjaOqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/90msM3X9eT8/s400/IMG_2827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185121672941419170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then he began to act like an idiot. haha..Including this. Posed like Silas and showed his bunny teeth to the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-85207b701023795d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D85207b701023795d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331124913%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7DC56D08162D80601BA3FE098CA984B8679F6AB0.50B9C5D55E1FC29699EA7FA110AE9A4648497E1A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D85207b701023795d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Df06p6zWHT1gIIUaqLvrBJdEtSLA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D85207b701023795d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331124913%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7DC56D08162D80601BA3FE098CA984B8679F6AB0.50B9C5D55E1FC29699EA7FA110AE9A4648497E1A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D85207b701023795d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Df06p6zWHT1gIIUaqLvrBJdEtSLA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, the video of lh hopping around. Enjoy! And sorry, I don't know how to rotate the video. And I can't ask lh obviously, cause he wouldn't want to teach me how to do it. He is the main character of the video this time. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't deny the fact that he is very agile. lol. I have been learning to hop like him since I came back from Prague. But you know...haha.. shhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I will blog about our Prague trip later. I am bored of revisions now. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-9075218021980016657?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=85207b701023795d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/9075218021980016657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=9075218021980016657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/9075218021980016657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/9075218021980016657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2008/04/drunk-lh.html' title='Drunk LH'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/R_VAlIjaOpI/AAAAAAAAACI/W4dh47BU2jI/s72-c/IMG_2825.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-8740235891532816020</id><published>2008-04-02T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T00:59:10.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Update</title><content type='html'>Greetings my fellow brethren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has indeed been a long time since I've posted anything here, and it has been three years since members of 4s1/5s1 went their separate ways. And as the path goes further from the intersection changes are imminent. Not even a decade and such changes happen. Who could even get a glimpse of the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My health problems had long since left me. In the beginning it was a strange sensation, derived from this pain which I had converted into a part of myself. Now there are no more pain, nothing else is pain. Pain is just so arbitrary, distant, yet so pleasurable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in Singapore, things are different. People are afraid of change, afraid of changed people around them, afraid to accept changed people. What these people think of me? I don't know, but I sense hostility from them. That is why I chose to stick to the few of us from CHKL. I feel home with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, this world is out for the taking. I'm not about to make these people who think me as a freak, who take me as an outsider cast me out once again. God never wanted me to exist, and i never once bowed to him. He failed to erase me from this world, and even if he does. I'm going out with a bang. This world, I will create my own paradise. And before long I will prove to all those Gods out there who is the real master of MY DAMN LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O yeah, nothing feels better than a shoutout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I'm still writing and uploading stories to my own blog (www.eoso-photophobia.blogspot.com).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ardelus Nightmare-Bearer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-8740235891532816020?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/8740235891532816020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=8740235891532816020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/8740235891532816020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/8740235891532816020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2008/04/another-update.html' title='Another Update'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-2176903519521303929</id><published>2008-03-31T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T18:30:37.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wei'/><title type='text'>嗨。。。</title><content type='html'>喂。。。。 其实也没用什么东东好写。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想请问啦， 12 月有谁回来？？有没有人在singapore? Mum asked me whether i wanna join her to go sing. and visit my aunty. If a lot of ppl coming back and there is a gathering during that time, then i dont want to go singapore LOR&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those singpoare kia will be in singapore in december or not ya??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还有。。。。&lt;br /&gt;我们有一位班主任要在2009 年2月29日结婚。。他叫我帮他gather 人去参加他的婚礼。。 有兴趣者。。。MUST contact me via msn, hp or my email. 他说如果多人的话（大概20 个人）， 就会特别带我们去吃。。。。吃什么， 我又不懂啦。。 但是我特别交待他must have mushroom soup.... cause it is very delicious....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ｆｏｒ　ｔｈｏｓｅ　ｗｈｏ　ａｒｅ　ｉｎｔｅｒｅｓｔｅｄ，　ｍｕｓｔ　ｃｏｎｔａｃｔ　ｍｅ　ｙａ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ｔａｋｅ　ｃａｒｅ！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ｂｅｓｔ　ＲＥｇａｒｄｓ&lt;br /&gt;ＪｕｎｅＪｕｎｅ&lt;br /&gt;＋６０１２３０１２５８９&lt;br /&gt;ｊｕｎｅｌｏｗ＠ｈｏｔｍａｉｌ．ｃｏｍ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;１６，ｊａｌａｎ　ｓｇ，９／１１&lt;br /&gt;ｔａｍａｎ　ｓｒｉ　ｇｏｍｂａｋ&lt;br /&gt;６８１００　ｂａｔｕ　ｃａｖｅｓ　ｓｅｌａｎｇｏｒ．　ｍａｌａｙｓｉａ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-2176903519521303929?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/2176903519521303929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=2176903519521303929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/2176903519521303929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/2176903519521303929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='嗨。。。'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-8551710120720612155</id><published>2008-03-28T20:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T20:50:25.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Random Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey peeps! Seems a bit odd to write here, it has been so long since I write something in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Officially one month off the blogosphere and I have to say, life's pretty caught up with everything. I do believe that many of you out there are busy with many things else. I just can't wait for 20+ days for a semester break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I was actually doing my revision for my coming exam, so stressful lately. And obviously I miss you guys so I end up writing here. Can't imagine it's almost April and I can't imagine I've done so many things for the past few months. Sometimes I did sigh at the busy routine, but somehow I think it's just beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like almost two months after coming back from Cambodia, I must say, that trip changed me quite a lot, especially in my perspective of life. Learned so much about giving and taking from these people from a different corner, about how to appreciate things and so on...be more positive...tougher...and more determined. But recently I am getting to fear about changes in the coming few months, about whether I can reach the capacity to get to the Uni I want, about leaving this country and family, so much fear to take. I know it's pointless to rant about anything, so what's left to do is working hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, just a little updates on my part.  Over the weekend, I was spending my two days in Sepang F1, to be exact, selling magazines. (lh, pls, not race car showgirl) Can't believe I did that, since that's my first paid job hehe (not to say the attachment)...well actually it's just a friend's request. Besides all the sunburn and expected sale target that I've to achieve everyday, I would say that's a pretty great experience. I met two Europeans who basically all the while communicated with me in Mandarin because they have spent the past few months in Taipei. Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gotta hit back to my books now. Ga yao la you guys there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I miss you guys too much! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Mic&lt;br /&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/19740503-8551710120720612155?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/8551710120720612155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=8551710120720612155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/8551710120720612155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/8551710120720612155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-random-updates.html' title='Just A Random Updates'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-498116250641822987</id><published>2008-03-28T08:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T08:33:07.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blueh. yo people :)</title><content type='html'>既然育才叫到，我就给脸啦~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...我在london的时间不知不觉（fuiyoh还要用成语，虽然是很cheap的一个）已经有7个月。我确定5月29号飞回来！！！爽死，等不及man！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regrettably 我并没有pick up english accent.很好听ler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很久没有写华文字...paiseh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;前几天下雪咧。春天了才下雪。global warming is killing the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在放着假，一个月，可是放完假考试，唉不爽的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是考完试可以回家，所以screw it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然和baby他们身在同一个城市，可是也很少很少见面。大概因为不同大学大家有自己的圈子，难免吧。只要他们不要忘记我就可以了。哈哈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd year 应该会和几个朋友在外面租房，3女2男。明天去看屋子。唉头痛man，你们懂啦朋友再熟一起住一定有一定的麻烦。可是我还是quite looking forward to it 啦。毕竟不会像住hall酱lonely.可是也是我的问题啦，在自己的hall酱antisocial，很少参别人。不是catered hall 比较难跟人混熟，因为通常catered hall 的人认识其他人的机会都是during meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一个朋友整天叫我chonghwa girl,一开始很du lan,现在习惯了。他的嘴就是贱，sucker,stupid ass什么都给他叫到完，可是人其实很好。死有钱仔went back to malaysia for holiday.读HELP的，认识维谦。咦，baby mei ping 可能也认识。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...我自己咧，就老样子咯。除了肥了一点，which全世界都会跟我讲是好事。lol&lt;br /&gt;头发长了。正常啦。大家都一样。&lt;br /&gt;染上了可恶的咖啡瘾。没有啦不是很严重。而且是喝爽，像我这种睡到像猪的人，睡眠是不会受咖啡影响的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;有男朋友了。差不多8个月前开始的事。突然间想讲。paiseh. 可能你们都懂了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;开始化妆了？算不算改变？这些是没有人会拿来讲的改变可是当我们在朋友身上看到这些，一定make a big deal out of it. haha.可是没有啦，30天只有...maximum 5天化？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也不知道过去7个月怎样过出来的，哈哈，一开始觉得是不可能任务，太想家。可是唉呀这种东西，过过下就过去了的...（不好意思，经过这些日子我的华语还是酱的死样子，而且相信退步了..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一个大新闻。我那天自己丢了一只死老鼠。在厨房咧妈的。geng leh?不geng meh?我觉得很geng lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...我差不多废完了。其他人有什么要废吗？来啦~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;猜看我是谁？不用猜啦很明显hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;前几天刚update&lt;a href="http://kaishin.blogspot.com/"&gt;我的blog&lt;/a&gt;，显的话去看照片啦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.10am. GMT (00:00)&lt;br /&gt;28/3/08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-498116250641822987?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/498116250641822987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=498116250641822987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/498116250641822987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/498116250641822987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2008/03/blueh-yo-people.html' title='blueh. yo people :)'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-8211497000435238265</id><published>2008-03-19T00:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T01:27:47.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends, do it well please!!</title><content type='html'>This is my first time blogging in our class blog.. Anyway, I think I better use chinese to blog.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很高兴这个class blog还没有真正死亡，也许这是它死后复生，但我相信大家都不希望这一切只是回光返照，过了一段时间又再失去大家的爱戴。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mao &amp;amp; baby计划搞个trip是个不错的建议，虽然我本身还不怎么感兴趣，不过既然是4s15s1的朋友的事，我还是蛮想8卦一下的。开始时看到大家热血沸腾，你一个A plan，我一个B plan，提出许多看似无聊、没有建设性的意见，虽然没有真实的结果，心里还是相当安慰，至少大家关心这个trip，关心中学的朋友。没过多久，klcc列出时间后就越来越无声无息，msg box也越来越冷，那时的我就像大家一样，又要再次遗忘了我们的class blog。直到今天心血来潮回到这里，再也不忍心让它再度成为废墟，希望我的几局废话，能够带给大家一定的启发。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;先谈谈最新的trip，两个多月前的建议，到现在才只有区区9个人list down 他们的free time，其他人是不得空呢，还是跟我一样不打算参与呢？其实，就算不感兴趣也可以留个名字说不要，这一点相信包括我在内许多人都懒得去做。不过只需花一点点时间就能方便别人（更贴切来说是我们的朋友）做事，那又何乐而不为呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还有，我觉得无论如何都必须要有几个有心人负责in charge这个trip，我不是说那种让大家感觉很low的“筹委团”，而是至少确定有几个人负责更新最新消息，确定时间地点，确定人数等琐碎的事情就ok了。我建议既然是mao &amp;amp; baby发起的，就先由他们负责，如果他们不得空再由他们找有空的人负责。其他人可以帮忙宣传一下，可能还有很多人不知道这个blog、这个trip，或者他们已经忘记了，不妨提醒他们一下，告诉他们这里有我们的天地。不要不了了之，让这个计划夭折。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;至于这个差点变成废墟的class blog，既然它是我们的财产，我们就应该保护它、守护它。现在大家身在世界各地，难免会有很多不同的经历想跟以前的朋友分享，只要抽出一点点时间，一个月一次，两个月一次，三个月一次都好，大家一人post一点，相信它就能茁壮成长，让我们无论身在何去，至少还有一个属于我们4s15s1的空间。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢大家的合作，如有得罪的地方，我先向大家道歉，大家加油吧!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YikCai=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-8211497000435238265?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/8211497000435238265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=8211497000435238265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/8211497000435238265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/8211497000435238265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2008/03/friends-do-it-well-please.html' title='Friends, do it well please!!'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-2127670069158084204</id><published>2008-02-16T23:48:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T22:23:27.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pangkor once again, EVERYONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Ok me(mao) n baby r planning to organise a trip to pangkor/redang or some places which have beaches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who will be able to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List down ur name here and the time when you will be free:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name Month(june/july/august/september)&lt;br /&gt;1. baby ALL I think&lt;br /&gt;2. mao (moz probably during aug)&lt;br /&gt;3. June (i can only go in may or october) sob sob&lt;br /&gt;4. kai (june till mid september i think)&lt;br /&gt;5. Mic (end of August will be fine for me, big despo here to go on another trip with u guys! oh pls!)&lt;br /&gt;6. YSiang (i can only go in december le or late september perhaps) wan to join u all de but goin usa from may to august. looking forward to meeting u guys!&lt;br /&gt;7. Ardelus (The whole month of June. Or August and September. July is a straight no.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;8. xhui ( most probably i can onli make it at tis period of time: 9/6/08 -- 6/7/08 )&lt;br /&gt;9.klcc (june-july, late nov till end-of-yr)&lt;br /&gt;10. yz (5th aug - 9th aug woohooo~ skip only lecture week i.e week1 or anytime, anywhere after 9th aug~)&lt;br /&gt;11.xmin( 3/7--20/8..around this time gua..not sure with the exact date yet)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v'll try to make it during weekends (fri, sat n sun) so PLEASE note down d period tat u'll b in Malaysia or SG....or mayb Thai eh? wateva la...... n PLEASE if d date is comfirmed try to make it ok! for d sake of US, skip one or 2 classes lar =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;com'on guys, it's time to gather again!!!! roll d ball roll d ball!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the ball is rolling now...roll more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now set the ball on fire! BURN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omfg i m getting excited over this! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s(z): i no click xia here de comment oso dunno jia hao got blog @.@ and den from jia hao blog comment only i know aaron blog which is able be found by my browser.. den i come in twice to edit this p/s! wat a great discover for today.. lol perhaps u guys can try click somewhere around here den discover somethg extraordinarily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-2127670069158084204?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/2127670069158084204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=2127670069158084204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/2127670069158084204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/2127670069158084204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2008/02/who-is-free-during-summer.html' title='Pangkor once again, EVERYONE!'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-5053422376639408723</id><published>2008-02-16T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T19:43:09.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GUESS GUESS GUESS(as requested by Baby to see the photo)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Alright, i just came across with this photo but i can assure you i didnt take this photo during 2005 Pangkor Trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot who took this photo &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167541972761341186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/R7bMC6BcbQI/AAAAAAAAABg/1_rEKO_w8ZI/s400/IMG_3910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did he/she took my camera ？&lt;br /&gt;and why he/she chose the model ？&lt;br /&gt;So, who is the model??? let's guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some clues, if you are out of boredom and DESPERATE to find out who is that, please go to your "MY PICTURE FOLDER" to check for pangkor trip photo dated on 8th December 2005 and find out who's the one wearing the shirt. &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/19740503-5053422376639408723?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/5053422376639408723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=5053422376639408723' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/5053422376639408723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/5053422376639408723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2008/02/guess-guess-guessas-requested-by-baby.html' title='GUESS GUESS GUESS(as requested by Baby to see the photo)'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/R7bMC6BcbQI/AAAAAAAAABg/1_rEKO_w8ZI/s72-c/IMG_3910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-568265001931967973</id><published>2008-02-15T22:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T12:35:18.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>现在是早上8点,还有半个小时就要去上课了.就在这半个小时内宣泄完我的不满吧..我的室友他一整晚都不在,然后就在早上7点多时听到很多吵杂声,一起身看,原来是他带了另外两个朋友回来. 不懂是他们没有脑还是有脑,但是有屁股来想东西的, 他妈的, 7点多当你另外两个室友还在睡觉的时候,在那边大声讲话,大声笑???!?!?!?!?!??!!??! 而且你不是不懂,他们讲买那种印度话, 不用很大声就觉得很烦了啦.. 真没脑.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我另外一个室友就睡到像猪酱啦, 还有打鼾声. =.= 我当然是被吵醒啦, 然后在心里一直骂他们. 心里想,在给你们5分钟,在不收声, 就要起来骂他们了. 怎知道,他们真的很没有脑, 吵了酱久还不要收声, 我就起来假装看我手机几点, 然后大力地把手机摔在桌子上. 他们在那时候才发现我的存在, 你讲啦,几没有脑. 过后就关灯去睡觉.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我当然是睡不下去了啦, 所以现在才在这里.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结论是: 他们是一群肛门洞! 可以想像到那个画面吗,一群肛门洞聚集在一起讲印度话.=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA... I was L-ingMAO when i read this now. lol. anyway decided to post it up (although meiping says its very uncivilsed) coz its quite hilarious. it shows how angry i was that time. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-568265001931967973?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/568265001931967973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=568265001931967973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/568265001931967973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/568265001931967973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2008/02/8.html' title=''/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-8831211739862336685</id><published>2008-02-13T07:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T08:20:37.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>最近 很堕落&lt;br /&gt;没做功课 在课堂睡觉 回家就看YOUTUBE MV啦 还有康熙来了 哈哈 真堕落&lt;br /&gt;晚上就跟朋友讲话啦  玩牌啦 哈哈 无可救药&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK既然那么显 就写一下我们这儿过年做了什么啦.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;年三十晚 我们去了一家华人餐厅吃"团圆饭". 算不错的了, 九道菜(不是烂烂的菜,有三文鱼捞生,猪手,蒸鱼...) 总共吃了 130 磅.. 哇塞 接近RM1000 的一顿饭.. =P 其实也还好啦,我们总共有10 个人,一个人也只是13磅.. 算不错啦,一年只是一次...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;过后回家玩牌...玩到四点半酱.. 我们不玩CIPLAK 游戏的OK?! 锄大第已经OUTDATE 了.. 我们现在玩的是BRIDGE...回去一定要玩!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;年初一,真显,因为这里没有放假=.= 不过我SKIP了一个LECTURE和一个CLASS...哈哈 谁会在年初一有心情去上课的咧? 可是我们还算乖啦.. 至少还有上到12PM, 过后我们五个人(我,MEIPING,良富,还有JIE &amp;amp; GF)就去吃午餐了.. 过后就去LONDON的庙拜神咯.. 有没有很吓到咧?LONDON 也有庙???!?!?!?!?!?!!! 没错,名字就叫佛光寺. 不过感觉就很不同啦..比较先进咯,有CCTV, 然后因为租金贵,地方也比较窄.. 我们就在那儿点灯祈福.. 一个小蜡烛2磅,蛮合理的嘛... 过后良富说要去看附近的APPLE STORE 看MACBOOK AIR.. 怎知,那段路因为电流中段而被封锁...=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;过后就回家睡觉,晚上继续玩牌..哈哈 维文,对不起,我真的是在玩牌的哦...=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;年初二,我们五个人就心血来潮的要做汤圆..哈哈... 很SYOK哦 自己做汤圆给自己吃... 还放NUTELLA 做馅... =.= 不过真的很好吃啦.. 感谢JIE 咯, 他真的很会煮..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;年初三,准备晚上要吃的STEAMBOAT.. 哇塞多得JIE,我们的STEAMBOAT 超级好吃...真是超级好吃的那一种..还有很多种辣椒给我们点...=DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;过后就哎....恢复正常的生活咯... 显....真期待回MSIA...可是还得先考试先咧... 这里的课程真难.. :(&lt;br /&gt;要努力!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最后,祝大家新年快乐!!! 真期待回去MSIA的那一天...然后大吃一顿!!! WOOSH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-8831211739862336685?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/8831211739862336685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=8831211739862336685' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/8831211739862336685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/8831211739862336685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2008/02/youtube-mv-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-6575073187657779101</id><published>2008-02-02T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T23:09:59.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我还记得 那段青涩岁月</title><content type='html'>我还记得 头发未披肩的日子&lt;br /&gt;我还记得 每天两次的下课钟声&lt;br /&gt;我还记得 上课时两位女生的千里传音&lt;br /&gt;我还记得 邦格海滩上的足迹&lt;br /&gt;我还记得 光前堂的后台样子&lt;br /&gt;我还记得 上课的位置&lt;br /&gt;我还记得 我的班号学号&lt;br /&gt;我还记得 食堂的面包&lt;br /&gt;我还记得 楼梯口甲豪的天使&lt;br /&gt;我还记得 那青色的课室门&lt;br /&gt;我还记得 厕所洗手后市擦在别人身上的&lt;br /&gt;我还记得 爱唱歌的我们&lt;br /&gt;我还记得 每个月的仪容检查&lt;br /&gt;我还记得 周一唱国歌忙着抄功课的我们&lt;br /&gt;我还记得 华文课要把自己的水壶收起来把别人的拿上来&lt;br /&gt;我还记得 六月害我唱出11个广东字&lt;br /&gt;我还记得 科阳的样子 =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-6575073187657779101?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/6575073187657779101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=6575073187657779101' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/6575073187657779101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/6575073187657779101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='我还记得 那段青涩岁月'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-5943723344475416311</id><published>2008-01-21T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T02:02:55.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna see funeral thats why i'm posting.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss CH gang,&lt;br /&gt;I miss malaysian food,&lt;br /&gt;I miss tanjung malim,&lt;br /&gt;I miss sri gombak,&lt;br /&gt;I miss going out with friends,&lt;br /&gt;I miss going for movies in cinema,&lt;br /&gt;I miss life without pressure and homework,&lt;br /&gt;I miss the sunshine in msia,&lt;br /&gt;I miss my family,&lt;br /&gt;I miss broadway cafe,&lt;br /&gt;I miss penang food (damn you MIC! hehe..),&lt;br /&gt;I hate it here because the sky gets dark at 4pm..It's so depressing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK my life here isn't that bad actually,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still copy pikhui's homework,&lt;br /&gt;I still have leonghoo and meiping,&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of new friends as well,&lt;br /&gt;I went to Spain and am going to Prague in March,&lt;br /&gt;I am going to meet up with joean, yering and kai,&lt;br /&gt;I can eat Krispy Kreme,&lt;br /&gt;I can shop for branded stuff here,&lt;br /&gt;I get to listen to other ppl's life stories...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lazy to upload photos here.. Go to my facebook profile if you wanna see pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lse.facebook.com/profile.php?id=812275614"&gt;http://lse.facebook.com/profile.php?id=812275614&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, I'm going back to MALAYSIA on the 18th JUNE, will reach airport on the 19th, at 2110.. SOrry karmen, cant make it before 12th..Will celebrate your bday with u later,k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those who are sad, down, depressed, unlucky recently, cheer up! =) Please believe that every cloud has a silver lining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for dinner soon.. MISS YOU GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waihou&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-5943723344475416311?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/5943723344475416311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=5943723344475416311' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/5943723344475416311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/5943723344475416311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-i-dont-wanna-see-funeral-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-1817535493988743438</id><published>2007-09-29T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T00:13:46.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Existence</title><content type='html'>Existence, anyone ever thought about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose, everything that we see and feel doesn't exist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose, we are just pieces of imagination living in some writer's mind? Ready to disappear the minute he stops thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose, the joy, the memories that we hold, they are just nothing but an illusion of time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose, every physical contact that we make with anybody, they are just another brain-generated impulse of abstract concrete?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose, everthing that we are taught to believe are false?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose, love is not the true virtue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose, evil is what we are born to commit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose, everyone now is dead? And all happenings in this world is merely the intertwining of dead brainwaves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose, rot is what we smell in the air?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose, there are many more supposes to be made about this existence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the answers left unanswered, yet we live on, and we embrace love as virtue and evil as crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, look around you, good or evil, black or white, can you differentiate it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is after all, not black nor white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this dull grey we live with questions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-1817535493988743438?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/1817535493988743438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=1817535493988743438' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/1817535493988743438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/1817535493988743438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2007/09/existence.html' title='Existence'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-8834187890395879626</id><published>2007-08-27T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T14:27:38.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up Coming Event: Defa's farewell party</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Date &lt;/strong&gt;: 30 August 2007 (Thursday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time&lt;/strong&gt; : 6pm onwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Venue&lt;/strong&gt; : Defa's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know, defa is leaving malaysia to china for his further study soon. So, I hope everyone who is still in malaysia can go as the next day is national day,you all should be free. Don't miss the chance to gather together. Or else you might need to wait for another 3, 4, 5 or n years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-8834187890395879626?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/8834187890395879626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=8834187890395879626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/8834187890395879626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/8834187890395879626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2007/08/coming-event-defas-farewell-party.html' title='Up Coming Event: Defa&apos;s farewell party'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-448724146599435148</id><published>2007-08-18T17:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T18:04:04.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17/8/2007 @ farewell&amp;gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/Rsa9797S6QI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OZvZU9Of1ps/s1600-h/edittedCIMG7298.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099972465976862978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/Rsa9797S6QI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OZvZU9Of1ps/s400/edittedCIMG7298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; 16 5s1 classmates in wc's house for his farewell party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday,17 august 2007 was a memorable day for us,5s1 classmates who are now still in malaysia.we went to wc's hse for his farewell party.he's going hk next tuesday.good luck and all the best for you,wc~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i say tat it was a memorable day?it's just simply because most of our friends have already went to overseas for their further study.and in a short few weeks,there is a lot more of our dear friends are going to uk.we were talking,laughing throughout the night.many sweet memories are reminisced by us as we were viewing through the pictures in wc's laptop.it's such a long time that i never laugh until so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming up soon,many of our friends will leave malaysia.i want to say that i'll be going to miss you all alot alot alot.for those who had already went to overseas,do not give up and be determined all the time.do not feel alone or depressed because your friends at each of the places in this world are wishing you all the best!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly,i hope that we can keep in touch all the time.to all my dearest friends,good luck n gambateh for our own future!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps 3,4,5 years later only we'll gather again.looking forward to it~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-448724146599435148?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/448724146599435148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=448724146599435148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/448724146599435148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/448724146599435148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2007/08/1782007-gathering.html' title='17/8/2007 @ farewell&amp;gathering'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/Rsa9797S6QI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OZvZU9Of1ps/s72-c/edittedCIMG7298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-8194779823412704031</id><published>2007-05-29T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T12:32:37.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haih... friends also fight sometimes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/RlusMlE9C8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/O6oo9k-HoLw/s1600-h/Pic+161+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069835137646922690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/RlusMlE9C8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/O6oo9k-HoLw/s400/Pic+161+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; indeed she doesn't only post more on her blog during exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haih. wo hen sien arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy. [only editting is the dialogues. i'm not sure what they were doing lol.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;.x.x.x.x.x.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-8194779823412704031?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/8194779823412704031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=8194779823412704031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/8194779823412704031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/8194779823412704031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2007/05/haih-friends-also-fight-sometimes.html' title='haih... friends also fight sometimes...'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/RlusMlE9C8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/O6oo9k-HoLw/s72-c/Pic+161+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-4440822718322789427</id><published>2007-05-13T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T14:04:49.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello people!!</title><content type='html'>been loooong since i last contributed. nice updates about those who've gone overseas. i'm here to crap a bit about my plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've replied to &lt;a href="http://ucl.ac.uk"&gt;UCL&lt;/a&gt;, it's my firm choice, and if everything goes smooth (which includes me getting the grades AAB in my A levels), i'll be leaving for London in september. yes it's gonna cost hell lotta money so hopefully i'll get myself work part time while studying Psychology there~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reaaaaaaally looking forward to going to UK, all that freedom, this course that's totally new to me, and meeting new people. though i reaaaaaaaaally know too that i'm gonna miss home and everyone here so so much. especially now that i love my house so much. damn it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe it's gonna be tough in the first few weeks, having to take care of myself all alone in a strange cold town with completely new faces, having to be independent, having to be brave and ASK STRANGERS FOR HELP when u need some...and all that. but still i'm looking forward to it. not quite sure why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one reaaaally good thing though, is that a few others are, if im not mistaken, going to London too!! :D i have 2, 3 college classmates going to &lt;a href="http://imperial.ac.uk"&gt;Imperial&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;a href="http://lse.ac.uk"&gt;LSE&lt;/a&gt;... and there're also leonghoo, pikhui, baby, meiping, and hopefully wc too. whee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;before the arrival of that exciting-sounding future... my final exam is starting on 21st May (which is, yes my friends, in a short period of 9 days) . going on until 13th June (yeaaa it's gonna last 3 damned weeks), and that'll be the end of my A levels (time sure flies doesnt it). so i'll have about 2 months plus of holiday, in which i would hopefully do sth useful rather than just waste time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to worry you're getting bored reading this. and btw people, i havent been as hardworking as i used to be. really too much of a slacker this year. dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched the class dvd the other day. SO FUNNY. lol-ed too many times. here are some lines i can't forget:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mun ee: 谁是你老婆？&lt;br /&gt;baby: 丽莲！&lt;br /&gt;mun ee: *slap* 谁送你猪啊？谁送你猪啊harrr？&lt;br /&gt;baby: arr 那个是敏仪啦。&lt;br /&gt;mun ee: 谁是你老婆啊？（哇劳，还不放弃）&lt;br /&gt;baby:  丽莲！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the camera shows mun ee trying to strangle li lian, calling her 狐狸精, claiming that li lian not only took her 班花殊荣 but also her husband. li lian was laughing and said "yeah!" tim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on and off we can hear the cameraman's unmistakeable laughter. yes christopher. i miss u ler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's also the scene where weng ee led the guys to perform that superb dance. there's another one where he read dunno whose essay or sth, with a very funny accent, acting he's a news reporter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whenever the camera shows mei ping she'll be complaining what angle would make people look fat. hahahah =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. that's all for now. back to study. no, trying to study. 9 days arrrrrr. c c c. proves what june said right. i blog more when exam's here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;miss u guys!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotsa hugs,&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;br /&gt;.x.x.x.x.x.x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blek :P never knew i could write this long a post even in the classblog eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-4440822718322789427?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/4440822718322789427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=4440822718322789427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/4440822718322789427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/4440822718322789427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-people.html' title='hello people!!'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-9022926843797283490</id><published>2007-05-02T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T23:59:20.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATES!!</title><content type='html'>1.&lt;br /&gt;Name: Christopher Tay&lt;br /&gt;Studying: GCE A-levels (final year 2007)&lt;br /&gt;Place: Temasek Junior College, Singapore&lt;br /&gt;Current state: Stressed out, ill...&lt;br /&gt;Future: Probably architecture, or art &amp;amp; design&lt;br /&gt;Remarks: Going back to Malaysia during June holidays.. can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;Name: Chew Hui Ling (more well-known as MAO)&lt;br /&gt;Studying: ABK japanese language college (til nex year april)&lt;br /&gt;Place: 113-0021，东京都文京区本駒込5丁目26番4号，ABK富士前寮，403号室. JAPAN&lt;br /&gt;Current state: Single but unavailable. If u r cute, i'm available =P&lt;br /&gt;Future: Biomedical Engineering&lt;br /&gt;Remarks: i miss roti canai, maggie goreng, kam tuck bak kut teh, wan tan mee, ONE U, CHILIS, bla~~~~ anyone can come here n cook for me? anyway, mozly goin bck to msia either on aug or feb 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;Name: Chia Voon Sien&lt;br /&gt;Studying: Petroleum Engineering&lt;br /&gt;Place: University of New South Wales, Sydney&lt;br /&gt;Current state: single but not available&lt;br /&gt;Future: Struggling whether to specialize in mud engineer, reservoir engineer or well engineer&lt;br /&gt;Remarks: Going back to Malaysia in december. anyone interested in roti canai feast? or bak kut teh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;name: Hock Wai Hou&lt;br /&gt;Studying: Economics&lt;br /&gt;Place: LSE, London&lt;br /&gt;Current state: haha, married&lt;br /&gt;Future: god knows.&lt;br /&gt;Remarks: hungry now.. missing msia food!!!! OHHHHHHHHHooHhH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on people, put up some updates pls, keep the ball rolling.. let's give this blog some life!!&lt;br /&gt;And UPDATE PEOPLE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-9022926843797283490?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/9022926843797283490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=9022926843797283490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/9022926843797283490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/9022926843797283490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2007/05/updates.html' title='UPDATES!!'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-5764994858856399679</id><published>2007-02-22T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T15:31:31.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Detailed lists</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Confirmed list - If they dont turn up means they put aeroplane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hong ping&lt;br /&gt;2. June&lt;br /&gt;3. xinmin&lt;br /&gt;4. Tzeh Huaeh&lt;br /&gt;5. Joean&lt;br /&gt;6. Pik Hui&lt;br /&gt;7. Xian Hui&lt;br /&gt;8. mei peng&lt;br /&gt;9. aaron ( will late a bit but i forgot the reason ald)&lt;br /&gt;10. Yao Zhong ( will be late a bit)&lt;br /&gt;11. Hwei yen&lt;br /&gt;12. Tick Huat&lt;br /&gt;13. Yik cai&lt;br /&gt;14. Long jiet&lt;br /&gt;15. Mun Yee (maybe will fetch wei hao)&lt;br /&gt;16. Mao ( most probably)&lt;br /&gt;17. Yen Siang&lt;br /&gt;18. Cheng da&lt;br /&gt;19. Cheng kang&lt;br /&gt;20. Wiven( will be late cause working)&lt;br /&gt;21. Karmen ( will be late cause working)&lt;br /&gt;22. Weng ee&lt;br /&gt;23. Tick Xiang&lt;br /&gt;24.Jian lee&lt;br /&gt;25. Sheng ran&lt;br /&gt;26. Still got..but i forgot already.....&lt;br /&gt;27. Kai&lt;br /&gt;28. Wee Chean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;May-be List - hope they can come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Do not expect them to come cause they are bc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. chea hao( going to singapore)&lt;br /&gt;2. Jia jie( i think back to Ipoh is it?)&lt;br /&gt;3. Yen shan( going to singapore)&lt;br /&gt;4. Lilian and gang ( i for got wat reason already)&lt;br /&gt;5. Christopher( back to singapore already)&lt;br /&gt;6. Mee cui (busy)&lt;br /&gt;7. Wei Hao (still in Tg Malim)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-5764994858856399679?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/5764994858856399679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=5764994858856399679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/5764994858856399679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/5764994858856399679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2007/02/confirmed-list-if-they-dont-turn-up.html' title='Detailed lists'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-2507215580860066852</id><published>2007-02-22T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T00:27:00.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ATTENTION.....MUST READ</title><content type='html'>HELLo everybody,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just want to inform u guys that the gathering+farewell &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;venue&lt;/span&gt; has changed to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HONG PING's HOUSE.&lt;/span&gt; So, we will meet at hong ping's place at 7pm and then go to the MAMAk and have dinner. Afterwards, we will go back to hong ping's house again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u wish to go to joean's house and bai4 nian2, pls do so before 6pm because her parents will not be around after 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, anyone can provide carpool for kai? or anyone wants to visit kai's new house and get ang pau, pls contact kai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone will be there. If tomorrow i free, i will post a confirmed list to let u know who are coming on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya. TATA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-2507215580860066852?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/2507215580860066852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=2507215580860066852' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/2507215580860066852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/2507215580860066852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2007/02/attentionmust-read.html' title='ATTENTION.....MUST READ'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-6834739455860001264</id><published>2007-02-21T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T22:53:54.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell party.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/Rds8aqzfzKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0dHOTxPTubM/s1600-h/farewell.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033683437381209250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/Rds8aqzfzKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0dHOTxPTubM/s400/farewell.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey guys, so below are the details for the farewell party+ gathering&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;venue: joean's house ( you can ask hong ping for direction)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Time: 7pm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Date: 23rd February, Friday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope to see you guys there. If you are free in the afternoon, you can go to kai's new house bai nian first and then only go to joean's house at night. If you wanna come, pls sms us and let us know. THANKS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Regards,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Junejune and joean&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-6834739455860001264?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/6834739455860001264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=6834739455860001264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/6834739455860001264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/6834739455860001264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2007/02/farewell-party.html' title='Farewell party.'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__UKRLDz3b5o/Rds8aqzfzKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0dHOTxPTubM/s72-c/farewell.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-117102663078734790</id><published>2007-02-09T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T21:10:30.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1836/1960/1600/849667/gathering.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 385px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 374px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="350" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1836/1960/400/683793/gathering.jpg" width="472" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are preparing the "Gathering of Year 2007", please give some comments or advises here. Thank you for good suggestion !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-117102663078734790?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/117102663078734790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=117102663078734790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/117102663078734790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/117102663078734790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2007/02/we-are-preparing-gathering-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-116636177590242954</id><published>2006-12-17T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T21:22:56.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^.^</title><content type='html'>I went for fencing on friday...n its damn chi gek...my heart beat was really fas...dunno why..but i juz dun dare to 'kill' my opponent...its like soo pain...of course its nt pain at all lah...i hav never done fencing b4 so obvoiusly i am totally unfamiliar wif everythg. and afta teaching me the basics, we started to battle. THey moved out some machines full of wires n I was like....dun worry, I wil b juz looking at them practising...mana tau after the first match, the teacher say: let pinky try n c....walau....i was totally shocked..the wires r all around to indicate whther u r 'killed'....ok, it sounds cacat coz i dunno wat r the correct terms...sorreee ya...anyway, i won!!!! haha...actually my fren rang4 wo3 la...took pic of me fencing...very yeng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went skating tis morning...n it has proven sumthg...skating is juz nt my sport. had fun though..in sunway,u can c more ppl holding the bar than ppl who really skate..but here is like evryone knows how to skate..n i was struggling my way on the ring n u can see old ppl juz passing by so easily....damn zd***so u can imagine me walking like an old man n a 65 year old man walking faster than me...haih...n its expensive to skate...no la shd say everythg is expensive here...so dun complain about thgs in msia that r expensive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had sushi for dinner today....the real japanese sushi...OISHII!!!!! n they hav horse meat...n its RAW!!! eww... my host dad says it's delicious wor...of course i din even dare to try la...actually gt a lot of stories on food...but cant express by writing it out..muz include facial expression...muz let baby b jealous..haha..voon sien wil understand wat i'm trying to say..he gt experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so nice being bck in high school...makes me think of the days we had 2gether...the noise n the playfulness..btw, do any of u guys kno the price of electronic stuffs in msia? thinking of buying coz its cheap here..PSP is no longer popular here its nintendo DS that is popular..i had no idea wat is DS until i came here..k la...tmr gt school..gaotta go n sleep early..MERRY CHRISTMAS everyone!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-116636177590242954?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/116636177590242954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=116636177590242954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/116636177590242954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/116636177590242954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='^.^'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-116610231714649402</id><published>2006-12-14T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T21:18:37.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my activities*****</title><content type='html'>till now i hav joined 3 types of club. flower arrangement, tea ceremony n kendo...hehe...gt the impression of su2 nuu3 or not?kaka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flower arrangement ar...erm...at first i tot hav to kneel n should be veli formal one...but its not like tat...u can sit however u like n start arrangeing the flowers...its actually a type of Jap culture so its not juz putting the flowers in the vase...there is no vase, juz somethg for u to make the flower stand...so i was looking at the flowers and the rest had started to arrange...i was told to arrange as i like n afta tat teacher like make it beautifyul.....so ppl so 'creative n 'artistic' like me started to fa1 hui1 my 'skills'....i arrange till the flower is ruo4 ying3 ruo4 xian4...manatau the teacher come to my place tat time,she also dunno wat to say...haha...coz the flower suppose to face inwards to whoever is looking at it...zd***but the activity veli fun...a different experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime i go to my locker makes me think of liu xing hua yuan...u kno the red card tat appears in the locker...haha...oh ya...my class got 5 guys....not bad liao la...coz the whole school gt oni 77 guys out of 820 ppl...n gt one looks like wa1 zong3 yang2 jie4...dunno whether u guys kno...but anyway, he 's cute!!!i wana join baseball club...many leng chai there...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the tea ceremony,oh gosh....we have to kneel so long till my leg no zhi1 jue2 liao...its like the dentist giving u an injection b4 pulling ur tooth out...wah sei...totally cant feel my legs...seriously very very pain....n worst part is at the end of the ceremony,we have to stand up with the strenth of our legs n cant put ur hands on the floor for some balance....OMG!!!! it hurts!! But it was sumthg i would never be able to do again...coz u dun get such opportunities in M'siaa....I juz love it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went for kendo...its jian4 dao4...the sport tat appeared in jiu3 dian4 feng1 yun2 in astro....juz in case u guys kno bout it...its not easy as it looks...when i look at the others doing...its not as difficult...mana tau its quite tiring....luckily i play tennis the arms still can tahan...the teachers r gd in the sense tat they dun juz simply explain a little to me coz i am oni thre for one lesson to try out...they wana let u kno as much as possible...so today i really learn lots of skills about kendo...very tiring...mayb can jian3 fei2 a little...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully u huys enjoy reading these...there r lot of thg goin on everyday i juz cant write out in detail...wil share wif u guys when i am back...gambate neh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-116601596777858251</id><published>2006-12-13T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T21:19:29.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School is fun!!</title><content type='html'>my first day of school is juz full of excitement n uncertainty n so many unexpected stuffs...actually is everyday also gt so many surprises and shocks for me...i had to make an intro of myself in frnt of the hm, teachers n the whole school...they hav assembly n i hav to introduce myslef in front of 800 students on the big stage like guang qian tang....aih...in class the lisan i already scared like mad...dun say in the hall...n i wore a pair of black jeans to school n it looks weird...anyway, i manage to get a skirt n now i waere the full set to school...yay! it is juz so beautiful...a long sleeve shirt n a jacket n plaited skirt....blue in colour...n with a ribbon around my neck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had PE class...n the gurls juz change in the class with the door n window open...I so paiseh...its their norm...guys, u juz missed it...n btw every cls they hav 10 min break...its for u to do wateva u wan...but u r not suppose to drink or go to the toilet during classes...nobody told me tat so during my acc cls, i drank some tea...luckily the teacher din c...but my clsmate saw...she had a shock on her face! everyday we bring obento(lunch box) to schol...n my first obento is rice with 4 different  dishes with strawberry for dessert...walau...i go bck malaysia sure fat again...they r so many diff culture here n i juz enjoy them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually b4 we came to Japan, we were told tat the Jap might not talk to us in the begining coz they r shy n they dun dare to speak Eng...mana tau,the minute I step into the class,there were shouts n scraems....It kinda shocked me for a while...n they were like 'kawaii!'...n when the teacher introduce my name as pinky, they shouted again....they r really nice n sampat ppl...wchich is gd coz I would hav more fun....the gurls in my cls r really pretty..they r those typical cute Japanese school gurl u watch on TV...I juz love the school!!!!And the school damn canggih, got pool n gym n 5 tennis court,badminton courts,baseball court,we hav our own locker each, n there is archery court etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my computer class, I played pinball...oh ya,during history cls, the teacher was teaching bout 'nan JIng da tu sha'...n he suddenly ask me whether I got learn b4 n how do u say it in Eng...I was like...er.....'I dun learn in Eng'....n by the end of the cls,half of the class was asleep...sounds familiar right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best ya guys ur UEC...Hav to go n sleep now....cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-116601596777858251?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/116601596777858251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=116601596777858251' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/116601596777858251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/116601596777858251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/12/school-is-fun.html' title='School is fun!!'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-116566904306514572</id><published>2006-12-09T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T20:57:23.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys..since it is getting kinda cold in here..It's time for me to contribute a little...I'm in Nagoya,Japan now....and it's 9.52pm....the worst part is my whole host family is asleep....at least they let me sleep whenever I like....Erm..I get a room and this computer I am using all to myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...probably I shd start from the beginning...I reached Japan yesterday morning and there are some Aussies and Philipino...and we all bathe 2gether...I mean the girls^.^...It's knda paiseh at first...butsince there is only half hour to use the bathing place, no choice lo....so..afta a whole day of oreintation,we met our host family this morning...My family was really nice...they printed a banner to welcome me,and I'm the only one who had this...yay!!!After lunch,okaasan brought me to see my teacher to inform me about the school stuffs...ahe brought me the uniform and I tried and......and......and....the skirt din fit!!??dun laugh(especially baby and wc)&lt;br /&gt;its not funny...now still figuring out waht to waer on monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,weather is pretty nice here...not very cold otherwise I would be frozen coz of all things I left my jacket at Malaysia...I dun kno how could it happen but it juz did...I gtg now juz in case they dun like me to stay up at the computer too late...All the best ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ping&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-116566904306514572?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/116566904306514572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=116566904306514572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/116566904306514572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/116566904306514572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/12/japan.html' title='Japan!!!!!'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-116382494366368648</id><published>2006-11-18T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T12:42:23.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i passed my driving test~~</title><content type='html'>whee yesh ppl the kai who always complained about transport problem whenever she wanted to go out with u guys after school, has passed her driving test. though now the whole new problem of when i will b allowed to drive myself is surfacing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the evil tester fooled me that i exceeded my time limit for three-point-turn. TOO MUCH!!! TAI DUO~~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i argued with him for so long until i finally gave up and he said "lulus lar".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la la la -.- i sprained my left foot while playing badminton yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la la la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by kai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-116382494366368648?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/116382494366368648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=116382494366368648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/116382494366368648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/116382494366368648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-passed-my-driving-test.html' title='i passed my driving test~~'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-116378000437408077</id><published>2006-11-18T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:13:24.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of this Blog</title><content type='html'>People, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4s15s1 Blog is turning out to become another failed blog. The latest post is almost a month ago, and the CBOX is totally chilled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If things continue to persist, the blog will have to shut down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also dunno whether got ppl see this or not...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-116378000437408077?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/116378000437408077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=116378000437408077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/116378000437408077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/116378000437408077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/11/end-of-this-blog.html' title='The End of this Blog'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-116141729486506721</id><published>2006-10-21T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T15:54:54.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gathering 1026</title><content type='html'>hey guys....this coming thursday...gathering at my house...sun bian celebrate my bday...anyone who c this...pass d msg on...those who r comin...gif me a sms hao ma...hehe...hope to c u all lar...(erm...dunno got ppl kan dao this post anot leh...hehe...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huat 15:44 21.10.06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;date:26/10/88+18&lt;br /&gt;venue: fish aquarium&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-116141729486506721?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/116141729486506721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=116141729486506721' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/116141729486506721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/116141729486506721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/10/gathering-1026.html' title='Gathering 1026'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-115751639704691354</id><published>2006-09-06T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T11:33:42.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i've recently started an account on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;deviantART&lt;/a&gt;, those who visit kar's blog would have seen beautiful pictures from the site... just hope you guys would visit &lt;a href="http://www.k4i.deviantart.com"&gt;my page&lt;/a&gt; when you're free/bored/sth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's still quite pathetically new and unpopular, my page i mean, but do offer some support and comments =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nothing very W-O-W-ing... just some photographs i took and would like to share... in case some (eg. voonsien, haha) wonder why on earth i posted those "cheh-like-that-only-mah" photos, yes, i took them ok =.= (ah sien i really let u zadao), how "cheh" also give xia face la~~ thank u~~ hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;posted by kai~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-115751639704691354?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/115751639704691354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=115751639704691354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/115751639704691354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/115751639704691354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/09/hehe.html' title='hehe'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-115644421285766155</id><published>2006-08-25T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T02:30:12.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to add on</title><content type='html'>whether you agree or not, or whether it will bring hugh change, or whether it will expose the 'reality' of so-called friendship (I have to insist, for SOME only), just speak your heart out ladies and gentlemen, this is an open-minded society.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-115644421285766155?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/115644421285766155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=115644421285766155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/115644421285766155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/115644421285766155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/08/something-to-add-on.html' title='Something to add on'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-115644371294962637</id><published>2006-08-25T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T02:21:53.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>空虚</title><content type='html'>Has anyone ever felt the Superficially Integrated Friendship (SIF) here among some? I do mean SOME... Ok, maybe i should define what is SIF first. It's a kind of friendship that seems to bring much joy and memorable but in fact it's not as nice as what you think, or what a nice phrase in mandarin, '空虚'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-115644371294962637?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/115644371294962637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=115644371294962637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/115644371294962637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/115644371294962637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title='空虚'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-115442247688263854</id><published>2006-08-01T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T22:34:50.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gathering ' 06</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/1600/yoursign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/400/yoursign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Date :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;5th August 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Time :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;6.00pm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Venue : &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hong Ping's house&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/19740503-115442247688263854?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/115442247688263854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=115442247688263854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/115442247688263854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/115442247688263854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/08/gathering-06.html' title='Gathering &apos; 06'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-115434339811948862</id><published>2006-07-31T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T18:56:38.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Answers</title><content type='html'>So it all has came to pass. Vengeance had been taken, and mournings had been grieved. What lies ahead are the scattered remains of answers. Like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, they all fell into places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, before the accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He borrowed money from the 3 guys, as he promised to buy his younger brother a motorcycle. RM 2500 short, he expected that the 3 person would allow him lower interests and longer repayment time as they were all friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The motorcycle was bought, but the payment wasn't made. The 3 decided to 'teach them the lesson of paying late' by damaging the brakes of their car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undoubtedly, out of all expectations, an accident happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was another person who saw the 3 damage the brakes of the car (To whom I'll mention as A). A tried to stop the 3 from doing so, but he was told to 'stay out of the way'. He tried to call the brothers, to tell them to drive slowly(they had a habit of speeding) many times but to no avail-they had only one mobile phone and it was switched off at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the accident, A wanted the 3 to admit what they did to the others. They refused. On the night of 24th July, the 3 broke into A's house(not really a house, but a rented small building, badly conditioned) and forced sleeping pills down his throat. A struggled and woke his sister, the 3 decided to silence her as well. As inhumanely as they could, they did the same to her. Then rearranged the furniture and placed their limp bodies as if they were sleeping peacefully. Two more dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the rest of the story happened as it was told before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this, Rm2500, for RM2500 friendship can be forgotten, lives can be taken. For Rm 2500 4 person had to die. In which the most innocent was A's sister. She was just 14 years, and both of them lived together after A's mother died 3 years ago. A was 18 this year and working as a mechanic and VCD seller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rm 2500, just 2 more days and he could have payed them, and all these wouldn't have happened. Money, the root of all evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been the third time since I cried over their deaths, and I think it will be a long time before this will be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-115434339811948862?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/115434339811948862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=115434339811948862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/115434339811948862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/115434339811948862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/07/answers.html' title='The Answers'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-115363427850412244</id><published>2006-07-23T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T13:57:58.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The forgotten’s, the exile, the castaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Again and again, once and once more…. I was as usual, being forgotten and being left out. The so-called “secret”, which I was just acknowledged about it, was something everyone would be remembered and would be informed about it, EXCEPT for “ME”! Remember, guys, it’s “ME!” Despite some others who are considered the outsiders, ya, I am someone, who is so-called member of the clan, and also so-called the exile of the clan. However, has anyone tried to concern about this matter which seems small and minor when it happens on me?! On the contrary, people would CERTAINLY start to concern about this matter when it happens on the “SOMEBODY”, who sees such matter as something big, extravagant, and unforgivable. Frankly, some unknown and unseen incidents have created an anonymous barrier between us. I have been tolerating you guys all the while, and I have remained silence for ages. Hadn’t I had enough of it? You guys will only look at the negative sides without looking back what I have done and contributed to everyone so far. Everyone is so self-centered and forever think that their “PHILOSOPHY of XXX” is right. Whoever violates the philosophy will be considered as a weirdo, barbarian, or even betrayer. Sigh…. Something contradicting and absurd, right? But let me tell you, buddies! That’s human beings, the cleverest and most developed living creatures in the biosphere. Well, here is one of the scandals of human beings, which I used to see and would like to bring it forward to everyone. Human beings, especially those who are idiotic, and lack of rationale, are always being deceived and fooled by the so-called “BEAUTY” which only looks “APPEALING and CAPTIVATING” (something which I strongly disagree with) in the appearance. In fact, they are blind and so fail to see the truth which is hidden smartly deep down in the heart, soul and mind of each other. Hahahaha….. A gang of silly followers who have been charmed by the wicked witch, who is so-called beautiful and impeccable but is as vicious as a viper. Well, the witch is actually enjoying, but at the same time suffering, from megalomania, like a dictator, without knowing it. I can see the seed of evil and vain has become embedded in her soul, and it is growing rapidly, day by day. Once the seed has rooted firmly in her soul and reached maturity, at that time, the arrogance and vainglory in her will become powerful and uncontrollable, like a flame, devouring everyone and everything. Then, the flame will soon become intense and the witch will be destroyed by the blaze, which she has ignited. Hahahaha. Sounds dramatic, right? But, mark my word. These predictions will come true one day. Perhaps those who are reading this blog will think that I am psychopathic. Well, again. That’s human! Sometimes, a person will reach its maximum point and will be as explosive as a nuclear bomb. Nevertheless, has anyone thought of the reasons behind it and also the prolonged misery that one has been enduring without complaint, protest and roar of anger? Hahaha. Am I mature enough? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;A silent moaner&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-115363427850412244?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/115363427850412244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=115363427850412244' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/115363427850412244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/115363427850412244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/07/forgottens-exile-castaway.html' title='The forgotten’s, the exile, the castaway'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-115304337947524580</id><published>2006-07-16T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T17:49:39.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Since Gone</title><content type='html'>Stepping in this blog, anyone can feel the chillness of it. Like walking into a house long since abandoned, the stench of rotten meat and decaying wood... FRESH MEAT! Shit, sorry, the Surgeon happened to pass by. Dmn him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are those people who used to have a lot of gossips to gossip about? Guess they are all busy with work and life and bfs and gfs. Any presence of humanity had long since gone here, except the chatbox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-115304337947524580?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/115304337947524580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=115304337947524580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/115304337947524580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/115304337947524580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/07/long-since-gone.html' title='Long Since Gone'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-115227522061046975</id><published>2006-07-07T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T20:27:00.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The underlying Chong Hwa Culture</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This entry is written out of a deep feeling after spending six months  in Taylor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/1600/t_coolstuff2.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/200/t_coolstuff2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What's about underlying Chong Hwa Culture? Actually for the past six months, "surviving" in Taylor is not a cinch anyway. I wonder how the Helpers are doing out there, but non-ChongHwa-Taylorians have their own way of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the beginning stage, I regard it as normal since it's just a beginning. New environment afterall. But sooner or later, as time goes on, I do realize that those non-Chong-Hwa they are really different. They maybe looks mature physically but innerly they are not. They can dressed up as pretty or handsome as any other stars but what comes out from their mind are things quite childish, or shallow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for ChongHwa'ians, we are practical. Perhaps it's a principle which the school has been sticking to all these while, be practical...dun do useless things. So we are trained not to waste our time, not to play so much, but the time you get into this Taylor-like college, you are facing a totally different world. A brand new world. They are materialistic, they are rich ( absolutely for some of them), selfish, realistic, playful, slacker, you name it.. .(except minority minority group, or those medicine class) What are some gals do? They compete on the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;limited edition of Roxy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, mind my words, not limited edition from M'sia, but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aus, UK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..etc. Boys?....How good they can play in foosball, pool...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Billabong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nike latest model&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. If you look back, Chong Hwa-ians are still sticking to a plain and "tasteless" life. They are in casual wear most of the time...See the difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, somemore most of the guys I guess, no manners, rude, impolite, not considerate...worse still, discriminatory. I am not telling a case happened in my class, but this is a shared conversation between some Chong Hwa-ians in Taylor. Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~End of topic~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/1600/threepumpkins.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/200/threepumpkins.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-115227522061046975?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/115227522061046975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=115227522061046975' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/115227522061046975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/115227522061046975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/07/underlying-chong-hwa-culture.html' title='The underlying Chong Hwa Culture'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-115116635408224903</id><published>2006-06-25T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T21:20:49.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day</title><content type='html'>I don't know if I should post this stuff here, coz its quite personal, but I cannot post this in my own blog, coz some unwanted guest might see this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, so, might as well as write it here, should anyone think this is crap or something useless, delete it then, but I hope this will make you apprecaite your father more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, Father's Day. I'm sure most people know what has happened to my family, for those who know not, short story is: my father left me and my mum 10 years ago for another woman, nuff' said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He left us, when I was 8, my mum was heartbroken(later found out that she had even considered suiciding with me). At that period of my life, I was sad, a young boy's heart crushed to pieces. I cried, mum cried, life was sorrowful, but we slowly picked up life until I was 12, that was when I entered the period of Hatred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then, I had changed my thoughts from wishing he would come back to wishing he had DIED. I imagined reading the news and seeing his name printed on the front page. KILLED, MURDERED, FREAK ACCIDENT, any death that is violent would be imprinted on my father. Ironically, I wanted to murder my father, and that will be one hell of a sin, to be damned to Avici(18th level of Hell in Buddhist).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he left, and I never saw him until this year. During the yuan you hui, I received a sponsor of bottled water from an unknown agent. So, when I went to take the cartons of water with some friends from 6S1, who was the agent? You guessed it, it was the man I wanted to KILL all these years, my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the stock without glancing at him, but later on Yen Siang commented on how much did I resemble that man, and I knew I couldn't deny to them that he was indeed my father. He wanted to be a part of my life again, to come back into my life once more, and I wasn't about to accept him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For these months I often wondered how could a person be so irresponsible, to start a family then destroy it single-handedly. I couldn't say anything to him everytime he called, and mum would scream at him, and after that I will scream at both of them, family life was hell compared to school. Sometimes hearing you guys talk about your father coming to pick you up or whatever will you all do with your fathers make me jealous, and there were many times that I would go home and play DotA alone nonstop just to clear my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, that day, at Mutiara, I saw a little kid pleading his father to eat at Pizza's Hut. His father lovingly cradled him, and later receded to his pleas and took him in. This made my jealousy burn within, I never tasted a father's love before, and since I came to Chong Hwa many people gave me the bloody look:"Look at that guy, his father was a useless man, and so is he a useless person, too" . All these years I had to depend on my mum alone, and I had to take the bus home whereas other people could have their fathers pick them up after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was angry, I hated him, and I vowed never to be like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, as I tried to work myself into a rage, I suddenly saw the light. He didn't have to be a responsible person, he didnt have to wait for me everyday after school, he didnt have to buy anything for me, he didnt have to tend to all my needs, he gave me one thing that other fathers could never have given, he gave me INDEPENDENCE, and most of all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was my father, he didnt have to do anything for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having known that instantly, I looked at my handphone, and dialed his number. I suddenly felt that we have a lot to catch up on, before it was too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my friends, appreciate your fathers, please don't complain about them being too strict or demanding. I never had the chance for those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ardelus Nightmare-Bearer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-115116635408224903?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/115116635408224903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=115116635408224903' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/115116635408224903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/115116635408224903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-115017741035134993</id><published>2006-06-13T04:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T13:55:33.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm here PROUDLY PRESENT</title><content type='html'>APEOPLE, sth HAS happened , n it reali DOES happen, it's HAPPENING, juz around U N ME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE, pls calm down n listen....i mean LOOK larrr......if u'r eating infront of the monitor, stop eating pls; or if u'r drinking, pls stop NOW....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, hahaha, not tat serious actuali, juz EXPECTED but the EXPECTED came a bit late only larrrrrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess wat, our DEAR SWEET STRAWBERRY MARISSA ......&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;pak toh oredi&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; can't c !? okok, once again, our DEAR SWEET STRAWBERRY MARISSA .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;pak toh oredi&lt;/span&gt;.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;stil cant c?!?!?!?! okok,......i said.......i mean i TYPED........ our DEAR SWEET STRAWBERRY MARISSA ........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PAK TOH oredi !!!! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;get it get it? wat's HIS name? go ask marissa lar if u wan to know, so 88888888888888888888888. aihzzzzzz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklarr, a bit lame, leave lo, bai bai~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to MARISSA : wish u SWEET foreva, keke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MAO-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-115017741035134993?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/115017741035134993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=115017741035134993' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/115017741035134993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/115017741035134993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-here-proudly-present.html' title='i&apos;m here PROUDLY PRESENT'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114900627614500661</id><published>2006-05-31T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T00:24:36.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Screen Award of 6S1</title><content type='html'>The season of Golden Awards has come again, and I hereby announce the few movies that were nominated for the standing of the GOLDEN SCREEN AWARD 6S1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Da Loongjiet Code&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best actor: Lee Loong Jiet (Robert Langdon)&lt;br /&gt;Best actress: Neow Hwei Yen (Sophie Neveu)&lt;br /&gt;Best supporting actor1: Foo Jong Wei (Bezu Fache) aggressive...&lt;br /&gt;Best supporting actor2: Aaron Cheah (Silas) 'big white sadistic polar bear'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Brokeback Classroom&lt;br /&gt;Best actor(actress):  Lee Loong Jiet and Er Hong Ping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ladder 48&lt;br /&gt;Best actor: Leong Yen Siang (Helmet Commander)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. War of the Worlds&lt;br /&gt;Best animation: Tan Sheau Maan for the UFO animations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. D-Men&lt;br /&gt;Best sound effect: Foo Jong Wei "DUUUUUUdudududududududu..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Physics Gump&lt;br /&gt;Best actor: Zhang Kun Shui (Mechanics teacher) and&lt;br /&gt;Best line in movie: "Shi4 bu4 shi4 arrrrr..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please VOTE for the MOVIE of your choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results show 10th June 2006!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narrator: Ardy Quek&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114900627614500661?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114900627614500661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114900627614500661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114900627614500661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114900627614500661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/05/golden-screen-award-of-6s1.html' title='Golden Screen Award of 6S1'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114834979158789329</id><published>2006-05-23T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T10:03:11.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:my new life at perak:.</title><content type='html'>all my dear frens,how r u guys??miss u all so much la~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 2nd week to b here..n it's my 2nd day to on9 in my coll..so damn free tis 2 days..wana "fat mou" ady..haha..tis 2 days, jus hv 2 hrs lectures.but the timetable 4 wed is quite full..but i think tis week..work wont b too hard..ppl around me r so damn hardworking..start to study ..while me..books also hvnt buy..haha..eday very "duo luo"..go in the comp lab to on9..though i'm in the libraby now..i also dun go to take any books n read..life at here r not so "suang" w/o u guys..every ppl comes from diff places..n our thought r totally diff..actually it's quite hard to join them cos we dun even hv a same topic to chat..but i'm trying hard to get along wif them..in another word..they r quite "sua gu" or mayb childish..cant get used of it..anyway..i still can cope wif my daily life..i'm so glad tat i brought 3 magazines here..or else..i'll bored till die..with my hp's radio on n reading the magazine or sometimes sms wif u guys,my time can pass very easily..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;some of u r having exam rite now..then i wish u all gd luck n all the best..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ch-rians r goin to hv their badminton match tis 2 days..semifinal le..so geng..hehe..so i also wish u all gd luck n get into the final..n get the 1st..both boys n gals..gambateh loe..u all r hving xtra cls 4 physics tis sat,rite???if i got time..i'll go n visit u all..so kesian..ady holiday..still hv to go back to attend cls..hehe..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;others tat i din mention above..take care n b happy all the time ya..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;-xhui-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114834979158789329?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114834979158789329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114834979158789329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114834979158789329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114834979158789329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-new-life-at-perak.html' title='.:my new life at perak:.'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114805407353104237</id><published>2006-05-19T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T23:54:33.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a thought</title><content type='html'>The time is 11.34 pm now, my mother is long since asleep. Hell knows when would I fall asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, its been just a few months, and it's all back again. My bloody problems never seem to cease. The pain, the same sharp twisting pain returns again. Not in front, but behind, a worse torture. Every attack seem to break my back, arching it behind. The first attack came on last Saturday, unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has these got to do with me? I wonder. Penitance for my sins? I think I've paid them all thoroughly. What is this all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit it hurts so bad now, it did all the time. God, if you are there, hear my cries, you've got the wrong person, I am INNOCENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long since I last slept? From 10 to 11.30 last night, then awaken till now. Averagely 1 to 2 hours of sleep per day, plus an ocean of pain in between. It is so exhausting. I see things through a red film now, temporary eye damage I think, everything is red and blurry, but I just cant keep those eyes shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one to talk about personal pains, but some part of my mind, I naively hope that by typing this out, and seeing it in black and white, at least I can see my enemy physically, and that thought somehow comforts me a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should anyone be interested, dont pray for my health, pray for my death, and release me from this body, I cannot take this any longer. Sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel another spasm coming on again, best last typethis paragrph bfore i evrythingg geeetsss delEdted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARdelusNightmarebearearaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114805407353104237?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114805407353104237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114805407353104237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114805407353104237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114805407353104237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-thought_19.html' title='Just a thought'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114743348955739374</id><published>2006-05-12T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T19:31:29.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helmets!!!</title><content type='html'>yen siang:"pakailah helmat semasa menunggang motosikal demi keselamatan anda, kecuali saya! kerana saya ada helmet semulajadi -- botak head! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ardy :" don't yiwei gel hair jiu very yeng, to be yeng, must gel a bomba helmet hair, just like mine!! come on, just gel it!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114743348955739374?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114743348955739374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114743348955739374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114743348955739374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114743348955739374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/05/helmets.html' title='Helmets!!!'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114690793431466788</id><published>2006-05-06T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T17:32:14.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird No More</title><content type='html'>Yeah, so every gathering has its time of divergence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so after the matriculation 2 person are leaving(had left). One of them being the lovely(cough) Xian Hui and the Birdman Chin Yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So goodbye to Xian Hui, we'll miss you a lot. And for the bird, well, we see you everyday. Whether in Blueserver (Bluebird in Blueserver, understand?) or in the sky, on telephone wires, or on the dinner table.( that's chicken or duck, but chickens and ducks are still considered birds.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, not funny, I admit. Then don't laugh la ban3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sun always rises in the East, and sets in the West, and everytime you see a setting sun, remember the rien sun of the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(O maybe I'm trying to talk philosophy but can't manage to do so. Then again, philosophy are nonsense, aren't they?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the recent updates of the class:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Liew Chuin Ching 99.5 for Calculus, someday we should really consider sacrificing him to the God of Maths. Not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't think there's anything worth to update anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ardelus Nightmare-Bearer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114690793431466788?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114690793431466788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114690793431466788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114690793431466788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114690793431466788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/05/bird-no-more.html' title='Bird No More'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114631970829324868</id><published>2006-04-29T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T22:08:28.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Defense of the Ancients Part I- The Call of Battle</title><content type='html'>29th April, unable to connect to beloved game server. In boredom and frustration wrote this for all players of DotA, to shu1 fa1 xin1 zhong1 bei1 fen4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it came once more. Malfurion knew it by the sick colour of the sky, the unsettling wind and the trees that whispered uneasiness among themselves. He could sense it, a coppery taste even from where he stood deep in the heart of the forest. The river carries the message once more through its dreary flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Data:&lt;br /&gt;Malfurion (Prophet):- A beyond representative of the Night Elves. Malfurion is a legend for the night elves, able to call upon the forces of Nature and see future happenings through the Emerald Dream. Malfurion is the most known figure among the Night Elves.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            The World Tree still stood tall, towering above the forest canopy like a brown tower. The Tree is the source of life for his people, the Night Elves. Although they had given up their immortality to the Tree to resist the siege of Archimonde almost 200 years ago, the Night Elves continue to rely on the Tree as their spiritual belief. In fact, the roots of the Tree had grown so deep over the countless years it lived, clutching the earth while standing tall against the First War 10,000 years ago, the Orc War 4,000 years ago, and the terrible might of Archimonde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Malfurion stared at the Tree in awe as he did almost every time. Just like his Shan’do Cenarius taught him so long ago, “The strongest power in this world is the strength of the World Tree’s roots, it binds every life, animals, elves, humans, even the orcs and their kins.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            So Cenarius was right. Now, humans, elves and orcs had formed an unbreakable pact ever since the coming of the Scourge. The Scourge had rested their unholy advanced ever since the Death Knight Arthas smote the Lich King with Frostmourne and both of them became the new Lich King. For all these years, life had been peaceful, with the Scourge locked away in the freezing Northrend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Yet, recently strange sightings were reported. The Lunar Plains right beneath Mount Hyjal, where The World Tree stands, experienced a sharp drop in climatic temperature. Snow had began to fall on the Lunar Plains, rotting the ground into dark, icy blight. The trees shifted their leaves from green to black, as if corrupted by some unknown evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Malfurion closed his eyes and focused. Cenarius had taught him to do so long ago. Slowly, he entered the Emerald Dream, the place where one could know everything should he know how to navigate through the dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            “Mother Earth, guide me through the dream and show me the cause of the snowfall.” Malfurion muttered inwardly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Slowly he drifted through the dream. Below him he saw Northrend in full view. The icy mountains and frozen ground breathed an air of freezing decay. And then he came closer, and he saw the Scourge, horrible, twisted bodies laboring about, as if preparing for a battle. From the ground emerged many of the corrupted Nerubian Spiders, and countless bat-like Gargoyles swarmed about in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Malfurion’s mind was frozen for a moment when he saw what they were doing. Heavy chains were attached to the Frozen Throne, and a great platform with wheels was made. It was obvious that the Scourge was about to pluck their beloved block of massive ice off the ground and send it somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;            Malfurion risked himself closer. He could hear the orders given by the Lich King vaguely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            “… Lunar… time for us… victory… Death to the Sentinels!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            And the frozen head of the Lich King turned towards Malfurion suddenly. Two red beams of light shot straight at him and caught him by the chest. Malfurion felt great pain, as if two burning rods were being pushed into his body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            “Malfurion Stormrage! Coming to join your brother Illidan? You will not be so lucky this time, night elf, I shall rip your soul right now!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Malfurion screamed. The pain only intensified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Suddenly, he broke away from the Emerald Dream and he was sitting in the forest once more. He felt drained. Illidan, if only you could be here, he thought nostalgically. Illidan was his twin brother, slain by Arthas during the War of the Throne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            He lay down as was soon fast asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Before him came huge shadow. It lumbered slowly towards Malfurion, slowly raised its gnarled hands, poised to smite the night elf. Then gently lowered them over Malfurion, covering him with a healing blanket of leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Rooftrellen raised his wisdom and age-lined wooden face. He could understand the elf. The call of battle is not far from then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Data:&lt;br /&gt;Rooftrellen (Treant Protector):- Wisest of the treants, Rooftrellen keeps watch over his kin. Having lived through the major battles, Rooftrellen will swear to see the Frozen Throne crushed beneath his strong wooden hands.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            In a strange, wooden voice he spoke a strange language to the surrounding trees. They whispered louder to themselves, then finally stood silent. Rooftrellen sighed long. The message had been delivered to the humans and orcs, but would they come to their aid once again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Far away in Northrend, the Scourge had begun their unholy march under the silvery moonlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            The Lich King, eyes burning with vengeance, waited in eagerness to spread his blight once more upon the green Lunar Plains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Part I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright of Ardy Quek&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114631970829324868?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114631970829324868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114631970829324868' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114631970829324868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114631970829324868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/04/defense-of-ancients-part-i-call-of.html' title='Defense of the Ancients Part I- The Call of Battle'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114624037958577242</id><published>2006-04-29T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T00:06:19.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEI</title><content type='html'>who are you 2 ar!!&lt;br /&gt;me just came here then saw 2 guys mou chong me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如假包换 geh wengee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114624037958577242?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114624037958577242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114624037958577242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114624037958577242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114624037958577242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/04/wei.html' title='WEI'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114623257698826345</id><published>2006-04-28T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T21:56:17.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=.=</title><content type='html'>冤枉啊&lt;br /&gt;        啊冤枉！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;real wengee n real first post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114623257698826345?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114623257698826345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114623257698826345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114623257698826345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114623257698826345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_28.html' title='=.='/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114613144879401351</id><published>2006-04-27T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T17:53:20.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AGAIN, 18th street....</title><content type='html'>today is our holiday, tmr will b our holiday , yesterday was our holiday, too.... all ch-rians, who have no any holiday, dai sei... have to struggle on ur mid yr exam, oso dai sei... coz it's our holiday, so v r at 18th street, really dai sei... but this time no cheese baked chicken wings....T.T &lt;br /&gt;wc baby xhui meiping n me r here..... hehe.. gambatehoaislimau la u alll....bye bye... 1st time post sth here, veli excited~~!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wengee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114613144879401351?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114613144879401351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114613144879401351' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114613144879401351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114613144879401351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/04/again-18th-street.html' title='AGAIN, 18th street....'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114443121930278178</id><published>2006-04-08T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T01:33:39.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YERING IS BCK??</title><content type='html'>is yering bck? yering is bck? izit? izit? izit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to pikhui &amp; yensuan~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomoro gatherin at chonghwa izit? i can't make it leh ppl...hav some project to do at classmate's hse... was looking at class cd n i miss y'all like SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNOUNCEMENT: Taylor's A Levels students having two-week holidays... anything wanna go out to wet or what call us o... but hor damn lots of work practically won't hav much leisure time also actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just miss the old times... all the best every1 out there at corners around the world. (haha. as if we really spread til so far liao.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suo/man/cute kai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114443121930278178?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114443121930278178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114443121930278178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114443121930278178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114443121930278178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/04/yering-is-bck.html' title='YERING IS BCK??'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114396645092004708</id><published>2006-04-02T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T16:27:30.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fool+ Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The following is 3 exceptional pranks played: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a) target: Yik cai Prankster: Tzeh Huaeh, Hong Pin Prank: Love letter written by a form 1 girl, calling him 'yik cai gor gor~' Success rate: 60% &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;b) target: Head Prefect Sin Prankster: Hong Pin Prank: Love letter by a classmate, with addition of SPICY stuff, contributed by Baldiano Lee long jiet. Success rate: Unknown &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;c) target: BIRDMAN Lam Chin yan Prankster: Almost all boys+girls Prank: NICE LOVE LETTER, 18SX stuff inside. And after he got the letter, he shows off(his character), and all of us did great acting. "Wow, Who was that girl???" Then we ra out of class to laugh... hard. Success rate: 100%, can keep him showing it off for a week. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And some recent updates: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Baldiano Lee grows HAIR finally and participates in poetry recital &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Hong Pin=Pi2 Pa2 Girl in 'Pi Pa Xing' Drama &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Birdman Lam takes Lilian as small wife. (In drama) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Bibleman Foo courted by girl! Name unknown, but we call her 'Cindy' or 'msngirl' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Poor Zhi Yuan still longs for somebody... He'll bloody murder me if I tell, so you all have to guess who is the lucky girl. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Nothing more, just put 6 for fun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Updates commenced to changes. Have fun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seek peace in time of chaos. Vestrai mieni. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ardelus Nightmare-Bearer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114396645092004708?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114396645092004708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114396645092004708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114396645092004708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114396645092004708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/04/april-fool-update.html' title='April Fool+ Update'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114379226161593743</id><published>2006-03-31T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T16:04:21.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18th street again..........</title><content type='html'>here v are..... eating cheese baked chicken again...though got bird flu now... me, my DARLING meiping, huairen wc, leng lui yuan loo frm HELP...since my darling misses de cheese baked chicken very much, so v cum back here again... RM6++ flew away~~~&lt;br /&gt;wc admires a leng lui lately... frm mun choong...hong ping n chea hao plz check it out... em v saw her pics  thru frenster quite leng actually,7&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114379226161593743?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114379226161593743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114379226161593743' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114379226161593743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114379226161593743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/03/18th-street-again.html' title='18th street again..........'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114346595271453452</id><published>2006-03-27T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T21:25:52.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gathering day on 1st MAY every year!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;After a long discussion, we decided to set the day as our annual gathering day? any objection? pls leave your somments !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If not mistaken, we wil have one this May, gotcha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Headline: Double "A" will come!!! guess wat? Double A, not the paper la. for more detail, ask xin min or joean, they know them pretty well...A_ll_n for xin min, Ad_i_n for Joean...! dun miss it. you wil regret!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114346595271453452?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114346595271453452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114346595271453452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114346595271453452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114346595271453452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/03/gathering-day-on-1st-may-every-year.html' title='Gathering day on 1st MAY every year!!!'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114327986341602979</id><published>2006-03-25T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T17:45:06.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18th street</title><content type='html'>Since the web is bcuming more n more popular, so i wan 2 let 18th street de computer bcum popular 2.... now i m here 2 type dis post... meiping is sitting onthe no.5 table there, thinking of whether wan 2 have a cheese baked chicken wings again anot... will bcum fat d wor... but it's reali nice la... veli nice.. yummy!!!!teck huat is trying 2 convince me 2 accompany him.. but i wan 2 rush back 2 watch jiu dian feng yun leh.. so refused liao him lo...&lt;br /&gt;okla... juz fei hua-ing here... 2 ur info, i m in HELP now... dun miz me oh... will go back ch ofte d la... cya....muaks~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114327986341602979?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114327986341602979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114327986341602979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114327986341602979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114327986341602979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/03/18th-street.html' title='18th street'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114269898779503493</id><published>2006-03-19T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T00:23:07.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Life</title><content type='html'>Not trying to make a fuss outta this, but I'm just relating the day of my treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th March, sneaked out of house to the hospital. (Won't reveal the name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although its 11 am when I reached, the hospital looked dim, much like the hospital in Fear the Surgeon, an over-active imagination can really scare oneself dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to go through the diagnosis or stuff, but overall, treatment included electric, electrodes. They stuck those damn things into designated parts until I looked like a pin-cushion, then the doctor told me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You ready? Once we start you MUST not faint, or else we have to do it all over again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was there thinking, faint? How the hell could I faint? This is treatment ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i nodded, and so he flipped the switch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that happened after was undescribable, for about 20 minutes I sat there, fighting the urge to faint, combating with the longest and worst pain I ever felt. I can't see anything except strange and blurry images, I heard a lot of strange sounds and cries, memories of life popped up at random, and I saw a great many of you people's faces, and then it was all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding the bus home, I felt like I was pulled free from the arms of Evil, thrusted back into Life, and now I begin to live once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long for the old hatred and pain, so long for the sorrows, so long for the horrible temper and rude words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God wanted to kill me, he wanted me back in Hell, but he failed. God has no power over humans, we control our fate. hell no, We are FATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember this my friends, Fate is nothing but human's will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky seems much clearer now. (Although the haze is back, that is, speaking metaphorically)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best regards,&lt;br /&gt;Ardelus Nightmare-Bearer, Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114269898779503493?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114269898779503493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114269898779503493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114269898779503493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114269898779503493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-life.html' title='A New Life'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114234773737119479</id><published>2006-03-14T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T22:48:57.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shadow Omen</title><content type='html'>Fear not the shadows,&lt;br /&gt;For they mean a light is shining nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear not the shadows,&lt;br /&gt;For in them inspirations are born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear not the shadows,&lt;br /&gt;For while they dance music is created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear not the shadows,&lt;br /&gt;For in them we see the truth of falses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear not the shadows,&lt;br /&gt;For in them we are hidden from all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear not the shadows,&lt;br /&gt;For they are a new source of knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear not the shadows,&lt;br /&gt;For it means you are not alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114234773737119479?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114234773737119479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114234773737119479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114234773737119479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114234773737119479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/03/shadow-omen.html' title='Shadow Omen'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114231340536294137</id><published>2006-03-14T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T13:16:45.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brokeback mountain</title><content type='html'>due to the requirements from many of our friends and also the support from the multitude.....here is the edited version of the brokeback mountain poster....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/1600/brokebackmountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/320/brokebackmountain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; emh...not a very good poster actually...hope you all won't mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regards...&lt;br /&gt;egg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114231340536294137?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114231340536294137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114231340536294137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114231340536294137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114231340536294137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/03/brokeback-mountain.html' title='brokeback mountain'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114213897407459989</id><published>2006-03-12T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T23:15:12.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the gathering</title><content type='html'>11/3, a gathering was held at li lian's house...&lt;br /&gt;a very nice gathering indeed it is... we have a few unexpected friends appeared and also some unexpected occasion....&lt;br /&gt;let's start off with some nice pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/1600/cc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/320/cc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/1600/aa.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/320/aa.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yeah...these 2 pics included everyone who attented the gathering...looks like everyone is having a good time^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just want to point out something special from the first pic in case you didn't notice it.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/320/dd.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;wau....a 180degree chenges ler.....from a ultimate sa2 po2 into a leng lui ler.... can't believe my eyes when i first saw her....i was first attracted by her outfit and when i getting closer to have a look....oh man...it's her....ying han!! no wonder people said every ch student will become more pretty and leng lui after they left the school... and here is one example^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/1600/ee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/320/ee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wow......cool man....we got the main actors of the movie"Brokeback Mountain" here... too bad...they have been banned in the cinema...so can't see them performing the sex scene in the cinema....if you are interested with that scene...you can just call and ask them to perform it in front of you...they'll like to do it....&lt;/p&gt;wait a minute!!! oh my god!!! what the hell????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/1600/ii.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/320/ii.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brokeback Mountain &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;??? emh...what is it supposed to mean?? 18sx?? copyright by 4s15s1?? X-rated version?? Starring by...big bird... eggshell.... WAIT A MINUTE!!!!!!!! did i just mention eggshell??? the guy that won the best nickname award and also the most gentleman guy award in class?? Since when he become a porn star?? oh my god!!! what happened to him?? what make him such a big changes in just one year?? indeed very weird....have to ask him face to face next time....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okok...enough of this stupid stuff....let's get back to business.....&lt;br /&gt;wow...what's that??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/1600/ff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/320/ff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;an ass acting like a lion?? what's wrong with that dump ass??&lt;br /&gt;just want to say our mr. big bird(jian lee) has recently been slimming down but he still reject to take his &lt;del&gt;furcut&lt;/del&gt; haircut till now...and it makes him looks like a skinny lion... any good friend of him...please advice him to go take his haircut ...cause it's very very very &lt;del&gt;disgusting&lt;/del&gt; ugly....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oops...think i astray from the main news again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok...emh......think i haven't mention the house owner till now....so, let's go take a look on our dear friend-li lian now.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/1600/gg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/320/gg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oh my.... what happened to this young lady?? so haggard looking...so pale... so sad.....&lt;br /&gt;emh...think i'll go interview her about it next time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh...ok...here's a better looking of her.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/1600/jj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/320/jj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yeah...we got 2 cuties here... both so charming indeed^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok...let's take a good look on one of our unexpected friend here...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/1600/kk.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/320/kk.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; emh..sorry karmen for cutting you into half in the pic...just want to let everyone focus on christopher here... (ok lar...i admit you'll grab the spotlight if you are in lar)&lt;br /&gt;can you guys notice the changes on him??&lt;br /&gt;he become so slim man!!!!!!! wow...bet he already losses about few kgs after he went to singapore.... even i have to admit he already almost as fit as me already...&lt;br /&gt;wei hao...hwei yen...if you ever think of slimming down like him....go ask for the secrets of slimming from him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here is one of our surprised guess too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/1600/ll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/320/ll.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leong hoo!!!!!!!!!!! yeah...and look at what he is doing!! he is playing piano!!!! wah...what a talented guy....pik hui...you can ask her to play a song for you next time...&lt;br /&gt;leong hoo said he never have any piano lesson before..he just learn from his junior and now he can play a few nice songs ler...(bet that junior must be a female...if not why he will have such big interest to go learn piano ler?? i guess lar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/1600/mm.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/320/mm.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oh my...what is she &lt;del&gt;peeping&lt;/del&gt; looking at?? let me see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/1600/hh.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/320/hh.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .....ok lar..not funny...she's admiring mic's skill in playing piano...though i don't have any pics to prove it here....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;here are some others interesting pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/1600/nn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/320/nn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha...i ask kai to act like girl and give a cute pose...and that is it^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/1600/oo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/320/oo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; emh...how to describe ler...you all describe it yourself lar...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/1600/pp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/320/pp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yeah...the KLEY gang...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;think that's all i got from this time....best wishes to all of you&lt;br /&gt; muaks!! love you guys!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;by the way...no offence to anyone mentioned in this post...if it cause any uncomfortable....please tell me so that i can edit it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;best regards...&lt;br /&gt;coolzzy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114213897407459989?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114213897407459989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114213897407459989' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114213897407459989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114213897407459989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/03/gathering.html' title='the gathering'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114209392477964128</id><published>2006-03-12T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T00:18:44.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christopher is back!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/1600/mep%20048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/400/mep%20048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he is kind of enjoying huh??!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114209392477964128?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114209392477964128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114209392477964128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114209392477964128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114209392477964128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/03/christopher-is-back.html' title='Christopher is back!!!'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114209310370358261</id><published>2006-03-12T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T00:05:03.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 March ~ gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/1600/mep%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/400/mep%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mid valley&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/19740503-114209310370358261?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114209310370358261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114209310370358261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114209310370358261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114209310370358261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/03/11-march-gathering.html' title='11 March ~ gathering'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114208306062902919</id><published>2006-03-11T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T21:17:40.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Were You?</title><content type='html'>Suddenly had a feeling to post this stuff here, made this up specially for my father, hope he never sleeps if he ever sees this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you?&lt;br /&gt;All those years of my childhood&lt;br /&gt;When I first crawled on knees&lt;br /&gt;When I first stood and walked&lt;br /&gt;When I first said my first word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you?&lt;br /&gt;All those years when I was young&lt;br /&gt;When I waited alone after school&lt;br /&gt;When I watched other fathers come&lt;br /&gt;When I watched other kids hold&lt;br /&gt;Onto their fathers' strong hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you?&lt;br /&gt;All those years when I was exiled&lt;br /&gt;When my classmates ate me&lt;br /&gt;When nobody knew if I was alive&lt;br /&gt;When I suffered my own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you?&lt;br /&gt;All the times when I was alone&lt;br /&gt;When I reeked with death&lt;br /&gt;When I fought with pain&lt;br /&gt;When the demon within was breaking loose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I ask once more,&lt;br /&gt;Where were you?&lt;br /&gt;You were never there for me&lt;br /&gt;How jealous did I felt&lt;br /&gt;Unfair that other fathers are responsible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only made me exist&lt;br /&gt;You put me into this Hell world&lt;br /&gt;But now you have no right over my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get away from me&lt;br /&gt;I will never accept you back&lt;br /&gt;You are dead to me&lt;br /&gt;DEAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you?&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am cursing you&lt;br /&gt;I want you to hear this&lt;br /&gt;And get nightmares all your damn life&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to the woman responsible for this&lt;br /&gt;I do not wish to say anything&lt;br /&gt;But bitches will always be bitches,&lt;br /&gt;So too for your daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I curse, I curse, I curse&lt;br /&gt;God damn me if you want to&lt;br /&gt;I have no regrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you again?&lt;br /&gt;You were nowhere?&lt;br /&gt;Not here&lt;br /&gt;there&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begone from me, FATHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SCREAM*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114208306062902919?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114208306062902919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114208306062902919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114208306062902919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114208306062902919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/03/where-were-you.html' title='Where Were You?'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114148301536662061</id><published>2006-03-04T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T22:36:55.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slipped Away</title><content type='html'>Yea..thinking of posting something here long long ago, but just dont have the time..But now, i am ok-free, that's y i am here, posting to our blog sot that this will not be Ardy's second blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard this song lately----slipped away, by Avril Lavigne. ( ok, i am not here to promote Avril).Just that i really miss u guys when i heard this song although this song is not our ban1 ge1 or whatsoever.  I always listened this song when i was form 5, that's why this song make me think of u guys....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slipped Away&lt;br /&gt;by Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na na, na na na, na na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I miss you, miss you so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't forget you, oh it's so sad&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can hear me&lt;br /&gt;I remember it clearly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;The day you slipped away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Was the day I found it won't be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OooohNa na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get around to kiss you Goodbye on the hand&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could see you again&lt;br /&gt;I know that I can't&lt;br /&gt;OoooohI hope you can hear me&lt;br /&gt;cause I remember it clearly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;The day you slipped awayWas the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; I found it won't be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh I had my wake up Won't you wake up I keep asking why&lt;br /&gt;And I can't take it It wasn't fake It happened, you passed by&lt;br /&gt;Now your gone, now your gone There you go, there you go&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere I can't bring you back&lt;br /&gt;Now your gone, now your goneT here you go, there you go,&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere your not coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Na na, na na na, na na I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114148301536662061?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114148301536662061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114148301536662061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114148301536662061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114148301536662061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/03/slipped-away.html' title='Slipped Away'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114096259799921394</id><published>2006-02-26T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T22:03:18.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>九阳真经、九阴真经</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;came across this article in a forum...think it might help some of you guys....so just take a look and learn whatever you think  is useful for you and practice it in your daily life lar^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男追女之九阳真经 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;一、胆大&lt;br /&gt;　　蹬自行车冲红灯看着警察招手你还照去不误，拿部没装胶卷的相机到不准拍照的地方，比如时装专卖店等地猛拍，保安过来你还“据理力争”。这类事你不能多干且可能会有不少麻烦，但绝对可以锻炼胆量。女孩子喜欢胆大的男人。 　　二、心细&lt;br /&gt;　　记得你心中的女孩每天梳什么发式穿什么衣服裙子袜子等等，直至比她自己还清楚她的装备和习惯。胆大而心细的男人，女孩子更喜欢。&lt;br /&gt;三、脸皮厚&lt;br /&gt;　　选择大厅演唱卡拉OK，不怕起哄不怕被人扔蕃茄，全场人都吓跑了你仍津津有味地坚持下去。“脸皮厚”这个字眼不大好听，但它是胆大的基本功之一。 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;四、果断&lt;br /&gt;　　吃大排档十分钟内点齐八菜一汤，星期天去哪里玩两分钟内提出十个方案十秒钟内做出抉择。&lt;br /&gt;五、机智加口才 　&lt;br /&gt;    　把黑的说成白的，假的说成真的，美的说成丑的，并且振振有理理直气壮，以此训练机智；看转播球赛把声音关掉亲自解说，要求绘声绘色而且绝不能比球飞的速度慢，以此训练口才。 　　&lt;br /&gt;六、有见识 　　&lt;br /&gt;         每天熟读报章杂志，务必搞清楚所有名人名牌的来龙去脉。 　　&lt;br /&gt;七、幽默 　　&lt;br /&gt;        喜剧专家把正常的反应相反做出就引人发笑，比如下次别人打你的左脸你就摸右脸，或者向克罗地亚队的比利奇学习。 　　&lt;br /&gt;八、大方 　　&lt;br /&gt;        省自己但不能省别人，平时节俭储备“弹药”，到她面前挥霍有度大方得体。心地善良的女孩买什么都嫌贵，但你硬是买回来给她，她心里很甜蜜。 　　&lt;br /&gt;九、真诚&lt;br /&gt;　　准时准点决不食言，应承的事情一定要负责到底。每天对镜练习“真诚笑容”，使面部肌肉习惯于微笑，变成招牌表情，就算被出卖被拒绝也面不改色。 　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;女追男之九阴真经 　　&lt;br /&gt;一、温柔&lt;br /&gt;　　在办公室讲话除了让该听的那个人听见，在你上下左右斜对面的同事都听不见你的声音，久而久之就学会柔声细语，温柔感就会自然流露了。 　　&lt;br /&gt;二、细心&lt;br /&gt;　　紧记朋友家人同事的各种爱好习性，每天从头到尾仔细观察每个人十遍，以此训练观察入微的本领。 　　&lt;br /&gt;三、有见识&lt;br /&gt;　　90年代的女性除了知道女人要知道的事，也需知道男人们懂的事，比如足球汽车政治股票电脑，Internet等样样常识，不愁没有共同语言。 　　&lt;br /&gt;四、体贴&lt;br /&gt;　　男人为你掏腰包时，你要对自己连说十遍“这钱来之不易”；男人为你卖苦力时，你要对自己连说十遍“这事非常辛苦”。 　　&lt;br /&gt;五、撒娇&lt;br /&gt;　　这是女人的杀手锏，用娇声嗲气博得男人逞英雄。 　　&lt;br /&gt;六、有仪态&lt;br /&gt;　　紧记一个“小”字——说话小声走路小步，动作要小，反应要小，再加一副小鸟依人的小女人媚态。 　　&lt;br /&gt;七、可爱&lt;br /&gt;　　多看日本卡通片，保持一颗“童心”，凡事以小朋友角度去判断分析，就是可爱。 　　&lt;br /&gt;八、大方&lt;br /&gt;　　不小气不嫉妒，不讲闲话，不耍脾气，从不说那个“不”字。 　　&lt;br /&gt;九、独立&lt;br /&gt;　　独来独往不用接送，自己的事自己处理，做错事自己负责。有男人爱我很幸福，没男人爱，我也快乐。这样的女人最被男人爱。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114096259799921394?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114096259799921394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114096259799921394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114096259799921394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114096259799921394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title='九阳真经、九阴真经'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114091632725378836</id><published>2006-02-26T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T09:12:07.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penitance of a Sinner</title><content type='html'>Seems like this blog have become a personal space for me, I hope others don't mind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people believe in retribution, a murderer will be murdered at the end of his life, a torturer will face the same slow death he inflicted upon the others. Even saints are sinners, and at the end of their lives they shall scream out their few sins before Death takes it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What abou me? I have no recollection of sins. I once used to be so powerful, so feared that even most people in this blog refused to near, what have I become now? In your eyes, what am I? A useless human trying to save his last breath? Or a repenting sinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I need to repent? Unknown sins in the past had led me to this point of my life. Physical pain is nothing to me, it is a fighter's task to put up with it. Unfortunately, fate planned my penitance more than enough. Mentally, I am weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the greatest pain of all? Yes yes hereit comes again. "Let it go!" you people will say, Like the lyrics of the song "Believe Me" :" What do I have to say? Maybe I should do what I have to do, to break free, and whatever happens to you we'll see but its not going to happen with me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I let go? It takes a great deal of mental strength to let go. By the end of this affair i would most probably be insane. Yesterday in coordination with the CH Idol, I selected a song by Wang Jie and changed its lyrics. She caught my meaning in the lyrics, and she told me so, but the irony of it. We both know how each other feels, but nothing can be done to change the FACT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the choir perfomance last night, it was late. Mr Lucky gave her a lift home. 11pm at night, I had to worry. I do not know who this guy is, but he had better treat her good, he Must do so. Or else, something bad will happen. I meant no threat, but I mean business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long can I stand all this? This, friends, is the greatest pain of all. I can only accept this for as long as I can, my penitance to my sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ardelus Nightmare-Bearer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114091632725378836?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114091632725378836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114091632725378836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114091632725378836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114091632725378836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/02/penitance-of-sinner.html' title='Penitance of a Sinner'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114034068041530880</id><published>2006-02-19T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T17:18:00.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some important self-defences and precautions while away from home</title><content type='html'>just to continue ardy's post by adding on some points....&lt;br /&gt;1. Hitting opponent's throat is indeed one of the good way to get rid of him....you don't have to look for the opponent's larynx  as target...just give a horizontally karate chop at the opponent's throat...it will cause temporary airway shut down and while the opponent is struggling for air...it's your best opportunity to run!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Get a PepperGard or Mace ( both are sprays that use to blind opponent's vision temporary or even cause breathing failure, both just having some difference in its ingredients), put it in your handbag or some place that is easily to be grabbed...then when facing some desperate mements....you know how to do lar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. For girls...best not to go out alone in night...and also definitely not taking those secluded roads alone just for saving time, ask for at least a companian when you going to toilet(there are cases of rapping that occured in toilets)... and when you are on some lonely road and felt that some guy is following your path(even though they don't look like tracing you)....slow down your steps or even stop down and then step aside to let that person overtake you and walk in front of you....if you slow down and felt that the person also slow down....don't be so stupid that you continue to slow down more!! accelerate and run to places where have more people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Best not to walk while talking on your handphone!! your concentration will be diverged and most robbers take it as the best time to action... stop at the roadside and only continue to walk while you finished your talking. concentrate and take notice of everything and everyone around you while walking alone outside!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are some precautions that have to be taken seriously expecially point 3 and 4 are for both mens and ladies... better take it serious before bad luck strucks you^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regards,&lt;br /&gt;coolzzy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114034068041530880?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114034068041530880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114034068041530880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114034068041530880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114034068041530880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/02/some-important-self-defences-and.html' title='some important self-defences and precautions while away from home'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114027881662277153</id><published>2006-02-18T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T00:06:56.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Important Notice for GIRLS (and boys, who might need them...)</title><content type='html'>In anytime possible, do not attempt the following moves UNLESS in a desperate position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us face it, the world nowadays is full of vermins like rapists and robbers. Though we do not need to make sure we kill anyone of them, we just need to protecet ourselves from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the case of girls, (Or women), being the weaker sex and more *attractive* in some *ways*, they fall prey to these vermins most oftenly. So, just in case you happen to find yourself in a desperate position, remember these steps, they might save your, er, you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aim for the 5 vital parts of the body&lt;br /&gt;a. eyes- use a poke with hands shaped like a bird's beak, or use fingers( preferrably with fingernails). This move will stun and blind opponents for some time. Advance move: push palm up towards nose of opponent, crush nose, then shape hand into claw and scratch down the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b. Throat: The tiny depression beneath Adam's apple is the key. Find out yourself by gently pushing your throat, at a point where u will feel like coughing, that's it.&lt;br /&gt;Easy way: use anything, hands included to hit at opponents larynx( thats the name of the area), opponent will cough and be disabled if success.&lt;br /&gt;Advanced: Shape claw hands, swipe sideways at opponent's throat, then at the correct moment extend fingers, dealing the cough attack and swaipe damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c. Temple: This is a dangerous area, may cause death, do as last resort. Temple=side of head, between eyes and ears.&lt;br /&gt;Easy: Punch of slap rtarget area will do&lt;br /&gt;Advanced: use knuckles to penetrate deep into temple. Effective blow will cause immense pain, and death if critical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d. Groin: No further explanation needed, but as a male, I can tell you the pain is worth dying. (Feels pain to even think about it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e. Knees: Correct technique will fall your opponent.&lt;br /&gt;Easy way: If opponent is behind, raise legs up between his legs to get his groin, then turn around and kick his knees hard&lt;br /&gt;Advanced: Use fingers to form point attack at opponents temples(back of front will do), then repeat same method.&lt;br /&gt;**Not advisable for untrained people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Seek others to help if possible, SCREAM to let others know you are attacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Learn the appropriate techniques at self-defense schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above moves are made and designed by Ardelus Nightmare-Bearer during his earlier days, while being known as the Shuang Jian(Double Scissors). (This is not a boast, if anyone of you guys wants a challenge, speak up, this old guy still has the will to fight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody is welcomed to learn the Scissor Techniques from me anytime. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ardelus Nightmare-Bearer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114027881662277153?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114027881662277153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114027881662277153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114027881662277153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114027881662277153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/02/important-notice-for-girls-and-boys.html' title='Important Notice for GIRLS (and boys, who might need them...)'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-114026538982718465</id><published>2006-02-18T20:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T23:17:59.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not enough pocket money??? EARN IT YOURSELF!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sorry for ding some advertising stuff here lar..but that's the best way to do announcement mar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyway...Hope u guys have a nice day...MISS YA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone is interested in teaching tuition for the whole month of APRIL, pls do contact me..&lt;br /&gt;The details are:&lt;br /&gt;1. Venue: My house lor&lt;br /&gt;2. Time: Weekends ( SAT &amp; SUN) of APRIL&lt;br /&gt;3. Transportation : IF u really want to teach, transportation can be arranged&lt;br /&gt;4. WAGES: Can be negotiated&lt;br /&gt;5. WHAT TO TEACH: form 2 &amp;amp; form 3 of Chong Hwa students ( math and sciences)&lt;br /&gt;6. experienced or non-experienced  teachers are always welcomed! but at least you have to be patience!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;* PLS: this is not a joke lar....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FOr more details, pls contact JUNEJUNE at 012-3012589 as soon as possible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-114026538982718465?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/114026538982718465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=114026538982718465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114026538982718465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/114026538982718465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/02/not-enough-pocket-money-earn-it.html' title='Not enough pocket money??? EARN IT YOURSELF!!!'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-113966492522670900</id><published>2006-02-11T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T21:35:25.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curse of Valentine</title><content type='html'>Tuesday is the day, and even before Valentine's I'd got the stab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She won't be coming to school on Tuesday, driving test. And what then? Anybody with half a brain could know what happens next. Yes, she meets up with her boyfriend and off they go for a sweet date. And me, what happens? I'm stuck in school, doing unfinished homework and biting my nails off at unknown questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jealousy shall burn, but at least I'm gonna be well-sedated. New bottle of drugs, high power, sure to kill any pain that strikes. I guess I'm better off than some people, my pain is mental and can be expressed physically, which keeps my mind from not going insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never understood. What do I lack? Did I not protected her from harm since 12 years ago? Did I ever forgot her birthday or any important occasions, and be the first to give my greetings? Did I not spent blood and money on doing my duty as her friend? Did I not fought, bled, coughed and hurt for her? And all I get was a damn "Its impossible for us..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no looks, no money, no class, no air of personality, and certainly knows no flowery words. I'm born as a fighter, and I will always be one, but what use is a fighter when he is weak? He serves no other purpose left, waiting for his time to come. My scissors are now rusted, rusted with iron and blood of enemies, but what is the use of them? They cannot bring me what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a trance this afternoon that shocked my friends, they told me I kept murmuring strange fragments of words. What did I say I did not know, but what I saw was real. She was turning her back towards me, and she walks away. A piece of burnt paper flies into me and I see my name is burnt away on it. Then the fire burns me and I wake temporarily, seeing Zi Yuan, then everything is black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This surely means something, but it takes time to show me the meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would give my life for her, sadly she knows not, and another lucky guy has got her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the curse of Valentine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-113966492522670900?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/113966492522670900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=113966492522670900' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113966492522670900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113966492522670900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/02/curse-of-valentine.html' title='Curse of Valentine'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-113914794607485664</id><published>2006-02-05T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T21:59:06.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Month of 2006</title><content type='html'>CNY holidays have come to an end, fortunately for the Chong Hwa guys we have one more day of holiday. Yes, this is a season to have fun, eat, sleep, drink, play, and of course, to BOMB. (If you can find the explosives).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February comes. The reason February has only 28 days dates back to the Roman Empire. Julius Caesar named the month July after himself and gave it 31 days. His successor, Augustus Caesar, not to be outdoned by the old crap, took a day from February and added it to August, leaving February with 29 days. Then, because the month of February recorded the highest crime rates during Augustus's reign, another day was taken from it. ( so that the month could end faster, like it helps to lower crime rates, stupid Romans...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, February will be a month of MEANING for us, 5 days of CNY holidays, Valentines's Day (Despair of all single man or woman), SPM results day, Beat-the Holy-Man-Day (Holy Man=Loong Jiet, in case anyone doesn't knows), and Nonsense-Talking-Day. (Which is everyday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, look forward to Valentine's, it might be a romantic day for some, but for others it might be a trauma, and for a very small percentage of us, it is a day of PAIN. In order not to bug you readers with old-wives-sad tales, just wait for something to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something BIG to happen. Positively or negatively, it depends on your opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ardelus Nightmare-Bearer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-113914794607485664?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/113914794607485664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=113914794607485664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113914794607485664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113914794607485664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/02/2nd-month-of-2006.html' title='2nd Month of 2006'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-113851403108459566</id><published>2006-01-29T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T13:53:52.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/200/9619/1024/Penang%20%20%20pangkor%20149.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/200/9619/400/Penang%20%20%20pangkor%20149.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v hv joy, v hv fun, v hv seasons in da sun~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-113851403108459566?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/113851403108459566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=113851403108459566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113851403108459566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113851403108459566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/01/v-hv-joy-v-hv-fun-v-hv-seasons-in-da.html' title=''/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-113828099756891831</id><published>2006-01-26T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T21:14:28.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy CHY</title><content type='html'>To all my friends who are still studying in Chong Hwa,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CHONG-HWA YEAR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i got my holiday, no need to travel anymore during the holiday. Anyway, miss you guys very much. Although there is no 2005 5S1 anymore, i hope  all of us wil still remember one another. I will not forget the time i spent with u guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A response to xinmin post: Next time ask pik hui to call me SUMMER.&lt;br /&gt;okok...i fei4 gou4 already..hope to read more posts from u guys...PLS...at least post some "8" gua4 so that i can still keep abreast of the latest news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blessing to 2006 6S1: Hope to see more couples this year...If anyone see any potential relationship between anyone, pls help them lar..at least got news to "8" mar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST&lt;br /&gt;JUNEJUNE&lt;br /&gt;or pik hui so-called "SUMMER"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-113828099756891831?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/113828099756891831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=113828099756891831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113828099756891831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113828099756891831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-chy.html' title='Happy CHY'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-113826492459065885</id><published>2006-01-26T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T16:46:47.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish u all THE BEST^^</title><content type='html'>again a post created from taylor's library..aiyoh..taylor's library so famous ady hehe~&lt;br /&gt;how r u all getting on? sure still missing us a lot ha:-)&lt;br /&gt;life here..is so so..not so relax as wat i imagined before,but of cox much more free than the times in chong hwa..but dunno why,miss those busy times a lot,really...can laugh in the class for the whole day,laughing for nothing,can c all the familiar feces and smiles,can busy copying pik hui's hw(OH FORGOT ADY..NOW IS MERRISSA@@).. an interruption here,our dear pik hui had "created"a new name for herself...is so-called MERRISSA..pls call her tis name next time when u c her...hehe:-p ok,come back..really miss those times,miss all the things,even miss the desks and chairs in chong hwa arr...haha~&lt;br /&gt;went back to the school tat day,saw all ppl busy doing hw,terrible..life there sure busy.add oil for all of u o...aza aza fighting!after new year ther r lots of assignment and tests waiting for me as well...we all gambateh together..keep in touch**&lt;br /&gt;cny is coming soon..ya very soon..two days left..so HAPPY CNY TO ALL OF U..&lt;br /&gt;stay tough and cheer up...do gather if ther is any chance&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah! 5s1 is forever the best deeply inside our heart~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by,&lt;br /&gt;xmin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-113826492459065885?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/113826492459065885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=113826492459065885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113826492459065885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113826492459065885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/01/wish-u-all-best.html' title='wish u all THE BEST^^'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-113825712621800854</id><published>2006-01-26T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T14:32:06.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special wishes from MIC</title><content type='html'>Harlo everyone? Nice there? haha...Here Mic first time using taylor's lab computer to post blog to our class blog...lol actually nth to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Chinese New Year is just around the corner, so it'd would be better for me to  send my best wishes to everyone. HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, this is really a brand new year for each and everyone of us... hope this year will turn out to be a good and prosperous year for us la...Dreams come true ya guys! and not to forget, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY YERING!!  I m so sorry for wishing you this late, anyway hope you 're having great time there in london. take care!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieu and miss ya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes,&lt;br /&gt;you-kno-who&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-113825712621800854?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/113825712621800854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=113825712621800854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113825712621800854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113825712621800854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/01/special-wishes-from-mic.html' title='Special wishes from MIC'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-113811776772452595</id><published>2006-01-24T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T23:55:02.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>真心英雄</title><content type='html'>那天华文节的时候，老师播了一段片段给我们看，内容是有关于一班独中毕业生到外国留学后的照片。背景音乐是真心英雄。超好听的。。。。我立刻就想起了5S1，那班永远也不能忘记的朋友。我看了下四周，只看见隔壁的娴慧，其他都是陌生的脸孔。好怀念哦，但也只能这样了。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;真心英雄&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在我心中曾经有一个梦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要用歌声让你忘了所有的痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;灿烂星空谁是真的英雄&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;平凡的人们给我最多感动&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再没有恨也没有了痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但愿人间处处都有爱的影踪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;用我们的歌换你真心笑容&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;祝福你的人生从此与众不同&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;把握生命里的每一分钟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;全力以赴我们心中的梦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;不经历风雨怎么见彩虹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有人能随随便便成功&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;把握生命里每一次感动&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;和心爱的朋友热情相拥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让真心的话和开心的泪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在你我的心底流动&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;早就说了嘛，永远没有永远的永远才是永远。。。但也不能忘记，那些你以为你会念念不忘的事情，就会在你那个念念不忘的过程中渐渐的被遗忘。。同志们，加油吧！^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-113811776772452595?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/113811776772452595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=113811776772452595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113811776772452595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113811776772452595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_24.html' title='真心英雄'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-113784936121934723</id><published>2006-01-21T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T21:16:04.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy CNY</title><content type='html'>The Chinese New Year is coming up next week. Much paraphernalia and stuff, new clothes, shopping, food, shopping, play, shopping, angpows, shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always the same atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 6S1, its pretty cold. Anyway, a happy CNY to all you people out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If want high-explosives call me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ardelus Nightmare-Bearer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-113784936121934723?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/113784936121934723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=113784936121934723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113784936121934723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113784936121934723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-cny.html' title='Happy CNY'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-113725434538415310</id><published>2006-01-14T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T23:59:05.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear the Surgeon 4 - Fear Thyself (Ending Episode)</title><content type='html'>The lights came on again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Karmen sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            The nightmare had become a never-ending trauma. How many times had she awakened to find herself in one piece, bound for a new series of pure evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Her muscles ached badly. Karmen sat up wearily and rubbed her tired eyes. She felt warm, the harbinger of a fever. Her eyes slowly cleared, and saw that her fears were true. The reality was a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            The inverted duplicate of herself was hanging from the ceiling right before her. Their faces almost touched, Dead Karmen and Live Karmen. Live Karmen was glued to her bed while Dead Karmen was hung from steel hooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Suddenly, it wasn’t there anymore. Karmen dropped back to her bed faintly. She became aware of footfalls, and in came two doctors. One of them felt Karmen’s radial pulse while the other noted something. Without warning, the one feeling her pulse slashed her wrists with a scalpel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Karmen gasped, but no sound escaped from her mouth. She wanted to scream, to get up and run, but her body lay still. The doctors smiled gravely, looked at the clock and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            “Time of death, unknown, to be taken to anonymity morgue.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            It was the worst possible scenario ever. Karmen’s mind screamed for the ability to move, but her body lay as still as a limp vegetable. Her eyes were wide open and she could only stare helplessly at the ceiling move backwards above her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            The morgue, the place where even heroes (or heroines) hesitate to tread, heaven of necromancers and sadists. Karmen recalled horrible stories she heard from friends about mad morticians mutilating, slicing, molesting, eating corpses with tomato sauce and such. And now she was about to create a whole new story, with herself as the main character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Her stretcher came to a stop, and she was lifted unto a table, limbs strapped to the table like a frog ready to be dissected. A wrinkled face peeked over her, it was VERY excited to see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            The two doctors could be heard laughing an alien laugh as the mortician carefully caressed Karmen’s face. The door slammed closed, and only the mortician was left with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            “Tender flesh, fresh flesh, and still warm, pretty, too. Let’s see what lies beneath the skin.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            The mortician reached for a pair if sharp gleaming scissors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            “Beauty is only skin-deep.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Karmen felt the sharp point of the scissors trailing across her face, and stopped just above the eye. The scissors pointed downwards, then suddenly jerked upwards and disappeared from her sight. Karmen tried to move herself, and was secretly surprised when she found she could move, but the straps still fastened her to the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long struggle, Karmen broke free of her straps. Her wrists were painful, and the blood pulsation had slowed. She wondered how long would it take for her to die, considered that it is allowed. The mortician lay on the floor, the pair of scissors buried in his throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A voice sounded through the dark morgue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Question: What is worse than a sadistic mortician?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mortician sprang to its feet, its dead eyes stared emptily at Karmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Answer: A DEAD, sadistic mortician. Have fun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mortician pulled a switch and Karmen fell into a hole. She could barely see in the dim light. Movement of her hands were greatly reduced due to the severed wrists. In the dark, she felt something grab hold of her leg. Instinctively, she gave a back kick but kicked nothing. Taking a closer look, the thing grabbing her was only a hand, nothing else. Karmen stomped her legs until it broke into fragments of bones and flesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had no time to savor her victory. She felt a thousand squirms all over her body. A finger was inching its way up her leg in the manner of an earthworm. Something wet was moving around her back, she pulled out a tongue and flung it away. Numerous eyeballs stuck and entangled in her hair like some trendy hair-clippers. Karmen trashed her head around and the eyeballs fell to the floor, bouncing and rolling with a sickening splat, like ping-pong balls. (Lee May knows this best, having seen a lot of ping-pong balls during her society)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Having some fun, my dear Karmen?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karmen stood like a statue with eyeballs (crushed and uncrushed) and other body parts scattered around her. The pain in her wrists was overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Time to wake up, Karmen. Wake up and smell the ashes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karmen opened her eyes. Her bed was trembling, and the ceiling was gray. She tried to sit up but she felt tight, as if she had been sleeping in a box. She rolled to her side and realized she was in her parent’s car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Lim’s face peeked over from the front and gave her a big smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We’re going home.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in an eternity, Karmen smiled in relief. Everything were nothing more than nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Lim pulled the car to a stop and the family entered a small self-kept coffee shop. Karmen’s appetite had returned by that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man that owned the shop shuffled over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Business is real slow here folks. Where do you fare from?” He asked friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ah, just from the hospital not far from here. Our daughter had just been discharged.” Mr. Lim answered good-naturedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What hospital? The only hospital around here was burnt to the ground twelve, no thirteen years ago!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man’s eyes shifted to Karmen, and he turned as pale as a sheet. Karmen’s parents stared at Karmen with the same expressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What is going on now!” Karmen felt something trickling down her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took a look at the back of her spoon. More trickles ran down her face. Her left eyes popped out and fell away, followed by the upper-left quarter of her face, revealing a network of blood vessels and tissues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surgeon’s voice called out to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The greatest fear, is to fear thyself.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What am I? Who am I? Oh GOD save me from… MYSELF!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great earth-shaking scream smashed the twilight silence as a car could be seen hastily leaving the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karmen sat in the shop for a long time before looking around her. The shopkeeper had fainted and was lying on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karmen moved over and knelt by the man. She took the man’s hand, seemingly unsure of what to do, and finally gave it a large bite. It tasted like chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karmen devoured the man piece by piece hungrily. She would live on in that condition for the years to come, ever hungering for fresh meat, ever fearing herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Fear the Surgeon series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright of Ardy Quek Rui Ming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who wish to find earlier FTS series, pls visit my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ardelus Nightmare-Bearer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-113725434538415310?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/113725434538415310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=113725434538415310' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113725434538415310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113725434538415310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/01/fear-surgeon-4-fear-thyself-ending.html' title='Fear the Surgeon 4 - Fear Thyself (Ending Episode)'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-113664055470174508</id><published>2006-01-07T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T21:29:14.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been one week since the school starts operating. As usual, the damned Form 1 critters suffered through their first week in this prison. The hustle and bustle of first-week-must-do stuff had come to an end, Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school is still the same, except our class. 6S1 was not anything like 5s1 or 4s1. Clans formed right from the first day, the atmosphere was tense, as if Russians and Americans were stuffed into a tight room. To hell with that, 6S1 will never be united. The very air invites and invokes BATTLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its just me, without Mun Ee's gang and June's gang, there is no more glue to stick the clans together. Personally, I feel the call of blood everyday. 6S5 is just around the corner, damned people passes our class each day. Maybe its the ageing process, I lost the impulse to fight again, or maybe it was 5S1 that helped me change, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returned to former 5S1 class today, everything was still the same. Dust patterns, spiders flattened spiders, windows, aircon. The scenery is there, but the poeple are no longer there. Darkness gives memories a chance to form images, and so there I sat, thinking, until the worker chased me away, thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My painkillers are all gone. Damned if I will buy another bottle of that poison. Dosage getting higher and higher, sedatives getting worser and worser, what the hell, I can take the pain without these drugs, after all, its only once a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone is interested in knowing what the pain feels like, um, its like a thousand knives twisting around in the chest, slicing and stabbing, for 1-3 minutes depending on luck, and the inability to breathe or talk, eyes rolling back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough for today, looking forward for a nice last year of CH, regards to all those outside.&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Learn the scissors method for protection, class starts from 9th january, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ardelus Nightmare-Bearer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-113664055470174508?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/113664055470174508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=113664055470174508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113664055470174508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113664055470174508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-been-one-week-since-school-starts.html' title=''/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-113656215209415736</id><published>2006-01-06T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T23:42:32.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They seem so unfamiliar to me...perhaps us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Getting into this new year, everyone is having their own life. Life isnt great here, new environment, tend to meet new ppl but find out that I cant put up with the changes around me, be it my frens or my study environment. Really miss you guys so much and much and much. 5s1 is always the best u kno, as xin min said, we are the strong bond that nth can destroy it. I dun get to feel it tat much, until the day we all seperated and live in our own track, it's time to recall how much i need to appreciate all you fellows...I remember yesterday when i was sitting in my class, i didnt pay attention to wat my mentor was talking about, wat's reverberating in my mind was my frens' faces, all the laughter and sorrow, all the moments spending together. There are only 27 ppl in my class, compare to 57, much more fewer. Why is that so silent? I used to be in a such noisy but enjoyable class,but now wat i m having is a dank class, claustrophobic i should call it. What makes the difference? The people who occupy the classroom...! My class rep (monitor) isnt tat funny, like baby, brought us so much joy and fun. We tend to crack jokes in class, but wat happened here is in the other way round. This is an English-speaking skul, it's no longer that familiar to me, I'd rather speak in my own mothertoungue, tat is wat i normally communicate with my fellows my lads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Life's like that, i cant change it while at the same time, I need to accept it and practise it. God made us wat we are and we will always be wat we are. Just let it be......"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Still-missing-5s1,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mic&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/19740503-113656215209415736?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/113656215209415736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=113656215209415736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113656215209415736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113656215209415736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/01/they-seem-so-unfamiliar-to-meperhaps.html' title='They seem so unfamiliar to me...perhaps us.'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-113629508461149845</id><published>2006-01-03T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T21:31:24.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>大家要加油!</title><content type='html'>走进高三(理)一,虽然已经离校,却能感应到那种陌生的气息...&lt;br /&gt;或许见到的不再是见了那么多年熟悉的面孔.可能今年每个人分开了,去到了全新的环境,我们都会不习惯吧!觉得找不到那么"同频率"的朋友们,会失落,会伤....但是大家要加油噢!相信每个人都能创造属于自己幸福的未来的~~yeah!孤单时,寂寞时,难过时,拿起电话,拨给曾经一起创造那么美好回忆的朋友,听听他们的声音,可能心就会踏实一点...&lt;br /&gt;2006年,全新的开始,但请相信,曾经的回忆会存在我们每个人的脑海里,我们一直都会在...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-113629508461149845?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/113629508461149845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=113629508461149845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113629508461149845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113629508461149845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title='大家要加油!'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-113628511765142093</id><published>2006-01-03T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T18:45:17.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2006年1月3日的高三理（1）</title><content type='html'>一早进到教室，有一股不想进班的冲动。不懂为何。或许少了熟悉的脸孔、声音。发现自己有些未能适应的感觉。庆幸的事，我们敬爱的老朋友们都回来探望我们，包括了欣敏、Kai、毛、文旋、碧慧、Joean、WC、美萍、Karmen、Mic.没有漏掉ho?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一切都改变了，但我相信我们的友谊永远不会因为“改变”而改变。所有的朋友，我祝福你们。All the best to you all!!Gd luck~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;今年的6S1情况如下：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;班主任      ：黄玉兰师&lt;br /&gt;成员人数  ：56人 （28男，28女） *&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;若笔者没有搞错&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;班委名单&lt;br /&gt;班长        ：谢欣霓、林智渊、纪晓韵                              （8.12 am正式通过）&lt;br /&gt;文书        ：何维豪                                                            （8.14 am正式通过）&lt;br /&gt;总务        ：黄耀仲                                                            （8.19 am正式通过）      &lt;br /&gt;财政        ：刘保金、梁国芬                                              （8.21 am正式通过）      &lt;br /&gt;学术股长：刘家仪、刘家惠                                              （8.26 am正式通过）&lt;br /&gt;                  （组长）叶淑仪、高淑婷、梁奕钧、叶丽娟             &lt;br /&gt;体育股长：杜益颖、王耀莨                                             （8.28 am正式通过）    &lt;br /&gt;卫生股长：蓝正原、苏程康、郭瑞明、周丽贤                （8.32 am正式通过）&lt;br /&gt;查账        ：关丽莲                                                            （8.35 am正式通过）&lt;br /&gt;康乐        ：麦佩均、叶娴慧、廖慧鸣                              （8.42 am正式通过）&lt;br /&gt;环保干事：杨育才                                                           （8.43 am正式通过）&lt;br /&gt;辅导干事：郭瑞明                （何时通过，笔者不太清楚。对不起啊，Ardy）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-113628511765142093?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/113628511765142093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=113628511765142093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113628511765142093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113628511765142093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/01/2006131.html' title='2006年1月3日的高三理（1）'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-113617455970143175</id><published>2006-01-02T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T14:55:57.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning Points: Life as a Parabola or Polynomial?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Life is like a parabola, when you reaches the bottom or the peak, it will turnaround - Anonymous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true that life goes up and down. I prefer to see life as an n-th order polynomial than a parabola. The reason is simple. In life, you do not have only a single peak or lowest point. Rather, in life, there will be a lot of ups and downs. However, like in mathematics, these ups and downs can be considered as the turning point or our lives, at least to my belief. We humans learn when we are in our highest point or lowest point in life.&lt;br /&gt;Well, when we are in our lowest point, we will learn the way to survive, to make it through the tough times. A good example will be the real estate tycoon, Donald Trump who owed the banks more than USD 10 billion when the real estate in America crashed in the early 90s. Many people speculated that he will be heading for bankruptcy but today, he is one of the most respected real estate tycoon in the world. Moreover, he managed to establish his name as a brand that the whole world recognises.&lt;br /&gt;This is a message to those who are currently in the lowest point of their lives to not to give up but to linger on the hope of going up again. I believe strongly that we learn the most when we are beaten and battered by life's challenges and tests. On contrary to my belief, in life, we see a lot of examples of people who fall and never learn to pick themselves up.They should remind themselves of the times when they learn to walk. How many times did you fall before you learn to put out your foot and walk your first step in life? So, whenever you fall tto your lowest point in life, you should try to take a look at photographs when you are baby and gently remind yourself of the times you learn to walk.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, after crapping about the minimum points dwellers, I must also mention those who are in the peak of their lives. When you are on the peak of your live or success, you should remember a saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Respect the people you meet when you are on your way up because you will meet them again when you are on your way down - Anonymous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must always learn to respect the people whom we meet while we are going up. These people maybe your friends, teachers, foes or family. No matter who they are, they contributed their part in shaping you and pushing you to reach your success. When you reach the peak, you must constantly remember that when you are going down, you will meet these people again and they will help you to pick yourself up again.&lt;br /&gt;From this point of view, you can see live as a cycle, the people whom you meet will help you to your success, and then you will fall, then these people will then help you to pick yourself up again. This is to convey a message to those who are on their path to success to learn to be grateful to everything single incident in life, to be respectful of those people you meet on the way. It doesn't matter if they are those that love you or those that despise you. Their presence has already proven to have a deep impact in shaping you and your path.&lt;br /&gt;Well, enough of the mathematics and life. This is merely the food for thought for all my reader and my perspective in life's lowest point and highest point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by kLcC~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-113617455970143175?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/113617455970143175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=113617455970143175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113617455970143175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113617455970143175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/01/turning-points-life-as-parabola-or.html' title='Turning Points: Life as a Parabola or Polynomial?'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-113613097602270071</id><published>2006-01-01T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T23:56:16.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter's Different version (from Blueserver)</title><content type='html'>The following are some suggestions for ending the HP story. If you are a Harry fan, please scroll away as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Harry Potter takes out his wand, and points it at his arch-enemy, and screams, "Begone you evil witch of the west! Er, no begone you evil &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt;^&amp;*() (18-PL)" And his enemy blows up into a thousand pieces of flesh and gets eaten by the Monster of Loch Ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Harry Potter takes out his M-16 and fires away. The bullets were easily dodged by his enemy. (The Matrix). Harry throws away his gun, "To hell with M-16, alta vista, baby" (Terminator). harry takes out a rocket launcher and fires a rocket. the enemy is blown into specks, except the mouth. The mouth twitched and said,"I'll be back" (Terminator, again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Harry Potter pulls out his wand, a green laser beam shoots out from it. he wields it as a sword. his enemy pulls out another wand and 2 red lasers shoot put from each end of it. They fought like Jedi warriors and finally Harry thrusts his wand at the enemy. The ugly mask of his enemy falls away. harry takes one look at the real enemy's face and his world comes down. behind the mask is, James Potter, harry's father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry's fans, don't kill me, I'm just joking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ardelus Nightmare-Bearer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-113613097602270071?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/113613097602270071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=113613097602270071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113613097602270071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113613097602270071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2006/01/harry-potters-different-version-from.html' title='Harry Potter&apos;s Different version (from Blueserver)'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-113587357611966395</id><published>2005-12-29T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T00:26:16.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got something to "SAY"</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: so lucky for me to know everyone of you, for some even five years. Remember     the day i enrolled at Chong Hwa, so strange everything around me. Hwei Yen, lol, remember tat? Five years passed like XXX (unexplainable)! So to all my dear frens, wish you all good luck and all the best. It has been end of 2005 now and 2006 means a new and good beginning for us. &lt;strong&gt;Hwei yen&lt;/strong&gt;,we are looking forward to a better ARG, ha!gambateh!.....&lt;strong&gt;xinmin&lt;/strong&gt;, hope the days in taylor would be fine for you.... &lt;strong&gt;aaron&lt;/strong&gt;, really glad to meet you, remember the chinese msg that your hp couldnt view tat day, aih, u missed out sth!.....&lt;strong&gt;yensiang&lt;/strong&gt;, keep on yoyo-ing....&lt;strong&gt;xinni&lt;/strong&gt;, "xiamee hospital",lol, it'd sure be the best medical centre in the city.jia you! I m stil ur constant customer.....&lt;strong&gt;baby&lt;/strong&gt;,please dun be monitor anymore,perhaps ppl wun like a monitor who wil make noise himself, anyway, thx for ur efforts!.....&lt;strong&gt;ticksiang&lt;/strong&gt;,nice be sitting next to u, chat quite lot, so good luck in help and take care.....&lt;strong&gt;yenting,&lt;/strong&gt;dun mess with xinni,you wil ruin ur future....&lt;strong&gt;hong ping&lt;/strong&gt;,dun hesitate to find a gf la,how many times you told me you are looking for "her", but i stil couldnt see "her".....&lt;strong&gt;shuyi&lt;/strong&gt;,you must be lonely coz i m no longer sitting beside you nex yr, hehe.....&lt;strong&gt;yuanwen&lt;/strong&gt;,faster show the real of u,dun try to pretend gentle and polite le, it's definitely not u!.....&lt;strong&gt;pikhui&lt;/strong&gt;,be careful in taylor,zhi an not good!....&lt;strong&gt;wc&lt;/strong&gt;,hopefully there will nt be so many victims in help,"HELP!!HELP!wc's bullying me!".....&lt;strong&gt;lh, &lt;/strong&gt;i will check on you in martin later, lol, if i m driving.....&lt;strong&gt;zhiyuan&lt;/strong&gt;,dun sit with baby,you wil get worse.....&lt;strong&gt;chuinching&lt;/strong&gt;,lol,happy always,dun tink too much about zhu guan's matter,it's too complicated, anyway, nice to meet you...&lt;strong&gt;jeff&lt;/strong&gt;,omg,i dunno wat to tok to u tim, and i would like to apologize for not answering everytime you asked me a question, I admit i m not smart enough to your questions, SORRY!!!......&lt;strong&gt;...(to be continued)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-113587357611966395?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/113587357611966395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=113587357611966395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113587357611966395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113587357611966395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-got-something-to-say.html' title='I got something to &quot;SAY&quot;'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-113586637771307980</id><published>2005-12-29T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T22:26:17.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn, i'll miss yering</title><content type='html'>Chicken Little's sis is going to UK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever we eat KFC, we'll think of u... McD's nuggets oso... not to leave out The Chicken Rice Shop... that day we went to times square, didn't eat there only bcoz of u... OH, yering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun juz miss Odie o... muz miss Baby oso... (start to get cold liao :$)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't forget how u bumped into vs's  butt (oops, vs's BUTT!) when u were chasing him last yr n he stopped in front suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata yering... all the best over there... do miss us~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-113586637771307980?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/113586637771307980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=113586637771307980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113586637771307980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113586637771307980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2005/12/damn-ill-miss-yering.html' title='damn, i&apos;ll miss yering'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-113586428676225080</id><published>2005-12-29T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T21:51:26.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>最後的晚宴</title><content type='html'>天下沒有不散的宴會，&lt;br /&gt;也沒有永遠相聚的相會，&lt;br /&gt;燕子有去有回&lt;br /&gt;海浪有來有歸&lt;br /&gt;細思細思再細思，&lt;br /&gt;名利一回全是空，&lt;br /&gt;只一回顧留下最後一頓的晚宴。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-113586428676225080?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/113586428676225080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=113586428676225080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113586428676225080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113586428676225080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title='最後的晚宴'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-113586051651533912</id><published>2005-12-29T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T23:34:58.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barbecue Party is no longer UPCOMING EVENTS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1228/7860295.ac90eb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/1228/7860295.ac90eb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/1600/bbq%20049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/1960/400/bbq%20049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mm...Finally it's over.Thanks baby, lilian and many many others who helped out. &lt;strong&gt;28th December 2005, nice reminsce&lt;/strong&gt;, fun for each and everyone of us. This would most likely the last gathering we have in recent days. Hope we can have such occasion on a specific day each year, a day for everyone of us gather and chit-chat. WE MADE IT - BARBECUE PARTY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;see&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/19740503-113586051651533912?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/113586051651533912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=113586051651533912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113586051651533912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113586051651533912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2005/12/barbecue-party-is-no-longer-upcoming.html' title='Barbecue Party is no longer UPCOMING EVENTS!'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19740503.post-113578227922930484</id><published>2005-12-28T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T23:04:39.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence Of The Night</title><content type='html'>Strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 9.30 when I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day had zoomed past like lightning. The aftertaste of the beer I had drunk was still strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are leaving:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stay away from drugs&lt;br /&gt;2. Stay away from alcohol&lt;br /&gt;3. Stay away from cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;4. Stay away from unmoral acts&lt;br /&gt;5. Open mindedness is good, but open-bodied is not&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't be affected by bad activities&lt;br /&gt;7. Come back often&lt;br /&gt;8. Remember your friends&lt;br /&gt;9. Remember your enemies (to take revenge)&lt;br /&gt;10. Stay alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ardelus Nightmare-Bearer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19740503-113578227922930484?l=4s15s1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/feeds/113578227922930484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19740503&amp;postID=113578227922930484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113578227922930484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19740503/posts/default/113578227922930484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4s15s1.blogspot.com/2005/12/silence-of-night.html' title='Silence Of The Night'/><author><name>Reminisce 1S4005S1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17225315016025647747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
