<?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-7642101760436045589</id><updated>2011-08-22T22:06:04.327+01:00</updated><title type='text'>blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-3943313134791043907</id><published>2009-04-23T22:06:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T22:14:12.956+01:00</updated><title type='text'>连续两次</title><content type='html'>连续两次，我收到了同样的经文。&lt;br /&gt;连续两次，都对我很有帮助！&lt;br /&gt;连续两次，我都感谢神！！！&lt;br /&gt;一个是昨天，一个是今天。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Matthew 6:28-34 (New International Version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-23311" class="versenum" value="28"&gt;28&lt;/sup&gt;"And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-23312" class="versenum" value="29"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-23312" class="versenum" value="29"&gt;29&lt;/sup&gt;Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one o these. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-23313" class="versenum" value="30"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-23313" class="versenum" value="30"&gt;30&lt;/sup&gt;If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? &lt;sup id="en-NIV-23314" class="versenum" value="31"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-23314" class="versenum" value="31"&gt;31&lt;/sup&gt;So do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' &lt;sup id="en-NIV-23315" class="versenum" value="32"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-23315" class="versenum" value="32"&gt;32&lt;/sup&gt;For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-23316" class="versenum" value="33"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-23316" class="versenum" value="33"&gt;33&lt;/sup&gt;But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-23317" class="versenum" value="34"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-23317" class="versenum" value="34"&gt;34&lt;/sup&gt;Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;马太福音6:28-34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;6:28 &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 何 必 为 衣 裳 忧 虑 呢 。 你 想 野 地 里 的 百 合 花 ， 怎 样 长 起 来 ， 他 也 不 劳 苦 ， 也 不 纺 线 。  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top"&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; 6:29 &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 然 而 我 告 诉 你 们 ， 就 是 所 罗 门 极 荣 华 的 时 候 ， 那 他 所 穿 戴 的 ， 还 不 如 这 花 一 朵 呢 。  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top"&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; 6:30 &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 你 们 这 小 信 的 人 哪 ， 野 地 的 草 ， 今 天 还 在 ， 明 天 就 丢 在 炉 里 ， 神 还 给 他 这 样 的 妆 饰 ， 何 况 你 们 呢 。  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top"&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; 6:31 &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 所 以 不 要 忧 虑 ， 说 ， 吃 什 么 ， 喝 什 么 ， 穿 什 么 。  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top"&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; 6:32 &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 这 都 是 外 邦 人 所 求 的 。 你 们 需 用 的 这 一 切 东 西 ， 你 们 的 天 父 是 知 道 的 。  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top"&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; 6:33 &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 你 们 要 先 求 他 的 国 ， 和 他 的 义 。 这 些 东 西 都 要 加 给 你 们 了 。  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top"&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; 6:34 &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 所 以 不 要 为 明 天 忧 虑 。 因 为 明 天 自 有 明 天 的 忧 虑 。 一 天 的 难 处 一 天 当 就 够 了 。  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你们啦~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-3943313134791043907?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/3943313134791043907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=3943313134791043907&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/3943313134791043907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/3943313134791043907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='连续两次'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-8807167557600173836</id><published>2009-04-16T23:34:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T00:20:11.962+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't stop dreaming!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Susan Boyle reminds me of dreaming. Those things we always hoped for and dreamed about when we were young. Things that you always want to do but got discouraged, or because it's less practical?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lady has just recently appeared in a British competition called Britain's Got Talent --- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt; everyone who thinks s/he has got talent can enrol for audition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/See2BJs2PuI/AAAAAAAAAgc/FJE_FiDDlrA/s1600-h/susan_boyle_audition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/See2BJs2PuI/AAAAAAAAAgc/FJE_FiDDlrA/s320/susan_boyle_audition.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325425215289048802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you think she can sing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, most people who was watching the audition in the auditorium thought she was one of those retards, even the judges.. They laughed at her and mocked at her when she said her dream was to become a professional singer like Elaine Paige and guess what, they got a taste of the most brilliant and stunning performance ever! When she started her first bar, nearly everyone in the auditorium stood up and cheered for her. The whole auditorium was literally brought to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;CLIMAX!&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It took her less than a week to break America! She has now global fans including famous actor and actress, Ashton &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kutcher&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Demi&lt;/span&gt; Moore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who say "STOP DREAMING, WAKE UP!"&lt;br /&gt;who say "Be realistic, you dreams will never gonna feed your stomach."&lt;br /&gt; who say "You should stop dreaming because you failed!"&lt;br /&gt;who say "It's too late, look at me, I'm not those 18, 19 young people out who are there full of dreams."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WELL,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan Boyle said it's never too late to dream.&lt;br /&gt;Susan Boyle said it's never too late when your dream comes true..&lt;br /&gt;Susan Boyle dreamed her dream when she was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;47!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sometimes things turned out very different and circumstances may turn you down, but no matter what, there WILL be one day, that critical moment when light shines and chases away dark clouds. There WILL be this day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remember, the key to success is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Consistency of pursuing, and never give up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full video of her audition at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lp0IWv8QZY"&gt;http://www.youtu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lp0IWv8QZY"&gt;be.com/watch?v=9lp0IWv8QZY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I think due to copyright reason embedding has been disabled)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-8807167557600173836?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/8807167557600173836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=8807167557600173836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/8807167557600173836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/8807167557600173836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2009/04/dont-stop-dreaming.html' title='Don&apos;t stop dreaming!!!'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/See2BJs2PuI/AAAAAAAAAgc/FJE_FiDDlrA/s72-c/susan_boyle_audition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-2224911848528320441</id><published>2009-03-16T21:02:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:44:17.069Z</updated><title type='text'>I'm actually feeling better now</title><content type='html'>What can I say, I am surprised too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I slept at 3am last night, I was waken up at 7 something,  and I thought it was 9 or 10. Again, I got cheated by my dear little humorous and famous Mr Sun. He wakes up early, and getting earlier everyday. Those strong little light particles beamed through the window, causing my curtain sparkled in the sunlight and glanced as if it's fluorescent. It dazzled me for a while before I managed to grab my phone and realised it's early. Darn, morning can never be so overwhelming. And yes, SPRING IS HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite wasting a lot of time putting on many layer of clothes, I dressed up light with a piece of T-shirt and hoodie for top and trek suit trousers for bottom. I was off to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birds started chirping; Flowers and tree began to blossom; Squirrel started feeding on nuts and seeds.&lt;br /&gt;AHhhh~ ~ everything became so lively. *Smile* =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could see different colours on the street. There's no more dark and dull wearing, but a lot of vivid muti-coloured shirts. There's no more moaning about too cold, but cheering about the nice and perfect weather. Very soon there will be no more lectures, but revision and exams and then SUMMER HOLIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then~&lt;br /&gt;Man I'm feeling great :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-2224911848528320441?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/2224911848528320441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=2224911848528320441&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/2224911848528320441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/2224911848528320441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-actually-feeling-better-now.html' title='I&apos;m actually feeling better now'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-342316306079786015</id><published>2009-03-09T22:20:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:21:57.350Z</updated><title type='text'>I got it !</title><content type='html'>So, regarding the last post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WON THE ELECTION !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;UCL Union 2009-10, Services Committee Member..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-342316306079786015?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/342316306079786015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=342316306079786015&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/342316306079786015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/342316306079786015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-got-it.html' title='I got it !'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-8183889286696128717</id><published>2009-02-27T23:41:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-02-28T11:46:41.212Z</updated><title type='text'>Vote for Me !!</title><content type='html'>Following one month of my blog recession, I have finally managed to get on with some crisis and here I am, with a little update about my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February has been refreshing with awful lot of interesting happenings. The most notable is the UCL Union spring election I am running for. It was hard to make up my mind before I turned myself in but thanks to God and my very supportive friends, I got myself nominated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campaigning was fun! All you need to do is to grab some good friends to promote you. I never thought that publicising myself could be so difficult, one seriously needs a lot of courage to go public. And I did it!&lt;br /&gt;I had the flyers made with my picture on it, and posted wherever seem visible to people.  Handed out flyers to people and networking a lot to get their votes. Well, I hope I will get some pay back seriously. Have a glance at my flyers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(blogger is kind of crappy atm so will get it posted asap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/Sakj5UPkp-I/AAAAAAAAAgE/DjXQS-CxJdc/s1600-h/black+eletion%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-8183889286696128717?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/8183889286696128717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=8183889286696128717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/8183889286696128717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/8183889286696128717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2009/02/vote-for-me.html' title='Vote for Me !!'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-3184230883925992234</id><published>2009-02-22T00:49:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-22T01:05:47.446Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>墨菲定律是一套对生活观察的定律，它似乎有实际经验作为基础，因而更有份量。你可能听过这一条：「如果事情会出错，就一定会出错。」还有「你所做的每件事都不是孤立的，所有的事都存在着因果关系。」       &lt;p&gt; 我自己的经验似乎也印证了许多条墨菲定律，我特别把上述的第二条挂在墙上作为座右铭。错误的决定会导致一连串后果，如果有人的生活只顾追求享乐，他们的子 子孙孙都会受到牵连（出埃及记20章4-5节）。假使你偏离了上帝的道路，你的孩子可能也会走上同样的道路，即使后来你回转归向上帝，他们却可能仍不回 返。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 但是，这条定律也有其好的一面。如果有人凭着信心活在上帝面前，也会对子子孙孙带来深远的影响。如果他们活得够长，就能亲眼看到信心对后代子孙所产生的影响。对年长的人来说，看到子孙为基督而活，是多么令人满足的一件事！      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 墨菲定律和圣经一致认同这一观点：「你所做的每件事都不是孤立的，所有的事都存在着因果关系。」HWR &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;散播败坏的种子，&lt;br /&gt;收割罪恶的浆果；&lt;br /&gt;散播正义的种子，&lt;br /&gt;得到祝福的收获。Sper&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;         &lt;p&gt;Murphy’s Laws are observations about life that seem to have the weight of experience behind them. You’ve probably heard this one: “If anything can go wrong, it will.” Here’s another one: “You can’t do just one thing; everything has its consequences.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My own experience seems to confirm many of Murphy’s Laws, but it’s that second one that I would hang on the wall as a motto. Wrong choices have their consequences. For example, if we choose to live for pleasure, that will affect our children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren (Ex. 20:4-5). If we walk away from God, we may discover that our children have taken that trip with us. Later, even if we return to Him, they may not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But there is also good news. Devotion to the Lord has its consequences too. Men and women who live in faith before God can have a strong influence on their children and their children’s children. If they live a long life, they can witness the effect their faith has had on several generations. What satisfaction it brings to older people to see their posterity living for Christ!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Murphy and the Bible agree on this point: “Everything has its consequences.”  — &lt;a href="http://www.rbc.org/devotionals/our-daily-bread/Haddon-W-Robinson.aspx" title="Haddon W. Robinson"&gt;Haddon W. Robinson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;center&gt;             &lt;p&gt;If you sow seeds of wickedness,&lt;br /&gt;Sin’s harvest you will reap;&lt;br /&gt;But scattered seeds of righteousness&lt;br /&gt;Yield blessings you can keep. —Sper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;div class="bold"&gt;&lt;p&gt;People who follow Christ lead others in the right direction.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;sources from:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.rbc.org/devotionals/our-daily-bread/2009/01/28/devotion.aspx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.rbcintl.org/odb/gb-odbtxt.php?date_id=20090128&amp;amp;lang=gb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;/center&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-3184230883925992234?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/3184230883925992234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=3184230883925992234&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/3184230883925992234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/3184230883925992234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2009/02/204-5-hwr-sper-murphys-laws-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-1547552197389455674</id><published>2009-02-01T23:47:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-02T00:00:47.256Z</updated><title type='text'>1st Feb</title><content type='html'>1st Feb. On the very first day of February, Britain welcomes the heavy snow. It is said to be the heaviest or worst snow ever since January 2003. As Britain is undergoing the coldest winter over the past 30 years, we are not surprised to see 20cm of snow by tomorrow morning. I am very sorry to those who are in Australia enjoying the worst summer ever, and here I am to express my condolence, we have having the coldest winter too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad, it starts snowing at the south-east of England. That means Kent &amp;amp; London get to be the first to see the snow. Fortunately (only to meifen), it will covers the whole Britain tomorrow. Poor meifen is finally going to see her very first moment of snow.. I am so happy for you, dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I took quite a number of photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SYY2-tjpVTI/AAAAAAAAAfE/bGGWKVE8NY8/s1600-h/CIMG6087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SYY2-tjpVTI/AAAAAAAAAfE/bGGWKVE8NY8/s320/CIMG6087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297982462656861490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Very Very Very heavy snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SYY2-AugKfI/AAAAAAAAAek/OrUOlA0z5QM/s1600-h/CIMG6074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SYY2-AugKfI/AAAAAAAAAek/OrUOlA0z5QM/s320/CIMG6074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297982450622802418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SYY2-edHevI/AAAAAAAAAes/8ATuTdq-SSQ/s1600-h/CIMG6075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SYY2-edHevI/AAAAAAAAAes/8ATuTdq-SSQ/s320/CIMG6075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297982458602945266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SYY2-Q0ErTI/AAAAAAAAAe0/LbPImgqYq-Y/s1600-h/CIMG6082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SYY2-Q0ErTI/AAAAAAAAAe0/LbPImgqYq-Y/s320/CIMG6082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297982454941134130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was too cold to do this outside and I didn't want to feel like a freak doing this alone out there so I made an indoor snow man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, not a good one but I will improve.. Treat it as indoor snow tower or whatever you like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SYY2-kKajvI/AAAAAAAAAe8/2LwKqPEoD1c/s1600-h/CIMG6083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SYY2-kKajvI/AAAAAAAAAe8/2LwKqPEoD1c/s320/CIMG6083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297982460135116530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Snowing!!!!&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/7642101760436045589-1547552197389455674?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/1547552197389455674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=1547552197389455674&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/1547552197389455674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/1547552197389455674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2009/02/1st-feb.html' title='1st Feb'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SYY2-tjpVTI/AAAAAAAAAfE/bGGWKVE8NY8/s72-c/CIMG6087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-7475063047311981942</id><published>2009-01-30T09:24:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-30T10:00:42.947Z</updated><title type='text'>someone really needs to grow up.</title><content type='html'>Early this morning, before the usual time I normally wake up, phone was ringing non-stop. I tended to ignore it for the first/second call but the third call caught me up. I thought it would be an urgent call with something important, deep inside my heart, I was expecting mum to call me to ask if I still need anything (cause aunt is coming back soon). But things are normally not so wonderful when you set your expectation too high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went down the stairs, I was still partially in my dream. I picked up the phone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"Hello, is this Edd?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Yes." *yawning*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"Hi, this is aunty alice (my legendary guest &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;SHE IS NOT MY AUNT!!! you call everyone Aunty at home!She is just my aunt's 20 years ago churchmates in London&lt;/span&gt;), I am calling from Sibu, just want to say hi and happy new year. I met your aunt in Kuching...... ...... ....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Ok, thank you. I'm good. How are you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"Richard (her son) will be going to London this evening and maybe he will ask you out for new year celebration with his friend."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Oh, ok.. but I don't think I am free tonight. Thanks anyway."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(the worst thing are always at the end)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"Oh. ic.. You see, he is going with his friend and all of them are couples. I'm wondering if he could stay at your place for the weekend and he will go back on monday? He will arrive tonight at 12."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(OMG.. NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"errr.. I am not sure, but I will go out tonight and I am not sure what time I will be back. In fact, I will be very busy this weekend cause my cousin is here and we may go out together. Plus, I have early dental appointment tomorrow and I need to leave home early."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(I was trying to hint her that I DO NOT WANT him to destroy my weekend, but she didn't seem to realise and kept asking me if I have time, if he could stay. bla bla bla.. all the bullshit!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"Maybe I will ask Richard to text you when he is on the train."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(That is absolutely inappropriate! I am not prepared and will not be prepared to accomodate someone here when I really need my rest with family and friends after a dreadful week..NOT with someone I don't know and I don't want to worry about things being destroyed again!!! NOT THIS TIME)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Ok~~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(whatever, I will say no anyway)&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Bye."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he wants to stay here why couldn't he call me or text me himself? His mom has to call me from Sibu to let me know the news??? That is absolute ridiculous!! This simply shows that he does not appreciate the stay and being very rude.. If she calls, I will let her know the truth and I will definitely teach her a lesson. I was just too sleepy to defend myself.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, can you just someone and say you are coming to stay for a weekend and expect you can move in? Especially for someone I barely know... I do not feel comfortable with this. It's not that I'm being unfriendly but this is just not the right time and the way you call just make the whole situation even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY seriously need to grow up!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN, Why.... totally destroyed my lovely morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-7475063047311981942?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/7475063047311981942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=7475063047311981942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/7475063047311981942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/7475063047311981942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2009/01/someone-really-needs-to-grow-up.html' title='someone really needs to grow up.'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-2485359477593345750</id><published>2009-01-25T09:46:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-25T10:05:38.981Z</updated><title type='text'>Eye Test</title><content type='html'>前几天去检查眼睛，因为这里的NHS服务很好，我们如果可以申请到NHS Help with health cost, 很多东西都是免费。包括Free prescriptions, free dental treatment, free sight test, free glasses and contact lenses, free wigs and fabric supports &amp;amp; travel to receive NHS treatment. 当然，我们学生就很容易请到咯。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那我上星期六就闲着没事做，就带着我的NHS Certificate到一家眼镜行。一进去那里，我就被安排到那里排队等。结果到我的时候，那个人要我把我的Contact lens脱掉，然后就坐在一个机器那里（有检查过眼睛的人都懂这个机器）。之后，那个机器还会喷药的，不懂为什么还要喷我的眼睛，蛮奇怪的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然后呢，我就被安排到另一边等。我就问他我在等什么，他就说：“你必须等另一个部门来带你去做另外一项检查”。我就LL坐在那里看报纸。结果等了很久，终于到我了，我就进去检查咯。这个检查很让我心跳加速的说。不只是那种带不懂度数的眼镜（机器）来看数字，她还要用很多莫名其妙的东西来照我的眼睛。还靠我很近！我的眼睛都被那些光线照到很痛。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, eye test 完毕。他说我要做眼睛的话他马上可以帮我做。我就问他我可以做Contact Lens吗，她说如果你要做Contact Lens, 我必须see the contact lens consultant， to carry out the contact lens test. You have to bring all your things here including your specs, contact lens, and your solution before we can do anything for you.&lt;br /&gt;我就有一点swt.  做一个眼镜这么麻烦。之后她就加一句。&lt;br /&gt;It's not like Malaysia. The regulation here is very strict. We need to make sure every process is done before we can make any prescriptions. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结果她跟我说，Contact lens examination is not covered by NHS, you have to pay £20. 我当时就没钱，结果我就跟他说我该次book appointment后再来。我就这样花了一个小时在做这个sight test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我现在还在想，我到底是不是不如去malaysia买contact lens就好，然后在那里做一幅designer glasses就好呢？那样我就不用花£20 leh......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-2485359477593345750?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/2485359477593345750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=2485359477593345750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/2485359477593345750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/2485359477593345750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2009/01/eye-test.html' title='Eye Test'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-2631573882335884563</id><published>2009-01-15T23:51:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-01-16T01:01:31.669Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been long since i posted... let me see... exactly half a month! What the heck was going on.. and this is my first post in 2009... I must be really busy I guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, things turned out really bad in the first week of the new term. The first few days were absolutely 'amazing'. I was almost getting breathless and my brain was drained! It's all about last minute working on assignments and a test going on yesterday. Some people might say we were given a month holiday to do all this but guess what,&lt;br /&gt;the first week we needed to rest&lt;br /&gt;the second week was christmas&lt;br /&gt;the third week was new year&lt;br /&gt;the last week was the only time we can do out work + study.. BUT, I have two really interesting guests, remember? ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna write about my guests few days ago just right after they went back, but I had to do my work. 2 essays in which 1 of them required 2000 words and the other 1500. I was just totally overwhelmed with the amount of articles/journals/books I'd read in the past weeks and writing 3500 words was just an impossible job for me !!!! However, I managed all that and I'm all done now!!&lt;br /&gt;(Not to mention that there is this group of people that I'm having my tutorial with were bribing each other for not doing this piece of work simply because we didn't have time to do it, and so that we were able to speak the same word to the professor. And now we have our deadline extended! Good Job Guys!!! *grin*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want to write something about my experience with these two amazing guests I had over the holidays. They were supposed to move out to the hotel as my sister was coming to London but the mom insisted to stay and so I had to spend my new year with them. We ended up in a local club for a private party of my aunt's friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SW_SL9c3P1I/AAAAAAAAAd8/afO_HKD5hFQ/s1600-h/P1010255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SW_SL9c3P1I/AAAAAAAAAd8/afO_HKD5hFQ/s320/P1010255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291679190099640146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The one on the left is obviously the mum, and the son is the one in black. Those two are very sweet couple from Hong Kong. I had a very very memorable experience about the mom&amp;amp;son fight at &amp;amp; after the party.. I just don't know how to put it in words.. It's just the mom was being 'closed minded' and was mad about the son being 'too sociable' cause he talked to this couple whom are known as ''STRANGERS" to the mom.. I was a victim being 'ordered'/dragged by the mom to participate in the conversation to help 'spying' on the son and report to the mom, while she was watching at us from a distance!!! She couldn't stand it eventually and joined in which created a very very very awkward situation. That's how the photo was taken, with the mum inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after they left, there're couple of damages were made in my aunt's flat!!&lt;br /&gt;1st, remember the son has to spend an hour at least for shower? and he showers twice a day?? This is how the bathroom became. He didn't even say a word after he came out and showed no atonement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SW_SL2G_-9I/AAAAAAAAAeE/VaDf_acFezI/s1600-h/Photo128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SW_SL2G_-9I/AAAAAAAAAeE/VaDf_acFezI/s320/Photo128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291679188128889810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2nd, my aunty got a lot of chocolate over the christmas and she was keeping it to bring back to Kuching during CNY but most of the good ones were left opened by the son, without asking...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SW_SMMKxMqI/AAAAAAAAAeM/7agbXVDzXBs/s1600-h/Photo130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SW_SMMKxMqI/AAAAAAAAAeM/7agbXVDzXBs/s320/Photo130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291679194050278050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I seriously had no idea that GUEST have the right to do those things, until the lectures I had from my guests.. I wonder how they manage to live in their own world....... a 19-year-old and a 60-ish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LEGEND !!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-2631573882335884563?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/2631573882335884563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=2631573882335884563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/2631573882335884563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/2631573882335884563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-has-been-long-since-i-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SW_SL9c3P1I/AAAAAAAAAd8/afO_HKD5hFQ/s72-c/P1010255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-7510094620455546929</id><published>2008-12-31T21:36:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-31T21:43:43.618Z</updated><title type='text'>Shockingssss</title><content type='html'>My shocking and surprising guests..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i, the mum actually flew all the way from Malaysia to Manchester to 'look after' her only child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii, the son was ashame of the mum because she was wearing trainers during her journey and he borrowed a pair of lady shoes from his lady friends for his mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iii, the son was aware of his mum finding out what he has been doing in Manchester and what kind of friend he is hanging out with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iv, the son then booked train tickets from Manchester to London, hoping to 'stay away' from the facts about his life that he didn't want his mum to know any further&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v, the mum keep complaining that the son is spending too much but she still feed him loads of money into his pocket and bank account&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vi, his living expenses is around £400-500 a month, which is around RM2200&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vii, poor mum likes to bail the son out, leaving the son with some bad attitude and a little bit irresponsible of almost everything which is too late to change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;viii, the mum &amp;amp; the son are actually good people to me despite the rather spoilt part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ix, the mum still force/watch the son studying because the son is a party boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;X, the son spend 1 hour in shower in the morning and another 1 hour at night. Leaving poor me have to wait for so long!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-7510094620455546929?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/7510094620455546929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=7510094620455546929&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/7510094620455546929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/7510094620455546929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/12/shockingssss.html' title='Shockingssss'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-2003526423993602612</id><published>2008-12-30T10:51:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-12-31T14:29:27.336Z</updated><title type='text'>My volunteer story</title><content type='html'>Another day of Crisis service has ended. Again, it was tiring, but you got to come home full of satisfaction, knowing that just some little things you did, meant so much to the homeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to take up some voluntary work to help the community, also to build up my soul while contributing something to those who needed help. At the beginning of the month, I read about this exclusive christmas service from the church and thought this would be a good opportunity for me to get involved in. Without much hesitation, I signed up on the website and I was assigned to help at the Rough Sleepers Centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things turned up well on the first day, but with a little struggling moment this morning, I still ended up going to the centre and volunteer my time &amp;amp; work. I would say I had a very very very different experience from what I gained on the first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Standing outside Tesco (a super-market) beside the Rough Sleeper Centre with 3 other volunteers for 2 hours and almost froze to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Job description: Avoid the 'guests' of the centre from shoplifting (I thought Tesco should have more specialised guard??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Spent an hour in the Pet Zone (a special service for the guest's pet, including veterinary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Job description: To keep the dogs accompanied?? Again, I was froze to death and it was kind of boring cause the dogs were sleeping most of the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There was a guest who has actually got 5 dogs! I wonder if he is spending all his money on his dogs which eventually made him homeless)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Spending don't know how many hours standing at the gap with a weird lady. (the only indoor job for today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Job description: Basically just stand there and smile to people who passed by&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And there was this black guy(a rough sleeper) approaching me saying my scarf looks nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He actually asked if he could take a closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; look at it and I agreed. I passed him my scarf and he smelled it, then showed that (after having drugs) kind of smile or grin or whatever silly look it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He then asked, "Can I have it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; (with a little bit of desperate look, but still lack of sincerity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seriously what would you do if a rough sleeper ask you things like that?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"..oh we-eee-ll, .. .. .. yeah, you can have it, if you really like it. you know, it keeps you warm and,... yeah.. take it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; (deep inside me, my heart was bleeding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"REALLY?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Yes.. (now please just go before I change my mind) (my heart still bleeding) "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;gonna skip="" the="" intro="" of="" crisis=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He left, without saying thank you, without having this supposedly happy look. The worst is, he had already got a scarf on him.. And I still said &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES??? &lt;/span&gt;I supposed he didn't really need my scarf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Deep in my heart, I was very upset, it was my favourite scarf. I got it from my aunt as a gift and I only had it for 3 days and it had only been on my shoulder for twice.&lt;br /&gt;I told my sister, she said I was toooo kind? (I don't think I am)&lt;br /&gt;I told my aunt, she went "What?? I went to find it from the store for you, and there was only one left!"&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;After hours and hours of self-counselling, I comforted my erratic heart.&lt;br /&gt;- not only those who look like needs help, needs help.&lt;br /&gt;- if you really want to help someone, would you give up something that you like so much which could possibly help other people?? It was just a scarf, what if it's your favourite jacket? shirt? or even money??? My answer to that is I don't know. I want to help, but I think I have limitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I could say right now is goodbye, my 2-day old scarf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still want to volunteer?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 12"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 12"&gt;&lt;link style="font-family: arial;" rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CDing%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;link style="font-family: arial;" rel="themeData" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CDing%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx"&gt;&lt;link style="font-family: arial;" rel="colorSchemeMapping" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CDing%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt; 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About christmas, I know I should probably post it on the day or a day after but I just didn't have time to write about it. Here it is, my post-christmas post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my first christmas in winter. (I know my lack of previous experience in my younger days will annoy some of you and I'm sorry if you feel annoyed) It was very different, missing those church performance, christmas parade, and similar faces that were hanging around in church. I had a very English style of christmas. I remembered I was so tired that I couldn't even wait for the clock to strike 12 and I headed to bed without hanging up my stocking.&lt;br /&gt;So, I missed the most exciting part of christmas ---&gt; waking up early in the morning, checking the stocking for surprised present from Mr. Santa. &lt;br /&gt;Then, I went to christmas service at a local church, meeting a lot of people who only go to church once in a year. (Very common isn't it?) After that, aunt's friend came to pick us up to his house for christmas dinner. (Very English) He then sent us home at 4am in the midnight, really very kind of them to have us over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boxing day... I don't know what it is but it has something to do with the bible and it is like one of the very momentous events in christianity? That's what I was told. The person who told me didn't seem very sure though. But, it's mostly about shopping(!!!!), where most of the store had discount up to 50-70%. Literally spent about RM1000, and enough about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took up voluntary service at Crisis today. Was fun, I was assigned to Rough Sleepers Centre. All of the guests are homeless in London. It's 1:20am right now, brain is not working well so think of what normal volunteer would do then. Was enjoying it... really.. another shift to go tomorrow. That's it !&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/7642101760436045589-5855212235878752427?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/5855212235878752427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=5855212235878752427&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/5855212235878752427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/5855212235878752427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-boxing-day-crisis.html' title='ChRiSTMaS + BoXinG DaY + CriSiS'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-2289123915758323166</id><published>2008-12-24T19:31:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-24T20:31:37.950Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Staying away from London once in a while is good. Honestly, living in the third most expensive city in the world is tough. It's tough because the city is so huge that you get lost so easily. It's tough because things are expensive, Oxford/Regents streets kill pockets. It's tough because people are tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people in the uni are going back home. I think I am the only one in a few people who is going to spend the Christmas and new year in London. The holiday is kind of long and thus I took 5 days off, visitng my sister and cousin in Birmingham, the second largest city in the UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the first 2 or 3 days in my sister's hostel. The place is kind of OK, it is very close to her uni, and the uni is not in the city (that's the main point). Even if it is in the city, it's still so much different to London and you have to believe me when I tell you this, the second largest city in the UK is not actually large anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really don't know how I am going to survive if my uni is located outside the city, in 'ulu ulu' place like Univ. of Birmingham for instance. I mean, you've got nothing else to do apart from lectures! It's not like you could skip lecture and go to see Daniel Craig premiere of Quantum of Solace in Leicester Square. *Cough cough* One good thing about Univ. of Birmingham is that it is huge! 10 times larger than my tiny small UCL located in central of London. They've got many green fields, their own football field and WIDE pedestrian. It reminded me of how pathetic it is for us UCL folks to walk on narrow pedestrian which could only fit one side forward and the other backward.  ;[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I started feeling bored of Birmingham after 2, 3 days and some of my friends said I'm addicted to London? Gosh, hell no! That's like one of the worst thing ever that'll happen to me. Addicted to London?? my goodness! (and well, I actually feel better when I came back in London but that doesn't mean I'm addicted to it, does it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SVKb2B3tUKI/AAAAAAAAAds/Q_PiPL8rytw/s1600-h/Photo092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SVKb2B3tUKI/AAAAAAAAAds/Q_PiPL8rytw/s320/Photo092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283456665376346274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;on the train feeling bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-2289123915758323166?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/2289123915758323166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=2289123915758323166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/2289123915758323166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/2289123915758323166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/12/staying-away-from-london-once-in-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SVKb2B3tUKI/AAAAAAAAAds/Q_PiPL8rytw/s72-c/Photo092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-328842635458665445</id><published>2008-12-16T23:19:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:12:27.080Z</updated><title type='text'>~爽~</title><content type='html'>今天的心情，只有这个字 ‘爽’ 可以形容。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我把这个字放在我的MSN，然后就很多懂华文的人就来问我为什么这么爽。我就让他们猜咯。那个丘浩丹，头脑还真是歪，‘你不是virgin了哈？’......真是有一点swt，这样都被他想出来。不过hoh,如果有一天我不是了，我也不会大庭广众post出来啦！神经病才这么做。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好了，为什么爽 呢？？？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为我今天跟两位Malaysian美女出去逛街，而且还吃了Malaysian食物！！！最重要的是，我讲的是古晋呛的华文！！！songz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们首先去号称全欧洲最大间的shopping mall，而且今年十月底才开的。真的很新！很漂亮！不过呢，大间我就不敢说啦，因为KL有很多比它更大的。不过设计什么都是很漂亮的。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然后呢，就去找吃的。Malaysian食物！！而且是大马政府有部分津贴的，所以很便宜。一餐才£4.50。&lt;br /&gt;后来就在那里聊天聊到几个小时那边。讲的是古晋呛华文！！从来没有这么爽过。因为hoh，跟台湾人或是中国人讲话，不懂为什么我会觉得我到底是不是在讲华文。不过呢，事实是虽然他们的华文都讲得会比我好（我认为我的口语也不错啊），不过我认为我可以写得比他们好！（因为多数在我大学的中国，台湾人都是在这里念书念几年了的）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;跟这两个美女在一起虽然只有不到半天，但是我真的是感觉自己在家乡。一起大炮，一起笑大大声。一起说‘lakia!’ （太久没有说那个字了）lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还是一个字，爽！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到底这两个美女是谁呢？？？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhB5St-p5I/AAAAAAAAAdM/zLvDFTTVdhU/s1600-h/DSC02030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhB5St-p5I/AAAAAAAAAdM/zLvDFTTVdhU/s320/DSC02030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280543015624943506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;黄伊娃 跟 陈美芬 啦!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;那个伊娃呢，还是没有变。一样疯狂！跟他在一起不用怕没有话题说的&lt;br /&gt;美分呢，变美了！！因为第一次看到她没有带牙套！LMAO xD&lt;br /&gt;真的很高兴可以看到他们的说！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天， 我觉得我的华文进步了！&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-328842635458665445?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/328842635458665445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=328842635458665445&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/328842635458665445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/328842635458665445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_16.html' title='~爽~'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhB5St-p5I/AAAAAAAAAdM/zLvDFTTVdhU/s72-c/DSC02030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-8378633587514369800</id><published>2008-12-11T19:53:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:20:12.579Z</updated><title type='text'>I think I got a job</title><content type='html'>Few months ago I was desperately looking for a job, but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent out CV (I thought mine was pretty crap), cover letter, but I never got any replies apart from the ones which I was rejected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This term was really busy so I didn't really have much time to go out + I need to save money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I dropped off the idea.. maybe I just wasn't meant to work in this hectic term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple days ago I got an email from titicaca.co.uk travel, saying that they're recruiting people to expand their business in different part of England. So they need some enthusiastic and responsible people to be their regional sales representative. They prefer people who can speak Mandarin &amp;amp; English, preferably current student.&lt;br /&gt;(Who could be better than Me ???) *smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking, maybe this is the sign. As I was thinking who would ever email people directly to offer a job? Aren't they supposed to post it or advertise somewhere where people can see it?&lt;br /&gt;Without having too much second thought, I corrected my CV and wrote a very appealing and outstanding cover letter to express my enthusiasm, and sent it off literally 2 hours after I read that email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally within 24 hours time, I got a reply.&lt;br /&gt;In order to know me better and to assess my suitability, I was given an employment assessment task. It was all in Mandarin, I guess they wanted me to show that I can speak/write in Mandarin?&lt;br /&gt;It took me freaking two hours to complete those simple questions, longer than anyone would ever expected.&lt;br /&gt;*Reason for that :&lt;br /&gt;1, I had to make it looks good&lt;br /&gt;2, I simply forgot how to write proper Mandarin. Crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got reply from them today. Again, it's within 24 hours!! (efficient!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''感谢你一直以来对TITICACA.co.uk旅行社的支持 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(我才懂你两天！！）&lt;/span&gt;，也很高兴你能喜欢销售代表这个位置&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;（因为可以赚钱和获得staff discount ---我忘了怎么说staff discount in 中文）&lt;/span&gt;。通过你在测试卷中所提到的信息和个人想法，我们能体会到通过你的聪明和努力一定能够充分胜任这份工作&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;（那当然！）&lt;/span&gt;......''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Now I think I would have enough money to really chill out and actually have fun by next term!&lt;br /&gt;(not to mention discount staff rate for travelling? BIG GRIN)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-8378633587514369800?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/8378633587514369800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=8378633587514369800&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/8378633587514369800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/8378633587514369800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-think-i-got-job.html' title='I think I got a job'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-6773797731814785678</id><published>2008-12-06T23:17:00.010Z</published><updated>2008-12-07T01:16:31.872Z</updated><title type='text'>Date with sexy Oxford/Regents Street</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oxford Street, one of the world class shopping streets which is the busiest over the whole Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Regents Street, any major shopping streets in London which cuts through the middle of Oxford Street, help forming the Oxford Circus.&lt;br /&gt;So what is it like shopping or just walking on these fabulous streets??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Actually this wasn't my first time walking on the streets. Since they are both in centre london and I live in centre london, these two streets have been one of my often-walking place. Now what is so different about my recent visit, that's what I can't wait to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know christmas is approaching and what makes christmas so special in London is the decoration around it. The weather(winter) has definitely added a plus on it, also the recent credit crunch (cause everything has to go down, and that's why there is sales going on now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was pretty good this morning, and so I decided to have a day out in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Obviously it is weekend and people here like to shop a lot so some guy just decided to block Oxford Street and Regents Street from vehicle (cause they know how bad it feels to squeeze yourself around two narrow sidewalk with massive number of shopping freaks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/STsKm-pTRGI/AAAAAAAAAb0/uInJmx6GVcQ/s1600-h/Photo054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/STsKm-pTRGI/AAAAAAAAAb0/uInJmx6GVcQ/s320/Photo054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276823053162202210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course who will ever miss this once in a year event ?? Even though those silly trucks and public vehicle were forbidden to enter, the crowd still filled it up. Probably christmas sales and christmas light decoration are too attractive, like a big hoover sucking people from different places!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/STseEQSvK0I/AAAAAAAAAc8/jssy81VZTZo/s1600-h/Photo061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/STseEQSvK0I/AAAAAAAAAc8/jssy81VZTZo/s320/Photo061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276844446836534082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not just the sales that worth your time and energy. There were loads (!) of christmas road show going on, and the crazy christmas deals! Oh gosh, I am so gonna drown here if my aunt wasn't there.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/STsKnOei-QI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6r9U7tTsyDA/s1600-h/Photo058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/STsKnOei-QI/AAAAAAAAAb8/6r9U7tTsyDA/s320/Photo058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276823057412061442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everything looked wonderful! The people, the spirit, the decoration, and everything other thing reflect how different people over here celebrate christmas compare to those back home. Everyone around has showing this extreme christmassy spirit and I got influence by being so excited about this momentous occasion. After all, it's my first christmas in winter at the place where I was dying to be. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHRISTMAS, I AM SO READY !!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/STsKn-TwbMI/AAAAAAAAAcM/99JckteQ6Kk/s1600-h/Photo062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/STsKn-TwbMI/AAAAAAAAAcM/99JckteQ6Kk/s320/Photo062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276823070251707586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What about Madagascar visit the town??? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/STsKzIp_uCI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Hf6HQahUSgE/s1600-h/Photo068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/STsKzIp_uCI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Hf6HQahUSgE/s320/Photo068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276823262007900194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(children under 18 is forbidden to scroll down)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe seeing Calvin Klein underwear model live show ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(children seriously don't scroll down)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TADA&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/STsKzK8tz7I/AAAAAAAAAcs/2NApeApEPKg/s1600-h/Photo066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/STsKzK8tz7I/AAAAAAAAAcs/2NApeApEPKg/s320/Photo066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276823262623289266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/STsKzsbPrrI/AAAAAAAAAc0/B-XeAc1RSQs/s1600-h/Photo065.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SEXY !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/STsKzsbPrrI/AAAAAAAAAc0/B-XeAc1RSQs/s1600-h/Photo065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/STsKzsbPrrI/AAAAAAAAAc0/B-XeAc1RSQs/s320/Photo065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276823271609708210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;HOT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/STshUZLWwKI/AAAAAAAAAdE/8QFnz2ZkdSU/s1600-h/Photo067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/STshUZLWwKI/AAAAAAAAAdE/8QFnz2ZkdSU/s320/Photo067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276848022634283170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;AND IRRESISTIBLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Taste the difference of real, hot, live model !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but seeing a lot of high-ians surrounding outside the shop! Lots of squealing as if they have reached orgasm.. Duh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-6773797731814785678?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/6773797731814785678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=6773797731814785678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/6773797731814785678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/6773797731814785678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='Date with sexy Oxford/Regents Street'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/STsKm-pTRGI/AAAAAAAAAb0/uInJmx6GVcQ/s72-c/Photo054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-8999879726499157776</id><published>2008-12-02T23:48:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-02T23:55:53.151Z</updated><title type='text'>AHHHHHH</title><content type='html'>AHHHH&lt;br /&gt;Having exam tomorrow, and it consists of 6% of the overall mark at the end of the academic year. Well, I'm basically in holiday mood right now, so I may just make donation tomorrow perhaps?? It's christmas season, by mean of DONATION PERIOD anyway!!! So if I screw up the test I won't feel too bad! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for pub crawl!! Cant wait for skipping lecture to go Europe's largest shopping mall (actually some in KL is larger) !! Cant wait for German Christmas Market !!! AHHHH&lt;br /&gt;~I'm kind of rebellious~ *but only sometimes* (I'm not normally like that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap, this old bad habit just never fade.. Whatever.. this is like once in the lifetime stuff so it shouldn't turn out too bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, good luck to my exam tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hate that freaking chloroform bitting my finger now and it's freaking painful)&lt;br /&gt;(and THAT particular finger was licked by the stove again ??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to lose my finger, SERIOUSLY !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-8999879726499157776?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/8999879726499157776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=8999879726499157776&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/8999879726499157776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/8999879726499157776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/12/ahhhhhh.html' title='AHHHHHH'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-450351123662199596</id><published>2008-11-23T13:21:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:58:52.823Z</updated><title type='text'>Fabulous</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I have nothing to blog nowadays.. Life is just as usual, besides different dishes served on the table everyday. Walking on the street everyday, I start thinking, I am a part of the world, not because of who I am, or what I am, it's because I am just so precious to HIM that HE gave me life so everyday of my life could be fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to hillsongs church this morning. I didn't know how it took me so long to finally step into this church. I mean, it is absolutely fantastic! I am pleased to know there are still people out there, actively worship our God. When it comes to Jesus, every single person seems becoming ONE, as we all focus on the same thing, praise the same God, ask from the same mighty one.. A lot of people might think, "oh religion is shit, religious is crime". Tell you what, you are nothing without Jesus, though you have lot of money, have good reputation, or think you rule your own life, or bla bla bla.... you do not have the most important thing in your life, and that is pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas break is just around the corner, at this point of time, not to mention the exams that will knock our head off, I am thinking of what I could do in this long holiday. Not a job, a voluntary work might be good, or maybe getting involved in godly activity would be perfect. Fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my work, it has never been fun, but I am glad I am committed into this university. Work just couldn't be any lesser, they just keep coming and coming until you hold a white flag and surrender.  I am currently working on a research team, trying to find out human taste sensitivity on particular chemical compound which contains bitter taste. It seems fun, but all we need is teamwork and co-operation. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It snowed again last night. Waking up this morning, looking out the window, thin layer of snow scattering everywhere. It looks fab, even better when you go out feeling chilly on your leg. It was 0 degree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-450351123662199596?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/450351123662199596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=450351123662199596&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/450351123662199596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/450351123662199596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/11/fabulous.html' title='Fabulous'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-772499557946735473</id><published>2008-11-10T18:34:00.008Z</published><updated>2008-11-10T21:23:03.554Z</updated><title type='text'>My life - My thought</title><content type='html'>Life can be saying as indescribable actually, and by that, neither does it mean indescribably good nor bad. Just bear in mind, I don't know how to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I joined the university group, my life has become totally different. As for the timetable itself, I think I had biologically made some adjustment to fit in. But till now, I still don't think my time is as flexible as it was before in Malaysia. Reason for that, I can't describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; &gt; ---- 5%&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; &gt; ---- 50%&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; &gt; ---- 20%&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; &gt; ---- 10%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(anyway, the gaps above are meant to be something. It's just that blogger sucks, they disappear when I publish my post and I can't be bothered to do it now. Will fill it out later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things have literally filled up 85% of my mind. I can't afford to spare another 15% of my mental energy to any other things else besides doing nothing, surf the net or do something that actually makes me feel good. I seriously need some sort of hard disc expansion to my mind. But how can I do it? I am mentally busy...(not to mention THE control freak in this case)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friend was telling me she is soul-searching at the moment. She used to have eye piercing but she took it off.&lt;br /&gt;"What I was in Vancouver doesn't mean what I am in London"&lt;br /&gt;That's her reply to me.&lt;br /&gt;"What prompt you to do so? I mean, it's obviously a big move and that impulsive gesture of yours, ..."&lt;br /&gt;"I want to figure out what I want. I think I'm not in the right place, doing what I should do right now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always need someone to tell them what they want, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;Do you really know what you want? Or are you doing something that someone had told you before you actually want it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, life sucks cause it has to be in this way.&lt;br /&gt;Still, I hate control geek!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-772499557946735473?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/772499557946735473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=772499557946735473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/772499557946735473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/772499557946735473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-life-my-thought.html' title='My life - My thought'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-8077791519919053407</id><published>2008-10-28T22:09:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-10-28T22:58:11.567Z</updated><title type='text'>见雪</title><content type='html'>哇，生平第一次见雪也！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只知道刚才下了一场雨。。。因为要做功课，所以不加以理会。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到了厨房，望见窗外。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;什么？？？？ 雨怎么会是这样的啊？？？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吓了一大跳。 想了一会儿，&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;是雪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SQeXHZBjAXI/AAAAAAAAAak/EPy2RrdX304/s1600-h/DSC02010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SQeXHZBjAXI/AAAAAAAAAak/EPy2RrdX304/s320/DSC02010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262340842837967218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SQeXG4fgZ6I/AAAAAAAAAac/Bx3W2-acZdI/s1600-h/DSC02002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SQeXG4fgZ6I/AAAAAAAAAac/Bx3W2-acZdI/s320/DSC02002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262340834105255842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;哇！！！！ 好漂亮哦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~深深沉醉~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SQeXFVdW9YI/AAAAAAAAAaE/ljZs99tNG5g/s1600-h/DSC02006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SQeXFVdW9YI/AAAAAAAAAaE/ljZs99tNG5g/s320/DSC02006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262340807521138050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;我疯狂地跑到外面！！穿着平时在家穿的singlet，加上刚从衣厨里拿出来的jacket，到外面拍照了！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SQeXF-wTRpI/AAAAAAAAAaM/uGySuzUStvs/s1600-h/DSC02007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SQeXF-wTRpI/AAAAAAAAAaM/uGySuzUStvs/s320/DSC02007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262340818606442130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SQeXGPm5NYI/AAAAAAAAAaU/F6pdW-2gw50/s1600-h/DSC02012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SQeXGPm5NYI/AAAAAAAAAaU/F6pdW-2gw50/s320/DSC02012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262340823130387842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;我，情不自禁地抓起地上的雪。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哇！！好冷啊！！加上我是穿拖鞋。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我，赶快跑进来了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（这秋天怎么会下雪呢？？ ）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的答案是，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;砍多一点树咯！！！那英国以后在夏天也会下雪咯！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;（没心情做功课了！）&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-8077791519919053407?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/8077791519919053407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=8077791519919053407&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/8077791519919053407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/8077791519919053407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='见雪'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SQeXHZBjAXI/AAAAAAAAAak/EPy2RrdX304/s72-c/DSC02010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-6096640225851850788</id><published>2008-10-23T20:14:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:50:27.348+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I help</title><content type='html'>I love to help, with whatever things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people may feel that you are being too 'helpful', "Mind your own business!"&lt;br /&gt;While some people may feel thankful, "Thank you for helping me." (usually comes with a sincere smile.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had participated in a research programme recently. It's about providing opinion regarding my university homepage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ucl.ac.uk/"&gt;www.ucl.ac.uk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is your first time visiting the website, you may feel inspired (that was how I felt though). After several times looking at it, you will think, "it's actually not as nice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my job was simply provide my opinion about the website and how it can improve. There were only 8 people in the group and basically, I believe there're no more than 1000(or less) people participating in the project. How lucky I am to be chosen!! (not to mention the compensation I earned :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I think they will start doing something soon and if the webpage do turn up really nice. I am part of the team!!!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently becoming less considerate(by that I mean not care too much about how ppl feel particularly those on the streets and those who do not really cast much in my life).  I won't be like how other people say(other Malaysian who is studying in the UK), wearing a mask going out , pretend to be angel nice. I won't be so fussy like how people are behaving back in Malaysia(if you do not know what I mean fussy Malaysian, you may be the one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I changing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or should I wear a mask in order to fit in like what I've read from someone's blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is the silliest thing to do!! Pretending to fit into a group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just be yourself! People can choose to like me or dislike me. That's out of my control area isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile &amp;amp; Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-6096640225851850788?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/6096640225851850788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=6096640225851850788&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/6096640225851850788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/6096640225851850788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-help.html' title='I help'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-7279312829539243563</id><published>2008-10-15T17:00:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T17:15:03.856+01:00</updated><title type='text'>work + WorK + WORK ( Time?)</title><content type='html'>I don't know how to explain my current situation in words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this, when you are attending lecture, you know what the lecturer is talking about, but you understand nothing..&lt;br /&gt;(Well, I will just go to the library and look for it from the text book then..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you have loads of work need to be done at the same time. And, you can't do most of it..&lt;br /&gt;(Discuss with friend??..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked you to go out during weekend. You really want to go, explore London,&lt;br /&gt;BUT.. think of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revision + Work + Lecture + Tutorial + Laboratory + Entertainment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have enough time for all these??&lt;br /&gt;(I haven't include voluntary work, and I am applying for a part time job)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say, I can't blame myself. It has been 1 whole year. I can't expect myself to remember everything that I used to remember/understand in High School. Guys, I am going to sink with loads and loads of work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, not to forget some fun stuff I have done recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went Scuba diving at a diving club last friday. It was a lot of fun, breathing using mouth, swimming underwater... BUT I think I will not join the club cause it costs around £400 a year (including training, trip to the ocean, 2 international certificate). It is not expensive compare to other diving course, but it is for me, as a student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm still planning to do some cool activities.. (paintballing, London Dungeon, Botanical Garden...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-7279312829539243563?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/7279312829539243563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=7279312829539243563&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/7279312829539243563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/7279312829539243563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/10/work-work-work-time.html' title='work + WorK + WORK ( Time?)'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-3807728547193322948</id><published>2008-10-08T12:43:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T12:51:20.238+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Quick Post</title><content type='html'>So it is already my third week in uni. Life can never be so busy.. I want to keep balance between my academic and extra curricular activities, having the most of my university life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I am still floating on the surface of the sea, I'll try not to sink myself with loads of work. Courseworks are still OK to me and I'm still thinking of signing up clubs/society. The Diving Club has particularly caught my attention, and I'm going to the trail dive this friday, but it is expensive at around £400 a year (including two diving certificates) . Still hesitating .. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the highlight that I must note out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a person, my course mate, who reminds me of Olivia (her good side)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she looks 45% like her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will show you guys if I manage to take her shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-3807728547193322948?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/3807728547193322948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=3807728547193322948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/3807728547193322948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/3807728547193322948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-quick-post.html' title='Just A Quick Post'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-9045858373681314906</id><published>2008-09-28T20:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T21:17:38.379+01:00</updated><title type='text'>你最近过得怎样啊</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;你好.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;我是从马来西亚来的.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;你到英国多久了？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;算算日子，应该快2个月了吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;会想家或者是在大马的朋友吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;偶尔还是会想一点点啦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你还适应那里的环境，生活，饮食吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这里的环境不错啊，伦敦也，到处都有你想看到的东西。生活很繁忙，人们的步伐也非常快，不过都可以适应啦。我喜欢吃西餐，所以饮食方面绝对没问题。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;那很好啊，你都已慢慢适应了。我们来谈谈你的校园生活吧。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;开学了，你觉得如何？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一年的假期，休息了很久，‘呼吸了很多新鲜空气’，现在开学，感觉蛮好的。 终于可以又过学生的生活了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;你觉得你在大学一个星期过得如何？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一切都很好啊。我很喜欢我的学校，我遇到了很多来自不同国家，不同文化背景的人。而且学校的Student Union 超级棒的，很多新生都等不及参与伦敦的 clubbing 生活也。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;你应该也很兴奋吧，有没有交了朋友？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对，非常兴奋。也等不及快点上课了。我在 International Orientation Programme 认识了一些朋友，不过我们都在不同的 department 上课，所以很少见面。跟我上同样课程的人，都不大熟悉，大家都很生疏，还有一些很 酷~ 的独行侠。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;那接下来你有什么打算呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想我应该会非常努力地念书，因为一切都是英语的，我以前都是受中文教育，所以我必须比常人多花一些功夫。我也打算等时间表出了以后，如果可以的话，找一份工作，吸取经验及赚一些零用钱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;你的课程表会很紧吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;非常！我下星期一的时间是从早上9点排到下午6点也！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;那祝你一切顺利啦。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好。谢谢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(你的中文有台湾人的语音也。。。)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(会吗？)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/7642101760436045589-9045858373681314906?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/9045858373681314906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=9045858373681314906&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/9045858373681314906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/9045858373681314906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_28.html' title='你最近过得怎样啊'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-6159553177501625198</id><published>2008-09-23T18:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T18:05:33.525+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Prayer from Son</title><content type='html'>[ Our Father in Heaven, hallowed be your name, your kingdom come, your will be done on earth as in heaven. Give us today our daily bread. Forgive us our sins as we forgive those who sin against us. Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For the kingdom, the power and the glory are yours, now and for ever. Amen ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-6159553177501625198?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/6159553177501625198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=6159553177501625198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/6159553177501625198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/6159553177501625198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/09/prayer-from-son.html' title='A Prayer from Son'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-3034149546734583134</id><published>2008-09-19T18:04:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:17:35.566+01:00</updated><title type='text'>International Orientation Programme @ UCL</title><content type='html'>It is fantastic !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it is.. I finally started my university life, which is a really good thing to socialising with people from around the world, and bad that I have to go through a lot of printed papers regarding all sort of information of starting university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good thing about study in London is, I can meet a lot of people from 150 different countries throughout the world.. I have met quite a number of ppl from different countries, but it is extremely difficult to remember all of their name, where often put me into awkward situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term is starting next week and I wish I can meet more people by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Adam came. On my first day of orientation. I am really sorry that I had not much time to bring his around. He went back just now, my last day of orientation.. So basically, we hadn't spend much time together... Crap! Sorry Adam, if u see this. )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-3034149546734583134?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/3034149546734583134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=3034149546734583134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/3034149546734583134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/3034149546734583134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/09/international-orientation-programme-ucl.html' title='International Orientation Programme @ UCL'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-4264811101980466198</id><published>2008-09-12T22:51:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T19:51:42.920+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Recalling back</title><content type='html'>After almost one year of break, I am finally, saying goodbye to my long long holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recalling back of what I had done in the past few months, I feel that it has not been a total  waste. So, after my UEC exam, well, I don't really remember what I was doing that time besides the camp in December. I think I was probably just having some fun, hanging around with my friends and, waiting for Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, this year I'm going to spend my Christmas in winter !! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;January&lt;/span&gt;. I was desperately keen on looking for a job. And so, I got one at Kenny Rogers, The Spring.. haha.. never gonna forget those moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;February&lt;/span&gt;. I spent my CNY in china, took a week off ( I never thought I could easily get such a long leave). After working for another 2-3 weeks, I started feeling bored as the business wasn't really good,  I spent most of my working time doing nothing. So I resigned on the 26th. I started finding a new job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;March-June&lt;/span&gt;. I got a job as a tuition teacher. Life has never been so busy since then, mainly because I was challenged to take up two form 4 classes and I spent a lot of time to prepare. And those two little primary kids just simply brought me nightmare.. I could still remember how many disastrous moments both of them had got me into!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;July&lt;/span&gt;. I left my job a week earlier before July, went to KL to apply my Visa, and that's when my holiday life began. Been to several places.. Mainly enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;August&lt;/span&gt;. Finally got my butt arrived in London, exploring London...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;September&lt;/span&gt;. Term starts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, nothing is easy when it comes to adapting in a new life, but thanks to our powerful and mighty God, I have come so far.  I believe things will never have got so smooth if it's not for his guidance. I am currently still learning to read bible and study his word everyday as I still tend to forget God sometimes even though he never leave me alone. However, I am still keeping myself committed to weekly sunday service though I haven't actually found a church which I could suit in. I am still praying that I could find a suitable one soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of all, I am currently very excited for my uni starting next wednesday. Guess it's about time to move on and say goodbye to the holiday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-4264811101980466198?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/4264811101980466198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=4264811101980466198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/4264811101980466198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/4264811101980466198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/09/recalling-back.html' title='Recalling back'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-5394942915340909101</id><published>2008-09-04T11:21:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T11:39:48.914+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ABRSM Grade 8 Piano result's out!</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHA......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after 2 months hard time waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Out !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond my expectation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I got distinction!! Hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I deserve a treat out there? I am still thinking..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-5394942915340909101?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/5394942915340909101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=5394942915340909101&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/5394942915340909101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/5394942915340909101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/09/abrsm-grade-8-piano-results-out.html' title='ABRSM Grade 8 Piano result&apos;s out!'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-2475353520405268510</id><published>2008-09-02T10:56:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T11:21:04.633+01:00</updated><title type='text'>一通电话</title><content type='html'>来到了英国这么久，第一次打电话给我的婆婆。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原本跟她说好，到英国的第二天，我们通&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Skype&lt;/span&gt;。没想到当时的我，被疲倦给征服了。她就这样回Sibu去了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sibu人很少用&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Skype&lt;/span&gt;吧，唯一能跟我婆婆联系的方法就只有打&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;长途电话&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于是，我乘今早（大马时间还不迟），用了神奇“&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Call Me Baby&lt;/span&gt;”卡，拨了非常熟悉的号码。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hello..”&lt;br /&gt;“喂，我找婆婆。”&lt;br /&gt;“我就是婆婆啊”&lt;br /&gt;“你知道我是谁吗？”&lt;br /&gt;“你是丁丁吗？”&lt;br /&gt;“对啊”&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;“在那里要好好念书啊，不要一直想回来kaliu”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我stunned了两下。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;不要一直想回来kaliu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好安抚的一句话。&lt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;不要想就不会想家，不会想家就能专心念书&lt;/span&gt;&gt;。这应该是她要表达的意思吧....hmm....~深思~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不想家，感觉怪怪的。想家，感觉酸酸的。 *confused*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真希望快点开学。等不及上学，等不及交朋友，等不及尝试，等不及一切。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;算算日子，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我已经放假快要&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;一年&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还在念书的，羡慕我吧！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-2475353520405268510?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/2475353520405268510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=2475353520405268510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/2475353520405268510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/2475353520405268510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='一通电话'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-7321341520955250637</id><published>2008-08-30T21:19:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T22:49:10.044+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysian Carnival 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Selamat Merdeka 51 !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We celebrate national day too!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SLmyknLRepI/AAAAAAAAAYc/kFiCM97rNv8/s1600-h/DSC01908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SLmyknLRepI/AAAAAAAAAYc/kFiCM97rNv8/s320/DSC01908.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240415983483583122" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Early this morning, we headed all the way to Tun Abdul Razak Research Centre at Brickendonbury to celebrate this momentous occasion of Malaysia's 51th independence. Not only did we take 15mins tube and an hour car ride to this place, we also spent quite some money at the carnival. I quite love my country, eh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SLmyfdulX6I/AAAAAAAAAX0/TGzTeeVU57M/s1600-h/DSC01857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SLmyfdulX6I/AAAAAAAAAX0/TGzTeeVU57M/s320/DSC01857.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240415895047987106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The crowd, the stalls, the food, the flag and most of all, the '&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;kiao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' and the '&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Manglish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' had simply built up the Malaysian atmosphere. Not to mention the weather, as you can see from the picture above, it's really &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;SuNNY&lt;/span&gt;!!! Almost got me to forget that I'm not in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SLmyfQS_IdI/AAAAAAAAAX8/qGYYo8MrydU/s1600-h/DSC01866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SLmyfQS_IdI/AAAAAAAAAX8/qGYYo8MrydU/s320/DSC01866.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240415891442573778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Know what?? There were various malaysian food selling at the stalls, and are often sold at very HIGH price.. *shake head* I think the people here really love satay.. Believe it or not, I queued for abt 30mins, just to get &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;15 satays for £12!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Not me, I helped someone to get it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SLmyfr3T8sI/AAAAAAAAAYE/GenlkKnxFhI/s1600-h/DSC01893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SLmyfr3T8sI/AAAAAAAAAYE/GenlkKnxFhI/s320/DSC01893.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240415898842690242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As it was near the ending, everyone's 'throwing' their food like hell.. the price dropped dramatically!! From 1 for £5, to 1 for £3, and eventually 2 for £5. I was helping my aunt's friend to sell her Soya Bean Milk and MAN, I really shouted my butt off like a freak to get the remaining sold out!! I am so proud of myself grabbing things at very cheap price during that time. 5 packages of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Maggi Mee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;£5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and my aunt got a basket of fruits for £1. HAHAHA.. So happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-74e0449d704b4b33" 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://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D74e0449d704b4b33%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330113619%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D78446C0DC443D9C07253E79DC8DA21C90BCF2CFF.39EFDFE2D2D212729A3E9874B4FFE826E2087F28%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D74e0449d704b4b33%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Df3nv8WI-oFkU0vdbd13UeC0SLzw&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://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D74e0449d704b4b33%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330113619%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D78446C0DC443D9C07253E79DC8DA21C90BCF2CFF.39EFDFE2D2D212729A3E9874B4FFE826E2087F28%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D74e0449d704b4b33%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Df3nv8WI-oFkU0vdbd13UeC0SLzw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*skip the raffle (lucky draw) and various programmes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SLmyflyy6aI/AAAAAAAAAYM/zEoT8LZetWA/s1600-h/DSC01914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SLmyflyy6aI/AAAAAAAAAYM/zEoT8LZetWA/s320/DSC01914.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240415897213135266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SLmyf1LQWII/AAAAAAAAAYU/C0A35q-pOjc/s1600-h/DSC01910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SLmyf1LQWII/AAAAAAAAAYU/C0A35q-pOjc/s320/DSC01910.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240415901342259330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*UK has very beautiful countryside....love it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was really a lot of fun there. It's really nice to have met so many people there. There was a foochao lady approached to me and said,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Are you from Sibu?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.... bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;This is my first time here&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;.. bla bla bla...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Oh dear, it's so nice to meet people from the same place here&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;Then she murmured to me with grin on her face,&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;OHHH, no one knows what we're talking about.&lt;/span&gt;" hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;I went totally -_-"""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had quite a lot of spicy food today, fingers crossed, I don't want sore throat tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-7321341520955250637?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=74e0449d704b4b33&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/7321341520955250637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=7321341520955250637&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/7321341520955250637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/7321341520955250637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/08/malaysian-carnival-2008.html' title='Malaysian Carnival 2008'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SLmyknLRepI/AAAAAAAAAYc/kFiCM97rNv8/s72-c/DSC01908.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-296144774858172336</id><published>2008-08-25T10:38:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T14:11:53.550+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Devotional</title><content type='html'>I read this passage in the morning, and I felt that God spoke to my heart through the words. Take some time to read this, you may get something too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" class="devotionalLinks"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Foundation Of The Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_cphPrimary_RadioLinks"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_cphPrimary_AudioLinks"&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_cphPrimary_hlDownload" title="Download" href="http://rbcorg.httpsvc.vitalstreamcdn.com/rbcorg_vitalstream_com/odb/2008/08/odb-08-25-08.mp3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Read: Psalm 131&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;a id="ctl00_cphPrimary_hlGatewayVerse" title="Psalm 131" href="http://bible.gospelcom.net/bible?language=english&amp;amp;passage=Psalm+131" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div id="devoVerse" class="devotionalVerse"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Surely I have calmed and quieted my soul, like a weaned child with his mother&lt;/span&gt;.  ]—Psalm 131:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;         &lt;p&gt;The great cathedrals of Europe are not only breathtaking but intriguing in their architecture. Because their massive ceilings were too heavy for the walls to support, flying buttresses, or external extensions, were built to support the expansive roofs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Although we are “the temple of the living God” (2 Cor. 6:16), I wonder if we are not more like these cathedrals, with buttresses of external influences holding us up while we remain weak at the core. Pastors, friends, rules, books, and small groups are helpful to support and bolster our faith. But if we depend too heavily on them, they can actually distract us from developing a healthy heart for God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our heart is the place where God meets and relates to us personally. It’s where He allows us to respond to His correction. Spending time in His Word and in prayer opens the door for Him to interact with us at the deepest levels of our need and gives Him opportunities to comfort and convict. As we open our hearts to Him, He fans the flame of an intimate, life-changing relationship.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Authentic Christianity is the inside-out expression of this dynamic relationship with Jesus that provides the strength to live for His glory—regardless of what is happening on the outside!  — &lt;a href="http://www.rbc.org/bible-study/strength-for-the-journey/Joe-Stowell.aspx" title="Joe Stowell"&gt;Joe Stowell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;center&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Speak, O blessed Master,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In this quiet hour;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let me see Thy face, Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feel Thy touch of power. —&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" class="bold"&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you open your heart to the Savior, He opens your mind to His Word.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;/center&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml"&gt;http://www.rbc.org/odb/odb.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-296144774858172336?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/296144774858172336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=296144774858172336&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/296144774858172336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/296144774858172336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/08/devotional.html' title='Devotional'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-2526234885529456032</id><published>2008-08-20T10:25:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T15:22:24.232+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Royal Albert Hall --- BBC Proms</title><content type='html'>One of the highlights that I've done recently -- I went to BBC Proms at my ideal hall. Little did I know that this Proms does not mean the Proms with dance and party, but watching the orchestra live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Prom 45: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harvey, Messiaen &amp;amp; Varèse&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Tuesday&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;19 August&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;2008&lt;/em&gt; - 7:00PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BBC Scottish Symphony Orchestra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ilan Volkov&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;conductor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said, the hall is really HUGE, with this fantastic and fine structure inside the hall. The building is perfectly designed to modify the sound into better quality and transmit it to every part of the hall, acting like a big musical instrument. It is just like entering the 'electroacoustic' sound-world. No matter where you sit or stand, you will receive the same frequency as if you are standing in front of the stage. Photograph is not allowed in the hall, so if you want to see how it looks inside, kindly visit &lt;a href="http://www.royalalberthall.com/"&gt;www.royalalberthall.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great night listening to one of the greatest performance in Britain. Symphony Orchestra it is, &lt;span class="cald-definition"&gt;in which performing a long piece of music, usually with four movements. &lt;/span&gt;The concert features two works by one of the earliest pioneers of electronic music, and that was my first time listening to electronic music LIVE. Never did I know that Piano could perform in such way, nor that I know about how the electronic music is produced. It is really amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who enjoy Digital Surrounding Sound Effect, Royal Albert Hall is definitely the place that you are looking for.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.iqc.ca/~dstebila/pictures/2004/britain/photos/Royal_Albert_Hall.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKvvt_vae6I/AAAAAAAAAWk/7n2YqNpCg90/s1600-h/Royal_Albert_Hall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKvvt_vae6I/AAAAAAAAAWk/7n2YqNpCg90/s320/Royal_Albert_Hall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236542565231786914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Proms'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKvvt_vae6I/AAAAAAAAAWk/7n2YqNpCg90/s72-c/Royal_Albert_Hall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-4594774705804433615</id><published>2008-08-18T10:50:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T10:55:10.451+01:00</updated><title type='text'>空姐</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;她是马航空姐吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKlGjmvmK1I/AAAAAAAAAWE/iP3yjfBKrYQ/s1600-h/DSC01272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKlGjmvmK1I/AAAAAAAAAWE/iP3yjfBKrYQ/s320/DSC01272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235793619304459090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;记得当初，在古晋国际机场看到这一幕时，我傻眼了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心想， “有这么老的空姐吗？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-4594774705804433615?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKlGjmvmK1I/AAAAAAAAAWE/iP3yjfBKrYQ/s72-c/DSC01272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-6116298037768926628</id><published>2008-08-14T11:02:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T13:52:11.739+01:00</updated><title type='text'>---生活在伦敦一星期后之感言---</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;曾在马来西亚的报章上看到伦敦被誉为2007年世界之都。很想来吧，看看到底这所谓的世界之都长什么样子.....hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;这里的东西，说贵不贵，真的不贵。我每天吃的东西，在市场很少有卖超过3英镑，有的话，就是顶级食品。而且这里的购物商场，像我们古晋的Everise那种，真的什么都卖！从头到脚，你要什么有什么，除了鞋子。这里的人啊，非常讲究环保，在这种地方买东西给袋子是理所当然的，但是呢，他竟然跟我们收一个袋子5分钱，真够X的。如果你使用自己的袋子装东西，你可以得到更多的积分。还没说完！你如果要用手推车，必须先丢一块钱才能用，用完后才还给你。-.-" 我在想有谁要偷这种东西啊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;！（听我姐说有人就是花那一块把那手推车带回家拿来barbecue）&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;这里的人很爱走路。几乎去那里都是走路。不过呢，我走路已经习惯料。虽然说是夏天，不过气温还是保持在23度以下的。从来不曾流过半滴汗的！在这里，如果去party的话，看到主人都要抱抱，如果很熟，就要muaks左边，muaks右边。如果有别的客人，少少都要握手，抱抱。刚开始很不习惯的，不过我必须习惯。刚发现到我的初吻被一个4岁的小孩给夺走了！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;有些人很友善，有些人坏到极点！那天我去‘印度街’买东西。那卖东西的老板是肥肥，老老，看过去很肮脏的老头。排在我前面的人还钱时，他还会笑笑地说‘thank you, god bless’。看到我，表情顿时180度转变。算咯，我还钱了就走人。那东西的价格是1.67，我给他1.70。那个人收了之后就用凶巴巴的眼神看着我，然后我也看着他。他就很无奈的说，我没有3文钱！他X的，3文钱是马币2毛钱啊！干！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;还有，在这里，我变得非常依赖天气预报。出门之前一定要看看天气。这里天气预报的网站非常多，有时都不懂要根据哪一个。这里下雨不曾下超过30分钟，有时已经吊销出门的念头，转身后，雨又停了。真是又够‘新鲜’的！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;来到这里，才发现原来很多东西没比想象中来的美好。幸好我有姐姐，阿姨，还有几位cousin在这里，感谢神。接下来还要不断充实自己，去图书馆借书看，还有去别的城市玩...xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;因为，我来得太早了！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-2723088686964733245</id><published>2008-08-14T10:05:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T10:59:20.848+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I go out play play!! -- cousin's visit</title><content type='html'>I only get to go out to these tourist destination after a week in London. My cousin from Sunderland arrived London with her friend from Sibu, that's why I had the opportunity. I am a super saver, so I didn't really spend a penny to visit these area besides transport fee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.8.08&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natural and History Musuem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Admission free!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought this is where the movie 'Night At the Musuem' was filmed. I kept promoting this museum to my cousin and convinced my sister to bring us there, and I turned up so lame when we arrived. Little did I know they are not fond of musuem, that kind of bored them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP4FmMgCRI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Cozh5BALAWw/s1600-h/DSC01550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234299966970661138" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP4FmMgCRI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Cozh5BALAWw/s320/DSC01550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oxford Street&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP4AQqctGI/AAAAAAAAAUs/VZlatphuCrg/s1600-h/DSC01593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234299875291346018" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP4AQqctGI/AAAAAAAAAUs/VZlatphuCrg/s320/DSC01593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP4AqMHaZI/AAAAAAAAAU0/N92wei6fqGs/s1600-h/DSC01596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234299882143443346" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP4AqMHaZI/AAAAAAAAAU0/N92wei6fqGs/s320/DSC01596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Royal Albert Hall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this hall so much. It is drop-dead gorgeous. I have been wanting to visit this since I know it's existence. It is just opposite Royal College of Music (RCM), the sch I wanted to enter, and behind Imperial College London. It is now having a daily BBC proms at night but I guess you need a partner who can dance. I am so afraid of sia-soi-ng here.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP4Atq3nAI/AAAAAAAAAU8/mPQec2A8ofE/s1600-h/DSC01567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234299883077737474" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP4Atq3nAI/AAAAAAAAAU8/mPQec2A8ofE/s320/DSC01567.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13.8.08&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trafalgar Square - National Gallery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP4AsCFtSI/AAAAAAAAAVE/SgfTjHsux4A/s1600-h/DSC01605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234299882638259490" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP4AsCFtSI/AAAAAAAAAVE/SgfTjHsux4A/s320/DSC01605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP4AwmYZxI/AAAAAAAAAVM/OGWf2gYuyO0/s1600-h/DSC01628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234299883864221458" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP4AwmYZxI/AAAAAAAAAVM/OGWf2gYuyO0/s320/DSC01628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buckingham Palace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234306315950131458" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP93J_KiQI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Ny5d6arm9CA/s320/DSC01670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Queen Victoria Memorial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234306306587901266" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP92nHCPVI/AAAAAAAAAVs/qpdAnx7woGo/s320/DSC01666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dont know what this called. There were quite a number of this type of people. I'm not sure if they feel comfortable because camera can't stop snapping. There was even a long queue for taking photo with them. They couldn't have any facial expression whatever happens, but they do march occasionaly to warm up. Almost all of them look young in teenage, and the elder ones could walk around, observing them. Quite pity huh.. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP3m45amEI/AAAAAAAAAUE/N_q0B74zKfE/s1600-h/DSC01643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234299439414941762" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP3m45amEI/AAAAAAAAAUE/N_q0B74zKfE/s320/DSC01643.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;St. James Park&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP3nNTX5tI/AAAAAAAAAUM/pCJefr_txv0/s1600-h/DSC01662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234299444892526290" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP3nNTX5tI/AAAAAAAAAUM/pCJefr_txv0/s320/DSC01662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Big Ben &amp;amp; Houses of Parliament&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP3nPouwYI/AAAAAAAAAUU/e7fYfZ1bG-I/s1600-h/DSC01681.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234299445518975362" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP3nPouwYI/AAAAAAAAAUU/e7fYfZ1bG-I/s320/DSC01681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tower Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP3nZrbn5I/AAAAAAAAAUc/m4IZkDHL5uE/s1600-h/DSC01698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234299448214658962" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP3nZrbn5I/AAAAAAAAAUc/m4IZkDHL5uE/s320/DSC01698.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don't know what this called either! This is the building I like the most. It is so attractive that I couldn't get my eyes off it everytime I look at it. It's quite a pity that we couldn't find it's exact location, so I took a picture from a distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP3nY3IUAI/AAAAAAAAAUk/w39xWoDckys/s1600-h/DSC01714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234299447995289602" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP3nY3IUAI/AAAAAAAAAUk/w39xWoDckys/s320/DSC01714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Touring around London can be really fascinating. The tourist attractions in London are always filled up. You could heard a lot of different languages around you when you are in London, and that's what make it a massive and multi-nation city.. 3 years I will be here, so wait up.. I will be there. &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/7642101760436045589-2723088686964733245?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/2723088686964733245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=2723088686964733245&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/2723088686964733245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/2723088686964733245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-go-out-play-play-cousins-visit.html' title='I go out play play!! -- cousin&apos;s visit'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SKP4FmMgCRI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Cozh5BALAWw/s72-c/DSC01550.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-968906131311774317</id><published>2008-08-10T12:08:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T07:11:13.581+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday dinner</title><content type='html'>Aunt's friends, Iris, was really hospitable to invite us over her place at North London to have barbecue dinner. There wasn't a single person who came without holding present on their hands. I guess it's the tradition over here. So, we grabbed a pot plant for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt had been very kind to offer her three pair of hands. So we had to take early tube and bus there, and it was only 3pm when we arrived. The place around there is very pretty. Here are some photos of Goldens Green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232847543854188594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJ7PHcc0SDI/AAAAAAAAARs/7tlOQ3AqrrM/s320/DSC01493.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232847520141969890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJ7PGEHYieI/AAAAAAAAARk/cqw4EZeBNYA/s320/DSC01491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were almost 20 of us in the house. Most of us didn't know each other. We couldn't help but squeezing around as the house is way too small for such amount of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we did is to help around in her kitchen. The kitchen is pathetically small, and that's why restaurant business over here never goes bankrupt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232847547323984562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJ7PHpYFKrI/AAAAAAAAAR8/pTtUj1izXyQ/s320/DSC01515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We made these satays all by ourselves and that was my first time making satay. I was told that it costs minimum 1 pound for just a single stick. I told myself if I ever go unemployed in the future, why not come to Britain and sell satay? Oh goody, they love satay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232850300368466450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJ7Rn5RCMhI/AAAAAAAAASc/NZ3fFpDrpZg/s320/DSC01504.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Despite that first time, I had the opportunity to taste Angmo's ABC for the first time as well. The lady below is from Germany. She was damn funny and the kitchen was filled with laughter the moment she made her ABC while me, making my chinese tea. I also learnt that not only chinese have this particular way of calling the westerners(Angmo), we are called something like 'cheng cheong' from their mouth too. And it definitely doesn't mean any good if you hear it here.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232847547075554530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJ7PHoc2bOI/AAAAAAAAASE/XTJrzJ1rsOA/s320/DSC01519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJ7PR1rqa_I/AAAAAAAAASM/ppPmyJLQqE4/s1600-h/DSC01520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232847722426035186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJ7PR1rqa_I/AAAAAAAAASM/ppPmyJLQqE4/s320/DSC01520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The houses here are in the typical English style. It is often very quiet and safe in the residential area.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232847548952147090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJ7PHvcQ9JI/AAAAAAAAAR0/e4JnMX7Uo_8/s320/DSC01512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJ7PSAg_EeI/AAAAAAAAASU/OI1nqMANfZ8/s1600-h/DSC01527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232847725334041058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJ7PSAg_EeI/AAAAAAAAASU/OI1nqMANfZ8/s320/DSC01527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sky was dark when we made our move back. When I say it's dark, you know what time it is. It was raining heavy and the strong wind hit on your face under that condition definitely doesn't feel nice. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I woke up at 7am this morning. Very Happy. A very comforting improvement. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-968906131311774317?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/968906131311774317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=968906131311774317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/968906131311774317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/968906131311774317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/08/saturday-dinner.html' title='Saturday dinner'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJ7PHcc0SDI/AAAAAAAAARs/7tlOQ3AqrrM/s72-c/DSC01493.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-6505129502358792930</id><published>2008-08-10T11:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T13:44:33.435+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The most recent me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232857313935013586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJ7YAI1mttI/AAAAAAAAASk/5AyaXBBKGGU/s320/DSC01486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the place I go almost everyday----- Camden Town&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJ7YKS_iwlI/AAAAAAAAATM/f-2khTDLR2c/s1600-h/DSC01477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232857488459743826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJ7YKS_iwlI/AAAAAAAAATM/f-2khTDLR2c/s320/DSC01477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My School----- University College London (UCL)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232857335832220994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJ7YBaaTlUI/AAAAAAAAASs/M1d2pUeylV4/s320/DSC01441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232857333892707666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJ7YBTL49VI/AAAAAAAAAS0/ICj8GMH8LIs/s320/DSC01444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UCL Hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJ7YBlwlfQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/cMWsBYGkMp4/s1600-h/DSC01450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232857338878459138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJ7YBlwlfQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/cMWsBYGkMp4/s320/DSC01450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The corridor from the place I live. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJ7YBnwjiAI/AAAAAAAAATE/ijiAtf6bJl8/s1600-h/DSC01470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232857339415201794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJ7YBnwjiAI/AAAAAAAAATE/ijiAtf6bJl8/s320/DSC01470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The church I went this morning ----- All Souls Church (the one in the middle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232868504401189138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJ7iLgkpmRI/AAAAAAAAATU/iqQ4uw9eJvE/s320/DSC01539.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oxford Street ----- well-known for shopping&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232868511226811442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJ7iL6AAVDI/AAAAAAAAATc/jJG6KqUYmPY/s320/DSC01540.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-6505129502358792930?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/6505129502358792930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=6505129502358792930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/6505129502358792930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/6505129502358792930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/08/most-recent-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJ7YAI1mttI/AAAAAAAAASk/5AyaXBBKGGU/s72-c/DSC01486.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-444580436873529737</id><published>2008-08-07T06:54:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:52:25.670+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 - Regents Park</title><content type='html'>Let's the photos speak out my heart. I'm lazy to type right now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it took us approximately 15 minutes walk from aunt's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJqQKZTISLI/AAAAAAAAAQc/oBtfOHJEJKU/s1600-h/DSC01378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231652425408465074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJqQKZTISLI/AAAAAAAAAQc/oBtfOHJEJKU/s320/DSC01378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJqQKpx3xOI/AAAAAAAAAQk/DFkM3mff4Og/s1600-h/DSC01382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231652429832373474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJqQKpx3xOI/AAAAAAAAAQk/DFkM3mff4Og/s320/DSC01382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJqQKnTjy1I/AAAAAAAAAQs/87fG1ugBUB8/s1600-h/DSC01383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231652429168364370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJqQKnTjy1I/AAAAAAAAAQs/87fG1ugBUB8/s320/DSC01383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJqQKm1hoqI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/mm06wDOMbIM/s1600-h/DSC01390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231652429042393762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJqQKm1hoqI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/mm06wDOMbIM/s320/DSC01390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJqQKr-0rCI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/mVIQd8JbdJ4/s1600-h/DSC01396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231652430423567394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJqQKr-0rCI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/mVIQd8JbdJ4/s320/DSC01396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJqQTzeRrcI/AAAAAAAAARE/4bjkTyqx7Qk/s1600-h/DSC01398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231652587053362626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJqQTzeRrcI/AAAAAAAAARE/4bjkTyqx7Qk/s320/DSC01398.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJqQUAUN9AI/AAAAAAAAARM/LgfanUI-D5g/s1600-h/DSC01403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231652590500836354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJqQUAUN9AI/AAAAAAAAARM/LgfanUI-D5g/s320/DSC01403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJqQUTS5saI/AAAAAAAAARc/UH8RlVrBr0Y/s1600-h/DSC01416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231652595595588002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJqQUTS5saI/AAAAAAAAARc/UH8RlVrBr0Y/s320/DSC01416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJqQUJv6b5I/AAAAAAAAARU/O03qjwtBBQg/s1600-h/DSC01404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231652593032916882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJqQUJv6b5I/AAAAAAAAARU/O03qjwtBBQg/s320/DSC01404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's a very huge park. It covers almost 1/9 of central London map. We got back at 7pm, when the sky was still bright, like our 5pm. It only turns dark at 9pm, and bright again at 5am. I woke up at 6am again today, not because I was cheated again by the sun, but I'm an early bird. It's Good we don't have rooster around the area, we don't want to hear their crow so early eh? *grin*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today's plan: A small part of the City. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-444580436873529737?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/444580436873529737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=444580436873529737&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/444580436873529737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/444580436873529737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-1-regents-park.html' title='Day 1 - Regents Park'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJqQKZTISLI/AAAAAAAAAQc/oBtfOHJEJKU/s72-c/DSC01378.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-7217650796934982100</id><published>2008-08-05T21:52:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:52:41.251+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia-UK</title><content type='html'>It was late when I finally finished packing. Last minute packing was indeed, indescribably pathetic. So for those who have not left Kch yet, please pack couple days before if you don't want last minute rush. By the time I was settled and done with my last post, the clock had struck 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart was heavy and sleep was short, I woke up at 4am to prepare. The airport was quiet when we arrived. Our luggage, 50kg... definitely exceeded the maximum weight allowance -- 20kg per person.. but, we passed the officer.. Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;I was convinced later that night, not to feel hard as I know this is meant for something bigger, and so did I not crying. And then we went in the departure lounge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 hours flight wasn't that bad to me. We were lucky there wasn't a lot of passengers so we had the opportunity to enjoy a row of seats. The flight was OK overall despite some really rude steward and stewardess, made me doubt how Malaysia Airlines got voted the most friendly cabin crew in 2007.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We were 20 minutes earlier than the estimated time when we arrived Britain's territorial airspace. Knw What ?? I guess Heathrow Airport was having traffic jam that time? We were informed to fly above the airport for 10 minutes before landing. I thought we were the only plane doing that, but if u took a closer look, you could notice that there were 3 or 4 planes doing that too. All of sudden, that looked like we were having some sort of city above the sky like the ones we watch on tv. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were announced landing. I was amazed by the structure of the city looking from the sky before landing. London Heathrow airport is REALLY big!!!! 5 terminals! I didn't take any photo though. Everyone was running so I didnt want to be a freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taste some photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJlELqqTR_I/AAAAAAAAAQE/0RqgS3oNQIk/s1600-h/DSC01362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231287409388505074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJlELqqTR_I/AAAAAAAAAQE/0RqgS3oNQIk/s320/DSC01362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJlELg_4NsI/AAAAAAAAAQM/dddUCENswXA/s1600-h/DSC01367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231287406794651330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJlELg_4NsI/AAAAAAAAAQM/dddUCENswXA/s320/DSC01367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJlEL3t_ZJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/_ysimm-q_HU/s1600-h/DSC01375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231287412893639826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJlEL3t_ZJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/_ysimm-q_HU/s320/DSC01375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-7217650796934982100?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/7217650796934982100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=7217650796934982100&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/7217650796934982100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/7217650796934982100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/08/malaysia-uk.html' title='Malaysia-UK'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SJlELqqTR_I/AAAAAAAAAQE/0RqgS3oNQIk/s72-c/DSC01362.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-2363453238894592291</id><published>2008-08-04T16:47:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:52:53.323+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hardest thing to do</title><content type='html'>UK, my dream country, my dream world. Few months back I was still hoping the day would come fast. I had been dreaming of things that I would do in that place, thinking of what to bring over.... It all started from a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From looking for Uni to booking the ticket, I am now already standing right in front of the boarding gate. Time will not wait for any of us, for just a second and for any reason. It just flies without notice. And by the time you realise it, it is time for farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I should be excited right now.. I thought I should be thrilled. I told myself before I will not feel anything but feeling happy to leave for the place I have been wanting for. But it seems I couldn't hind my feelings right now but to express it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mixture of excited and sadness it is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time comes nearer, happiness seems fading away. My heart is as heavy as I am carrying a big hard stone in my body. It's not the place that I have been living for donkey years.. It's my beloved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES.. the hardest thing to do is not to leave Kuching, but to leave my family and buddies here. After all, they are the one who are playing a very important role in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do anything now but to be strong and face the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living my life and growing up healthy are what I can do as a return to my parents over here. I will live happy and live a good man over there so dont you guys worry! Words can't explain how much I miss you and love you all even though I do not normally say it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I leave,&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I need to enjoy the last few hours in my room. I will miss my personal queen-sized bed and personal washroom.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Adios*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-2363453238894592291?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/2363453238894592291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=2363453238894592291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/2363453238894592291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/2363453238894592291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/08/hardest-thing-to-do.html' title='The Hardest thing to do'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-7901681023220207899</id><published>2008-08-02T03:35:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:53:03.170+01:00</updated><title type='text'>To Liancy</title><content type='html'>在念书的朋友，十之八九在自己的不落格都离不开滴下自己的学习状况。朋友们的不落格，尤其是莲芝的‘&lt;a href="http://pinkladdie.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-unforeseen-future.html"&gt;my unforseen future&lt;/a&gt;’ ，值得深思。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: Liancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;首先，你提到‘&lt;strong&gt;烦&lt;/strong&gt;’和‘&lt;strong&gt;regret&lt;/strong&gt;’。我怀疑有谁在进大学的第一年不回提到这两个字。因为所接触到的东西已属某方面的专业，与中学的课程大有不同，所以刚开始会觉得烦。再加上很多很多的assignment，不烦都难！至于regret, 你越接触那些因为某某原因而转系的人，你越会觉得自己到底是不是选对了科系。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#339999;"&gt;[one student from CM has switch to QS..and i ask him y...he told me actually tis and actually tat..and make the regret feeling stronger a bit...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;千万别让他人的思想而左右你的决定。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;[i'm trying to convince myself not to think abt the REGRET word...and pretending how much i love my own course]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;前面一句是好的！&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not to think abt the REGRET word！！&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 但是后面一句，你根本就不需要去pretend。别忘了你心里是怎么告诉你，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[actually i just only feel it's so interesting..construction man!! Everytime i passed the construction site in kch..i was thinking like..how ppl do tat? playing LEGO~ OMG....]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这代表你对这个科系并非没兴趣。兴趣可以慢慢培养。在学习的过程，你将会慢慢领悟。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再来，不管他人怎样想！有人要‘哇’，有人要‘哈！’就让他们去吧。你是为别人而活吗？相信&lt;strong&gt;‘行行出状元’&lt;/strong&gt;这句话。也记住‘&lt;strong&gt;柳暗花明又一春’&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;（用对了吗？）&lt;/span&gt;。任何东西都是经过磨炼出来的才显得耀眼，但是最重要还是要经得起考验。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然我还没真正入学，但我知道这将会是很艰难的一条路。我也不是百分百喜欢我选的科目，但是我还是会拼了！我一直告诉我自己， 再困难我也要&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;毕业&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;！所以你一定也要&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;毕业&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;！将来成为CONSTRUCTION MANAGER！！ NOT CHEIF MINISTER。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i owes rmb wat michelle told me&lt;br /&gt;BE PROUD OF WHAT U HV CHOSEN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;切记！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最后，祝你马到功成！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-7901681023220207899?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/7901681023220207899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=7901681023220207899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/7901681023220207899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/7901681023220207899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-liancy.html' title='To Liancy'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-2262620197301838962</id><published>2008-07-31T14:33:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:53:13.478+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady</title><content type='html'>To some extend, I have to agree women always think they are right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Whatever..!! Since they have special excuse once a month and almost all of them don't know how to control their emotion. The one who loses her temper easily during this certain period could only be grouped in &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;'gang of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that ladies are likely to lose their temper during that certain period no matter how patient they are in their individual life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some even think that they have no wrong to behave rough because men should excuse them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;.. why don't you murder your boss during that period and claim that you are having tough time?? Sounds ridiculous huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies who are reading this, please control yourself even though you are in your menstrual period. We know you are having tough time but you are definitely making the people around you tougher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do not affect other people because of your mood &amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do not lose your mood because other's mistake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A smile on your face could easily make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; day better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{ If you are a lady, and you feel so angry reading this, you should definitely hold your feelings and think back. We don't want anyone here to join 'gang of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;' now, do we?? }&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-2262620197301838962?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/2262620197301838962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=2262620197301838962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/2262620197301838962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/2262620197301838962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/07/lady.html' title='Lady'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-1791980333463023466</id><published>2008-07-31T13:54:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:54:14.387+01:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;.Blank.&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mind goes &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;blank&lt;/span&gt;. Time is near. Not packing yet. Lazy to do it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mind told me it feels helpless. Time is getting &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;lesser&lt;/span&gt;. Not preparing yet. How to start?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mind start wondering. Is it too long? 2 years. I have to stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mind is empty now. It has been quite some time. Not update yet. Nothing to post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Day left to fly: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&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/7642101760436045589-1791980333463023466?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/1791980333463023466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=1791980333463023466&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/1791980333463023466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/1791980333463023466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/07/blank.html' title='&gt;.Blank.&lt;'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-3856335591233126218</id><published>2008-07-27T15:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:54:35.796+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Off Again</title><content type='html'>I will off to Sibu tomorrow. Will be back on Wednesday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-3856335591233126218?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/3856335591233126218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=3856335591233126218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/3856335591233126218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/3856335591233126218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/07/off-again.html' title='Off Again'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-3069169598133661750</id><published>2008-07-25T09:59:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:54:45.007+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My sister's a Freak~!!</title><content type='html'>Know What ?? My elder sister is a freak! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLEAN FREAK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can't stop doing housework like &lt;em&gt;'Nanley'&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(my grandpa's maid),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; whenever she is free at home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe that she actually vacuum the house like, almost &lt;strong&gt;Everday&lt;/strong&gt;?? Gosh.. I am sweating for her. Lucky her future husband will have a clean house and could save some pocket money from hiring a maid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my house is practically under &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Dust-Free&lt;/span&gt; Condition right now... Believe it or not.. I can even feel the scent of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;~nature~&lt;/span&gt; in my living room.. Darn.. My house has never been so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;CLEAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; before! I will perhaps, have her to train my wife in the future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually going to post a photo of her cleaning the house but she kind of not wearing the right length and size of cloth at home so,.... you know, I don't want to cause anyone nosebleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;....hehehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-3069169598133661750?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/3069169598133661750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=3069169598133661750&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/3069169598133661750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/3069169598133661750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-sisters-freak.html' title='My sister&apos;s a Freak~!!'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-9153616306861633670</id><published>2008-07-22T14:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:13:35.544Z</updated><title type='text'>K.K. Day 2 -- Rafting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;First of all, let me briefly describe rafting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SIXswuJiznI/AAAAAAAAAPI/fn6XsQjILDQ/s1600-h/rafting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225843264399265394" style="CURSOR: hand" height="141" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SIXswuJiznI/AAAAAAAAAPI/fn6XsQjILDQ/s320/rafting.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'' &lt;strong&gt;Rafting&lt;/strong&gt; is a challenging recreational activity utilizing a raft to navigate a river or other bodies of water. This is usually done on whitewater or different degrees of rough water, in order to thrill and excite the raft passengers. The development of this activity as a leisure sport has become popular since the mid 1970s. ''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rafting"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rafting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as we were back from Manuka Island that day, we got ourselves registered at Borneo Tour agency which involved water rafting on the next day. As beginners, we challenged the level3,4 rafting (turned out not even hard) cause the officer was insistent that my cousin and I look strong. Without much hesitation, we signed the package. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;(Note that if you are travelling in Malaysia, there is a special rate for malaysian. So be smart.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 8 of us in a team. And, coincidentally, 8 of us are going to England. The boy in orange claimed he has got the conditional offer from Oxford University and his girlfriend happens to be firm to King's College London. See how smart they are eh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SIhn-y3TEVI/AAAAAAAAAPo/S58zyXHXRA4/s1600-h/CIMG5863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226541696066720082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SIhn-y3TEVI/AAAAAAAAAPo/S58zyXHXRA4/s320/CIMG5863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SIhn-2zNabI/AAAAAAAAAPg/3LUILl54bd4/s1600-h/CIMG5862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226541697123314098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SIhn-2zNabI/AAAAAAAAAPg/3LUILl54bd4/s320/CIMG5862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I especially like this couple sitting beside us. ( Oh didn't I mention all of them are couple besides me and my cousin? This man thought we were couple too.. well yea, my cousin does look younger with that haircut) I learnt that Malay get offended if you use index finger to do pointing, and I could see this guy couldn't help it. His wife had to slap his finger whenever his index finger's up and forced hm to use the thumb. So funny.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So we took about 4 hours coach ride to the train station. Is this like the first railway in East Malaysia? and it looks like this! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SIhoRMp-kVI/AAAAAAAAAPw/kr8NHC9OQZE/s1600-h/CIMG5879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226542012227817810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SIhoRMp-kVI/AAAAAAAAAPw/kr8NHC9OQZE/s320/CIMG5879.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Wow, that is really 'new' eh?? That British lady even asked me to take a photo of it as she has never seen this before in England. Another tick to Malaysia's technology. .. It's maximum speed is 30km/h, as we were told, so no worries if you miss the train, you can always catch up with it in a minute or so. *grin*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SIhoRbbYyCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/TSwSaD0qRro/s1600-h/CIMG5878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226542016193153058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SIhoRbbYyCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/TSwSaD0qRro/s320/CIMG5878.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The full force of our rafting team! Pop that champagne we completed the 18km, 3.5 hours rafting, and no capsizing at all. The depth of the river is said to be 8m. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I really enjoyed it a lot. It was really fun, thrilling and full of excitement, though it's tiring. To those who haven't tried this before, please do it at least once in your lifetime. I would never hesitate to do it again in the future, the only condition is at the river with clearer water..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;:) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-9153616306861633670?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/9153616306861633670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=9153616306861633670&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/9153616306861633670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/9153616306861633670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/07/kk-day-2-rafting.html' title='K.K. Day 2 -- Rafting'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SIXswuJiznI/AAAAAAAAAPI/fn6XsQjILDQ/s72-c/rafting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-8992109935198118179</id><published>2008-07-21T22:32:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:55:06.967+01:00</updated><title type='text'>送饭记</title><content type='html'>今天回了老母校，&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;三小&lt;/span&gt;一趟。常人回母校不是探访，接送儿女，无聊闲逛&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;（有这种人吗？）&lt;/span&gt;就是&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;送饭&lt;/span&gt;！而我今去，就属&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;第四&lt;/span&gt;！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;由于三小在前些日子招偷窃案，保安方面故此加强许多。校方规定，不到&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;12:45pm&lt;/span&gt;,校门就只许车辆驶出，不许进入！苦命的家长们只得在校门外等候。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我到校的时候，校门还未开。我便手里拿着一饭盒，到侧门等候。在那里排队的不是Aunty，就是还未上学的小孩。我便是唯一一个年龄较小的送饭翁。我一到哪里，就涌进人潮中，理所当然地站在最前线！（别忘了小学道德课本里学到&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;大让小&lt;/span&gt;的道理）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;等久了，开始觉得乏味，耳朵便开始吸收从身边传来的声音。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;“你的小孩子还没进小学，你还得受个六年了........"&lt;br /&gt;“.........”&lt;br /&gt;“对咯，你得多大了？............”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在过去的旅游里，我学习主动。毕竟身在他方，在人生地不熟的环境下，就得向人问路，跟其他同是旅游者谈话等。不过站在那里，我根本不想讲话，因为没有话题。拜托！我还没有加入你们&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,102,0)"&gt;这一行&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{ 那时心里只想着赶快把饭送完然后走人 }&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间将近，守门员动身开门了。人潮也自然地往入口逼近。这时开始觉得很&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;挤&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[门一开]，身旁似乎有左、右道士在喊 &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;‘冲啊’&lt;/span&gt;！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;‘ 这一幕犹如当年在一个一中演说会上，讲员播的那一段新加坡短篇。妈妈们（我外）蜂涌似冲进校园。’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当时的我，是在最前端。没想到还没走两三步，我竟被一位老娘迎头赶上。干的，跑那么快干啥~ 原本上第一个楼梯时还看得到她，不过上第二个时连她的尾巴都看不到了。真是的，在赶啥呀？？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;上楼的同时，随身望了经过的班级，没有一位老师不是没有拿着&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;藤鞭&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;的。可想，现今的学生是怎么得跟当年不同。而且3/4都属&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;年轻的老师&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;，难道现今的大马师训课程里都在教老师使用藤编吗？&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;深思... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到了我弟的班级。哇靠，刚刚那追我的老娘也是送饭给&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;六青&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;班的。管她的，跑得快不证明你的焦比我长！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不懂是我模仿他人还是怎样，我也顺手把饭盒从&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;窗口&lt;/span&gt;传入给我弟，完全无视教师的存在（很无礼吧）。同时，几乎一半的学生都在注视着我。惨！抢了老师的镜头~ {暗爽}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;终于，任务完成！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-8992109935198118179?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/8992109935198118179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=8992109935198118179&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/8992109935198118179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/8992109935198118179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_20.html' title='送饭记'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-4581592360148691775</id><published>2008-07-20T10:54:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:55:17.343+01:00</updated><title type='text'>~What the heck~</title><content type='html'>I wanted to update more about my K.K trip but there are so many things recently happening around me which keep holding me back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to do with this. It is definitely beyond my capability. I can only sit still and watch the elders. They are basically our only hope now! Hope, Faith, Power, Strength, Wisdom are with you guys.. Just Go for it, we have your back covered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget, we have experienced this before.. We are so much stronger than before. So, Just Go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep praying, praying and praying.. Hope this will be over soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-4581592360148691775?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/4581592360148691775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=4581592360148691775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/4581592360148691775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/4581592360148691775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-heck.html' title='~What the heck~'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-1500963378578499304</id><published>2008-07-18T13:01:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:55:30.631+01:00</updated><title type='text'>吸钱傻妞！！</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;笨傻妞！！ 摊开了还不是为了钱！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;人，可是为了钱什么都做得出的动物。尤其是烂女人...... 我才不相信你会‘爱’~ 是为钱而爱吧！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;说出来我都替你丢脸~.~ 说到勾引，你最棒！说到演习，你应改不赖！臭女人，别让我接近你。我怕你那狐狸骚味会令我吐！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;说穿了还不只是一个贪财贪利，只会演习的狐狸精！ 臭女人！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;~世界因你而黑暗~&lt;/span&gt; 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Trip Day 1 &amp; Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;'o'yeah~ K.K is wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, this is also a last minute plan! It turned out really fun though. My cousin and I ! She likes travelling, and so do I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will of course start with the food again! I think K.K. is especially famous for seafood, so we did allocate some time to try out the seafood there on the last day. (Nothing special on the first few days though)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fish Noodle. 4 stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SH89On3ji7I/AAAAAAAAANA/g4SiZRIJh2Q/s1600-h/DSC01241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223961414202526642" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" height="250" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SH89On3ji7I/AAAAAAAAANA/g4SiZRIJh2Q/s320/DSC01241.jpg" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Steam Prawn. 5 stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SH89O0ZV-EI/AAAAAAAAANI/rW2etaa9wnI/s1600-h/DSC01244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223961417565468738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SH89O0ZV-EI/AAAAAAAAANI/rW2etaa9wnI/s320/DSC01244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Steam ??Fish. It is a kind of Africa fish I guess.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SH89PKF4FVI/AAAAAAAAANQ/-cS3Otq5Cuk/s1600-h/DSC01248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223961423389398354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SH89PKF4FVI/AAAAAAAAANQ/-cS3Otq5Cuk/s320/DSC01248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Day 1--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manuka Island&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very pretty island. Absolutely Beautiful. It is only about 40mins boat ride from K.K Jetty. We took off from the jetty at 10 and arrived there around 1040. It was a old fashion kind of boat with motor installed, so it's fun to ride on it. The splashing and strong wind hit on my face actually made the whole journey-feels stronger. Yes, I'm on vacation!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the boat was approaching into the island, you could roughly see the pretty structure of it. Man, I was completely drown in it's beauty when we arrived, and before I actually stepped on it. Really... Gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at these photos!! Fishes everywhere at where we landed. They are really pretty! Not afraid of human, cause we like to feed them! :) I just can't think of a second where cameras stopped snapping! Some even have this water-proof camera where they shot underwater..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SH9FI6XvMEI/AAAAAAAAANY/RNbEigcglVE/s1600-h/DSC01160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223970112183152706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SH9FI6XvMEI/AAAAAAAAANY/RNbEigcglVE/s320/DSC01160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SH9FI0zgVII/AAAAAAAAANg/uzhUDdcSJ08/s1600-h/DSC01159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223970110689006722" style="WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" height="241" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SH9FI0zgVII/AAAAAAAAANg/uzhUDdcSJ08/s320/DSC01159.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The seashore was filled with hordes of tourists! They were either snorkelling or sun-bath! The island is also a good place for sea sports. Riding on Banana Boat, SeaWalking, Diving etc. [Something which cannot be done in Kuching Damai Beach]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't bring along changing clothes so end of story! No play, no gain, only pictures! Crappy! So we kind of walked around the whole island and discovered every single area.'' What else can we do? ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SH9LRnFkWkI/AAAAAAAAAN4/mj11tr1kL24/s1600-h/DSC01162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223976858695260738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SH9LRnFkWkI/AAAAAAAAAN4/mj11tr1kL24/s320/DSC01162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SH9LRZ53RaI/AAAAAAAAANw/eE-Pu0_IBvY/s1600-h/CIMG5842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223976855156508066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SH9LRZ53RaI/AAAAAAAAANw/eE-Pu0_IBvY/s320/CIMG5842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SH9LP5UlycI/AAAAAAAAANo/dWJtwdnPND8/s1600-h/CIMG5841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223976829230369218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SH9LP5UlycI/AAAAAAAAANo/dWJtwdnPND8/s320/CIMG5841.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SH9LRv2d0_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/pM7m1iFxgiM/s1600-h/DSC01163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223976861047837682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SH9LRv2d0_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/pM7m1iFxgiM/s320/DSC01163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SH9LR6bhn0I/AAAAAAAAAOI/K6jvwB-XC_A/s1600-h/DSC01171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223976863887630146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SH9LR6bhn0I/AAAAAAAAAOI/K6jvwB-XC_A/s320/DSC01171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SH89PKF4FVI/AAAAAAAAANQ/-cS3Otq5Cuk/s1600-h/DSC01248.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SH9MroomJII/AAAAAAAAAOQ/LBlgT5I9S7U/s1600-h/DSC01174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223978405298840706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SH9MroomJII/AAAAAAAAAOQ/LBlgT5I9S7U/s320/DSC01174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So, I think I should definitely go back again some other day. Holding a Borneo Tour in UK is what I have in my mind right now, so hang on in there my future friend!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-4672599144992994408?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/4672599144992994408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=4672599144992994408&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/4672599144992994408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/4672599144992994408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/07/kk-trip-day-1-food.html' title='K.K. Trip Day 1 &amp; Food'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SH89On3ji7I/AAAAAAAAANA/g4SiZRIJh2Q/s72-c/DSC01241.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-3186382808210259476</id><published>2008-07-12T03:18:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:13:40.505Z</updated><title type='text'>Bako National Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My cousin and I felt a little adventurous that day. So, we decided to head off to Bako National Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we row the boat all the way to Bako... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221963766364228290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHgkYNwZysI/AAAAAAAAAMY/WPvck3ozNYQ/s320/CIMG5838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and saw this little creature on the boat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221963491114356162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHgkIMXuDcI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/636uW74V9MQ/s320/DSC01036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we passed by this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221955044722444978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHgccjG9irI/AAAAAAAAAKY/HD3Imiy-oSQ/s320/DSC01038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and this......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221955046148774130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHgccobBmPI/AAAAAAAAAKg/07DtLWwc9vc/s320/DSC01057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and then we arrived after our hard work rowing the boat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221958020709546450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHgfJxhk-dI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Xz9kHvwhq2E/s320/CIMG5833.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;after we registered at the counter, we had to passed by this forest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221955049003072274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHgcczDiuxI/AAAAAAAAAKo/GHI1nfA5bvI/s320/DSC01058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and start looking for monkeys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221964361335430434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHgk62Ml3SI/AAAAAAAAAMg/o0bVAptFL_E/s320/DSC01068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;no monkeys!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;then we continued walking.. climbing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221955540466407138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHgc5Z5iFuI/AAAAAAAAAK4/W7Xy48ULvps/s320/DSC01084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;until we arrived the edge of the cliff.. [Nice View behind] and took several photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221955552808533330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHgc6H4H_VI/AAAAAAAAALY/-IvHq6Gyk0s/s320/DSC01113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHgc5viHKqI/AAAAAAAAALI/_k2DgGLXEmk/s1600-h/DSC01110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221955546273753762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHgc5viHKqI/AAAAAAAAALI/_k2DgGLXEmk/s320/DSC01110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHgc5-fR8uI/AAAAAAAAALQ/fudXpZ0Oisk/s1600-h/DSC01111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221955550288409314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHgc5-fR8uI/AAAAAAAAALQ/fudXpZ0Oisk/s320/DSC01111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221955542059821666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHgc5f1bqmI/AAAAAAAAALA/FYOutaDRA9I/s320/DSC01105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;after that, we walked back and head to the other side, till we reached the end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221955932602468066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHgdQOuDhuI/AAAAAAAAALo/KaAgb9KoOqQ/s320/DSC01126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;after everything, we headed back to the registration counter to sign off. We were quite disappointed we didn't get to see a lot of monkeys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Till then,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Monkey's approach!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221961208283427298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHgiDUKaceI/AAAAAAAAAMI/St-aVuuAgBE/s320/DSC01130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The foreigners were so excited and began to snapping photos till they didnt realise their stuff were grabbed away.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and then, we came home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221955929267829410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHgdQCTA-qI/AAAAAAAAALw/lWFcOpbMV-k/s320/DSC01135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-3186382808210259476?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/3186382808210259476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=3186382808210259476&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/3186382808210259476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/3186382808210259476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/07/bako-national-park.html' title='Bako National Park'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHgkYNwZysI/AAAAAAAAAMY/WPvck3ozNYQ/s72-c/CIMG5838.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-5014488069863937905</id><published>2008-07-08T13:18:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:13:41.949Z</updated><title type='text'>My Last Vacation</title><content type='html'>So I was thinking I should update my last vacation at KL &amp;amp; Penang now before I fly off for another one ( which is on this coming sunday *excited**grin* )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day and the last two days were KL. Besides the National Zoo that we planned to visit but failed, it was mostly shopping. I think most of you have been to KL so I will not further writing about it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHTQXbtMH8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/27oa0WeZETw/s1600-h/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221026969022111682" style="CURSOR: hand" height="200" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHTQXbtMH8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/27oa0WeZETw/s320/115.JPG" width="332" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Penang, isn't it like divided into two? I guess so. Georgetown and Butterworth. I went to Georgetown, the one on the island. Penang is windy and hot but beautiful. The people there are generally friendly, although reckless drivers are everywhere on the road. I felt my life was at risk riding on a car at Penang. The driver never bothers to watch the traffic when they are turning out to the main road. It's kind of thrilling if you want to enjoy some traffic exitement!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first thing that caught my eye when I was about to landing was the buildings. Sure there are a lot of tall buildings in Penang, mostly old apartment. Penang International Airport is just like our Kuching International Airport. You don't have to travel 1-2 hours to get to the City Centre, which is good and saving time. The main differences are the terminal building of the airport is very old and it is really INTERNATIONAL. (unlike the one in Kuching, barely see any international flight). My sister said there is even direct flight from London to Penang. Isn't it International now? *wow*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHTOeNJW1BI/AAAAAAAAAIo/RuxmmN90sRk/s1600-h/039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221024886349550610" style="WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" height="172" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHTOeNJW1BI/AAAAAAAAAIo/RuxmmN90sRk/s320/039.jpg" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is shot opposite Gurney Plaza&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the delicious and tasty Penang food, the scenic spots are also one of the major tourist attractions. We hired a local tourist guide to bring us around the island. He brought us to Botanical Garden, Spice Garden, Butterfly Farm, Fruit Farm, Kek Loh Si Temple and Snake Temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were especially amazed about the Canon-ball tree that we found at Botanical Garden. Man, never did I know that there is such spectacular plant in the world. Looking at all the different plants in the garden makes me think how creative our God is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHTOd_3BueI/AAAAAAAAAIg/VK9zYNI1oCs/s1600-h/058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221024882783009250" style="CURSOR: hand" height="229" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHTOd_3BueI/AAAAAAAAAIg/VK9zYNI1oCs/s320/058.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHTOeoGJD7I/AAAAAAAAAJA/sj35P8RC2xs/s1600-h/057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221024893583822770" style="CURSOR: hand" height="227" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHTOeoGJD7I/AAAAAAAAAJA/sj35P8RC2xs/s320/057.jpg" width="199" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHTO2_83VHI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/zY4cdMZ8PJ8/s1600-h/068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221025312304223346" style="CURSOR: hand" height="188" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHTO2_83VHI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/zY4cdMZ8PJ8/s320/068.jpg" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The row of buildings above are one of the most outstanding building along the way to Spice Garden. The structure of the building and it's artistic look are what make it so appealing. I was thinking if it is an apartment, maybe I could own one next time and make it my personal villa at Penang. *Grin* And not to forget Georgetown is on the island, so you could actually enjoy the beautiful scenary by the sea. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHTPxBkpfNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/34zQ_M8ZHec/s1600-h/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221026309171936466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHTPxBkpfNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/34zQ_M8ZHec/s320/064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Botanical Garden~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHTPWMu14vI/AAAAAAAAAJw/BCn2gxq8pok/s1600-h/CIMG5805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221025848311014130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHTPWMu14vI/AAAAAAAAAJw/BCn2gxq8pok/s320/CIMG5805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I never knew that Nangka could grow that large!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHTO2wtyF7I/AAAAAAAAAJY/miIaXWRii8k/s1600-h/078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221025308214433714" style="WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" height="209" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHTO2wtyF7I/AAAAAAAAAJY/miIaXWRii8k/s320/078.jpg" width="239" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHTO3HkPyWI/AAAAAAAAAJo/xDr8fjjdfT8/s1600-h/CIMG5775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221025314348452194" style="WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" height="241" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHTO3HkPyWI/AAAAAAAAAJo/xDr8fjjdfT8/s320/CIMG5775.jpg" width="306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Butterfly farm. A must go place at Penang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally, I should thank Leong(no photo) for lending us her apartment. It was cool. She had been a nice company throughout our trip at Penang. Cheers~&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/7642101760436045589-5014488069863937905?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/5014488069863937905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=5014488069863937905&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/5014488069863937905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/5014488069863937905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-last-vacation.html' title='My Last Vacation'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHTQXbtMH8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/27oa0WeZETw/s72-c/115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-7689696155274365113</id><published>2008-07-05T16:06:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:56:16.318+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Exactly a month</title><content type='html'>Thanks to July I have 31 days left in Kuching. As dad and I were talking in the car just now, he said 'so you guys are already on plane now by next month.' And yeah, exactly a month I replied. His voice filled with sadness and missings made my heart heavy, but I know he is more excited than anyone else as his children are all ready to fly from the nest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time has never passes so fast as it is right now. I am already starting to miss my family. I am not sure if I am ready to leave at the moment cause after this step, God knows when I will get to meet them and enjoy the gay-ol family time again. But thanks God they are coming to UK next year around June for my elder sister's graduation. And then we could have our vacation elsewhere in Europe. Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have started doing planning and preparing stuff that I need in UK. It has never been fun going shopping, especially when you like a thing extremely much but the price just hold you back in less than a second. Besides, without knowing much about the trend in UK, I am a little bit confused about choosing the shirts and stuff. Thanks to my sister who has been helpful on that. My two other cousins who are in UK have been really helpful too at giving me advice and suggestion about life in UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving my home sweet home to go to an exactly different world is not easy. But I am sure it is a must-do thing in my life. It is like a critical moment when we grow up, learn things and to be independant. After all, the experience we gain and all the priceless virtue is all that matters. Till then, the smile on ones face simply get the payback done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am typing this, time is already passing without anyone's notice. When the clock strikes 12, which is only a few minutes there, it will make me only 30 days left in Kuching. Or maybe less if we cut off the vacation I am going which is still on hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{blogger is crazy today. I couldnt choose the font nor the size of text here. please improve}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-7689696155274365113?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/7689696155274365113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=7689696155274365113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/7689696155274365113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/7689696155274365113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/07/exactly-month.html' title='Exactly a month'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-1463786801664368908</id><published>2008-07-03T15:05:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:13:42.712Z</updated><title type='text'>Food Comes First!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SGzdnxKexkI/AAAAAAAAAFk/M0qx84mp03Q/s1600-h/DSC00865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218789743497496130" style="CURSOR: hand" height="201" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SGzdnxKexkI/AAAAAAAAAFk/M0qx84mp03Q/s320/DSC00865.JPG" width="157" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SGzdoNPmVwI/AAAAAAAAAFs/2ev-Lokp2C8/s1600-h/DSC00887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218789751035156226" style="CURSOR: hand" height="201" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SGzdoNPmVwI/AAAAAAAAAFs/2ev-Lokp2C8/s320/DSC00887.JPG" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Let's start with the food ! We had been crazy finding the typical food in Penang and KL. It's pity that I was too excited to trying out the food and forgot to take pictures of them. These two photos above were the only ones that I managed to shoot. Crap :&lt; style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;{photo on the left}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening, we had our dinner in a famous &lt;strong&gt;Hawker Centre&lt;/strong&gt; by the 'forgot' street. One of the best one was 'La La' (a kind of seafood). The local were surprised that we didn't know La La when they were promoting their goods. Thanks to Aunty Amy we had the opportunity to try out this mysterious creature.&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, it is GOOD! :) The photo on the right says it all ! 4 stars rating! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ The 醉酒鸡肉/汤面？behind Bukit Bintang street is not recommended! Though it was on the newspaper, and was labelled on the walls at that store. It is super expensive!!! I think they put a lot of red wine in the soup, which makes it costly, and of course not very nice for me. ] &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;{&lt;em&gt;bad impression, not to mention how dirty the store is}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish KL, and here comes Penang food !&lt;br /&gt;Penang Asam Laksa, Penang Cha Kueh Tiaw, Penang Chendol, Penang Prawn Noodle, Penang O-Jian.&lt;br /&gt;These are the highlight! Man, the thought of all that delicious food made me salivate. No doubt I have to rate them 5 stars, except for Penang Prawn Noodle due to the small prawns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will no further describing these food and therefore trying to get the photos from my cousin. Let the photos speak themselves!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHNajUXziOI/AAAAAAAAAII/N3ujDxOmi2E/s1600-h/Image116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220615955863013602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHNajUXziOI/AAAAAAAAAII/N3ujDxOmi2E/s320/Image116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Penang Chendol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHNajzaZ7PI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/louhdWeCjDI/s1600-h/Image117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220615964195417330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHNajzaZ7PI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/louhdWeCjDI/s320/Image117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Penang Asam Laksa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHNajyIY44I/AAAAAAAAAIY/1NiZ2OopvV0/s1600-h/Image127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220615963851416450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SHNajyIY44I/AAAAAAAAAIY/1NiZ2OopvV0/s320/Image127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;醉酒鸡肉/汤面？&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum.. Yum....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-1463786801664368908?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/1463786801664368908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=1463786801664368908&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/1463786801664368908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/1463786801664368908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/07/food-comes-first.html' title='Food Comes First!'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SGzdnxKexkI/AAAAAAAAAFk/M0qx84mp03Q/s72-c/DSC00865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-431546128480458018</id><published>2008-07-01T11:03:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:56:38.843+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kch &gt; KL &gt; Penang &gt; KL &gt; Kch</title><content type='html'>So I was on trip to west Malaysia with my sister and cousins. After we got our stuff sorted out the first day in KL, we flew to Penang immediately on the next day. We spent about two days in Penang. Back to KL again, we did some shopping and of course, eating out the 'highlighted' food at some well-known hawker centres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back last night. I will try to update more about the trip soon. Cheers~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-431546128480458018?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/431546128480458018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=431546128480458018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/431546128480458018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/431546128480458018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/07/kch-kl-penang-kl-kch.html' title='Kch &gt; KL &gt; Penang &gt; KL &gt; Kch'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-329233118822273768</id><published>2008-06-17T15:31:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:13:44.675Z</updated><title type='text'>Class Memorial</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SFfLgPj4laI/AAAAAAAAADE/_d6xV2k6rZo/s1600-h/IMG_7987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212858848497931682" style="CURSOR: hand" height="212" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SFfLgPj4laI/AAAAAAAAADE/_d6xV2k6rZo/s320/IMG_7987.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SFfL1rLAbBI/AAAAAAAAADM/K4KtdoA35xk/s1600-h/IMG_7985a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212859216687033362" style="WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" height="121" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SFfL1rLAbBI/AAAAAAAAADM/K4KtdoA35xk/s320/IMG_7985a.JPG" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Full members from Primary Mandarin Class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Time flies. I had been teaching this class for four months now. It started with 5 members only, and with numbers consistently rising to 10 in June. (Guess why??......)&lt;br /&gt;I found one thing really interesting about being a teacher. Remember during those high school days when we were talking at the back about which teacher is unfair and stuff?? Hehehe... It is actually quite fun to me '偏心' to be frank. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Please find below my fellow students. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SFfNwViVmII/AAAAAAAAADo/UgFbY-onviE/s1600-h/IMG_8012a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212861324003219586" style="WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" height="180" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SFfNwViVmII/AAAAAAAAADo/UgFbY-onviE/s320/IMG_8012a.JPG" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;刘以胜Law Yee Shin, P.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe I actually thought this guys was adorable. He did look cute but his behaviour in class will drive you crazy for sure. Never had I not heard him crying at class before. The reason, not getting present because he got no. last, or when someone says, “ko ko bu guai”. (the others just like to tease him from saying that, and he got so pissed off sometimes when you say that phrase.) He sometimes forgot to bring his Chinese book on purpose because he doesn’t like Chinese, and then acted innocently. (I super hate this kind of person…) And, not to mention, he tends to do something which will make you go… WHAT THE HECK! For ex, pee and poo in class. For goodness sake, I should not be the one to teach you where to do that!! Duh~ But he is still a good student. The class wouldn't be fun at all without him being there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SFfOsbrWoGI/AAAAAAAAAD4/2LbFC7NcgDQ/s1600-h/IMG_8000a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212862356443799650" style="WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="179" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SFfOsbrWoGI/AAAAAAAAAD4/2LbFC7NcgDQ/s320/IMG_8000a.JPG" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;刘苡彤Law Yee Tong, P.4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That girl is his sister. Crap, the look on her face tells you how hippopotamus she is. lol. She is a good student, hardworking and responsible. She cries in class too, and much louder than her brother. The reason, Don’t fall !!!, simply because she lost on games! WTH.. I always asked her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to take care of his brother whenever he went crazy and out of control. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SFfPUAVR9tI/AAAAAAAAAEE/BrqrAEofxrk/s1600-h/IMG_8013a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212863036298229458" style="CURSOR: hand" height="157" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SFfPUAVR9tI/AAAAAAAAAEE/BrqrAEofxrk/s320/IMG_8013a.JPG" width="168" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think this makes them good siblings. Their bonding time in class. Swt.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212863743369504594" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px" height="254" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SFfP9KYNZ1I/AAAAAAAAAEM/8pWQQ0BYp5s/s320/IMG_8003a.JPG" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;李沚洋Lee Chee Yang. P.4 &amp;amp; 李恺龙Lee Khai Lung, P.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;These two appear to be brother and sister. The girl is so teacher-like, and that boy, shake my head. Lazy and naughty. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212863747273863618" style="CURSOR: hand" height="255" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SFfP9Y7FMcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/vjPJX35Vr9Y/s320/IMG_7999a.JPG" width="173" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SFfSyJlDY1I/AAAAAAAAAEk/xeph8EDKws4/s1600-h/IMG_7993a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212866852711261010" style="WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" height="263" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SFfSyJlDY1I/AAAAAAAAAEk/xeph8EDKws4/s320/IMG_7993a.JPG" width="125" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;温惠婷Michelle Voon Hui Thien, P.4 &amp;amp; 温力企Bryan Voon Li Qi, P.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These two are brother and sister too. They are both top students in school and my helpful assistants in class when I was doing marking. Good ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SFfSzW_MlpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/uKtHKcx1ZuE/s1600-h/IMG_7995a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212866873490445970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SFfSzW_MlpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/uKtHKcx1ZuE/s320/IMG_7995a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;王治国Jamie Ong Zhi Guo, P.4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He is freaking quiet in class. I think he has over-matured looking like uncle. lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SFfSzabPTsI/AAAAAAAAAE0/WTfUeAXAsE0/s1600-h/IMG_7998a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212866874413371074" style="CURSOR: hand" height="253" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SFfSzabPTsI/AAAAAAAAAE0/WTfUeAXAsE0/s320/IMG_7998a.JPG" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;蔡佳雯Chhoa Jia Wen, P.4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The first thought from my mind when I saw her is, OMG, she is so 李慧君(my junior classmate) Haha.. Unbelievable, but true. The way she talks and acts.&lt;br /&gt;She is here to do Chinese essay only. I am gonna say her essay is very good, far better than primary 4 standard. A credit for her, keep it up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SFfSzhbmnDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/poLSnTXl9Yc/s1600-h/IMG_8007a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212866876293946418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SFfSzhbmnDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/poLSnTXl9Yc/s320/IMG_8007a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;黄远凯Wee Yen Kai, P.2 &amp;amp; 沈育鸿Dexter Sim Yi Hang, P.1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Finally, here comes my favourite ones… The right one is the youngest in class. He is a bad guy, ‘hoot’ people at school, very ‘kepo’, but cute. The first person I noticed on my first day, one of my best buddy in class. I treated him more like a brother than a student. His name is already a magnet to me, and not to mention his attitude. Chinese is his weakest subject and guess the mark he got on the previous exam? 82 !! Freaking 82!! I am so happy for him. There was once when we were on game, I purposely made him win and gave him the better present.. *grin*. I am so Evil !!! hahahaha.. Man, I will miss him the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the one on the left. His name reminds me of my high school buddy, Jonathan Tia. They are somehow, looking alike in some way. Action, and so cat-like! Though he only appeared on my last day for the class, he tops up to be one of my favourite student. Nice one babe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I even got Teachers' Day Card from some of my students. How sweet it is when they gave it to me. I will try to upload the cards next time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642101760436045589-329233118822273768?l=dcl121.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/feeds/329233118822273768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642101760436045589&amp;postID=329233118822273768&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/329233118822273768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642101760436045589/posts/default/329233118822273768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dcl121.blogspot.com/2008/06/class-memorial.html' title='Class Memorial'/><author><name>Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12570568519334702068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SUhFWdED1xI/AAAAAAAAAdU/N12loH7LsgU/S220/Photo038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8d2AAggUrsY/SFfLgPj4laI/AAAAAAAAADE/_d6xV2k6rZo/s72-c/IMG_7987.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642101760436045589.post-3679388213946892757</id><published>2008-06-14T10:01:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:57:03.478+01:00</updated><title type='text'>More Updates soon. 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