<?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-31203072</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:22:56.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leap of Faith</title><subtitle type='html'>Highly favoured, Completely blessed, Deeply loved.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>123</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-4680348412353489288</id><published>2008-07-24T01:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T01:05:24.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, I've moved to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fangyi75.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://fangyi75.wordpress.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. So it's just blogspot to wordpress, relink people! See ya (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-4680348412353489288?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/4680348412353489288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=4680348412353489288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/4680348412353489288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/4680348412353489288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/07/okay-ive-moved-to-httpfangyi75.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-1316687976831041359</id><published>2008-07-21T00:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T00:38:36.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The lack of updates is because I've decided that I'm moving to wordpress soon. When the blog is done, I'll inform you guys here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-1316687976831041359?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/1316687976831041359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=1316687976831041359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/1316687976831041359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/1316687976831041359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/07/lack-of-updates-is-because-ive-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-4911183841872311450</id><published>2008-07-13T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T00:19:48.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Since I don't have your number, and I didn't see you online. So I'm gonna put it here hoping that you'll get to see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Kor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I bet you miss me calling you that. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-4911183841872311450?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/4911183841872311450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=4911183841872311450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/4911183841872311450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/4911183841872311450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/07/since-i-dont-have-your-number-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-3280547400614852698</id><published>2008-06-12T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T21:58:27.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm tired.. tired of everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tired of being compared with others all the time. Tired of hearing how other people's children are doing, how disciplined they are, how well they score. Just so you know, all those do not matter to me at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm big enough to know what I'm doing. If they can stay at home and study all the time, just as you wish, then that's their problem. I have my own way of doing well. I'm someone who believes that those that succeed are not bookworms. With internet available, the world does not need walking dictionaries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm tired of always trying to live up to the high expectation that is being set for me. Frankly speaking, I do not like all those at all, be it coming from classmates, lecturers, or even my parents. I get tired because of that, I get stressed out because of that, because of trying to meet those expectations, which are unnecessary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, I may not be the most pleasant son ever, the smartest ever, the most disciplined ever, but all this is because of the feeling that is building up inside of me. I do not know how to explain it, all I can say is I'm tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If only there was no expectations on me, I would have definitely done better than what I have achieved. You will never know a student's life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And you wonder why am I always quiet at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-3280547400614852698?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/3280547400614852698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=3280547400614852698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/3280547400614852698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/3280547400614852698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-4023151349996570665</id><published>2008-05-30T21:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:50:17.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206163421405280754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/SEACDF9-efI/AAAAAAAAAJE/zlw3PjWyug4/s320/P1010403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/SEAEtV9-ejI/AAAAAAAAAJk/15mJmvjCT3s/s1600-h/P1010407.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206165921076247074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/SEAEUl9-eiI/AAAAAAAAAJc/qjs_Ka-WWas/s320/P1010408z.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206167901056170578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/SEAGH19-elI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/pydALhqjCJA/s320/P1010407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206168214588783202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/SEAGaF9-emI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/0vgkkES_-9s/s320/P1010412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One of the proudest day of my life. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206171714987129474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/SEAJl19-eoI/AAAAAAAAAKM/_7TlupARY9w/s320/anna-popplewell_dot_net-blend-by-mileycyrus_1fan-0015.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206171530303535730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/SEAJbF9-enI/AAAAAAAAAKE/0qWE4SvCG1w/s320/anna-popplewell_dot_net-blend-by-mileycyrus_1fan-0001.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-4023151349996570665?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/4023151349996570665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=4023151349996570665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/4023151349996570665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/4023151349996570665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-of-proudest-day-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/SEACDF9-efI/AAAAAAAAAJE/zlw3PjWyug4/s72-c/P1010403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-4952234918369575806</id><published>2008-05-26T02:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:50:17.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://annapopplewell.net/popplewell_9.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.annapopplewell.net/graphics/april_calendar.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sorry but I think.. I have something for this archer from Oxford. =/&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204387692946553314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/SDmzCF9-eeI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ztwvSNkOYuQ/s320/anna_popplewell_1196473080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-4952234918369575806?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/4952234918369575806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=4952234918369575806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/4952234918369575806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/4952234918369575806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-sorry-but-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/SDmzCF9-eeI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ztwvSNkOYuQ/s72-c/anna_popplewell_1196473080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-5118112685073302859</id><published>2008-05-23T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:50:17.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Half of the world now is talking about the just concluded American Idol season 7, the other half about the drama-filled UEFA Champions League Finals between ManUtd and Chelsea. Only one result went my way though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I kinda expected John Terry to miss that penalty, and it really happened, by then I knew ManUtd's gonna win it. That certainly put a smile on my face before I slept at 530 and woke up at 6 for college again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203555590277593554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/SDa-PV9-edI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Xpy8w8zQF5U/s320/terry-woe-412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inconsolable Terry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As many of you know, I'm someone who doesn't really watch tv and I spend most of my &lt;s&gt;time&lt;/s&gt; life in front of my computer. I was never really a great fan of American Idol either. For he past few seasons, I was only interested in who won and their songs after that. Somehow things changed a little this season and there is something that I got attracted to and I'm glad that I actually watch this season's Idol. Arguably one of the best eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just a small review of what I felt that night. This is rare as it comes from someone who's not a tv addict. I'm pretty neutral about both of them because both are as good, so no biased review. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROUND 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;David Cook's &lt;em&gt;I still haven't found what I'm looking for &lt;/em&gt;is the kind of songs that I want to hear from him. It was really nice and he knows how to communicate with the audience, something that his competitor is not really good in doing. I really liked it and the ending was awesome. How many can actually sing U2's songs huh? So credits to David Cook for doing it well but I still prefer U2's. Duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;David Archuleta's &lt;em&gt;Don't let the sun go down on me&lt;/em&gt; was equally good as well. Another song from a great singer and I'm glad that he did not screw up and did it brilliantly. I agree with what Randy said, crazy vocals. I like the chorus part where everything seemed so perfect and nice. This is also a song that I would play in repeat mode in my media player. After he sang this song, my support kinda shifted towards David Archuleta's side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have to say, round 1, both were equally good. I liked both performances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROUND 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dream Big &lt;/em&gt;for DC was just okay for me. Yeah, he sang it well and it was nice all. But i just couldn't feel connected to that song and it certainly did not feel like a winning song to me. No problem about his singing, I always like the way he ends the song. But once again, it would be nice if it's not a winner's songs because it certainly did not feel like one to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On the other hand, DA's &lt;em&gt;In this moment&lt;/em&gt; was my personal favourite of the night. I actually felt &lt;strong&gt;touched &lt;/strong&gt;by the song! It's something unusual cos I don't usually feel touched or sad when I watch that kinda show. I'm emotionless when it comes to emo shows. However wrong this may sound, but at the moment I felt like giving him a hug. It's definitely the right song and it did feel like a winner's song to me. I could only imagine him singing this full with emotions if he was to be announced the winner. But sadly that's not the case. 5/5 for this as it really touched me. Don't you guys agree with me this is more like a winner's song? It's currently being played over and over again in my laptop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Archuleta for round 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROUND 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The world I know&lt;/em&gt; was too slow and draggy for my liking. Well this is just my taste and this is not Cook's fault. Nothing much to say about this, just that I don't really like that song. He did well though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imagine.&lt;/em&gt; His personal favourite and his best song but I just wasn't crazy over that song. Again, he did well and I have nothing to say about that maybe because I've heard him singing many times before. I prefer his second song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So this round, both were equally good as well. So that's the end of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wasn't too disappointed with the result but I didn't expect it to turn out this way because to my ears, DA has the louder cheer from the crowd. In my opinion, based on that night performances, I think Archuleta deserved it more because he showed the determination to win it and he has been consistently good through out the whole season. Flawless performances on that night. But again, congratulation to Cook. He was also good and he's a better performer than Archuleta is. His ability to communicate with the crowd is a plus point. So both of you are winners in my eyes and both of you will go far as well. Maybe..slower for Archuleta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You know, talking about football is very much easier than talking about AI to people because there's nothing much to argue in football. But in AI, some of the Cook's supporters will shoot Archuleta and the other way round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have people telling me that Cook looks ugly with a big forehead and Archuleta's cute. I don't agree with the first part because Cook has the style and he looks good and natural to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some said that you wouldn't want to hear Archuleta's songs over and over again because you'll eventually get bored of it. I agree with this to a certain extend. But you don't expect Clay Aiken to sing Daughtry's songs right? Look at where Clay Aiken is now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is even funnier. This girl told me that Cook played instrument for his performance and Archuleta did not. For me, playing a guitar is way too simple and normal for guys. 90% of the guys can play like how Cook played. Girls, which woud you prefer, guy on piano or guy with guitar? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-5118112685073302859?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/5118112685073302859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=5118112685073302859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/5118112685073302859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/5118112685073302859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/05/half-of-world-now-is-talking-about-just.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/SDa-PV9-edI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Xpy8w8zQF5U/s72-c/terry-woe-412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-6532329121768719354</id><published>2008-05-20T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T00:20:29.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;An e-mail to my Biology lecturer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fangyi - Hey, I would like to request my name to be taken off from the assignment that you've posted in blackboard 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reply from her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lecturer- Hey? Who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OOPS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-6532329121768719354?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/6532329121768719354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=6532329121768719354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6532329121768719354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6532329121768719354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/05/e-mail-to-my-biology-lecturer.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-8560883012536295711</id><published>2008-05-06T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T23:50:39.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really find joy in studying if I'm not studying because I'm rushing for exams. It's when I'm studying just because I feel like it, that's when I find joy in doing so and that's also when I learn the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Like now, studying Bio, with music blasting away through earphones plugged in my ears, and in front of my laptop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lub Dub Lub Dub.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-8560883012536295711?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/8560883012536295711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=8560883012536295711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/8560883012536295711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/8560883012536295711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-really-find-joy-in-studying-if-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-3361236444641089331</id><published>2008-05-04T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T19:25:40.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;While waiting for me to get my &lt;em&gt;semangat&lt;/em&gt; to blog properly, I'll do this tag first, by Li-Anne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LIST OUT THE TOP 5 PRESENTS YOU WISH FOR: ( since it's presents,I'll mention only things)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Scholarship to study overseas!!! What, I want to leave okayy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. A new bass amp/ bass strings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm having a hard time cos I can't think of any &lt;strong&gt;things&lt;/strong&gt; that I badly need now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Oh ya, laptop bag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Earphones for my Sony Ericsson phone. ( I lost mine and am too lazy to go and buy )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. External hard disk 160GB (rm275) / Cooler Master (rm100) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LIST OUT THE REASONS FOR YOUR CHOICES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. I don't think parents can afford, it's gonna be very hard. I really want to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. I snapped mine last time remember? Yeah, haven't replaced it. Heh. Too lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. The reason is obvious. I need to keep it somewhere!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. I love music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Need all those for my laptop. To store my files and to prevent overheating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IMPRESSIONS(i read:Expectations) OF YOUR CRUSH(i read:life partner.) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. One who is able to make me smile with just her presence. Bubbly kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Matured in every areas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. One who knows what she wants in life, motivated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Caring, loving, understanding bla bla bla. All those lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Accept me for who I am. This is easy. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. Share the same faith and beliefs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. Musically inclined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know mine is almost the same as Li Anne's, but those are just what everyone wants, aren't they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MOST MEMORABLE THINGS HE/SHE HAS DONE FOR YOU:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haha. Happened the night before SPM. That's all I'm saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5 MOST LOVED INVENTIONS (does not need to be technologically advanced):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Handphones like duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Internet/ Laptops/ Computers/ TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Instruments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Air cond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Cars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU DESPISE THE MOST:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5 PEOPLE YOU WANNA TAG: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmm. Looking for dead blogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay none, the game shall stop here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-3361236444641089331?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/3361236444641089331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=3361236444641089331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/3361236444641089331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/3361236444641089331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/05/while-waiting-for-me-to-get-my-semangat.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-839073032076334372</id><published>2008-04-24T20:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:50:17.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey, just asking you people to do me a little favour which only takes 5 minutes from you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Help to vote for my friend so that she can be the next Seventeen cover girl! Since she already made it to the top 10 seventeen cover girl finalists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sure most of yall know her and so yeah, vote for &lt;strong&gt;Juanita David Ramayah&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SMS voting- Type SV[space]&lt;space&gt;17CG[space]&lt;space&gt;CG03[space]&lt;space&gt;NRIC[space]&lt;space&gt;NAME and send it to 33668!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Online voting- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.17.com.my/cg08"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.17.com.my/cg08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; CG03 ya! Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nah, some of her pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192789689853967058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/SBB-tdkOetI/AAAAAAAAAIs/F0G8xUMqhg0/s320/PC070256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.17.com.my/cg08/covergirl08/cg03_thumnail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-839073032076334372?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/839073032076334372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=839073032076334372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/839073032076334372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/839073032076334372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/04/hey-just-asking-you-people-to-do-me.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/SBB-tdkOetI/AAAAAAAAAIs/F0G8xUMqhg0/s72-c/PC070256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-6731418483696074294</id><published>2008-04-23T21:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T21:07:25.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, it's raining again. Okayy, back to statistics. Yawns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-6731418483696074294?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/6731418483696074294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=6731418483696074294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6731418483696074294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6731418483696074294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-its-raining-again.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-6264507057602104740</id><published>2008-04-18T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T14:00:20.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dear Fang Yi, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you for your interest in the Yayasan Sime Darby Pre-University Scholarship 2008. Although your extra-curricular activities and qualifications are &lt;strong&gt;remarkable&lt;/strong&gt;, the competition has been very keen and we regret to inform you that you have not been shortlisted for the scholarship interview. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once again, we thank you for your time and effort and we wish you every success in your future academic endeavours.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't bluff lah okay, I know my extra-curricular activities are like crap. Not even close to that. How nice if they look at how long applicants spend surfing the net because everything's all about internet nowadays? Who cares about extra-curricular activities -_- If there's such thing I'll surely get the scholarship. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not disappointed, just don't want to end up not getting any scholarships. And I believe I won't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh by the way, the best way to succeed in life is to act on the advice we give to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-6264507057602104740?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/6264507057602104740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=6264507057602104740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6264507057602104740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6264507057602104740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/04/dear-fang-yi-thank-you-for-your.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-1456727823876175981</id><published>2008-04-16T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T19:28:19.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you for saving my blog, Amelia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't read the questions underneath until you write the names of all 5 people.This is a lot funnier if you actually randomly list the names first.NO CHEATING! DON'T LOOK AHEAD UNLESS YOU FILLED UP THE TOP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Jo-Anne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Sabrina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Chuan Shinn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Sharon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. HOW DID YOU MEET 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. On a scale of 1 -10 how would u rate your friendship with 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Hmm. 9. We talk about almost everything! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. How long have you known 4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- 5years plus? Form1 until now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. How do you know number 3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Where's 5 ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Probably at home sleeping/rushing assignments, or pasar malam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. A fact about number 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- He knows quite alot about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. Who is 4 going out with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Haha. Take the time to actually scroll down and read my previous post. I promise it's there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. What does 1 do for a living?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Breathe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9. Would you live with number 3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Haha. Sure, why not. At least I know I won't be bored to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10. What do you like about number 2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Finally a tough question. Hmm. I don't know what but I just like her &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. I see her as a close friend and a sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11. Do you miss number 5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- I think I'll be seeing her tomorrow. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12. Would you make out with number 4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- dot . dot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;13. What’s your opinion of number 2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Can be very nice and blur at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;14. What's your favorite memory with number 5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Just rewind back to 2  1/2 years back. One of it &lt;em&gt;lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;15. What would you do if number 1 and 2 were going out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Haha. If you asked me earlier I would say it's gonna be great. For now, it's still great and I'm damn happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;16. Ever had a long conversation with 5 ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;17. Have you ever slept at 2's house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;18. Do you hang out with 3 a lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Not really. Alot? It'll never be enough anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;19. Who have you known the longest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Chuan Shinn/Jo-Anne/Sabrina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;20. How often do you talk to 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Twice a week? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;21. What about 2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- About the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;22. Have you ever thought 3 more than a friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;23. Would you go out for a date with 5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Since when is it up to guys. But yeah, why not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;24. Do you dream about 2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- NO! I can't remember the last time I had nightmare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;25. What did number 4 do to you that you can never forget?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- We're too close until I don't know how to answer this question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;26. What have you done for 1 that the person never forgets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- I don't remember. You have to ask him. I'm sure he knows better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;27. What's 3's hobby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Bonding with her notes. Haha. Shopping is her life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;28. Tag 5 people:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Whay Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Hong Kim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Joanne &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-1456727823876175981?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/1456727823876175981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=1456727823876175981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/1456727823876175981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/1456727823876175981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/04/thank-you-for-saving-my-blog-amelia.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-7660213034823589095</id><published>2008-04-11T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:50:18.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I'm not here to write a long story about you because it would be too long if I do so considering that I have known you since you're 14, and now that you're 16.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't really remember how I got to know you at first but it must be through your sister. Back then I couldn't really stand my sister so we actually talked about exchanging sisters! HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Over these years you've been a good friend to me. You've shown great maturity in everything that you do and say. That's something in you that not many has. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's nice to see how our friendship has progressed throughout the past few years despite of whatever nonsense that happened. Eventhough we don't really talk nowadays, but you're still someone that I treasure and I've always appreciated you as a friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187971575925589970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R_9gqUfeR9I/AAAAAAAAAIU/i9P-0c9d7os/s320/P1010401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's just too bad that whenever we talk, we will touch about studies. It's hard to avoid eh. Haha. All the best in your studies and everything that you do! I have lotsa faith in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187973568790415330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R_9ieUfeR-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/EJ9_V_LwIds/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 16th BIRTHDAY AMELIA LEE XUE THENG&lt;/span&gt;! You've truly grown and keep growing. Not talking about your physical height because I don't want you to be taller than me. And yes, you're NOT taller than me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187975119273609202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R_9j4kfeR_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/zQq0eBpWAMw/s320/P1010403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lastly, I'm proud to be your friend. Happy Birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/31203072-7660213034823589095?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/7660213034823589095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=7660213034823589095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/7660213034823589095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/7660213034823589095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-not-here-to-write-long-story-about.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R_9gqUfeR9I/AAAAAAAAAIU/i9P-0c9d7os/s72-c/P1010401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-2042605973540252440</id><published>2008-03-20T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T02:18:34.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been raining so heavily for the past few days, thunder can also be heard. I wonder when will all these come to an end? When will I be able to see rainbow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-2042605973540252440?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/2042605973540252440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=2042605973540252440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/2042605973540252440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/2042605973540252440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-been-raining-so-heavily-for-past.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-473911840894510033</id><published>2008-03-18T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:50:18.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmm.. It's so quiet over here. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All those last minute library visitings ( which was even noisier than my house ) and midnight studying with friends, ( 12am to &lt;strong&gt;_&lt;/strong&gt; am)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179109913779120386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R9_lBseCKQI/AAAAAAAAAIM/HaiocLuIYvU/s320/DSC00336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Paid off well in the end. This is the first time I actually scored such results for my entire life in school after being disappointed twice. Despite not getting what I actually want, I'm still very grateful of my results and I really thank God for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;College life has been okayy so far. Hectic schedule and huge workload, though mine is nothing compared to SAM students' but I'm still complaining because I'm lazier! Haha. Let me talk abit of my class. My class is like divided into two, the quiet study type, and the super noisy study type. They are like oil and water cause they don't mix! It's been quite stressful cos I have to study myself for some of the subjects because unfortunatey, I don't have experienced lecturers for any of my subjects except for Thinking Skills. All of my lecturers are young and I can actually look to them as my senior instead of my lecturer. Eventhough my Bio lecturer is the youngest, if not, one of the youngest among them, she's my favourite cos she is confident in herself and she teaches us well. Same can't be said for my Chemistry lecturer though, she's blur all the time, soft spoken, not good in delivering knowledge to us, not sure whenever questions are asked, so that is why I have to self study for Chemistry now. She's also the only lecturer that hardly gives any notes, even if she does, it's from my textbook, so might as well don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So we had this course evaluation thing last week where we're supposed to evaluate our lecturers. Almost half of the class ( the super noisy group ) wrote terrible things about my Chemistry lecturer, some even requested for a different lecturer, not knowing that our comments are all for her to read. My comment was moderate, it wasn't that bad. What pissed me off is, how can they simply shoot a lecturer when they don't even behave in class? That group of classmates have totally zero respect for most of the 'soft' lecturers. They talk in class as loud as they want, they ask irrelevant questions, they laugh out loud out of a sudden, they enter and skip class anytime as they like. So what rights do they have to shoot? After knowing what they wrote, I really felt like shooting them back but I know I can't. I'm not the only one who's feeling this way, another half of the group which is usually quiet are all pissed with them also. By doing all those they are disturbing the class and disturbing. I wonder why my lecturers are so &lt;em&gt;lembap&lt;/em&gt; sometimes. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh when SAM students had holidays last week, college was baaaad! The whole college was like so empty and I felt that time moved very slowly during that week. I guess I can't get used to without having them in college. First taste of year 2009, when I will have to do without them. My holidays are all different from them somemore, sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;p/s: I don't know what is happening to most of my friends. Especially those that I'm close to. Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Depressing post huh? =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-473911840894510033?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/473911840894510033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=473911840894510033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/473911840894510033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/473911840894510033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/03/hmm_18.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R9_lBseCKQI/AAAAAAAAAIM/HaiocLuIYvU/s72-c/DSC00336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-88515227205656212</id><published>2008-03-11T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T21:08:10.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmm.. Everyone is talking about results. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;430pm ; Salmon Steak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Ken&lt;/span&gt;: It's raining so heavily! There's no way we can walk to train station without going under the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finished eating. Walked out. Rain stopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On the way to train station..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Carrefour. Entered to use the shorter way. It started raining heavily again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Walked out from Carrefour KFC to continue walking to train station. Rain stopped. Okay, drizzling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reached Subang train station. Started raining heavily again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What can you say from this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;highly favoured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;completely blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;deeply loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-88515227205656212?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/88515227205656212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=88515227205656212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/88515227205656212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/88515227205656212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/03/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-4362629014380202811</id><published>2008-03-07T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T10:42:38.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'Oh my..' was what I could say when everything started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seeing good innocent looking girl friends of mine dancing on dancefloor to techno music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Helping out with sound system and lightings for the first time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Going back from college at 12am for the first time and having test the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Certainly a night to remember. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-4362629014380202811?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/4362629014380202811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=4362629014380202811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/4362629014380202811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/4362629014380202811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-my.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-6680612793626410679</id><published>2008-02-20T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T22:43:53.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A crumpled rose-leaf, a gleam in the water lit up by sunset, a child's happy smile, waken in me the conviction that, as I am looking out upon Nature, so there is Another gazing on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;William Barry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-6680612793626410679?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/6680612793626410679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=6680612793626410679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6680612793626410679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6680612793626410679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/02/crumpled-rose-leaf-gleam-in-water-lit.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-763065111702905238</id><published>2008-02-17T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:50:20.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm too lazy to talk and I guess it's time to post up some pictures. I'll let the pictures do the talking. Outing in SP to celebrate Pei Ying's birthday after college on friday. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167817507314863618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R7fGpIOMDgI/AAAAAAAAAGk/bGnYh_BqMfA/s320/pyingb%27day+(18).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Birthday girl. This is what people in TGIF makes you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167817889566952978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R7fG_YOMDhI/AAAAAAAAAGs/R7NGKhVHHA4/s320/pyingb%27day+(13).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Smile, it's the second best thing you can do with your lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167818207394532898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R7fHR4OMDiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/TqwgrjITJAI/s320/pyingb%27day+(11).JPG" border="0" /&gt;All of us in TGIF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167819079272894002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R7fIEoOMDjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Ms719AjOGmQ/s320/pyingb%27day+(15).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fruitful CNY eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167819431460212290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R7fIZIOMDkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/eVfuKrPeMLA/s320/pyingb%27day+(16).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you go out with Suzanne, you will not escaped from being pulled into taking pictures because she will be armed with a camera everywhere she goes. Akibatnya ;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167819869546876498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R7fIyoOMDlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/29L_BCumfqk/s320/pyingb%27day+(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167820449367461474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R7fJUYOMDmI/AAAAAAAAAHU/M1tAdRzfP7k/s320/pyingb%27day+(9).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167821209576672898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R7fKAoOMDoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/LmExoTtBeMM/s320/pyingb%27day+(7).JPG" border="0" /&gt;I know this picture looks abit lala posing with tree all but since we were sitting there resting so. Hah. It's great to be able to hang out together with you two again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167821690613010066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R7fKcoOMDpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/IAuErKGCj8k/s320/pyingb%27day+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jian. Pei Ying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167821961195949730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R7fKsYOMDqI/AAAAAAAAAH0/R84YpHczSeo/s320/pyingb%27day+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jo Anne. Suzanne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167822257548693170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R7fK9oOMDrI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vE2ZH9Afzr4/s320/pyingb%27day+(5).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Susan. Shinn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167822772944768706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R7fLboOMDsI/AAAAAAAAAIE/PnjDJDeP_60/s320/pyingb%27day+(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sabrina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-763065111702905238?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/763065111702905238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=763065111702905238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/763065111702905238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/763065111702905238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-too-lazy-to-talk-and-i-guess-its.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R7fGpIOMDgI/AAAAAAAAAGk/bGnYh_BqMfA/s72-c/pyingb%27day+(18).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-6199758893868192876</id><published>2008-02-06T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T22:45:13.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com" style="display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; background: url('http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png') no-repeat; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: #009933; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;97 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://10-fast-fingers.com"&gt;free Touch typing&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/31203072-6199758893868192876?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/6199758893868192876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=6199758893868192876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6199758893868192876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6199758893868192876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/02/93-words-free-touch-typing-so-fun-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-1620226118261963614</id><published>2008-02-04T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:50:22.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; You are always there for me when I'm bored. You always appear in front of my house whenever I say that I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163060740628130178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R6bgY3bnqYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/kBaN2EwI-D8/s320/DSC00332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The last time sitting in your car driven by you for this year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are the one who has taught me lotsa stuff. If not because of you, I wouldn't be serving now. Eventhough you're a drummer. It was you who pulled Edric into playing bass also anyway. Haha. Thanks for the very first From The Inside Out song and thanks for being patient with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been a really great time playing alongside with you. Alot that I've learnt from you. You're the one who will always encourage and help me when I mess things up. Thanks a bunch, I will definitely miss having you on my left side on the stage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163011339914291442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R6azdXbnqPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/TX8jMjYiENM/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last meal together for this year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks for constantly reminding me that we need to have faith in what ever things that we do and not depending on our own strength only. You've proved to me that we don't need to study really really hard to achieve good results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're really a great blessing and a true brother to me. You're probably the only one that I can talk to about almost everything. Girls. Heh. It's really great knowing you. I will definitely miss your company and your presence. Miss staying over at your place also! Sorry that I couldn't do that before you left but I'll definitely stay over when you're back. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163012409361148162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R6a0bnbnqQI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Muh-e3v3ud0/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The last time being in your room for this year, maybe not. . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be a blessing over there and take care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163015046471067938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R6a21HbnqSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/-jYo8i31L9I/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I miss you alot, Gideon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163058318266575154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R6beL3bnqTI/AAAAAAAAAFs/oKKjxb0U7Ag/s320/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163058713403566402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R6bei3bnqUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Tmg1FIYVkWs/s320/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Brother-brothers sekalian. Ryan is not here though. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not forgetting you, Sue May!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163059645411469666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R6bfZHbnqWI/AAAAAAAAAGE/pIzoa6iMuog/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Have a safe journey and have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163060126447806834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R6bf1HbnqXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/367mfHW6_ko/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-1620226118261963614?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/1620226118261963614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=1620226118261963614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/1620226118261963614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/1620226118261963614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-are-always-there-for-me-when-im.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R6bgY3bnqYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/kBaN2EwI-D8/s72-c/DSC00332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-668178899735747292</id><published>2008-01-27T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T02:29:17.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;"People are unreasonable, illogical, and self-centered. Love them anyway. If you do good, people may accuse you of selfish motives. Do good anyway. If you are successful, you may win false friends and true enemies. Succeed anyway. The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway. Honesty and transparency make you vulnerable. Be honest and transparent anyway. What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight. Build anyway. People who really want help may attack you if you help them. Help them anyway. &lt;strong&gt;Give the world the best you have and you may get hurt. Give the world your best anyway&lt;/strong&gt;." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;-Mother Teresa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-668178899735747292?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/668178899735747292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=668178899735747292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/668178899735747292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/668178899735747292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/01/people-are-unreasonable-illogical-and.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-3503091689418803853</id><published>2008-01-25T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T22:56:46.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have way tooo many friends who only treat and talk to you nicely on your birthday. Ugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-3503091689418803853?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/3503091689418803853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=3503091689418803853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/3503091689418803853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/3503091689418803853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-have-way-tooo-many-friends-who-only.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-6320263536331013075</id><published>2008-01-20T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:50:22.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss my school friends. I miss people that I used to be close to. I miss some of the people that I talk to through blogs. I miss those that I used to talk to through MSN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything seems so different now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss Emily Chan Phee Ern. Someone who used to be close to me 3-4 years ago. Now that she has migrated to Aus, I didn't even leave her a message before that. So I have a reason to be emo. If you ever read this, though I doubt so, take care over there and I'm sorry that I didn't get to talk to you much eventhough I knew you were leaving. Eventhough we're not that close now anymore, we hardly talk, but you're someone that I'll remember for a long time. Continue to shine for Him. (:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157265909321048338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R5JKBSlQIRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/icGf2bn9rtU/s320/P1010350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'You are always there 4 me. You are one of the kind. Good frens 4eva'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Chh- (2003)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's what you wrote to me and I'm still keeping it! :D and of course you, Ashley. One who calls me fungi. Continue to bully your sister there in Aus. :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157266944408166690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R5JK9ilQISI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Pl5b2wypKBM/s320/P1010348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OOPS? =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-6320263536331013075?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/6320263536331013075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=6320263536331013075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6320263536331013075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6320263536331013075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-miss-my-school-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R5JKBSlQIRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/icGf2bn9rtU/s72-c/P1010350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-4805982263571719434</id><published>2008-01-15T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:50:22.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R44AlSlQIQI/AAAAAAAAAE0/MuLh6TKWnJQ/s1600-h/P10103482.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Amelia said the other day. &lt;em&gt;'You always start your post with sorry bla bla'. &lt;/em&gt;Hah, how true! Not gonna say it again in this post though. So yeah, 2007 has gone quite some time ago, and I'm just starting to get used to year 2008. Before this I kept saying &lt;em&gt;next year &lt;/em&gt;instead of &lt;em&gt;this year. &lt;/em&gt;Get what I'm saying? Like people asking me to set a goal of what I want to achieve and how long do I need to achieve that, I kept saying by the end of &lt;em&gt;next year &lt;/em&gt;but what I meant was end of 2008. So anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;College started. I guess most of you already know what programme I'm doing and where (CAL &lt;em&gt;lah)&lt;/em&gt;. I'm still thinking whether was it the right choice to take up all 3 sciences? Would I be able to cope with it? Hope so. College life is quite tiring. I hafta wake up at like 550 every morning and get home at 5 plus in the evening. And my routine is kinda fixed already. Wake up, college, come back, sleep, dinner, homework, sleep. -____- So sien can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[g]/deoN says: bro i feel sad lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[g]/deoN says: ever since college started, I feel that everyone changed d la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fangyyyyiii says: nolar, we're still bros :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[g]/deoN says: but you see, where got hang out anymore like last time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where can find time la I ask you with this crap every single day? Taylor's Taylor's. I don't really see alot of Klang people there. Eventhough Taylor's isn't as big as some other colleges with better facilities, but I'm quite satisfied with where I am already. Let's talk about my first day. After I got to know that I'll be in the same class as Mellissa I felt kinda relieved? That's because I feel comfortable with someone I already know eventhough we hardly talk to each other. I didn't like my class at first. Any Starians, if you guys still remember Albert, I have someone who's worse than him in my class. That's part of the reason why I didn't like it at first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After getting to know who are our lecturers, it seems that all of them are new cause my brother and Mel's sister don't know them. So I got kinda worried cos if my lecturers are not good, I will suffer for the next 1 and a half years. After thinking for awhile and talking to Mellissa, both of us decided to apply for changing of class. Besides that whole lecturers thing, I felt that I couldn't really fit in with the guys which consist of 2 categories. Innocent and nerdy kind, and naughty ones. So I really didn't know how to fit in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We went and fill in the form the next day but were told that the class that we wanted is already full. So reluctantly, we walked back to our class again, PM9. It was kinda sad during breaks cos I didn't really know who to eat with? So my first week I was always the only guy eating with some of my girl friends. This may sound nice, but I felt like crap when I couldn't fit in with the guys okay. I don't want to be stucked with girls every single day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156051988354441458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R4359ylQIPI/AAAAAAAAAEs/tmvEeAusM0Y/s320/P10103481.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Sharing transport?Lol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But as time passed by, we began to be more open towards each other and started talking to each other and that was when I feel that I should stay. I thought to myself, I'm not placed in this class for no reason. So yeah, in the end, I stayed. Instead of applying to another class which Mel did. So how are things so far?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fine. I'm doing quite fine cos I've made some new guy friends and we go out to eat everyday. It's so funny cos whenever we go out for lunch, the girls will take the guys cigarettes and keep them. Yes, I have smokers in my class. I have one very funny and friendly Korean girl in my class who always show off her BM by saying you anak anjing anak syaitan. Yeah, of all words. Good thing is, I'm learning Korean from her! So yeah, &lt;em&gt;NanGwenChannah~!&lt;/em&gt; Everything's fine, I'm fine. But it's just the beginning, I'll update you guys how things will go from here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-4805982263571719434?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/4805982263571719434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=4805982263571719434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/4805982263571719434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/4805982263571719434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2008/01/amelia-said-other-day.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/R4359ylQIPI/AAAAAAAAAEs/tmvEeAusM0Y/s72-c/P10103481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-6091246342532297758</id><published>2007-12-19T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T03:11:16.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First of all, I apologize for my disappearance for such a long time. I don't even remember when was the last time I blogged if I don't check the dates out. Of course I do have my own reasons. My enthusiasm just died there. Nothing seems interesting to me anymore? I don't even enjoy doing things that I used to enjoy doing last time? I was contemplating whether to shut down this blog or not, whether to blog about the camp that I went to or not. That's why everytime you come, you see back the same thing. I'm just.. too lazy to do anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been feeling so disturbed and bothered that my interest in things seems to be taken away. I don't even look forward to anything. Maybe college. My first day will be on the 7th. A restart for everything. Honestly speaking, I miss touching books and revising. But I know I will take back my words once college starts. It feels so weird that I don't have to type that word 'school' anymore. Ah, I'm all grown up. HAHA. I think I'm gonna see back the same people without school uniforms there, and will be taking Maths, Chem, Physics and Bio for A-levels. It's not easy so I have to go the extra miles and not being lazy like how I was in high school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Camp? It's like a history to me already. I don't have the 'mood' to talk about it also, to even blog in fact. You can read in many other people's blogs anyways. It was good, even better than the one I went to last year. Food was much better too. Fellowship as well. Okay I didn't even know anyone last year. The only regret I have is, I didn't really mix around with people from other churches. Well, it's over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No pictures for now. Like what I said, my enthusiasm for blogging died. Some other time, maybe. No promises. Ah, I just hope that things go better for me as time goes by. I'm feeling so dead. I don't know why that thing always happen, over and over again. My own battle? Maybe. Maybe not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Strength. I. need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-6091246342532297758?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/6091246342532297758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=6091246342532297758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6091246342532297758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6091246342532297758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/12/first-of-all-i-apologize-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-4861681880878009394</id><published>2007-11-30T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T21:16:20.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Since I don't know what to blog about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks to Joanne I have to do this. And yeah I know I haven't done that photo tag. Sabar. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Do not copy answers&lt;br /&gt;-The tag questions must be 100% the same&lt;br /&gt;-List 20 friends names.&lt;br /&gt;-Tag people after doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Chuan Shinn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Gary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. E-Jinn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Jian Jie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Chin Chi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. Joanne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. Sharon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. Sabrina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9. Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10. Amelia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11. Angeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12. Boon May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;13. Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;14. Kenneth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;15. Lauren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;16. Suzanne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;17. Nisha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;18. Yee Wen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;19. Victoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;20. Seng Aun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;names listed are mostly people that read my blog.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How do you know 14?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Kenneth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haha. I have alot to talk about this guy. I met this brother here through church camp. (: really thankful for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What would you do if you had never met 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Chuan Shinn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmm. Life probably wouldn't be the same then. Besides the ones that I have in church, he's probably the closest guy friend that I have. The only one that I share my problems with I guess. So yeah my life would be incomplete if I never met him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What would you do if 9 and 20 dated you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Grace and SengAun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHA. Seng Aun is out. Pull down his pants and check his gender. As for Grace, she's already taken! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Would 6 and 17 make a good couple?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Joanne and Nisha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do they even know each other in the first place? And NO. Nisha will be scolding Joanne all the way like a mum because both of them are just opposite. They are both girls anywayssss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you think 8 is attractive?&lt;br /&gt;-Sabrina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Starians, I really didn't purposely put her at number 8. Yeah she definitely is. By looking at her can already make my day. She's cute (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you know anything about 12's family?&lt;br /&gt;-Boon May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Haha. Of all people, why her! No I don't actually. I think she has a sister. Sorry BoonMay =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell me something about 7.&lt;br /&gt;-Sharon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;She's someone I highly respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is 18's favourite?&lt;br /&gt;-YeeWen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Err, she loves laughing? Hahahaahahaha. Yeah like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What language does 15 speak?&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;English. Cantonese. Bm. She's bad in Mandarin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is going out with 19?&lt;br /&gt;-Victoria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I know I know! Haha. Anthony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How old is 16 now?&lt;br /&gt;-Suzanne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;22. Well at least she behaves like one. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When was the last time you talked to 13?&lt;br /&gt;-Grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Err, can't really remember. During SPM I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is 2's favourite singer?&lt;br /&gt;-Gary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Peterpan? Okay lah Backstreetboys. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you date 4?&lt;br /&gt;-JianJie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Cheesin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you date 17?&lt;br /&gt;-Nisha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sampat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is 15 single?&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hahaha. I don't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is 10's last name?&lt;br /&gt;-Amelia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Xue Theng. Lovely name. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you ever consider being in a relationship with 11?&lt;br /&gt;-Angeline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;No, for now. I don't talk about next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which school does 3 go to?&lt;br /&gt;-E-jinn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Henry Gurney school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where does 6 live?&lt;br /&gt;-Joanne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Gua Thur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your favourite thing about 5?&lt;br /&gt;-Chin Chi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Nothing! Nothing! HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And now I tag.&lt;br /&gt;-Ejinn&lt;br /&gt;-ChinChi&lt;br /&gt;-Amelia&lt;br /&gt;-Swipe&lt;br /&gt;-BoonMay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-4861681880878009394?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/4861681880878009394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=4861681880878009394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/4861681880878009394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/4861681880878009394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/11/since-i-dont-know-what-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-750667352247309609</id><published>2007-11-27T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T13:20:32.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagu Untukmu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is blogging all about pleasing your readers only nowadays? I've been blogging for quite a long time already and yes I do have people telling me that they expect more from me and so on. First of all, I don't think I'm someone who blogs about what I do everyday cos my life is just. Boring. Nothing interesting. Same routine everyday. Those 'interesting' things are things that I can't talk about openly. Don't try digging anything out from me though. I can't stand people like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyways, I have no idea what I want to talk about in this entry. I'm just waiting for time to pass so that I can talk about that thing. HAHA. I know you won't get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People who smiles and laughs all the time are not the happiest person. There's always something behind that smiley face. (:&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/31203072-750667352247309609?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/750667352247309609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=750667352247309609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/750667352247309609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/750667352247309609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/11/lagu-untukmu.html' title='Lagu Untukmu.'/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-6021203300744987519</id><published>2007-11-16T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:50:24.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/Rz2ZUdZgfGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/JCsftNObzAE/s1600-h/blah2.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133427727040281698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/Rz2ZUdZgfGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/JCsftNObzAE/s320/blah2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt; I knew her since Form 1 in Pn. Chalmar's BM tuition. But at that time I only knew who she was and not knowing her in person. Then she was just a small girl sitting alone (&lt;em&gt;i think&lt;/em&gt;) very quietly in class with her red Nike watch. Haha. That was my only memory of her at that time I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I only really got to know her in Form3 when we started talking. That's when our friendship started to bloom. Back then we were in the same BM tuition also in Delta. And I had to always go early every Thursday to take place for all of us. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;they never say thank you one damn babi haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. She was the one who helped me alot back then especially in my character wise. Oh ya, we used to play pool together almost everyday. Memories. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Our friendship continues to grow after that and we got to know each other better and we keep in touch even until now. So if you were to ask me who are my close friends, she would definitely be one of them. In fact, I pour out all of my dissatisfaction about things to her simply because I trust her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133415516448259090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/Rz2ONtZgfBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wJmefzhq7kM/s320/Photo-0076.jpg" border="0" /&gt; My all time favourite picture. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Throughout our friendship all these years, we fight ALOT because you know la, she's good in that. LOL. But we always patch things up after that and I truly appreciate her for this. Yeah it's been a rollercoaster ride but I'm glad we made it through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;She may not look friendly and has that &lt;em&gt;lansi&lt;/em&gt; look outside but she definitely is friendly inside of her. I'm sure those that know her will agree with me. So don't judge just by her looks, get to know her first! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133420206552546338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/Rz2SetZgfCI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ve0xR8_IzyY/s320/Pic-0180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's someone who has made an impact in my life and frankly speaking, I wouldn't be who I am today if not because of her. As most of you know, I was once an impatient guy maybe still am but not that bad anymore thanks to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133420369761303602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/Rz2SoNZgfDI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Lwaxd-9MF3c/s320/DSC00830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Besides that, she's also someone who's tough inside and do not fall easily. So don't try messing with her! Haha. She bites, really. One thing I like bout her, she can be crazy at times! Haha. Overall she's really a great friend and I'm really thankful for a friend like her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Today, she's officially 17. Even though it's in the midst of the exam, but I'm sure you had a great day! So I'm here to wish you Happy 17th Birthday Sharon Lee Xue Wen! All the best in everything and have a great year ahead! May God bless you in every single thing that you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/36/86/6796863/1_939039106l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Haha she just loves the camera so much. Thank you for everything that you have done. I will truly treasure and cherish this friendship no matter what happens. It means alot to me. Just to let you know, you're someone that I highly respect, simply because of who you are. Seriously, thanks a bunch for everything. I pray and hope that our friendship will continue to grow in many years to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133427074205252674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/Rz2YudZgfEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Q7LRtX_ux80/s320/Pic-0692s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;We need to take more pictures. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Once again, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Oh I must post this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133427486522113106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/Rz2ZGdZgfFI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PaMkKRrndbM/s320/Pic-0873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;p/s: I don't care what you people think about this entry but I want to write this because she's a great friend of mine and it's her big day today. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-6021203300744987519?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/6021203300744987519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=6021203300744987519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6021203300744987519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6021203300744987519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-knew-her-since-form-1-in-pn.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/Rz2ZUdZgfGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/JCsftNObzAE/s72-c/blah2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-1310273912193449160</id><published>2007-11-08T02:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T11:49:13.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hiatus mode on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As yall know, my exam's just few days away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A proper entry next. Already have one in mind and it will not be an &lt;em&gt;isi-less&lt;/em&gt; one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-1310273912193449160?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/1310273912193449160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=1310273912193449160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/1310273912193449160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/1310273912193449160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/11/hiatus-mode-on.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-3031996684883722691</id><published>2007-10-30T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T02:19:21.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm dumb when it comes to calculation. -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-3031996684883722691?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/3031996684883722691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=3031996684883722691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/3031996684883722691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/3031996684883722691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/10/youve-changed-my-so-called-brother.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-5884532934929513251</id><published>2007-10-23T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T23:38:55.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is actually the first time I'm feeling too busy to update my blog. It was always lazy but not busy. Time's really running out actually if you know Mathematics that is I don't really have much time for this blog. * excuse excuse HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyways. Thanks to those who made my day by sending me text messages wishing me. Really appreaciate it and everyone one of them are still saved in my phone. Whether you're the first or the last, or maybe the 9th erhem, it doesn't matter to me and I still appreaciate them. Thanks alot! Not forgetting those who wished me in friendster, blogs and MSN. You guys really made my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So how did I celebrate my day? Hmm. I went tuition, and spent the rest of my day infront of the computer. Interesting right? Right. Actually I didn't even feel like going out if not I would've gone out to somewhere. Mamak at least. Haha. Oh, to those who gave me presents, thanks (: I even had Mentos as my present. My friends can be really interesting sometimes. Not being sarcastic okay. I appreciate whatever that's given to me. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On a more serious note ( ya i'm gonna talk about exams again) , I'm dead worried about the upcoming exam. It's like I don't feel prepared for it at all? I feel that I have so much more to study. Okay not feel, but I really have ALOT to study. Kinda regret for not being consistent. Too much nonsense running through my mind also, think too much. I've been consistent in all my examinations throughout the whole upper secondary but what if.. what if my legs get tired in the last 100metre? What if I slip or fall when I'm about to reach the finishing line? That's what I'm worried about right now. What if everything just go "poof-ed!" when I opened my paper? Ah, just too many "What if's". I wasn't a straight A student in both of my previous major examinations and I hope to break it now, this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sigh. I can't even finish &lt;s&gt;reading&lt;/s&gt;memorizing Sejarah, even if I do, I forget the next day. And there's still Biology.. Additional Mathematics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay I just wasted like half an hour typing this. Haha. I don't even know how to blog anymore. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-5884532934929513251?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/5884532934929513251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=5884532934929513251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/5884532934929513251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/5884532934929513251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-is-actually-first-time-im-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-8893805560325518622</id><published>2007-10-07T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T01:24:06.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know, I know exam's near. I know I've been going out very often lately. It's not that I LIKE to go out, it's just that, something happened, and it's affecting my preparation. I need to put that off my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Am worried, yet nothing can be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-8893805560325518622?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/8893805560325518622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=8893805560325518622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/8893805560325518622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/8893805560325518622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-know-i-know-exams-near.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-1030757151083110277</id><published>2007-10-01T04:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T04:49:14.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; PMR brings back some memories. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.footprintsvietnam.com/vietnam_news/pic/1505lake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All the best people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-1030757151083110277?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/1030757151083110277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=1030757151083110277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/1030757151083110277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/1030757151083110277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/09/pmr-brings-back-some-memories.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-5820043606629938262</id><published>2007-09-30T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:50:24.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/Rv-S8dAMoGI/AAAAAAAAADs/LwzX7QlCn80/s1600-h/_gone_still_by_orangebutt.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115969268991434850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/Rv-S8dAMoGI/AAAAAAAAADs/LwzX7QlCn80/s320/_gone_still_by_orangebutt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Does this road look familiar to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The one we &lt;em&gt;walked&lt;/em&gt; on.&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/31203072-5820043606629938262?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/5820043606629938262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=5820043606629938262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/5820043606629938262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/5820043606629938262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/09/does-this-road-look-familiar-to-you-one.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/Rv-S8dAMoGI/AAAAAAAAADs/LwzX7QlCn80/s72-c/_gone_still_by_orangebutt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-4059060677109305427</id><published>2007-09-30T00:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T02:11:20.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Long time ago, I was tagged by Amelia, Grace, Nisha, Angeline and Iona. Looks like many are interested. HAHA. Just kidding, just being my usual self. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Top 8 Criterias For A &lt;s&gt;Perfect&lt;/s&gt; Almost Perfect Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;1. The tag victim has to come up with 8 different points about his/her perfect lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;2. Have to mention the gender of his/her perfect lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;3. Tag eight other victims to join this game and leave a comment on their blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;4. If you are tagged the second time, there is NO need to do this again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;5. Lastly, and most importantly, HAVE FUN DOING IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Understanding and Forgiving&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- For me, both of this come together as a package. If you're not understanding, no matter how nice we treat each other, things will never work. You have to understand what kind of person I am. As for forgiving, I've met people in my life who has that in themselves. It's something that I treasure and appreciate alot, cos you know, I tend to make mistakes when I speak or do things sometimes. Secondly, me myself am not someone who, what's that word again. &lt;em&gt;simpan dendam.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. One who cares bout her studies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You don't have to be good in your studies. As long as you put effort in it, you care about it, and you always try your best. Have you met people who doesn't care about their studies? Who sleeps right when the papers reach their hands? Who try their best to copy during exam? Who neglects their studies for other things? I'm sure you have. Those are exactly what I do not want in girls. In my opinion, most of the people who is from that category, will mix with the wrong people and end up being someone who I call, &lt;em&gt;sampah masyarakat .&lt;/em&gt; Again I stress that, you don't have to be smart and good in your studies, as long as you care, I believe, nothing can match with hardwork. It will pay in the end. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. One who knows how to make herself look good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;"Outer beauty doesn't matter, what matters is the inner beauty"&lt;/em&gt; I'm sure most of us have heard of this and said this ourselves. Yes I do agree with them. Inner beauty is the main thing I see in girls. But it is undeniable that, outer beauty is what we see in people also. Not to forget that, I'm anti lalas. What's with the blings man. And and and, don't talk to me like 'hands pain jor/nehh..' or anything that's similar to that. I'm sorry to say that, it turns me off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;-fRieNdSteR I fUlL. AdD mE In fRieNDsteR II oH. HAHAHA pls ah girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. One who is tolerant and patient.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tolerant enough to bear with my attitude but I believe that I've changed so it's not an issue anymore. Patience is very important. If you get angry over petty issues, sooner or later, things will fall apart. I was once a very impatient person, if I'm willing to change and trying my best, why can't you. Not saying that I'm a very patient person now, but I'm trying my best. Everything has a limit though, that I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. One who loves me for who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- You can teach me, you can guide me, you can change me into a better person. All those, I appreaciate. But you can't force me to change into someone who suits you and not me. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. A God loving person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-Enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Musician and Can speak English.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know why but I just love people who plays instruments. Wanted to play the piano myself so badly last time. but. HAHA. Forget it. Don't laugh. As for English speaker, maybe because I was once a person who's very bad in English but willing to learn therefore I prefer my other half to be able to speak that language as well. It's important. Of course it'd be better if she can speak both Mandarin and English, we can communicate even better. :D I'm actually running out of things that's why I include this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. I almost forgot, one who is caring!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;- This is important to keep the relationship going strong. I will always appreaciate and treasure people who shows concern and care for me. That is why I care for all my friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;I'm very sure I missed out some points too but I'm lazy to think. I know it's easy to fullfill all that, I know people who has all that. But relationship is not an easy thing. Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is beautiful, yet painful at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-4059060677109305427?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/4059060677109305427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=4059060677109305427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/4059060677109305427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/4059060677109305427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/09/long-time-ago-i-was-tagged-by-amelia.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-8940101122073753280</id><published>2007-09-28T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:50:24.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/Rvvo29AMoEI/AAAAAAAAADc/c0yC1NcFXC4/s1600-h/DSC00350.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114937832595300418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/Rvvo29AMoEI/AAAAAAAAADc/c0yC1NcFXC4/s320/DSC00350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is how my table looks like and this also explains why I always study on my bed. 3 weeks of mental torture has really taken it's toll on me. Will rest for this week and not gonna touch any books. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will do the tag by E-Jinn first, next would be the Top 8 thingy, hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 people you love. (excluding family members. Random order) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Lorna&lt;br /&gt;-Suzanne&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren&lt;br /&gt;-Mei Wei&lt;br /&gt;-Nisha&lt;br /&gt;-Sharon&lt;br /&gt;-Jolyn&lt;br /&gt;-Sabrina&lt;br /&gt;-Amelia&lt;br /&gt;-E-Jinn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm limited only to 10, and it doesn't sound right if I include guys in it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 things you want to do before you die along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-Apologize to those I've offended.&lt;br /&gt;-Tell my close friends that I treasure each and everyone of them.&lt;br /&gt;-Go overseas.&lt;br /&gt;-Finish my studies and enjoy a stable job.&lt;br /&gt;-Get married.&lt;br /&gt;-Spend time with family.&lt;br /&gt;-Mamak with mamak gang, outings with youth group and friends.&lt;br /&gt;-Thank those who's influencial in my life. I'll not be what I am today if not because of them.&lt;br /&gt;-Seeing someone succeed in her life, then I'll go with a smile. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;-Hug my friends and family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 things you cannot live without.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-God.&lt;br /&gt;-My computer.&lt;br /&gt;-My close friends.&lt;br /&gt;-My family.&lt;br /&gt;-Tissue? HAHA&lt;br /&gt;-Newspaper everyday.&lt;br /&gt;-Internet Connection.&lt;br /&gt;-My phone.&lt;br /&gt;-Cash.&lt;br /&gt;-My specs until I get my contacts.&lt;br /&gt;-Okay I can't think of any now, err, my blanket. Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 bad habits&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-Sleep too much.&lt;br /&gt;-Online too much.&lt;br /&gt;-Go out too often.&lt;br /&gt;-Spend too much.&lt;br /&gt;-Highest ranked procrastinator.&lt;br /&gt;-Lazy&lt;br /&gt;-Play too much.&lt;br /&gt;-Last minute person.&lt;br /&gt;-Dislike reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 attitudes that turns you off&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-People who uses foul languages.&lt;br /&gt;-Impatient.&lt;br /&gt;-Liars.&lt;br /&gt;-Backstabbers.&lt;br /&gt;-Boastful person.&lt;br /&gt;-Tidak apa attitude.&lt;br /&gt;-Gets angry easily.&lt;br /&gt;-Too sticky.&lt;br /&gt;-People who's seeking for attention.&lt;br /&gt;-Sweet talk too much. I mean, it's fine to do so, but not over the limit. aiyer.&lt;br /&gt;-'Thank yous' and 'I'm sorry' are like German to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 words to describe yourself. (5 good and 5 bad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You people come out with this. I know I smile alot (: Those who manage to list out all 4 good and bad stuff about me, will get a free drink hahaha I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 favourite bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-Planetshakers&lt;br /&gt;-Hillsongs&lt;br /&gt;-Casting Crown&lt;br /&gt;-My Chemical Romance&lt;br /&gt;-Boys like Girls&lt;br /&gt;-The Fray&lt;br /&gt;-Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;-Peterpan&lt;br /&gt;-Dewa19&lt;br /&gt;-Fall Out Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 most prized possessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-Him&lt;br /&gt;-My family&lt;br /&gt;-My friends.&lt;br /&gt;-My youth group.&lt;br /&gt;-My computer.&lt;br /&gt;-My phone.&lt;br /&gt;-My bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I tag nobody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Ng-Joanne! God bless you, girl. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114950146266538066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/Rvv0DtAMoFI/AAAAAAAAADk/81ZyIYZJxxI/s320/PC110092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The one beside me (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-8940101122073753280?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/8940101122073753280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=8940101122073753280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/8940101122073753280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/8940101122073753280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-is-how-my-table-looks-like-and.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/Rvvo29AMoEI/AAAAAAAAADc/c0yC1NcFXC4/s72-c/DSC00350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-642092174329003546</id><published>2007-09-23T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:50:25.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/RvZSwdAMoDI/AAAAAAAAADU/Dc_l2J-MYY0/s1600-h/P2090135.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113365419298431026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/RvZSwdAMoDI/AAAAAAAAADU/Dc_l2J-MYY0/s320/P2090135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My smile, my trademark. (:&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/31203072-642092174329003546?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/642092174329003546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=642092174329003546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/642092174329003546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/642092174329003546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-smile-my-trademark.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/RvZSwdAMoDI/AAAAAAAAADU/Dc_l2J-MYY0/s72-c/P2090135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-7807806987241345120</id><published>2007-09-21T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T03:15:38.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes I hate myself for not being tough enough mentally. I don't know why but it has always been like this. I don't have the patience to study finish my History and I just give up half way and hoping for miracle to happen the next day. It's always like this. I can burn and study for other subjects but just not this. It's okay if i can't study like crazy for History, but the problem is, I give up too easily each time I open the book. I'm gonna struggle tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh it's already 3:15 am now. Nothing's in my brain. Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-7807806987241345120?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/7807806987241345120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=7807806987241345120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/7807806987241345120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/7807806987241345120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/09/sometimes-i-hate-myself-for-not-being.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-6050811231052793221</id><published>2007-09-04T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T02:20:49.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/qq-bzgirl/Zannie/charityvisit8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/qq-bzgirl/Zannie/charityvisit8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spot Me :D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/qq-bzgirl/Zannie/charityvisit6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/qq-bzgirl/Zannie/charityvisit6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/qq-bzgirl/Zannie/charityvisit4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/qq-bzgirl/Zannie/charityvisit4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/qq-bzgirl/Zannie/charityvisit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/qq-bzgirl/Zannie/charityvisit1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E-Jinn's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to crop out the address there. So free publicity for you, Suzanne. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my post has been really short nowadays. But at least I update right? Okay, a not-so-short post next. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-6050811231052793221?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/6050811231052793221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=6050811231052793221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6050811231052793221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6050811231052793221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/09/spot-me-d-e-jinns-car.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/qq-bzgirl/Zannie/th_charityvisit8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-8445074126807097068</id><published>2007-09-02T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T23:51:12.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Walking into a room in a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;church&lt;/span&gt;, looking at everyone with books infront of them, and the silence in it, it serves as a reminder to me that, my exam is freaking near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best people.&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/31203072-8445074126807097068?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/8445074126807097068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=8445074126807097068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/8445074126807097068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/8445074126807097068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/09/walking-into-room-in-church-looking-at.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-8176604679334642377</id><published>2007-08-30T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T23:44:03.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I regret losing friendships more than losing anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is often said that friends come and go, but I always choose not to believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is something to be built with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;trust, honesty and understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another random post. And no, I'm not having some friendship problems. Just a little stressed out I guess. I think I should study now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/31203072-8176604679334642377?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/8176604679334642377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=8176604679334642377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/8176604679334642377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/8176604679334642377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-regret-losing-friendships-more-than.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-3594539280617695394</id><published>2007-08-30T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T20:16:11.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saw this the other day from friendster bulletins, just wanna post it up since it's quite interesting. It tells you what does each alphabeth of your name represents. It's interesting  maybe because it suits me. HAHAHAH. Read on then you'll know I'm not kidding. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;T: Great Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;A: DROP DEAD GORGEOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;N: good bf/gf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;F: People wild and crazy adore you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;A: DROP DEAD GORGEOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;N: good bf/gf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;G: Dont let people tell you what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Y: Loved by everybody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I: love to laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what do you people think? HAHAH. So true right, no? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try it out yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: DROP DEAD GORGEOUS&lt;br /&gt;B: Loves to make people laugh&lt;br /&gt;C: Really easy to fall in love with&lt;br /&gt;D: Is a great dancer&lt;br /&gt;E: Beautiful eyes&lt;br /&gt;F: People wild and crazy adore you&lt;br /&gt;G: Dont let people tell you what to do&lt;br /&gt;H: Easy to fall in love with&lt;br /&gt;I: love to laugh&lt;br /&gt;J: Easy to have fun with&lt;br /&gt;K: Really silly&lt;br /&gt;L: One of the most romantic people you&lt;br /&gt;know&lt;br /&gt;M: Makes dating fun&lt;br /&gt;N: good bf/gf&lt;br /&gt;0: Really easy to fall in love with&lt;br /&gt;P: Popular with all types of people&lt;br /&gt;Q: A hypocrite&lt;br /&gt;R: Can kick your butt&lt;br /&gt;S: Lives life for fun&lt;br /&gt;T: Great Friend&lt;br /&gt;U: Gets blamed for everything&lt;br /&gt;V: Not judgmental&lt;br /&gt;W: Very broad minded&lt;br /&gt;X: Never let people tell you what to do&lt;br /&gt;Y: Loved by everybody&lt;br /&gt;Z: Lives life for fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-3594539280617695394?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/3594539280617695394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=3594539280617695394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/3594539280617695394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/3594539280617695394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/08/saw-this-other-day-from-friendster.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-846647688246036843</id><published>2007-08-28T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T23:27:42.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm feeling so.. ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't study. It's bothering me. Hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-846647688246036843?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/846647688246036843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=846647688246036843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/846647688246036843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/846647688246036843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-feeling-so.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-1049221675387326711</id><published>2007-08-26T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T20:44:58.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my blog's like super dead but it's not that I'm lazy to update. Just that I really do not know what to talk about, like everytime I come online, I will for sure think of what to talk about in my blog but nothing's going on in my life, so I have nothing to talk about. I do the same thing almost everyday, the only place that I go to is mamak and mamak. Unless if you wanna read about each of my mamak outings. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering why I still don't get sick of mamaking, that's because we don't go there and eat, just wanna have time with friends. That helps in clearing off whatever that is inside our mind, especially when examination's so freaking near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about that, I may look like someone who's calm and damn confident in my studies but I'm actually not. I'm not prepared at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;The same old sentence he uses again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I know that's what many people will say right now but I'm so serious that you gotta trust me another time. Ha. (: I'm actually really stressed out inside but not doing anything about it. With this kinda attitude and preparation, I don't think I will do well for trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the slight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;kiasuness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; in me will push me to study as much as I can for this trials. I will quote what Sharon said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This has always been the problem don't you think? We regret for not studying earlier, for not paying attention in class and all that but we actually don't do anything about it? Talk, talk, talk only. Won't actually start studying one. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haha, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;SO TRUE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I feel so blessed with friends around me. Especially those featured in my friendster profile. They are those that I can tease and bully. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, most of the guys turn nasty after they can't get what they want. Agree with me? I'm talking to you girls. Not talking about myself la. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Loosin, whatever happened to our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bah Kut Teh &lt;/span&gt;outing? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-1049221675387326711?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/1049221675387326711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=1049221675387326711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/1049221675387326711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/1049221675387326711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-773114688972344046</id><published>2007-08-12T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T19:40:26.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay I got tagged by BoonMay. I jokingly asked her to tag me she really did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Instructions : Paste the following on your blog and tag people to answer the questions below. Have them tag other people. Your tagged friends will answer the questions about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your friend's name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; Ang Boon May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Jock, Geek, Prom King/Queen, Loner, Friendly, Flirtatious, Promiscuous, . Pick the word from the list that best describes your friend.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;friendly! (: Met her only once and we were stranger to each other back then but the next moment she's doing this to me already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;[picture removed upon request]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Choose 5 adjectives to describe your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;-tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;-pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;-friendly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;-nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;-fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What colour do you think best associates with your friend?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. In ten years time, where do you see your friend?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; hahaha. how would i know la. probably married to a young handsome rich guy. haha (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Describe your friend's blogging style.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;lifesyle blogger. Update very often. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I tag :&lt;br /&gt;Umm. Eimilea. Since you were the only one who did the previous one. Heh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &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/31203072-773114688972344046?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/773114688972344046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=773114688972344046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/773114688972344046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/773114688972344046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/08/okay-i-got-tagged-by-boonmay.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-5194273250132303979</id><published>2007-08-08T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T21:38:07.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;You took it.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;You stab it.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I take back my words.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I can't.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giler one, I wasn't emo but I don't know why I posted that. =/&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/31203072-5194273250132303979?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/5194273250132303979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=5194273250132303979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/5194273250132303979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/5194273250132303979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='..'/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-5076126872840157339</id><published>2007-08-06T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T20:20:39.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A smile on my face, finally.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Doesn't it feel nice to receive a random letter from a random person that you don't even know her name? Eventhough my name was spelt wrongly, but it certainly made my day. I mean, how many people or who actually still does this kinda things? Happy friendship day to you too, girl. (: For a moment I thought it was some invitation card or something. Hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Have you ever encountered a moment in your life when you almost died?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Say, getting knocked down by a vehicle, or a bout of heart attack suddenly came upon you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-5076126872840157339?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/5076126872840157339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=5076126872840157339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/5076126872840157339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/5076126872840157339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/08/smile-on-my-face-finally.html' title='A smile on my face, finally.'/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-1726432489143512318</id><published>2007-07-30T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T18:08:36.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been sometime.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay I'll do this to kill time. Got tagged by Nisha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;1. Do you ever lie about your age?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- I did. That was when I wanted to sign up for friendster. Other than that, why would I? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;2. Do you prefer "sensitive girls" or "tough girls"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- A mixture of both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;3. Do you prefer blonde or dark haired girls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;-Dark haired. Natural's the best. Or just dye it blue or green or something different. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;4. Are you currently single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;-My usual answer, yes but am not available. Don't wanna get involved yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;5. How many things in your past do you regret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- There will definitely be things that I regret doing. But not that I can remember anyway. Oh yeah, things that I did that caused conflict between me and close friend. That's the thing I regret the most I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;6. Do you have a best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;-Yeah.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;7. What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- I never liked this question. I wanna be a better person than I am now, someone that ppl can count on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;8. Who is the last person you hugged?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- Haha. None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;9. Have you ever got your heart broken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;-I'd be lying if I said no. Don't ask anything further though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;10. Have you ever thought of having a plastic surgery?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- This is another funny question. I'm thankful for what I have now. So, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;11. Do you like your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- Like what Nisha said, do we even have a choice? Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;12. Do you shop at Hollister?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- I don't even know where's that. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;13. Has one of your friends ever stolen a girlfriend from you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- I wouldn't call that as stealing. Friends don't do that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;14. Has one of your friends ever stabbed you in the back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- Not that I know even if they did. But it is possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;15. Do you have more friends that are boys or girls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- I don't count my friends. But I can blend better with girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;16. How long have you had friendster?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- February 2004.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;17. Have you ever cheated on someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- Never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;18. Has anyone ever cheated on you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- I'm too lazy to think if anyone did. Again, not that I can remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;19. Have you ever slapped a girl in the face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- Haha. yeah. Playfully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;20. What is one of your greatest fear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- Rejections. Needles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;21.Have you ever skipped class?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;-It's normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;22. Has anyone close to you ever passed away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- Thank God, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;23. Have you ever cried yourself to sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- dot dot dot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;24. Have you ever not been able to get someone out of your head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- I need to be honest in doing this kinda thing eh? Yeah, I admit. But don't ask. Not for you to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;25. Do you believe in the saying "once a cheater, always a cheater"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- NO. People change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;26. Have you ever had a good feeling about something and it turned out that you were right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- Sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;27. Do you ever wish you are famous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- To be frank, not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;28. Do you ever wish you are a guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;- I shouldn't be doing this lah. It's for girls. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;29.Do you think women smell nice in perfume?&lt;br /&gt;-They always do, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag&lt;br /&gt;1.Amelia&lt;br /&gt;2.Anyone from Swipe.&lt;br /&gt;3.Lisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boonmay, I'll do yours when I really recover. Lol&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/31203072-1726432489143512318?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/1726432489143512318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=1726432489143512318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/1726432489143512318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/1726432489143512318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-been-sometime.html' title='It&apos;s been sometime.'/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-5903739528714853739</id><published>2007-07-30T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T17:29:57.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not sick, just a little unwell.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just had a jab yesterday and my whole body turned into jelly. Totally no energy and I'm still feeling the effect now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's wrong, but it's like I'm forever tired no matter how long I sleep. And I feel that my head's heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentally tired. Can anyone explain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post longer when I recover later. =/&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/31203072-5903739528714853739?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/5903739528714853739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=5903739528714853739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/5903739528714853739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/5903739528714853739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-not-sick-just-little-unwell.html' title='I&apos;m not sick, just a little unwell.'/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-4051508978909261521</id><published>2007-07-26T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T09:58:03.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're my healer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You hold my every moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You calm my raging seas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You walk with me through fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And heal all my disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Have been feeling like crap for the past few days. I need to study, I need to go back to school. Argh.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/31203072-4051508978909261521?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/4051508978909261521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=4051508978909261521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/4051508978909261521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/4051508978909261521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/07/youre-my-healer.html' title='You&apos;re my healer.'/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-1181631552946587366</id><published>2007-07-22T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:50:25.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last chapter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l3fpwWALMrA/RqSdtrukYbI/AAAAAAAAAfo/RMJTSt4sS3Q/s1600/holdinghands2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l3fpwWALMrA/RqSdtrukYbI/AAAAAAAAAfo/RMJTSt4sS3Q/s1600/holdinghands2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"We don't have mutual feelings between us. There's nothing that anyone can ever do to that. It's just time that we should face the fact and move on." Faith said to Tommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Things were never the same for Tommy and Faith again. They got drifted apart even further. A friend to friend relationship is what Faith wanted, but Tommy knew, things won't work out that way. After all those conflicts, he knew he has lost a close friend, a close-to-perfect girl in his life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before this, Tommy has been praying everyday that God will bless relationship with Faith. Whatever that happened had left a big hole in his heart, a hole that will never recover. He promised Faith that he will let go, but he himself knew that it's going to be freaking hard. Something that's been accumulated over the past 2 and a half years, gone in just an hour of talk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Ahh, it's been a long journey.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I don't want to continue to sound like as if there's hope between us. It might be hard and I might sound selfish to you right now, but trust me, that's what you need now." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This last sentence, is something that Tommy will never forget. It wasn't easy for him to move on, and he suffered with depression after that whole incident. Everything seems so meaningless for him. Seeing Faith with another guy would be worse than this, he didn't even wanna think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Can we still be close friends like we used to be? I wanna be your bestfriend that has no feelings towards you." Tommy said silently in his heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204);font-size:130%;" &gt;- do not assume as real story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;This would most probably be the end of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://fangyi75.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Much love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fangyi.&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/31203072-1181631552946587366?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/1181631552946587366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=1181631552946587366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/1181631552946587366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/1181631552946587366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/07/last-chapter-of-my-life.html' title='The last chapter.'/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l3fpwWALMrA/RqSdtrukYbI/AAAAAAAAAfo/RMJTSt4sS3Q/s72-c/holdinghands2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-2456703274168537860</id><published>2007-07-19T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T01:43:24.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"See you in dreamland later. " (:</title><content type='html'>I have a serious problem here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sleep too much. Seriously. I still feel sleepy even after taking long naps and all. Argh. Time wasted and I must find cara-cara mengatasi masalah ini. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anybody tell me when is our trials? My school just can't give us an exact date. Many people from other schools told me that trials starts in September. But school teachers told us teras subjects start in August. So who should I listen to you tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh someone commented that my post are too emo. Are they? =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-2456703274168537860?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/2456703274168537860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=2456703274168537860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/2456703274168537860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/2456703274168537860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/07/see-you-in-dreamland-later_18.html' title='&quot;See you in dreamland later. &quot; (:'/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-8956137424349110601</id><published>2007-07-14T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:50:27.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parallel Lines.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;The worst feeling is having to see your close friend who has so much impact in your life, leaving to other country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a103/worlddestruction86/n502298992_63404_9629resized.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, sorry that I have abandoned my blog. Didn't feel like blogging at all and was lazy also. So here's some pictures for the ISCF rally that I'll take from other ppl's blog. Camera was in Australia the other day so I couldn't take any.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nDAcwNGlu60/RpdwmcQm41I/AAAAAAAAAfI/D9qGcOjKPDo/s1600/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Singers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086889213647547522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/RphCyc86bII/AAAAAAAAAC8/sUriZ7V9DOw/s320/DSC04035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jozilla and I.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086889960971857042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/RphDd886bJI/AAAAAAAAADE/swhyTOdKlWw/s320/DSC04031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nice serving with you yo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In case yall didn't know, I was the usher on that day. And it was really a great experience. Had lotsa fun but this is our last year already. One week before the rally starts, I was asked to think of a cheer and that was really hard for me. I was like asking around, asking everyone to think of me cos guys can't think. =D Thanks to Roy and Nisha who managed to come out with a cheer for me. We didn't use that cheer anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7gyskMZHneg/Ro_BQQbtDJI/AAAAAAAABUA/MLGmZkHS7ss/s1600/DSCF0062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ushers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nDAcwNGlu60/RpdtecQm4mI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/NeukQXjjXGc/s1600/15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I told you I'm not that short, Grace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nDAcwNGlu60/RpdwVcQm40I/AAAAAAAAAfA/7Jf66oJGzBc/s1600/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 thumbs up for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nDAcwNGlu60/RpdwMcQm4zI/AAAAAAAAAe4/WO4S38rJ1JM/s1600/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7gyskMZHneg/Ro_HNQbtDUI/AAAAAAAABVY/SKVCyoXxLCI/s1600/DSCF0074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Angeline and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7gyskMZHneg/Ro_JRQbtDYI/AAAAAAAABVw/Yd8o-vmkrV0/s1600/DSCF0075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Whayying and I.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So that's all. Go to interschoolrally07.blogspot.com for more pictures. 400+ pictures there. Really thank God that everything went smoothly on that day. Except that I dropped my wallet on that day, which contains my monthly allowance, my tuition fee, my IC and driving thumbprint card.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday I took a Taylor's scholarship form from teacher and as I read through, the requirements are :-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- minimum of 7A's in mid year examination.  Okay I have more than this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-photos of myself.  I think I have it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;MyKad&lt;/strong&gt;. Deii. =.=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;2 things that will never meet each other no matter how hard you try. They are like parallel lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/31203072-8956137424349110601?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/8956137424349110601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=8956137424349110601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/8956137424349110601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/8956137424349110601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/07/parallel-lines.html' title='Parallel Lines.'/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nDAcwNGlu60/RpdwmcQm41I/AAAAAAAAAfI/D9qGcOjKPDo/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-2238078834318662323</id><published>2007-06-22T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T23:05:19.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We no longer have the chemistry between us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;      I knew it was a bad idea from the very beginning. Those late night messages, those late night calls, the smile. Gone are the days. It all started 2 years ago..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I was only 15 years old at that time ; a year where I had to sit for a major exam at the end of the year. Worried as I was, my parents sent me to tuition centres in order for me to follow my brother's footstep ; to score straight A's. Despite all the effort by my parents, I still didn't give a crap on my studies. In fact, I was rebellious and a delinquent teenager, like many others. As a graduate from chinese school, I could hardly speak a sentence of English and there I was in a school where majority were English educated. I tried to fit in but ended up joining a group of boys who were like the big brothers of the school, as I thought they were way cooler than those nerds in class, and we had no communication problem. That was how I become what I was at that time, rebellious and rude. That was my life throughout the whole year; skipping schools and loitering at street corners, until I met HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During one of the tuition that I attend, I noticed some new faces and this particular girl caught my attention. Wearing a blue Tee and jeans, straight long hair tied in pony tail and a pair of lovely eyes, sitting at the corner of the class. Noticing that I was looking at her, we exchanged smiles. I knew she was someone special. I tried to concentrate and look back at the board in front, but my mind has already wandered away, I just couldn't get her off my mind. The thing that amazed me was her straight long hair, I wondered how did she maintain that. As soon as the class finishes, I watched her entering her car, and I walked home. At that moment, I knew I wanted to know more of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a Saturday night and after my usual outing to the mamak stall near my house with my buddies, I went home and sat in front of the computer. That was the boring routine that I go through everyday. Logging on to Windows Live Messenger, or better known as MSN, I asked around about that girl that caught my attention earlier on. Little did I know that, she was already in my list long time ago just that we never talked. After knowing that, I wasted no time and messaged her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, you are? " asked me. " Oh hey, I'm Christine." replied her. And from then on, we chatted throughout the whole night like as if we have known each other for a long time and before she went off to study ( her exam was probably around the corner) , we exchanged number. "Here's my number and keep me awake for the night, I can't afford to fall asleep anymore! ' said Christine. "Sure!" replied me. Inside my heart, I was more than happy to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As days passed by, we eventually got closer and closer. We talked to each other everyday and we shared about almost everything. There were no secrets between us at all. After a few months, we became each other's best friend. We helped each other in our studies and I improved a lot, especially my English, because of Christine. After our tuition every Wednesday, we would stay back and discuss our work together. From then onwards, I knew she was someone irreplaceable. Like any friendships, there were ups and downs for us but we always patched things up and the bond between us became closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During one of the Wednesday, as usual we stayed back and did our work in the place that we usually go to. By then, I already had feelings for her but I never had the courage to tell her. But I was pretty sure she too feels the same from the way she treats me and talks to me. I noticed she was in good mood on that day and I told myself, this is the time, for me to confess to her. "Why are you so quiet today? This is so not you!" Christine said with a laugh. All I could do was give her a nonchalant smile. Many things were running through my mind at that moment and I wasn't sure whether to pour out or not. After thinking for quite awhile, I finally gathered enough courage to open my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Christine, I have something to tell you but I'm not sure whether I should or not." said me. "Come on, Simon" was her reply. " Okay, actually ever since that special Saturday night, my feelings has already developed for you. After what we have gone through together, I knew you're the one for me. I love you, Christine. " Those 3 words just poured out of my mouth and I was nervous. I looked at her eyes waiting for her reply but she looked down and there was silence between us for a moment. After Christine lifted up her head, she said she wasn't sure of her own feelings and she needed some time to think about it. " One thing for sure though, I won't make any decision haphazardly." said Christine. At that time, her car came and we both went our own ways back home. As soon as I reached home, I received a message from her. I was excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Simon, I truly appreciate you as a friend and you have been good to me, way better than anyone else. Thank you for that. Actually I was close to you because I needed a company, I was lonely after the break-up with my previous boyfriend. Frankly speaking, you're just a replacement for him in my heart, my feelings for him hasn't faded at all. Thank you for whatever that you have done for me, but I'm really sorry. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart sank. I didn't know what to reply next and I thought we had a future together. I thought she was real, I thought I had a chance, I thought.. My tears began rolling down my cheeks. The worst feeling ever is having a high hope crashing down to the solid rock. It has been some time since I last teared for someone. After that day, we no longer have the chemistry between us, we no longer talk to each other anymore and I knew that was the end of our friendship. I didn't see her in tuition anymore, I didn't see her coming online anymore. I wondered why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few weeks, I got to know from her friend that, she has migrated to New Zealand with her family because her dad got a job there. That has officially ended our beautiful friendship. At least now, I'm a changed person because of her. A better person. Try as hard as I may, but I still can't forget bout her. Memories of us together still lingers around. After that time, I know that I will not fall in love so deeply anymore, never ever. "Thanks for the memories, though" I said in my heart silently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;this post should not be assumed to be a real story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Inspired by my friend, WK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-2238078834318662323?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/2238078834318662323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=2238078834318662323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/2238078834318662323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/2238078834318662323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/06/we-no-longer-have-chemistry-between-us.html' title='We no longer have the chemistry between us.'/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-6040682931789578248</id><published>2007-06-12T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T21:52:43.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't look at me. =/</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hey ppl, I'm selling MGS's canteen day coupons. So if any of you readers are going, please get them from me and I will love you more. Hah. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Don't ask why am I selling though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-6040682931789578248?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/6040682931789578248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=6040682931789578248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6040682931789578248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6040682931789578248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/06/dont-look-at-me.html' title='Don&apos;t look at me. =/'/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-824014796804174024</id><published>2007-06-08T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T02:48:30.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Saturday Night, do you still remember?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Warning: Emo post ahead, skip if you don't wish to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How many of you are actually still in contact with your primary school friends? Even if you do,  with how many? 1 or 2 out of 50? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some friends come and they stay with you, some come and they will eventually leave you one day when they have found something else, someone else nicer, outside. I admit that I don't keep in touch with most of my primary school friends, only with those who stay around my area which eventually became my mamak kakis. I had a primary reunion recently and I was soo disappointed.. with myself. I couldn't remember most of their names, when they mention someone, I couldn't remember how that person looks like, and the worst thing was, when I saw the person that I used to go his house almost everyday to play last time, I didn't even go and approach him. I didn't even talk to him. I didn't join them. When they came to us, I moved away to join the smaller group. Why you wonder? I felt uncomfortable, I felt that I couldn't fit in. I felt that we couldn't talk. Different 'frequency'. Yes, I did feel guilty and bad. I wish things weren't like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Remember those personal details book we used to pass around during primary? not sure bout other schools, but i know in chinese schools everyone does this. I found mine yesterday, after searching for it for like damn long. As I looked through those messages/poems that they left for me, they totally wrenched my heart. Almost all of them are in chinese, so I don't really know how to translate them into English. Nevermind bout that, back to the point. Suddenly I felt that I miss them. I felt so bad that when I had the chance, I didn't approach them, and it's sad that not many turned up also. I don't know if any of you will read this, but if so happen that any of you stumble upon this blog, my message to yall is, all of you have a place in my heart. Like what I promised, after SPM I will do another reunion. Sorry that I didn't really talk that day, but we're really of different frequency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know why am I getting all emo. I fikir too much. I think I blogged bout this before, but I gonna do it again. The only time where I feel really calm, happy and not thinking of anything is when I'm with the youth. That is why I enjoy going out with y'all. Remember got once we were separated? I seriously missed all of yall. But I'm glad that we're still able to see each other now. Y'all are like brothers and sisters to me. Not trying to bersweet mouth here, I don't do that. But really, despite the age gap, and I'm like the youngest among yall, I still feel really comfortable. Things have definitely changed, alot I would say, back then I only know a few and I didn't even mix with the guys. I've said before but I'll say again, thanks alot. Life's definitely better with y'all. I've learnt alot. Eventhough I sound emo now, but I'm still the fangyi who's ever smiling that y'all know kay. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The reason why I'm getting all emo is because of this person, this close friend of mine, S. We were once so close, 2 years ago. As day passes by, I feel that we're drifting apart. No no, we are mmg drifting apart. I wish I could turn back time, or just sleep forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gosh, I don't know why I blog like a girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-pictures will be added tmr-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-824014796804174024?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/824014796804174024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=824014796804174024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/824014796804174024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/824014796804174024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/06/special-saturday-night-do-you-still.html' title='Special Saturday Night, do you still remember?'/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-1337499915796826694</id><published>2007-06-03T13:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:50:28.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am excited, are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071709329023712114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/RmJUw4B-O3I/AAAAAAAAACs/M6N3zXm8WtE/s320/PS_flyer_low%252Bres.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071709466462665602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/RmJU44B-O4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/sZuySuyarvc/s320/Hillsong_flyer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See you there. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-1337499915796826694?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/1337499915796826694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=1337499915796826694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/1337499915796826694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/1337499915796826694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-excited-are-you_02.html' title='I am excited, are you?'/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/RmJUw4B-O3I/AAAAAAAAACs/M6N3zXm8WtE/s72-c/PS_flyer_low%252Bres.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-9110681988004270515</id><published>2007-05-29T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:50:29.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's funny that I update during my exam and not after my exam when I'm dead bored. Nothing happened and same old boring routine everyday so I really do not know what to talk about. Not even now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, can anybody teach me how to make my own skin? Too many ugly and emo skins in blogskins.com, it's getting harder to find a nice skin nowadays. Why is everyone getting so emo lately! Including me I think, things have been rough, but I'm fine. (: Finally 2 weeks plus of mental torture is gone but I'm not gonna bore you guys with studies again, hopefully there will be an outing soon. I'm dying of boredom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I just found out that there are many pictures which I have not posted up yet due to laziness and since I don't know what to talk about now I might as well just post some of em up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069802350659386018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/RluOYIB-OqI/AAAAAAAAABE/PZkDLZkPupI/s320/DSCF4525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;MGS friends. Great friends. In yeewen's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069803974157023938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/RluP2oB-OsI/AAAAAAAAABU/zSr0QtJdn14/s320/yw,%2Bcy,%2Bcj%2Bb%2527day%2B035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jaymi and I.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069803205357877938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/RluPJ4B-OrI/AAAAAAAAABM/sK4CFHJbasU/s320/DSCF4531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I don't know what are they trying to do. This picture looks damn wrong. HAHA.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069804532502772434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/RluQXIB-OtI/AAAAAAAAABc/Fx21XbY66zo/s320/DSCF4595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lalafied. Loosin maybe you should do this more often. HAHA. Picture will be removed upon request.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069806117345704674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/RluRzYB-OuI/AAAAAAAAABk/pS3KBq_9Lmc/s320/DSC01076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Class that I go to when I'm bored.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069807689303735058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/RluTO4B-OxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-ete0ysBbLE/s320/PC240248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Irin and SharonTeoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069808071555824418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/RluTlIB-OyI/AAAAAAAAACE/dohd3BY07ho/s320/PC240253.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Me and Gideon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069809059398302530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/RluUeoB-O0I/AAAAAAAAACU/7KDLEdlg-4U/s320/PC160055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I love them. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069809707938364242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/RluVEYB-O1I/AAAAAAAAACc/MmuPWUDmaIA/s320/P3080034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lorna and Nisha. I look weird. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069810399428098914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/RluVsoB-O2I/AAAAAAAAACk/2jtyxTRwVQo/s320/P3300001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Outing with Mgsians and Acsians. Thanks guys (: Sharon looks nice here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I picked a few pictures from outings that I didn't post. So that's all. I hate to upload pictures using blogger. It's crazy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-9110681988004270515?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/9110681988004270515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=9110681988004270515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/9110681988004270515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/9110681988004270515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-funny-that-i-update-during-my-exam.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/RluOYIB-OqI/AAAAAAAAABE/PZkDLZkPupI/s72-c/DSCF4525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-7580166857488238992</id><published>2007-05-17T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T12:49:00.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Bahasa Melayu 1&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Bahasa Melayu 2&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;English1&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;English2&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Mathematics1&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Sejarah 1&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Mathematics2&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;EST2&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Addmaths1&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Moral&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Biology1&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Sejarah2&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Physics1&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Phsycis2&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Chemistry1&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Chemistry 2&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Physics 3&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Biology2&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chemistry3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PJK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EST1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Biology3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Addmaths2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4 more days, 9 more papers! But they are all tough papers, even on the last day. Siigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously, if you ask me now why do I go to school for, my answer would be meet up with friends and I can't skip too much. I would if only I could. Fullstop. Teachers nowadays are really useless, sorry to say that, but I really don't learn anything in school. I admit that I depend on my tuitions and of course myself only. Teachers nowadays are more like reading out whatever that is in the textbook to us and expect us to understand the whole chapter. The textbooks are crap anyways. Except for subjects like Sejarah, and maybe Moral. Besides that, teachers are like rushing to finish the syllabus and leaving us students not knowing anything in the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My physics teacher is a good example, she flies. And expect us to answer questions THAT tough when she herself is a crappy teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pergi sekolah untuk menimba ilmu&lt;/em&gt;. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another pointless entry, time for bed. Goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-7580166857488238992?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/7580166857488238992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=7580166857488238992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/7580166857488238992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/7580166857488238992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/05/bahasa-melayu-1-bahasa-melayu-2.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-1676186970568266795</id><published>2007-05-15T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:50:30.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Distractions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/Rkkl75dxKlI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ES50qhGl8J8/s1600-h/P1010378.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064620966923020882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/Rkkl75dxKlI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ES50qhGl8J8/s320/P1010378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt; Now I know why I can't concentrate during revisions. Hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;Anyways, 13 papers down, 11 more papers to go. 5 more days. Sejarah is over at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;How did I do so far? &lt;strong&gt;Really badly&lt;/strong&gt;, probably the &lt;strong&gt;worst&lt;/strong&gt;. Especially for Sejarah. It's so depressing when you see the questions and go, 'Oh I've read this!' but everything just suddenly blanked out and you can't remember a single shit. That is exactly what happened to me. A normally 2 pages essay I did it in one page. Go figure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;I didn't even know what to crap. Argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;Hope that the rest of my papers can cover up all those papers that I did badly, which is like all. i believe that I'm stronger in Science papers but again, I'm soo unprepared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;I want at least nothing less than 5 A's. I would be satisfied if I achieve that considering that I'm not really prepared. But, it's not an achievement because I scored 8A's for 6 or 7 test the whole year last year. I've gotta get things right. Something has gone wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/Rkko95dxKmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/lHLKp3yTxG4/s1600-h/snow2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064624299817642594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/Rkko95dxKmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/lHLKp3yTxG4/s320/snow2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-1676186970568266795?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/1676186970568266795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=1676186970568266795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/1676186970568266795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/1676186970568266795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/05/distractions.html' title='Distractions.'/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/Rkkl75dxKlI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ES50qhGl8J8/s72-c/P1010378.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-741285470396684674</id><published>2007-05-10T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T01:56:15.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of papers and pens. Oh, and coffee.</title><content type='html'>Exams are seriously making me sad. I'm forced to stay awake at night, I can't enjoy my afternoon nap, and and, I can't come online that's why you see no updates! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm a last minute person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My exam's is going on now and I have 2 words for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TOTALLY SCREWED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious this time. I'm waaay behind compared to others, and feeling kinda pressured. Well that's because I have expectations to meet and I've set a high target for myself. But with this kinda preparation, it's &lt;s&gt;impossible&lt;/s&gt; hard to reach all that. I feel so &lt;strong&gt;unprepared&lt;/strong&gt;, cannot afford to flunk my papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have not had enough sleep lately and I guess this will go on until I finally finish my last paper, which is Addmath2. Back in Form3, I used to depend on nescafe alot to stay awake and it worked. The thing now is, it doesn't work on me anymore, no matter how much I drink. Hmm. Maybe it wasn't the coffee that was helping me, maybe it was my phone that keep me awake back then. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will look at this exam positively though, without it I don't think I'll ever touch books like Biology and Sejarah. And I just realised that they are quite interesting actually, some of it at least. Really. I'm not saying just to convince myself. Hopefully after this exam, all those Form4 facts will still stay until the next exam. Whatever it is, I'll try my best. All the best to those who are taking exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I don't know the point of me writing this entry, I have nothing to talk about, just wanted to 'revive' this blog. I should be sleeping or revising at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today during our Mathematics 2 paper, my English teacher said to us, we have to be selfish during exams. She was trying to tell us that we shouldn't let others see our answers. I find it hard to do that, cos it's like ppl around you are all your classmates for 1.5 year? And they are all your friends? I don't believe anyone of you will say to your friend, 'No, I will not let you see' and covers the paper. So tell me, what can I do? What can we do? Pretend to sleep right after you finish your paper? I do not know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-741285470396684674?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/741285470396684674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=741285470396684674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/741285470396684674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/741285470396684674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/05/of-papers-and-pens-oh-and-coffee.html' title='Of papers and pens. Oh, and coffee.'/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-4739206102438864166</id><published>2007-05-02T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:50:30.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May angels.</title><content type='html'>I'm really sorry my deeeaaaaaar readers! No excuse this time. Lazy. fullstop. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever seen girl who curses her parents because of food? Because of not being able to go to &lt;em&gt;pasar malam&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever heard of girl who cries just because her brother gets to eat McD and she can't cos she's in school?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever seen a greedy girl who would fight with siblings just because of food and food?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I have. And that is my sister. I seriously do not understand what's her problem. It's really embarrassing, for a 14 year old girl to do that. I always hear complaints from my girl-friends that they feel that they're fat and all, when obviously they're not and always going on diet just because of what they feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I wish my sister's like them, always looking after their diet. Not to say that my sister's fat though, but I'm just too &lt;em&gt;geram&lt;/em&gt; with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why I respect ppl like Amelia and Irin, who are so matured for their age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a lighter note,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday to,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grace Ng Cool Dude[10].&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059993762431838786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/Rji1hJdxKkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/d1k1W8fwavs/s320/DSC01219ag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Old already lah you, can go and buy wrinkles cream already (=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One who talks nonsense all the time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Queen of camwhore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Too much to talk bout her, overall, she's a great friend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks for everything and all the best in everything you do. God bless!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                       &lt;strong&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Juvee Teh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;                                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/77/96/14936977/915840909l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                            Amelia and Juvee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And lastly, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zu Wern&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All the best to all three of you. (=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-4739206102438864166?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/4739206102438864166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=4739206102438864166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/4739206102438864166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/4739206102438864166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/05/may-angels.html' title='May angels.'/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lAHwIuZyytE/Rji1hJdxKkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/d1k1W8fwavs/s72-c/DSC01219ag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-6839205712173672915</id><published>2007-04-11T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T13:53:44.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday, girl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She looks like 17, but actually she's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She's tall and matured for her age, which is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She's smart yet humble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chocolates are her enemies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She's one great friend, who has a good sense of humour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She's one of a kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And she's finally 15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Amelia Lee!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5514/3290/320/DSC01614%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;May God bless you in whatever you do. All the best in everything (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/31203072-6839205712173672915?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/6839205712173672915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=6839205712173672915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6839205712173672915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6839205712173672915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/04/she-looks-like-17-but-actually-shes-not.html' title='Happy birthday, girl.'/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-5041583136565223364</id><published>2007-04-04T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T20:48:15.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm back for a quick update. Don't want my blog to look sooo dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I'm tagged by Iona again, don't mind doing it though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Write 10 unknown facts about yourself and tag the next 10 person of your choice, no tagging back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tag#1: 10 Unknown facts about myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. I only reply certain people's messages. But sometimes it's because my credit died or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. I go to Modern like 3-4 times a week. So now you know where to find me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. I sleep every afternoon from 130-4 except for Monday, Friday, and Saturday. I need that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. I don't think I'm hardworking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. I wish I look better and taller. Not complaining though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. I'm always broke. Overspending everytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. I can't do calculations involving electricity, I just don't know why, since Form3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. I like to kill mosquitoes. Especially those fat ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9. I don't mind anything as my present. Even the smallest, ugliest thing. Cough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10. I'm starting to dislike Chinese songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tag#2 5 reasons why I blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;By Iona too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Like what I said in my very first entry of my old blog, someone asked me to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. I feel that I'm closer to my friends through blogging. At least we still talk in tagboard, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. It is the IN thing now. And I like it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. So that I can pour things out. Not my problems though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. To waste my time. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I tag..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MunKhea, Whayying, Angeline, Li Anne, Joanne Lee...and whoever that reads my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MunKhea and Li-anne&lt;/strong&gt;: Will blog about that tomorrow, I need time for that kinda post you know? Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-5041583136565223364?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/5041583136565223364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=5041583136565223364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/5041583136565223364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/5041583136565223364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-back-for-quick-update.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-6259341506432094263</id><published>2007-03-28T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T18:12:50.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things are better not to be known, it's because you'll be in pain after knowing it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So now, just how well do you know me? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/167509"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/167509&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Going school is a total waste of time nowadays, not even a single teacher entered. Except for Physics, which I skipped. Hopefully I get to skip school for the next 2 days. Exam's coming and I'm unprepared for the second time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bad start of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-6259341506432094263?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/6259341506432094263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=6259341506432094263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6259341506432094263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6259341506432094263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/03/some-things-are-better-not-to-be-known.html' title='Some things are better not to be known, it&apos;s because you&apos;ll be in pain after knowing it.'/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-6115457204401613291</id><published>2007-03-27T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T19:16:09.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ohmygosh the weather kills man! The heat, unbearable! &lt;s&gt;Ugh, going out for a bowl of ABC now. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;And ugh, I just typed a long post and because of some error I have to retype it. Will update tonight. Sigh&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stall is closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It seems that the friendship test thing is the IN thing now, I see that almost everywhere. Maybe I'll do one later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends. Many of us often wonder, will they leave us someday? For me, some will, some will not. You can't expect every single friends of yours to be with you forever especially when in Form5 where, after that, things will definitely change. Different cliques. Different ambitions. Different colleges. Different attitude. Sending friends off. Tears. And it's scary thinking bout it, but we have to face it one day. However I believe that there are still some will not, thsoe that had gone through ups and downs with you, weathered everything together with you, you'll have a place in their heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years, I've found some really good friends and lost contact with me. But that's life, right? I had this friend, who was really close to me, but due to some misunderstanding and arguments, I almost lost that friendship. Eventhough I didn't lose it, but everything's null and void now. Things are different already. Thinking bout it now, it hurts so badly, but I've moved on already. Can't afford to lose another though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After joining HCA youth, I met a bunch of crazy yet really nice people. I still remember, the first day in youth, I was asked to introduce myself and Caleb mis-heard it as funny and that's how Mr Farnie that name came. Followed by Simon and John. Those that know me well, will know that I can't crack jokes actually. fangyi-farnie, get it? Nevermind. After a few months, I got closer to them eventually. And I started joining them for outings and mamak but that's with the college group. That is why I am closer to them compared to those that are younger or same age as me. But 2 weeks ago, we got a shocking news that the college group will be separated from us and will have their own cell group. Honestly, my heart sanked upon hearing that, and many others too. But I guess it's good in some way. The only time when I can see them is only mamak, and that's also with only some. With them, I find peace and joy. You guys have made a difference in my life. Conclusion, I heart my youth. I treasure you guys. Thank God for them and thank you guys for making me feel comfortable being with yall. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I have Impax and other good friends too. Just want to let yall know that, eventhough we might be separated one day, but yall will always have a place in my heart. I know sometimes yall have to deal with my attitude problems, but I'll try to be a better and more pleasant friend. My youth, Impax, Jinne and my mamak gang, you guys made a difference in my life. 'Friends forever' , is a promise from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I actually uploaded a few pictures of you guys but since I have to retype it, I'm lazy to put them up already. It's slow. And I try putting up the friendship test in my blog but couldn't, anyone don't mind helping? (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-6115457204401613291?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/6115457204401613291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=6115457204401613291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6115457204401613291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/6115457204401613291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/03/ohmygosh-weather-kills-man-heat.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-5450447959553543275</id><published>2007-03-25T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T22:22:28.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After seeing my laziest friend creating a blog, and the super dead swipe's blog coming alive again thanks to a meaningful from yeewen, and some others, I guess the time has come for me to update. (= My inspirations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MunKhea tagged me like one month ago? and 13 days to be precise. So I'll do it eventhough I think I've done it before in my old blog, but whatever, I'll do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Each player of this game starts out by giving 6 weird things about themselves. People who get tagged need to write in a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state the rules clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. After you do that, leave them each a comment letting them know you tagged them and to read your blog!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't expect things that are really weird, cos I'm not that weird. So, simply &lt;em&gt;lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I can only study at night like between 11pm - 3am. That's when my mind can absorb stuff. I can NEVER study in the afternoon, can sleep from 130pm - 7pm though. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The first thing I look for when I open my eyes is my handphone, but that's normal. After that, newspaper! I need to read it every morning even when I know I'm in a rush. If not, my day would be miserable. I get really &lt;em&gt;mang&lt;/em&gt; when I wake up and see others reading newspaper, that means I have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I can't sleep without my blanket. No matter how hot the weather is, I still need it. Yes, even when there's no electricity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Err, I can't think of any anymore. But this will do. I click better with girls than guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I don't really watch TV. Hardly. Princess Hour, what?! Grey's Anatomy, what?! Anime, hehe. But I watch One Tree Hill &lt;3 though. I spend most of my time infront of computer even when there's nothing much for me to do. After reading blogs that I usually read, I'll just stare blankly at the monitor without doing anything until someone shoos me off, which only my elder bro can do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. Err I can't think of anything now. Will edit this when I think of any, so for now, this will do. I hate hate hate to watch basketball eventhough I play that game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Phew. Not that weird right? My turn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jinne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Gary Ooi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Chai Yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Xuewen/Yeewen/Hweiping/Loosin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; Jaymi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates in my mind!&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/31203072-5450447959553543275?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/5450447959553543275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=5450447959553543275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/5450447959553543275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/5450447959553543275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/03/after-seeing-my-laziest-friend-creating.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-8842046703519199681</id><published>2007-02-28T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T23:53:53.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell doesn't mean goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm gonna go on a hiatus. Long or short, depends. Maybe I'm a lil lazy, but that's not the main reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did that once before, but I came back after awhile. So we'll see how things go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just say I'm emotionally unfit to blog. And I just screwed up my Sejarah, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back...hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Farewell doesn't mean goodbye, you know right? (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-8842046703519199681?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/8842046703519199681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=8842046703519199681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/8842046703519199681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/8842046703519199681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/02/farewell-doesnt-mean-goodbye.html' title='Farewell doesn&apos;t mean goodbye'/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-117059542017893439</id><published>2007-02-04T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T21:23:40.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt; Before I talk about the party that I went yesterday, I'll talk about the sports day that was held in the morning first. Was suppose to run in 400m but I &lt;s&gt;chicken out&lt;/s&gt; had to sell drinks so someone else replaced me ( who got last -.- ) . The night before that, went touring around Bukit Tinggi just to find for a big sized cups. We went Tesco, 99market, 100Yen, 7-11 and finally Giant only we found slightly bigger cups than others, but quite fun actually =p Would like to thank U-Xinn for fetching us around. Everything was like so last minute and I didn't like it at all. It's like 2 days before the sports day nobody was talking bout it, until the day before it, only we started planning. Last minute planning, = disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda &lt;em&gt;mang &lt;/em&gt;in the morning due to some reasons at home and that's something that I regretted the most now. Sorry to all, especially that pig. Really. I feel so bad now. Since it was planned last minute, we had to sell drinks on a bench but it wasn't that bad, we made profit of, err, rm20? Didn't take much pictures as I left 4 hours earlier and was busy selling drinks too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/759134/party%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bomba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/819059/party%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/850293/party%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/354572/party%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;KRS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/321116/party%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/851375/party%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/238222/party%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/192173/party%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;PKBM&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/238399/party%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/29408/party%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Scout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/586952/party%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/81304/party%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/149208/party%20013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;PBSM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/507764/party%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/420313/party%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Renjer Puteri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Still got alot but some of you have already fallen asleep i'm sure so I shall stop here. Bored? Come again cos I'm gonna post about the party once I get the pictures from Jaymi and Loosin.&lt;br /&gt;Fangyi+Jaymi+Loosin= Lotsa pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-117059542017893439?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/117059542017893439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=117059542017893439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/117059542017893439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/117059542017893439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/02/before-i-talk-about-party-that-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-117052026615383739</id><published>2007-02-04T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T10:15:36.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/1600/279277/party%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/230947/party%20024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Happy Belated Birthday Chai Yin! 0202&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Happy Birthday Yee Wen! 0302&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Happy Birthday Chia Jean! 0302&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just came back from their party, got lotsaa pictures to post. Not today, too tired to do so. Night! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-117052026615383739?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/117052026615383739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=117052026615383739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/117052026615383739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/117052026615383739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-belated-birthday-chai-yin-0202.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-117008419142400173</id><published>2007-01-29T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T21:33:24.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/1600/590535/afafa.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/756459/afafa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest In Peace, Beatrice Hsu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-117008419142400173?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/117008419142400173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=117008419142400173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/117008419142400173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/117008419142400173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/01/rest-in-peace-beatrice-hsu.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116996099629209944</id><published>2007-01-28T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T13:18:02.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/1600/926380/Photo-0271.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/647817/Photo-0271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to study, I want to study, but I'm too lazy, how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procrastinating is bad, but I'm best at it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Too much to study, not much &lt;s&gt;time left&lt;/s&gt;effort made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And, I'm broke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh by the way, is this skin too dark? I think I'll change it when I'm free, not some love-sick person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-116996099629209944?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116996099629209944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116996099629209944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116996099629209944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116996099629209944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-need-to-study-i-want-to-study-but-im.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116981819387168267</id><published>2007-01-26T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T21:29:53.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back again, not for long I think. Been really busy nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, happy belated birthday Ann! I know it's a lil bit too late but better late than nothing. It was like last Sunday? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching Malaysia Open Super Series Finals, I reached her house at about 7. Starting was abit boring cos I did not feel comfortable at all. Don't ask. But after that, things got better. And we do what everyone does everytime, we camwhored infront of the big mirror in Ann's room. Don't be shocked cos by now you should know that I am one too, I actually like taking pictures nowadays eventhough I'm not photogenic at all. This time last year, I was still a camera-shy. Back to topic, we ate and talked and talked and talked and I'll let the pictures do the talking. Not many though. They only sent to me pictures that I'm in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/813867/P1210929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Birthday girl with the guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/325017/P1210932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is much better. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/qq-bzgirl/ZaNne23/nbd2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;With the girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/515030/P1210940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mirror, mirror! Blur shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/694725/P1030343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;We make full use of the mirror. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/750811/P1030357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have no idea. -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/189208/P1030336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ann, Me, Jinn, Jian and CY. They need no introduction anyways. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/qq-bzgirl/ZaNne23/nbd11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;We managed to squeeze in! That's all I think. Oh see more pictures without me inside in her blog. Thanks Ann, I had fun and I hope you did too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's our school's cross country today, but no pictures since it's not possible for me to run with a camera. I didn't feel like going yesterday night cos I totally lost my mood after I woke up at about 11+pm but I went anyway cos I didn't want to leave my friend alone. Before this, I never thought I would finish the whole thing because I didn't even go for the practice the other day, and I can't remember the last time I went jogging. We had to finish 8km in 30minutes in order to get 1mark for our house, call me &lt;em&gt;semangat &lt;/em&gt;but I really wanted to contribute something for my house when I reached school as this is my last year in school, I think. So yeah, I managed to reach school in less than 30minutes and I was quite satisfied. We have to push ourself in order to gain something and to be mentally and physically strong as well. I hope I can do the same thing in my studies as well, to all my form5 friends, let's push ourself this year! (= I feel that I could've done better if I was mentally strong enough. I dropped one of my coupon half way so I had to go back and search for it and that stopped my momentum and I gave up after that. At least I still get to qualify and &lt;strong&gt;lose some kilos!&lt;/strong&gt; Hello, Li-anne =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm dead tired now and tomorrow's a schooling day, I'm thinking of skipping, but I'll see whtether if I can. As if having class on Saturday not bad enough, but why have it after our cross country? Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/694007/avatar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K &lt;/strong&gt;sent this to me the other day. Uh, shit happens.&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/31203072-116981819387168267?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116981819387168267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116981819387168267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116981819387168267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116981819387168267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-back-again-not-for-long-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/qq-bzgirl/ZaNne23/th_nbd2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116922334836595966</id><published>2007-01-19T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:15:48.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;No, I didn't bluff. I actually wanted to update last week but the connection was really slow then and I had no patience to upload all those pictures so I saved it as draft. But as usual, laziness took over and that is why you still don't see a new entry. My apologies. I decided not to continue that pictures post, maybe some other time. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have reasons for the lack of updates actually, have been really busy with tuitions nowadays. As most of you know, I'll be having a major exam this year, so I go for extra tuitions. Call me kiasu but I don't study in the afternoon anyways, I'll just sleep until time for dinner. So it's better if I attend tuition. You see, I have 2 tuitions everyday except for Wednesday, the only day that I'm really free, and Friday, I have only one tuition on that day. So after tuitions I have to finish up my school homework and all. Wednesday I have to go for house practice since I have no excuse to skip so that is why I have no time to blog, only enough to read blogs. That's something that I'll do every single day no matter how busy. lol. So that's my reason. Apologies accepted? (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay back to what I wanted to blog about. First of all, I wanna know is  curriculum marks really THAT important for us? Since they made it sounds so important so I wanted to try to get into basketball school team again and go back to taekwondo. But after stopping for one whole year, I don't have what it takes to be in the school team. Basketball's always a hard game, too many competitors. You just can't stop for whole year and go for one training and dream of getting into the school team. So that's disappointment number 1. Okay, fine, I don't deserve it anyways. After that I was asked to play doubles in badminton for my school, I accepted since i need the marks, eventhough that's not my strongest sport. So the deadline was yesterday 12pm. They wrote my name in the form, and were thinking who to put as my partner as there were two other who wanted to play also. But when my friend went and find teacher at 11 plus, he was told that the form has been submitted and they cancelled my name cos I was without partner. Disappointment number2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;My last resort is to join school's aquatic team but I definitely will not do so cos I think I can only float, not swim. So I guess all I can do is concentrate on my studies this year and most importantly, kick off my laziness. That's all for today, I wanna watch Malaysia Open now, not free. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-116922334836595966?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116922334836595966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116922334836595966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116922334836595966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116922334836595966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2007/01/no-i-didnt-bluff.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116711254847571250</id><published>2006-12-26T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T19:23:07.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&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;Okay the christmas party post in ruiyuan's house that I promised. Will just let those as-usual-blur pictures do the talking. Pictures were not taken by me so don't blame me. Blame Sharon Teoh or my camera. Haha. It was not bad actually, starting was abit boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/228169/PC220234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The '1,2,3 ting!' Girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/441979/PC220230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/647871/PC220228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Aivy in Santa Hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/769660/PC220226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Sabrina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/716690/PC220158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Michelle and I don't know who.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/502264/PC220225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/805058/PC220159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Queue-ing up for food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/376203/PC220160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/455738/PC220161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sabrina. Lorna. Joanne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/997302/PC220162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/425548/PC220163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;That's Juvee and Jolene taking their food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/131363/PC220166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;From left: Sharon, SueMay, Aivy and Caleb at the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/489016/PC220167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know who is that. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/986353/PC220169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/40966/PC220172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I only know, err Irin. The one on the right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/338923/PC220173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/117524/PC220174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/660029/PC220175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Amelia. Munkhea. Ben.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/402759/PC220177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Girls gossiping! tsk tsk. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/154096/PC220178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kok Hung. Kenneth. Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/245842/PC220179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Emcee of the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/716274/PC220181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Aivy with her story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/788000/PC220183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Girls performance 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/182302/PC220184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Girl's performance 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/557727/PC220190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;number 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Actually there are more pictures but the rest are blur and I'm lazy to upload pictures again. Will update tonight if I can use the computer bout Christmas Eve night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy belated brithday Jesus! I am one day late to post this up. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-116711254847571250?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116711254847571250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116711254847571250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116711254847571250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116711254847571250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2006/12/okay-christmas-party-post-in-ruiyuans.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116676930716086014</id><published>2006-12-22T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T14:35:07.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Will only update when I get to use the computer. I can't use my house computer for 4 days, currently blogging using club's computer. So maybe I'll go somewhere else to blog after tonight's christmas party. I can't wait for it! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-116676930716086014?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116676930716086014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116676930716086014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116676930716086014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116676930716086014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2006/12/will-only-update-when-i-get-to-use.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116611051531795685</id><published>2006-12-14T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T00:52:50.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&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;Sorry was too lazy yesterday, so I'll finish up the last day now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 4/ last day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, still the same thing. Like day 1, 2 and 3. Woke up and 745 and was rushing for devotion, bathed and woke both the pigs up and I was the latest for devotion again. After breakfast, we went back and pack up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/31671/PC090006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/159241/PC090008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Was sad to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/990003/PC090009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Missed those time. Caleb's the one in grey, Kenneth's the one in pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Camp Rules number 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;- Always make sure that your apartments are tidy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/922285/PC090017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Before we pack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/698532/PC110083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Shinn packing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/913899/PC110088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;After packing we waited in the hall. Nothing much, nomore sessions. Just testimonies, prize giving and group photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/281502/PC110087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;My pic's not that nice. When I get other versions I'll put it up. Spot me =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/917488/PC110090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/289587/PC110091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Muahahah. Lorna. Joanne. Michelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/856/PC110089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Alvin and and..I can't see. Sorry lah, was sitting down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;We had our lunch after that and waited for bus to say hello to Klang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/212558/PC110092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Starians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/926434/PC110093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Waiting for bus. Tell me if you can recognize anyone you know here . haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;After finishing the whole packet of tissue, the bus finally arrived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/214333/PC110098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sharon Teoh sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/585713/PC110096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sharon Lee sleeping. Don't think you can see anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/357984/PC110097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Chuan Shinn sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;So I think that's all. Overall the camp was good. Eventhough you might think that it's boring after reading my blog, but that's because I don't know how to talk bout it. Too much free time though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/649574/PC110085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/824017/PC120104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;We Are UNSHAKABLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more, go to AmeliaLee or Swipe's blog. But I think they having some problem uploading it, so I think some other day. Why is my blogg so quiet? If like that I don't want to blog bout planetshakers already. haha =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-116611051531795685?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116611051531795685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116611051531795685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116611051531795685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116611051531795685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2006/12/sorry-was-too-lazy-yesterday-so-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116601156215579521</id><published>2006-12-13T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T21:42:17.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/1600/321606/PC100060.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/398588/PC100060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; Another cut I got from the second night. I was playing that game and I had to fall down but I fell to hard, Eventhough it's small, but it hurts when you wear slipper and when it touches sea water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same thing. I was always the first to get up and bathe. And JianJie and ChuanShinn woke up late so I had to wait and that is why I was always late for devotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/824909/PC080003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pig number 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/563099/PC080005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pig number 2. He got himself a cut too. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;We had breakfast after devotion and session 3 for about 2 hours. Then we had our lunch and free time again after lunch. So Jianjie, Chuanshinn, Joanne, Aivy and me went and play pool while waiting to go to beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/320537/PC100049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;RM3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/168229/PC100051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;He's slightly better than all of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/97004/PC100050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Must do this? You playing in Doha &lt;em&gt;ah&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/445226/PC100053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Cheh, cannot reach also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/81569/PC100052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Joanne trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/963491/PC100055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;First time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;The rest were either resting in their room or cycling. Most of them wanted to go beach so the games were cancelled and we headed to the beach together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/567728/PC100062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Waiting to go to the beach. The weather was so hot so we didn't stay there for long. We were not allowed to swim so we were just..playing water. And I was just simply snapping pictures. I'll let the pictures do the talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/342146/PC100075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/242395/PC100068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/195224/PC100063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I quite tall hor. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/317999/PC100064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then the guys started throwing people into water..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/915716/PC100070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;First victim, Clifford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/597215/PC100071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Clifford still smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/860755/PC100072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Second victim- Ek Jing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/747321/PC100077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Third victim- Gideon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/603726/PC100078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Jianjie tried to run but in the end got thrown into the water too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="241" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/532853/PC100073.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Girls were just watching and burying their feet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I think that's all for beach, I'm lazy to upload anymore. Just in case you're wondering, I wasn't wet cos I was holding the camera so they didn't dare to throw me. Some of them went back and get ready for dinner and some went for swimming including me. After dinner, it was our last session. The praise and worship was great, loved it. As it was the last night, we were allowed to stay out of our apartment until 1230 so some of us played Mafia down there and the rest went up and gossip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/438008/PC110082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Us playing Mafia, can't really see though cos it's kinda dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/160820/PC100081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Fangyi: I want to test whether nice or not&lt;br /&gt;ChuanShinn: If nice you better put up in ur blog I tell you..&lt;br /&gt;Fangyi: Right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Since it's the last night, we didn't want to sleep first. So all the guys gathered in D-2-4 room where all those siao siao guys stay in. Talked and ate then we went back to our own room. Chitchatted cos we couldn't play dota because Kenneth has already moved to D-2-4 room. Text messaged and both of them were sleepy so lights off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Day 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;To be continued maybe 2 hours later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-116601156215579521?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116601156215579521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116601156215579521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116601156215579521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116601156215579521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2006/12/another-cut-i-got-from-second-night.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116594208818997899</id><published>2006-12-12T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T00:48:08.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'll talk bout the camp that I went to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/955922/PC120102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Jianjie's mum fetched me to church at about 12. We were a little early, Kenneth was the only one there at first. Departure was supposed to be at 1230 but we only got off at 130. Malaysian &lt;em&gt;mah. &lt;/em&gt;The bus wasn't tht noisy cos most of them were sleeping. So we reached at 3 I think. Checked in and put our stuff. I shared the same apartment with JianJie, ChuanShinn, Caleb, Alvin(moved out later), Darren and Kenneth(moved out on the last day). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/455948/PC080001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/300570/PC090018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kitchen.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/265550/PC080002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My room. That's JianJie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;According to the schedule, we were supposed to have ice breaker after checking in but we didn't have that. So free time till dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/913077/PC100058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is what we did during our free time. And because of that, I got myself a cut on the first day itself cos I played barefooted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/81793/PC100059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It would be gross without the plaster. And because it is there, I couldn't wear my shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;After freetime we had our dinner at 7. The food wasn't that bad, I love the curry. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/381930/PC090020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is where we had our breakfast, lunch and dinner for all 4 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;After dinner we had our first session and the sound system was bad cos the worship team arrived late so they didn't have time to do sound check. And the speaker was Pastor Williard Tan. He's great man, he has a great sense of humour! The way he talks, it's exactly like Eric Chong. And that sums up our first day. I can't really remember actually. I prepared my devotion work for the next morning and slept at 1 plus after that. Boring roommates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Struggled to get up at 730 cos I usually sleep at that time at home? Anyways, we had our morning devotion with our own group. Oh ya, my group consists of Clifford the group leader, Sabrina, Amelia, Lih Tyng, Mun Khea, Ming Zhang and Reuben. After that was breakfast, only eggs and sausages and our second sessions. The sound system was much better than the first day. Had our lunch at 1230 and after that we had to get ready for games. Didn't bring my camera down so no pictures. After games we had free time until dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/296804/PC090015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/911101/PC090016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Got ready for malam mesra. The theme was red and white so I was in red, I don't usually wear red. Malam Mesra was great man! Played many games and it was so funny. Especially the games where someone has to do one act infront and show the other fella and the fella has to pass on to another fella who will not be looking until the last person. The last person's action will always be different from the original ones. It was really funny, especially when those guys purposely changed it half way. We can see from kung fu fighting style they changed till hawaiian dance in the end. Had a great laugh man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/715230/PC090025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Girls in red except for Valerie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/611291/PC090029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;They were supposed to be animals. Sorry for the blur shot.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/989633/PC090032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I have no idea what were they doing. SueMay and Aivy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/322573/PC090033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;2 Pokemons. Edric and Justin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/731608/PC090034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Gideon dancing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/902602/PC090035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Gideon shaking his butt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/273820/PC090042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Shee Wuen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/504701/PC090043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Edric.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/385986/PC090045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the funniest of all. Remember the game that I mentioned earlier? They were asked to do all together in the end and you can see that everyone's different. So I think that's all for malam mesra. We got back to our room afterwards and guess what we did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/312997/PC090010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes we played DotA using Kenneth's laptop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/773377/PC100046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;That's Darren playing DotA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/94828/PC100047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kenneth was bored, so what he did was..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/901438/PC100048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;He played DotA too. This picture is to show how messy our table was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Eh enough lah, 2 hours plus d, I'm tired of uploading pictures. Err, to be continued..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-116594208818997899?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116594208818997899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116594208818997899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116594208818997899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116594208818997899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2006/12/okay-ill-talk-bout-camp-that-i-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116592464692411578</id><published>2006-12-12T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T19:57:26.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am back. Got back yesterday evening and didn't rest after that. Slept at 2 and got up quite early to go Sunway with Gary, just reached home not long ago. So I'm kinda tired, will only blog bout it after I get up later. Earliest after 11pm latest before 10pm tomorrow. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;And to that coward who used everyone's name, get a life. If you got nothing to do, go and sleep or just bang the wall. Everyone knows that I don't type like that. You have something against Grace and me? Go create ur own blog and rant everything out there. Don't disturb her blog and mine. Actually I'm not bothered by it but I hope tht you can stop using my reader's them. To all, I'm sorry. Just ignore him and you'll know which is me, which is not me in my tagboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ah I'm tired! Later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-116592464692411578?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116592464692411578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116592464692411578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116592464692411578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116592464692411578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-back.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116549445206805669</id><published>2006-12-07T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T20:27:32.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Announcement: Will be away from 8th Dec- 11th Dec. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Promise: Lotsa pictures when I come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;HCA Youth Camp, here I come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-116549445206805669?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116549445206805669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116549445206805669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116549445206805669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116549445206805669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2006/12/announcement-will-be-away-from-8th-dec.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116529601701027721</id><published>2006-12-05T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T13:20:17.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4796/2677/320/shang%20palace%2006%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4796/2677/320/shang%20palace%2006%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4796/2677/320/Short%20hair.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4796/2677/320/Short%20hair.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Jaymi!&lt;/strong&gt; 16 still young la hor. (= Eventhough it's 5th of December now but it's okay la huh. haha. Take care pretty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-116529601701027721?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116529601701027721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116529601701027721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116529601701027721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116529601701027721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-birthday-jaymi-16-still-young-la.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116499731740563337</id><published>2006-12-02T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T02:21:57.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/1600/658317/picture%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/496880/picture%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group pic 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/1600/748262/picture%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/411152/picture%20015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group picture 2. Girls are all my new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/1600/638628/picture%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4797/3365/320/191319/picture%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and I are camera shy. This is not even a picture. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3473/3690/320/724804/CIMG7572.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3473/3690/320/724804/CIMG7572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday girl. Her birthday's not on that day btw. Boon May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3473/3690/320/725697/CIMG7585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Gary. Me. Ben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3473/3690/320/638503/CIMG7594.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3473/3690/320/638503/CIMG7594.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BoonMay wanted to cream our face, this is what we did the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3473/3690/320/230716/CIMG7595.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3473/3690/320/230716/CIMG7595.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday girl gets to do what she wants. So, I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3473/3690/320/888972/CIMG7606.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3473/3690/320/888972/CIMG7606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChuiFoong (right) and her friend. Don't know her, met up after KTV, didn't talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3473/3690/320/170987/CIMG7617.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3473/3690/320/170987/CIMG7617.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChuiFoong and Stephiie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3473/3690/320/333421/CIMG7625.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3473/3690/320/333421/CIMG7625.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I look so short can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-116499731740563337?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116499731740563337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116499731740563337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116499731740563337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116499731740563337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2006/12/group-pic-1.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116497544178026832</id><published>2006-12-01T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T20:17:22.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miss me eh? Since I promised to update today, so just a little update bout what I did for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Followed Gary and Ivan Ong to Subang Parade for their leo meetings I think. I tagged along cos I wanted to shop but ended up joining them for both of their meetings there cos I didn't want to shop alone. Met up with Joshua, BoonYuan and Wilson there. Was a lil &lt;em&gt;sesat&lt;/em&gt; at first cos imagine you sitting with a bunch of ppl that you don't know and they were talking bout things that have nothing to do with you. After their meetings we went shopping and got to know 2 of Gary's friends who are Victoria and Jenny. Don't really like shopping there cos nothing much for me to shop, so I came back empty handed. That's all for that day. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Went Midvalley with Gary and Benjamin. I didn't know that they were going to give their PJ friends a surprise party so I tagged along to shop. Gary only told me tht they were going to do that like in the train? I wouldn't go if he told me earlier. But anyways, reached there and met up with their friends. Went to 'My KTV' or something but as usual,  3 of us didn't even sing a single, only the birthday song. That was my third time going and also my third time coming out without singing a single song. I can't sing with mic =/ Went and watch Happy Feet after that, that show was okay but I was too sleepy in the beginning. After the movie, we went to shop but I couldn't find anything that I like, so yeah, I came back empty handed &lt;strong&gt;again.&lt;/strong&gt; I hate to go shopping and come back empty handed but I'm used to it already. No regrets following them as I get to know their friends. Boon May and Chui Fong. Can't really remember another few girls' names. They were great. Gary and Ben were like so shy cos I was the one who had to answer everything for them eventhough they know them better than I do. Pictures will be uploaded soon. We are all camera shy so don't expect too many pictures. Most of our pictures are ugly. =p That's all for that day, reached home quite late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Will be going out again next week I guess, I wanna go shopping again. Sunway, anyone? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-116497544178026832?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116497544178026832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116497544178026832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116497544178026832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116497544178026832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2006/12/miss-me-eh-since-i-promised-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116473633572018972</id><published>2006-11-29T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T01:52:15.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I decided to come back, not for long, but will not post now. Maybe tomorrow, latest December. Do visit sayakikiulala.blogspot.com (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-116473633572018972?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116473633572018972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116473633572018972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116473633572018972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116473633572018972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-decided-to-come-back-not-for-long.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116456093251612626</id><published>2006-11-27T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T01:50:18.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;After a year plus of blogging, I'm finally tired. I realised that there is no point for me to blog anymore cos to be frank, blogging was never in me. I prefer to read than write. I never liked blogging cos I'm not those who pour out their feelings, their thought. I keep them to myself. So I'm &lt;strong&gt;un&lt;/strong&gt;officially closing down this blog. I might come back writing someday though. Thanks to all those who made my blog alive, my loyal readers. (: I killed my blog, I killed my simcard. I think I'm 'dead' too. Lol. Till then.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Signing off,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;fangyi.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-116456093251612626?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116456093251612626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116456093251612626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116456093251612626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116456093251612626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2006/11/after-year-plus-of-blogging-im-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116438734235785424</id><published>2006-11-25T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T00:55:42.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I got this from someone's blog, just wanna share. Not all are true though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;At last a guy has taken the time to write down their side of their story. We always hear "the rules" from the female side. Now here are the rules from the male side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Please note... these are all numbered "1" ON PURPOSE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;1. Men ARE NOT mind readers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;1. Learn to work the toilet seat. You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down. We need it up, you need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;it down. You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;1. Sunday sports. It's like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;1. Shopping is NOT a sport. And no, we are never going to think of it that way.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;1. Crying is blackmail.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;1. Ask for what you want. Let us be clear on this one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Subtle hints do not work! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Strong hints do not work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Obvious hints do not work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Just say it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;1. A headache that lasts for 17 months IS a problem. See a doctor.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;1. If you won't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls, don't expect us to act like soap opera guys.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;1. If you think you're fat, you probably are. Don't ask us.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;1. You can either ask us to do something, or tell us how you want it done. Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;1. Whenever possible, please say whatever you have to say during commercials. 1. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do we.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings. Peach, for example, is a fruit, not a colour. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;1. If it itches, it will be scratched. We do that.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing", we will act like nothing's wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, expect an answer you don't want to hear.1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear IS fine... really.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss topics such as baseball, the shotgun formation, or golf.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;1. You have enough clothes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;1. You have too many shoes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;1. I am in shape. Round IS a shape!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;1. Thank you for reading this. Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight; but did you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;know men really don't mind that? It's like camping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;And Andrew, 'FYI' is not just f*** you idiot, it's also fang yi idiot. So yeah, don't use it. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-116438734235785424?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116438734235785424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116438734235785424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116438734235785424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116438734235785424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-got-this-from-someones-blog-just.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116412133234988652</id><published>2006-11-21T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T23:02:13.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bad news, Lisa just told me that the trip to Penang is cancelled. It's so &lt;em&gt;potong&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;lah &lt;/em&gt;kay. I was really looking forward to it, but nevermind, still got Youth Camp and Genting. (: I guess last minute planning doesn't really work. We planned in mamak after tuition FYI. But I still don't really know the reason. See it yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;By Lisa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;fangyi. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;why??!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nobody can check in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that i think ur fren lauren she oso bengang d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;now she say SHe dun wanna go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;*************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;By Lauren,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;fangyi. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;zzzz potong giler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sshHhUU-eEEEeee says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yea la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sshHhUU-eEEEeee says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she suddenly say cannot go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fangyi. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;huh? she cannot go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;sshHhUU-eEEEeee says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;i dun think i can go penang d la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;cuz my schedule very pack!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sshHhUU-eEEEeee says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span color="#ff0000"&gt;see!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;-_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;**********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;My internal clock is screwed up nowadays cos I can only sleep like after 3:30am everyday. I don't know what is wrong with me, I'm suffering from insomnia. =/ Have been rotting at home and I really need to go out! I need to shop. I know nowdays my entries are all short ones but don't complain, at least I update. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-116412133234988652?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116412133234988652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116412133234988652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116412133234988652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116412133234988652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2006/11/bad-news-lisa-just-told-me-that-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116403352678203667</id><published>2006-11-20T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T22:38:46.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I really want to update my blog but what can you talk about when you sit infront of the computer 24/7 ? I don't go out nowadays so I think you have to wait till December to see long posts again. Cos I'll be going for youth camp, maybe Penang, and Genting. So I'll blog bout all those when I come back with lotsa &lt;strong&gt;pictures. &lt;/strong&gt;But before that I need to know whether is there anybody reading my blog? If don't have then I'll close it down, cos my tag board's sooo dead. Like what grace said, I'll only update when it reaches 3500 by December. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-116403352678203667?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116403352678203667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116403352678203667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116403352678203667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116403352678203667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-really-want-to-update-my-blog-but.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116368294429808395</id><published>2006-11-16T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T23:22:13.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I will update later, maybe tomorrow. I don't feel quite right now. Then we'll see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyways, happy birthday sharon! (= I 'll talk more when I get better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4797/3365/320/Photo-0076.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-116368294429808395?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116368294429808395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116368294429808395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116368294429808395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116368294429808395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-will-update-later-maybe-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116297354411379601</id><published>2006-11-08T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T16:20:31.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay I just got back all my results and I'm gonna compare with what I was hoping to get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Real results in blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BM- A2/B3 &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;59(C5?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;English- A1/A2 &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;83(A1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Physics-A2 &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;79&lt;strong&gt;.4&lt;/strong&gt;(A2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chemistry-A1/A2 &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;80(A1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Biology-B3 &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;73(A2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AddMath-A1/A2 &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;70(A2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maths-A1 &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;85(A1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sej-B3 &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;66(B3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EST-A1 &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;71(A2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Moral-A1/A2 &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;74(A2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PJK- I didn't make any prediction for this. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;85(A1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;9A's 1B 1C &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I improved! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;So I think I'm okay with my results? Except for EST of course. Didn't expect to get that low for it.&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/31203072-116297354411379601?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116297354411379601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116297354411379601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116297354411379601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116297354411379601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay-i-just-got-back-all-my-results.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116291165934151714</id><published>2006-11-07T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T23:02:07.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I know my blog's like so dead. It's not that I don't want to update but I don't know what to talk about. Why not you give me a topic and I'll TRY to talk bout that? I think I'm sharing blog with Yee Thien soon. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-116291165934151714?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116291165934151714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116291165934151714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116291165934151714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116291165934151714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-know-my-blogs-like-so-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116228422816213515</id><published>2006-10-31T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T22:55:39.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I . Got . Freaking . Low . For . My . Chemistry . Paper . 3 . Sigh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyways, Happy Belated Birthday Yee Thien! If you don't know the meaning of &lt;em&gt;leng lui&lt;/em&gt;, just look at her, she's what I call &lt;em&gt;leng lui. (: &lt;/em&gt;May all your wishes come true, God bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4797/3365/320/thien%20thien.6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;**********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Conversation between Andrew and me. Time: 4pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;`eLsy says:&lt;br /&gt;I took 30minutes to style up my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;fangyi. says:&lt;br /&gt;style up ur hair for wht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;fangyi. says:&lt;br /&gt;going out meh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;`eLsy says:&lt;br /&gt;later prasad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;fangyi. says:&lt;br /&gt;prasad 745 la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;`eLsy says:&lt;br /&gt;dey, if i dun do my hair, i duno how i'll look like later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;`eLsy says:&lt;br /&gt;i know dey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;fangyi. says:&lt;br /&gt;why do now?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;`eLsy says:&lt;br /&gt;u wan me to make at 7.00 ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;`eLsy says:&lt;br /&gt;it' won't be done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;fangyi. says:&lt;br /&gt;i do at 730 also can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;`eLsy says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;fangyi. says:&lt;br /&gt;kia go mamak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;fangyi. says:&lt;br /&gt;sien la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;fangyi. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;`eLsy says:&lt;br /&gt;zzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;`eLsy says:&lt;br /&gt;go mamak my hair all fly loh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;fangyi. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;zzzz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh well, a boring post. It's gonna rain soon and I'm gonna sleep now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-116228422816213515?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116228422816213515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116228422816213515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116228422816213515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116228422816213515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2006/10/i.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116223481090800925</id><published>2006-10-31T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T03:00:10.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;My bad that I hadn't been blogging lately. I'm sure that most of my readers( if there is any ) are gone by now, due to the lack of updates. But here I am again, blogging at 2.26a.m. Gonna skip school again later, no point going back that till next year unless u want to take back your results. Now, people go to school just to play football, since we played yesterday, I'll be going back on Wednesday to play again and maybe skipping on Thursday. (: But parents are not really happy with it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Another reason why I started blogging again besides I'm bored is, Andrew's back with with much enthusiasm. lol. Look at the number of post he made in few hours. I don't want my readers to go there so I better start blogging again! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;My connection's really causing lotsa problems to me lately. The DSL light just can't stop blinking, it goes off like every 20minutes, and that really pisses me off. Oh ya, that's also why I didn't update my blog. Hah, reasons. Did nothing during the one week holiday but online 24/7 and kill time with MapleStory and PirateKingOnline. I know i'm such a boring freak. No hangouts, not working, no money, no &lt;s&gt;chick&lt;/s&gt;mamak, no life. That's what I did during the holidays, so yeah, as usual, nothing to blog about. My daily routines are all the same. Brushteeth, breakfast, online, lunch, online, dinner, online, brushteeh, sleep. In between those 3 meals add in 'bathe' kay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;*********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have this friend who suddenly doesn't want to talk to me , after an outing, and I have no idea why. I know you're reading this, just to tell you that, I don't freaking care. But at least give la some reasons, see acceptable or not.  lol. Off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-116223481090800925?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116223481090800925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116223481090800925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116223481090800925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116223481090800925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-bad-that-i-hadnt-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116136193483449101</id><published>2006-10-21T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T13:10:29.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Why is it empty?! stupid blogger. have to retype everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyways my day's over! :) This year's abit different, received many wishes from people I never expect to get from. Last year only a few sent cos I changed my number without informing. I had lotsa fun reading those messages cos it's not just happy birthday, bye. those kinda messages, u know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks Suzanne for sending me message wishing me sharp at 12. Followed by Whayying, LooSin, Nisha, SharonLee, Amelia, Su-ling, E-Jinn, YeeThien. (in order). After that I can't really remember the order, but still, thanks to Choymay, ChuanShinn, Lauren, Lorna, Soong, Grace, Joanne, WeiLun, Krystal, Emily and my brother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks to HueiLin, SweeVien, Gary Ooi and U-Mae for wishing in Msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also Nicholas, Angeline, Whayying, and MichelleQuek for wishing me in their blogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I would also like thank those who wished me by sending testimonials. Eventhough I don't know some of you. -Jonathan, Kimfay, JueShea, Kiantiong, Khadijah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks to Cheryl and Hongtaah for the belated wishes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you whayying and angeline for the gift. I still accept belated gifts u know? :P and all my schoolmates who wished me. Was really surprised to receive messages from some of them. All of you made my day yesterday. :) and a meaningful one. Thanks alot. Didn't celebrate anywhere, so nothing much to talk about. Till then, God bless. I hope I didn't miss out anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-116136193483449101?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116136193483449101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116136193483449101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116136193483449101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116136193483449101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2006/10/why-is-it-empty-stupid-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116110047692744269</id><published>2006-10-17T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T23:54:36.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes I know I'm suppose to update that day but I was err, too occupied. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Went for Urban Night last Friday. Nothing much to say bout that event. For me, it was dull and boring. Hiphop is definitely not my type, that's why I didn't enjoy it. Just put it this way, I went for dinner with friends last Friday and I paid rm15 for some MeeHun. Expensive, huh? The best thing, had to queue up for my food somemore. And you know Malaysians, they love to cut queue and push people. Even guys get molested. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;The next day Impax went Jusco together with Sabrina, Joanne, Emily and Yee Thien. As usual, Lauren and Meiwei were not with us. Ballet and tuitions. Watched Devil wears Prada, it was just..okay. Kinda boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll update more often. This is a promise from me. Now, I want to get back to my Maple, I know it's a lame game but I have nothing else to do anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-116110047692744269?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116110047692744269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116110047692744269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116110047692744269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116110047692744269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2006/10/yes-i-know-im-suppose-to-update-that.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31203072.post-116091968791162007</id><published>2006-10-15T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T21:41:27.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm back!!&lt;/span&gt; It's time to clear some spiderwebs in my blog. When was the last time I updated? 28 days ago. It's almost a month. I'm not counting that Suki's post. I'm not really a fan of her, but don't try to criticize her, cos I'm sure I gonna defend her no matter how much I dislike her. Same goes to other contestants. I think that's the reason why my readers are all gone except for a few loyal ones, like Joanne. Of course there are a few others but she wants me to blog bout her so have to put her name &lt;em&gt;lah. &lt;/em&gt;Minus 15 days of my finals, so it's only 13 days, not too bad afterall, so I should be forgiven and you guys should come back! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyways, my finals ended last week and I did badly, especially for my Bio papers. I'm quite disappointed actually. Will talk abit bout my exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;BM- I thought I did okay but teacher said for rumusan our class highest is 17/30. That's sooo low. She's too strict. So I can actually kiss goodbye to A for that paper. I'm hoping for a A2/B3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;English-It was okay. Not as easy as I expected. A1/A2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Chemistry- I did badly for this paper. I got back my paper1 and it's quite low. Hopefully I will score in paper2 and 3. A1/A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Physics- I screwed this up! totally. Especially paper2. 10marks confirmed gone. Paper1 was easy though. A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Biology- Haha. I've no comment bout this. I got only 36/50 for my paper1. And I screwed up my paper2 and 3. I've never liked Biology. It's also impossible to finish 9 chapters in a few hours, cos I studied last minute. I'm hoping for at least a B3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Maths- I can't really remember actually. But I don't want anything lower than A1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Addmaths- Paper 1 was okay but paper2 was tough, like really tough. Prasad's so gonna hang me upside down. But looking at Sri Lethia's paper, I think I shouldn't complain. :/ A1/A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;EST- Rubbish. A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Moral- I managed to memorize 36 nilais so I think I did okay. But I still don't get it why must we do that. Memorizing those moral value doesn't make me a better person. (: A1/A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;History- Can't really remember. But I'm pretty sure I did better in paper2 than my objective. Not having high hopes for this. B3 or maybe an A2 would be a bonus for me. I just don't wanna fail it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Notice that I put grades after each subject? That's not my result, that's jsut what I'm hoping to get. So maybe I'll compare after I got back my results!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll be back later. My computer's lagging now. That's all for now. Will update again later if my brother doesn't shoo me off.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31203072-116091968791162007?l=fangyi75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/feeds/116091968791162007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31203072&amp;postID=116091968791162007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116091968791162007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31203072/posts/default/116091968791162007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fangyi75.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-back-its-time-to-clear-some.html' title=''/><author><name>fangyi.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
