<?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-6252952705608707080</id><updated>2012-01-27T07:02:12.715-08:00</updated><category term='12/03/2011'/><category term='12/07/2011'/><category term='11/11/2011'/><category term='25/02/2011'/><category term='11/05/2011'/><category term='30/11/2011'/><category term='17/12/2010'/><category term='18/03/2011'/><category term='23/04/2011'/><category term='08/04/2011'/><category term='15/11/2011'/><category term='19/05/2011'/><category term='02/07/2011'/><category term='17/10/2011'/><category term='10/01/2012'/><category term='07/03/2011'/><category term='05/08/2011'/><category term='13/12/2010'/><category term='30/09/2011'/><category term='23/01/2012'/><category term='01/02/2011'/><category term='20/04/2011'/><category term='16/08/2011'/><category term='22/07/2011'/><category term='21/11/2011'/><category term='27/06/2011'/><category term='18/11/2011'/><category term='16/04/2011'/><category term='09/12/2010'/><category term='23/09/2011'/><category term='06/03/2011'/><category term='03/02/2011'/><category term='21/06/2011'/><category term='23/06/2011'/><category term='18/01/2011'/><category term='03/12/2010'/><category term='01/07/2011'/><category term='24/05/2011'/><category term='07/07/2011'/><category term='23/11/2010'/><category term='26/02/2011'/><category term='24/10/2011'/><category term='22/11/2010'/><category term='23/12/2011'/><category term='17/11/2011'/><category term='07/12/2010'/><category term='20/11/2011'/><category term='28/11/2010'/><category term='04/02/2011'/><category term='27/01/2012'/><category term='09/04/2011'/><category term='03/12/2011'/><category term='06/08/2011'/><category term='06/12/2010'/><category term='16/07/2011'/><title type='text'>bloggy ;)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-8317536231344104394</id><published>2012-01-27T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T07:01:55.374-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='27/01/2012'/><title type='text'>CNY (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Back from Ipoh! Four days in Ipoh, without parents, only with my uncle, aunt and two cousin bros.&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-8317536231344104394?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/8317536231344104394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2012/01/cny-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8317536231344104394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8317536231344104394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2012/01/cny-2.html' title='CNY (2)'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-7313803393624363715</id><published>2012-01-23T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T08:30:39.871-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='23/01/2012'/><title type='text'>CNY Hols!!</title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Year people! I loved CNY's..besides having holidays, we get to eat , play, gamble, and gather with friends and relatives. Actually this year's chinese new year my parents are gonna be away from home, my father going to US till Wed, my mum leaving to Taiwan on Tues, so I thought its not so nice. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, so far its quite nice. Starting from Friday, I came back from school, I didn't touch any of my homeworks...hehe. My aunt from Japan came back on Fri. She brought lotsa sourvenirs..seaweeds, japanese biscuits, chocolates and accessories. She's real talented. She's skillful in making art and crafts, making cakes and very concern about healthy living, so I followed her here and there to watch and learn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In return, she asked me to teach her guitar. One year ago, my father taught her Romance d' amour, she went back and continued to learn guitar in Japan. Now she knew the basics, my father's not here, so I gotta teach. Like I say, I would never be a teacher, due to my lack of patience. The first day I taught her patiently, note by note. But this aunty practiced a lot, a few times a day. So when im doing my homework, or enjoying a movie, and she ask me for  comments, I will just continue to sit there and point out the mistakes instead of demonstrate to her. She complained me for taking her not seriously......hehe..but no choice, Im a really busy person :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday, Yu Xian invited me to Tmn Megah to play badminton :D Together with Hui Yi and Nat. Not bad, long time never excercise already. We started with YX vs her sis, and me vs Hui Yi and Nat. Due to my observation, Hui Yi's the lazy one, she will never run for the ball. Nat's weakness is she can't hit hard, or maybe its her racket's problem, some of the strings already snapped off. Anyway, so far I can handle them. YX and her sis is the pros. I played with her sis, first two times I failed. Soon I found out her technique, I can catch the shutter cock, but really tiring. She made me running here and there, sweat like hell. Yu Xian was quite good too, but not as strong as her sis. She's the one that uses her brain. Changing her strategy every single time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, YX followed me back home. My uncle fetched me. My house was full of guest. YX got along smoothly with my relatives. She have a talk with one of my aunt. Okay, I shall skip the details. After everyone went back, YX and I made seaweed biscuits. And finished it...hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday, we all woke up at 4.00am. My sis's plane arrives at 4 something. Damn sleeepy.. Later while everyone was preparing for new year eve, I slept, play, did whatever silly things. At night, many people came. One of the family didn't come..yerr..they went Johor. Anyway, after dinner, we played fireworks. My cousin's boyfriend bought two boxes of 'em and its damn loud and damn damn damn beautiful. Its hot and smokey, but everyone enjoyed. Then everyone reveal their 'awesome' voices through the mic of the karaoke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday..its a very normal holiday, except after dinner, after watching the Taiwan drama'Hotshot', I asked my sis to play basketball with me. And everyone included my aunt and my mum tagged along. We formed two groups just like the drama, my mum and my aunt one group, my sis, my maid and I another. I tried to imitated every single thing I remember from the drama..muahahahaha..very fun. We planned to go everyday!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End of story. Kthxbye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-7313803393624363715?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/7313803393624363715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2012/01/cny-hols.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/7313803393624363715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/7313803393624363715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2012/01/cny-hols.html' title='CNY Hols!!'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-8809230287215873847</id><published>2012-01-09T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T23:57:41.237-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10/01/2012'/><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>Yay im back :D  Hope its not too late to wish HAPPY NEW YEAR!! :D  Zhen Xin asked me to write something on my blog, so here I am, writing "something". &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm...im excited for Chinese New Year. Holidays,  reunion, eat, play, angpaus etc. etc. Guess what, before new year my father's going to US, my sis going to Taiwan, and during Chinese New Year, my mum's going Taiwan. And me? sit at home. So sad. Haih nvm..i shall be the housekeeper then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like every other year, my mum and grandma is gonna make new year cookies! On Saturday I helped out making kuih kapeh. Damn tiring. Sit beside the hot BBQ tray, flipping the kuih kapeh. Usually we make peanut cookies, this time my mum created a new recipe for black sesame cookies :P Yummy! I shall bring some to school. Oh yes! Our school canteen have not much food left. No more unhealthy sotong, no more healthy fruits. Nothing nice. So Yu Xian created a system. We will share the food we bring, taking turns. Tomorrow is my turn to bring :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2012...deadly year...SPM, guitar exams, piano exams, undang, driving exams, and of course the end of the world..haha :D Anyway, I still hope this year will be a great year, since its my last year in secondary school. So far so good, I can still catch up with my studies :D This year we have Pn. Heah as our addmath teacher. She's bad tempered, and gives lots of homeworks, but she teaches way better than our previous teacher so its okay. You know what? She guaranteed us that we can get A+for addmath. That is if we listen to her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because of the gang of boys in our class, we got chosen by scary teachers like Pn Shalawati and Encik Siva. Pn Shalawati's teaching us Sivik. My friend said Pn. Shalawati is scarier than The Hulk when she gets angry. Lol. But so far I only find she's very funny :D Our moral teacher is Encik Siva. He looks very scary. Even the lazy boys finish their homeworks on time. He's gonna choose 3 tutors, I wonder who are gonna be those unlucky ones :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we have Chinese class too. Cik Cho asked us who had thrown our previous books into the Recycle bin. I raised my hands. But till now I still can't believe I was the only one that thrown the old books. Since when was our class so responsible?! Luckily teacher didn't scold me :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-8809230287215873847?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/8809230287215873847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8809230287215873847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8809230287215873847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-227011867623072924</id><published>2011-12-23T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T05:22:44.329-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='23/12/2011'/><title type='text'>No More Excessive Sugar!!</title><content type='html'>Today we have bad news. After knowing my grandma's condition, I thought of Zhen Xin's motto..Healthy Living..LOL. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My grandma went to take her report in the hospital. The doctor announced she have diabetes. From what I've known so far, diabetes is very dreadful. If its serious, injuries can't cure. A little cut on a finger may even take the whole arm away. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing is, diabetes cannot be treated. It can only be controlled. My mum said once you started taking pills for diabetes, then you'll be continue taking it. Till the end of your life. SCARy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, I hope we can start to control the amount of sugar we take each day from now on. We must quit the super sweet syrups my grandma loves to cook, reduce eating chocolates, ice-creams, and sweet things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haih..people can change bad habits only when something bad happens. I have a good example. I started to either brush my teeth or gurgling after meals after a terrible visit to the dentist. &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/6252952705608707080-227011867623072924?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/227011867623072924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/12/no-more-excessive-sugar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/227011867623072924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/227011867623072924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/12/no-more-excessive-sugar.html' title='No More Excessive Sugar!!'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-4979440155562818220</id><published>2011-12-05T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T06:33:27.824-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='03/12/2011'/><title type='text'>Genting!!</title><content type='html'>AHHhh..long time never go to Genting :D The last time I went I was too young to play any extreme rides..This time I went with my whole family, my cousin and his mum for three days two nights. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We departed very late, too bad we have to travel in the dark. As the fog grew thicker, it was harder to drive. Everyone were busy helping my dad to see the road :) It was already nine something when we checked in. Our dinner was &lt;b&gt;steamboat&lt;/b&gt;, everyone did their part for dinner preparation. While waiting for the soup to boil, we ate delicious fried sausages. But the sausages finished in a blink of an eye. So everyone looked desperately with siliva's hanging xD Our appetite were incredible due to this cold weather. After everyone's done, my cousin and I became the maid that washed plates using the icy cold water. Since we have nothing to do then, we played &lt;b&gt;charades&lt;/b&gt;. In chinese version. Not bad. My cousin was like a clown there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd Day:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We woke up quite early, ate breakfast and went to theme park!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We bought all parks ticket. Very expensive, it was RM66 per person.. My sister was asking for an exciting ride, whereas my cousin was asking for a relaxing ride. I was flexible, but we didn't take any map, so we walked randomly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided our first ride is &lt;b&gt;pirate ship&lt;/b&gt;, as a warm up since its not very scary. Our next ride was &lt;b&gt;spinner&lt;/b&gt;. It seemed scarier than it really was. But when we were actually playing it, it was really awesome! It was like watching scenery while flying..whee :D After that we persuaded our cousin to ride &lt;b&gt;Cork Screw&lt;/b&gt;. I actually thought it would be scary. But because of its speed and turns, my head was threw here and there, I can't even see a thing. I hoped for a longer trip..cuz it ended in less than 2 minutes =.= Maybe the 180 degree turning made me dizzy..I went to the nearest stall to buy the super expensive ice-cream from the baskin robin's stall...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cousin suggested we go indoors...so we went to &lt;b&gt;Motion masters&lt;/b&gt;. I remembered last time I went in this place..the short film was showing the ice sliding and the chair moved violently...it was kinda interesting..so we queued up patiently.. THe queue was really long. It was longest-waiting-activity for that day. Too bad, I don't really like the film. The chair didn't move a lot.. Not exciting at all. We approached a food court right after motion master. All three of us ordered pork rice. RM15..Oh so expensive! We then wondered around the shopping mall, trying to recognize the place. We rode the indoor roller coaster--&lt;b&gt;Euro Express &lt;/b&gt;with a full stomach. Not very scary but entertaining :D There was not much to visit in indoors so we went back to outdoors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We saw &lt;b&gt;Flyting Coasters&lt;/b&gt;. My sister pulled me to ride with her. My cousin didn't dare to, but he's kinda useful. He helped to carry our stuffs which saved our money renting lockers :D Our following ride goes to the &lt;b&gt;Sungai Rejang flume ride&lt;/b&gt;!! THe queue was slow. 3 person per boat was maximum. Sunway have a similar ride. It was just a tube going up..then suddenly rush down and Splash! We got our bodies wet. In order to dry up our bodies, we thought of a good idea. We went to the &lt;b&gt;spinner&lt;/b&gt; again. I really loved it. Its too nicee!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cousin met his friend on the way. His friend wanted to play the &lt;b&gt;fun kart&lt;/b&gt;. It was something like the racing car. But I can't fulfill the height they need. Haih..who cares..its not like it was very fun. In the end we separated. My sis and I went to ride the ride my cousin wouldn't dare to--&lt;b&gt;spaceshot&lt;/b&gt;!! It seemed very scary. Almost as tall as our hotel. But it was really fun. I screamed all the way down. I wanted to scream again but the strong wind made me swallowed it...I can't make a single sound.. I wonder this is the felling of committing suicide... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the place we're gonna gather with my cousin. He's not there yet..means either still queuing or still playing. To save time, we went to play another game :) My sister went to queue at the Cork Screw for a second round..I went to buy us some food. I went to find delicious food. I ordered double cheese and onion savoury paratha for RM7.50. Expensive but really tasty. While waiting for our turn, the fog became thicker and thicker. I was like a blind man. Suddenly, it started to rain heavily. All the rides were paused. I feel so...frustrated..after so much queuing ended up nothing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We received a call from my father and ran indoors. Our shoes got totally wet. Luckily finding my cousin was not very hard. The adults were shopping like crazy..carrying lotsa shopping bags. My mother and my aunt were walking around, looking at clothes. My legs were almost sore, so I didn't join them. Meanwhile, my father was showing off. He told me shopping was torturing. After going to toilet, he lost his way and went to the casino. And won some money. My grandma, who cared so much about money, was so happy :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate an expensive dinner (everything is expensive in Genting) and went back. After raining, the whole place was so cold. A little suffering but quite nice too :) We took turns bathing. Bathing in warm water was like in heavens (so comfortable) in Highlands. We slept early after a tiring day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 3:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to pack. Today was really cold. Unfortunately, I have no more long pants. The jeans I wore made my legs freeze.. What made worse was my mum kept dragging us to take pictures in front of the hotel. We visited &lt;b&gt;Mushroom farm&lt;/b&gt;. I can't remember anything, it regressed according to my parents. Our next stop was the &lt;b&gt;temple&lt;/b&gt;. My parents said they made great improvements. My grandma was like our tour guides there. She told us about the registration for dead. So is the legends of 八仙、七仙女、十八羅漢、十八層地獄....You know what? I think I will go to hell. When I read the information board, I think everyone will go to hell. Doing really bad things will go to hell..I have no comment. But making little mistakes will go there too..such as spitting, simply throw rubbish, making parents worried, polluting water, killing living things. Many good things must be done to repay sin....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, we left Genting. I slept......till Kepong. Lunch time. It was very delicious. And way cheaper than Genting food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End of Trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-4979440155562818220?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/4979440155562818220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/12/genting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/4979440155562818220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/4979440155562818220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/12/genting.html' title='Genting!!'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-3082729519314234840</id><published>2011-12-02T20:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T21:21:39.183-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30/11/2011'/><title type='text'>YE last gathering :'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yu Xian arranged the last gathering for 2011 YE. After spending so much time and hard work for this company, we finally get our profit! And we used part of it here. They called this the YE graduation 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nID-mhwZvhI/TtmmgomolMI/AAAAAAAAAus/Ebk0UwE2pVA/s320/IMG_8509.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681755484490077378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 12.00pm, we were meeting at 1U KFC. While waiting for others, of course we played camera wars :D Everyone almost reached but we still can't eat cuz Miss Winnie (the money holder) was not there yet.. Yu Xian made a call and said she was lost, her location was at Redbox. So I accompanied her to find Miss Winnie. We didn't think much, just went straight to the karaoke near GSC. We didn't see any Redbox. Just Neway. Oops. Wrong place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Yu Xian said why not we claim the reserved tickets first, since we're so near to GSC. So she went to claim and I went to find the directory for RedBox's location. Obviously I can't find anything cuz 1U doesn't have Redbox &amp;gt;:( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went to find Yu Xian. She said she needed the reservation code or something, which she forgotten. And we received a call frm teacher, saying she reached KFC already....WTH..we came here for nothing!! Halfway going back, Yu Xian said she found the reservation code. So we went to claim again. But we will have to pay after getting the tickets, and the money is with teacher...So we went back again. We reached KFC, took the money frm teacher, and went all the way up to GSC AGAIN. Luckily my tough legs can stand these running exercise. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, we can eat a delicious and free meal in KFC, which gained back all the calories we just lose. Just before movie starts, our cute teacher wants to take pictures with the angels..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HhBXfxgV8BY/TtmmhgiUhTI/AAAAAAAAAvE/B1zjJhIg5m4/s320/IMG_8523.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681755499504370994" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqhxuuCUxb8/Ttmmg51Ch7I/AAAAAAAAAu4/RkvgfNFZ_LA/s320/IMG_8519.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681755489113900978" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LZCGdZu0xeQ/TtmmibwjeUI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/TW59uC99pAw/s320/IMG_8530.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681755515401763138" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AHHAHAHAHA..miss winnie says the angels here were all LaLa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THe next activity was watching movie. There were 15 of us. 6 in the middle, 6 at the side, 3 in front(quite close to the screen). Anyway..Puss In Boots was nice :D It was something about Puss stealing magic beans and golden eggs with Humpty Dumpty and Kitty softpaws. And saved the world from the mother goose. I love the kitty eyes OO. So cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eHzsDYaH1Pw/Ttmw3nJSCfI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/jrzHBmNv1Ns/s320/puss_in_boots_big_eyes_antonio_banderas_shrek_01-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681766874351798770" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 184px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last activity we did was bowling. My bowling skills were damn bad!! I was like..the worst there. Even my first time playing bowling was not as bad as this..zzzzzzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90B7EpY5Udo/TtmuxVVcTFI/AAAAAAAAAwE/zzHCqhbSmi8/s320/IMG_8541.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681764567468493906" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6YYeTUaf1us/TtmuwlZ1BgI/AAAAAAAAAvs/tI03ZssRw8o/s320/IMG_8571.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681764554601989634" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6YYeTUaf1us/TtmuwlZ1BgI/AAAAAAAAAvs/tI03ZssRw8o/s1600/IMG_8571.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look! THey were good. THe boys even better. Highest 80 something.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-3082729519314234840?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/3082729519314234840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/12/ye-last-gathering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/3082729519314234840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/3082729519314234840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/12/ye-last-gathering.html' title='YE last gathering :&apos;('/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nID-mhwZvhI/TtmmgomolMI/AAAAAAAAAus/Ebk0UwE2pVA/s72-c/IMG_8509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-6520322877895332120</id><published>2011-12-02T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T20:27:37.164-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21/11/2011'/><title type='text'>Oil Painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8lCVZzfc31Q/TtmfWcxd_oI/AAAAAAAAAug/zOMuTIvzh08/s1600/IMG_8572.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8lCVZzfc31Q/TtmfWcxd_oI/AAAAAAAAAug/zOMuTIvzh08/s320/IMG_8572.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681747612934209154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My first masterpiece! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everybody said my sis drew nicer..but who cares? This is my first time lahh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My sister learnt so many years of oil painting. This year her teacher held a holiday class, and she invited me to join :D Since I was so free, I decided to try. Two weeks, every Monday and Wednesday. So altogether four days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The good thing about oil painting is that making mistakes is ok xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the old layer is dried, the mistakes are changeable.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh..and I didn't know I will see so many friends there. Koo Jia Yi, Sheen Woei, Yin Shan..Anyway they're all pros..Im the only Beginner :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tell you what, I will probably hang this upstairs, as its not that presentable. But this is a great experience for me..at least I did something for this hols :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-6520322877895332120?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/6520322877895332120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/12/oil-painting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/6520322877895332120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/6520322877895332120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/12/oil-painting.html' title='Oil Painting'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8lCVZzfc31Q/TtmfWcxd_oI/AAAAAAAAAug/zOMuTIvzh08/s72-c/IMG_8572.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-8324550945311313201</id><published>2011-11-20T09:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T10:04:09.411-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20/11/2011'/><title type='text'>Berta Rojas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YoKApCw10PU/Tsk2ctprMWI/AAAAAAAAAtg/CgiXwSpeG5g/s1600/berta+rojas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="336" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YoKApCw10PU/Tsk2ctprMWI/AAAAAAAAAtg/CgiXwSpeG5g/s400/berta+rojas.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classical Guitar Society invited Berta Rojas's to perform in a concert. I went there with my sis, my cousin and my aunt. It is our guitar teacher who strongly introduced us. Not cheap..RM65. Anyway, she played very well. You will enjoy if you like classical music. Most well known people are men..I've not seen many woman play so well. Hmmm...I shall make her as my idol :D&amp;nbsp;She's a American classical guitarist.&amp;nbsp;She's known as the "Ambassador of the classical guitar". Very famous she is, even Toyota invited her for their advertisement.&amp;nbsp;She plays many Agustin Barrios's songs.&amp;nbsp;She has a album call the "Intimate Barrios".&amp;nbsp;Agustin Barrios was another famous man, a composer in Paraguay. My told me a lot about Berta Rojas and Agustin Barrios, but thats all I remember. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-8324550945311313201?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/8324550945311313201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/11/berta-rojas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8324550945311313201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8324550945311313201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/11/berta-rojas.html' title='Berta Rojas'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YoKApCw10PU/Tsk2ctprMWI/AAAAAAAAAtg/CgiXwSpeG5g/s72-c/berta+rojas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-3813087519019892833</id><published>2011-11-17T07:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T08:51:16.191-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18/11/2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='17/11/2011'/><title type='text'>Holidays...movies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S4knIGL9WcI/TsU6CyZcgdI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/EH2l-lwJSUs/s1600/YouAretheAppleofMyEye_thumb%255B2%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S4knIGL9WcI/TsU6CyZcgdI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/EH2l-lwJSUs/s400/YouAretheAppleofMyEye_thumb%255B2%255D.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My holiday had already started even though the real holiday actually starts on this Friday. I finally get to watch movies I've looked forward to. Yesterday we went to watch 'You're the apple of my eye'. This time my sis came along cuz we actually planned to watch Real Steel. But because of the time, we didn't get to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum dropped my sis and I at 1u quite early, enough time for me to buy myself a new pair of school shoes. At 11.20, we went to GSC to join Jia Yi, Zhen Xin and Shi Hui. Ai Li was not there yet. Jia Yi said she was stucked in the bus station. And her phone is dying. Nice experience for her..hehe. This movie is written PG18. So we arranged our two tallest girls: Jia Yi and Zhen Xin to buy the tickets. Too bad, the first counter woman asked for the IC. No choice, Jia Yi have to ask another person, Shi Hui to queue up again, to prevent the counter girl to recognize us. We were praying for Shi Hui to get to the next two counters, but unfortunately, failed. We thought we're gonna watch other movies, just then, Shi Hui said the woman before her volunteered to help. So unexpected!&amp;nbsp;The woman only tore one ticket out for herself, and we all thanked her sincerely. Yay! We can watch this movie! Thanks to her! I just realized she had a face of an angel xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai Li arrived just in time. We bought popcorns and went in immediately. Its a Taiwanese show. By九把刀. Once I watched I knew why it was PG18. It was very sick. But excluding the sick part, the movie was not bad, and really funny :D The story is about the naughty boy in love with the smarty-pants girl. But the ending was not a happy one. They did not end up together, because the girl hates childish boys..haih..but this is a true story anyway. After watching this I was really curious about the true appearance of the writer and the girl she loved xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie we ate expensive western foods and took a long walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I2HgsgyMQAQ/TsU6MYT0LRI/AAAAAAAAAtY/q4iPq-CzUEY/s1600/new-the-adventures-of-tintin-movie-poster-captain-haddock-thompson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I2HgsgyMQAQ/TsU6MYT0LRI/AAAAAAAAAtY/q4iPq-CzUEY/s400/new-the-adventures-of-tintin-movie-poster-captain-haddock-thompson.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The next day...&lt;br /&gt;Zhu Yun, Zhen Xin, Nat and I decided to use up the pizza voucher today. Hard to find a day where everyone is free, so Zhen Xin and I will have to sacrifice our shift. Again, fetched Nat and Zhen Xin. We were late for 1 hour. Thanks to the traffic. Now only I know the difference between the curve and 1u. The curve is so empty. The place was so big, but fewer shops. Not as pack as 1u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The came of the cinema is Cineplex, if I didn't mistaken. Very few movies were screening. No real steel, No in time, No you're the apple of my eye...meaning, failure. Nat wanna watch Happy Feet, Zhen Xin wanna watch Tin Tin. Zhu Yun and I were the okay ones. After long discussion, we bought tickets for TIn Tin. In that building, there's nothing else for us to hang out, so we decided to go in early. Once the light shone, we walked in with our popcorns. We were not surprised we're the first ones, but as time goes on, still no one walk in.&amp;nbsp;The thing that really surprised me was&amp;nbsp;when the movie start, only three other people were seen watching. It was like we booked almost the whole cinema! It was my first time seeing such situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tin Tin...oklah...the animations are quite real. But the characters in the movie were way too stupid. Not much comment..After the movie, we started training our legs(walking like mad) Mostly visiting populars, MPH, and anime shops. Natalie and Zhu Yun talked non-stopped about anime...as expected. Finally, 3 something, we went in to Pizza Hut. Again, we were the only customers. Too bad I lost my pizza voucher. So they shared pizzas with me. After that we walked till we digest, and go home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-3813087519019892833?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/3813087519019892833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/11/holidaysmovies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/3813087519019892833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/3813087519019892833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/11/holidaysmovies.html' title='Holidays...movies...'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S4knIGL9WcI/TsU6CyZcgdI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/EH2l-lwJSUs/s72-c/YouAretheAppleofMyEye_thumb%255B2%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-9058894297240324528</id><published>2011-11-17T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T05:49:50.478-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='15/11/2011'/><title type='text'>tooth decay :'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2e-TqRc6db4/TsUQ9gArcbI/AAAAAAAAAtI/83PJn0RsZNA/s1600/funny_masks_dentist_3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was eating mamee monster while watching k drama happily and my teeth (front teeth) suddenly cracked. So I ask my mother to bring me to the dentist. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On tuesday, my mum finally found time to bring me to a dentist who is her friend. She fixed my front teeth. I don't know what she did, it was very uncomfortable, i don't feel pain but indescribable sour. Anyway, it looked quite nice, just a little bit whiter than my original teeth. I thought its over and I can go home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, after giving a check at my teeth, she said that I didn't take care of my teeth and found many holes and damages. Oh dear.. So I was forced to stay there. I think she fixed five more of my teeth at once. Fixing every single teeth is a torture to me. Even though there's so many steps and changing tools so many times, I think I can memorize the steps already, after repeating every steps 5 times... I've learnt the function of the tools too. There's this tool which I hate the most. I don't know the name, but its used to remove the decayed parts on the teeth. Cleaning teeth is kinda torturing. Its very nice of her to make sure every inch of my teeth is cleaned, but too bad she's the rough kind of person, so...beware of excessive blood loss (jkjk xD) During this whole process, I remembered my grandmother told me a story about my father visiting the dentist :) She said my father kicked the dentist when he was young and the dentist flew far far away...HAHAHAHHAHAHAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will not forget the taste of putting up with these smelly and weird taste. I shall brush my teeth or gurgle with plain water after eating..MUST&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2e-TqRc6db4/TsUQ9gArcbI/AAAAAAAAAtI/83PJn0RsZNA/s320/funny_masks_dentist_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675961554121224626" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hahahha...damn cute lah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-9058894297240324528?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/9058894297240324528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/11/tooth-decay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/9058894297240324528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/9058894297240324528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/11/tooth-decay.html' title='tooth decay :&apos;('/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2e-TqRc6db4/TsUQ9gArcbI/AAAAAAAAAtI/83PJn0RsZNA/s72-c/funny_masks_dentist_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-7823460632814715704</id><published>2011-11-12T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T05:49:12.350-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='11/11/2011'/><title type='text'>zhen xin's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nxeqGWSaOjk/TsUQxToEibI/AAAAAAAAAs8/OjD1Xv5KNZU/s1600/immortals-theseus.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday--11.11.11&lt;div&gt;Today's a special day. Look at the number, surely many people are having a wedding today :D Zhen Xin was born 1111 too. She invited us to 1u. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was supposed to reach at 10.00am sharp. But I was the last minute kinda person so I was busy preparing the birthday present. After a long search, I found that the YE pencil box I bought during YE sales from our neighbour stall, Catholic is most suitable I can find. But its very plain, as the decorated ones were too expensive for me... I wanted to sew a 'LOLO' on it, but too hard for me as I was lack of time. So here comes the idea of putting a star and a heart shape representing 'xin xin' :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I packed everything (just the money, hp and the presents) and rushed up to the car. It was already 10.20am. We still have to pick up Natalie and drop my sis by the school. Good thing is, I still have time to sew the star shape on the pencil box. Bad thing is, we're gonna be very late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We arrived at GSC. Jia Yi and Zhen Xin was there. I successfully frightened the birthday girl by pouncing on her :D We can either watch Immortals or Tin tin. But both movie times were quite same. If we choose 2.00pm, or Sheen cannot watch. She's going back at 3.00pm. If we choose after 4.00pm, or Sheen, Nat and I cant watch. So they decided to buy Immortals on 11 somthing. Since this movie's for age 18 and above, I didn't participate in buying ticket :P But obviously the guard didn't stop me from going in for the movie :D This movie's about the greek mythology. My first time watching this kinda movies. Very violent, as expected. Zhen Xin sat next to me. I cant control my laughter when I see her covering her eyes with the popcorn box xD there were times she cover her eyes but nothing violent happened..hahahha... Not bad lah the movie. But I wanna watch real steel and In time. I heard its very nice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nxeqGWSaOjk/TsUQxToEibI/AAAAAAAAAs8/OjD1Xv5KNZU/s320/immortals-theseus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675961344638355890" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after the movie we contacted Ai Li, Sheen and Hui Yi. Ai Li arrived since 11 something, which is very long ago. I felt very bad cuz she spent 1 hour in MPH while we were watching movie and eating popcorns. Sheen and Hui Yi just reached. We ate lunch at A&amp;amp;W. They wanted to go bowling many didn't bring socks. So we went to arcade. Nat, Ai Li and Jia Yi bought some tokens whereas other 4 people and me became audience. They were new to those machines so its funny to watch :D The drums..Jia Yi didn't even play then game over,..hahha. The boxing thing also. Everyone were shocked after seeing the guy punching SO SO hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So. We took group picture before everyone leave. Then visited the well-known Frutti-Tutti. Its yogurt and fruit ice-creams. My first try. Not bad lah.. but very costly. While walking me and Nat back to the taxi stand, we saw a grey..no..silver man. Natalie said the man is real, its common in some other countries. I didn't believe her cuz the man was not moving, covered with silver glitters, even on the face and all. Also, he don't have a normal guy's height too. So I went to stare in his face and try to look sideways in his sunglasses to see his eyes. I was shocked when he moved...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-7823460632814715704?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/7823460632814715704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/11/zhen-xins-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/7823460632814715704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/7823460632814715704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/11/zhen-xins-birthday.html' title='zhen xin&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nxeqGWSaOjk/TsUQxToEibI/AAAAAAAAAs8/OjD1Xv5KNZU/s72-c/immortals-theseus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-4816393789030259965</id><published>2011-10-24T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T08:51:25.919-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='24/10/2011'/><title type='text'>I want a play mate...D:</title><content type='html'>This is so sad..I have five family members including me and I can't even find a playmate for myself. After reading boring chemistry facts, all I want is to play a chess game. My father's too busy, my mum's ignoring me too, my sister says she dont have the mood, and my grandma, i taught her how to play but she still didn't understand. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suddenly realized how great to have a buddy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yu Xian is my buddy that plays tetris, chess, badminton and never selfish of helping me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ai Li is an active buddy that always invite me to outings like camps, group study and a talented buddy  who is never too proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ching Wen is a great buddy to have too, I think we're quite alike and she kept me accompanied during my whole form three year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course there's also Zhen Xin, Jia Yi, Zhu Yun, Natalie and so on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haiz..now since I cant watch dramas, as my exam's haven't end, I only can find my electronic buddies...fb that consist of all kinds of jokes and knowledge, and bloggy as my best listener.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-4816393789030259965?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/4816393789030259965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-want-play-mated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/4816393789030259965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/4816393789030259965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-want-play-mated.html' title='I want a play mate...D:'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-8085566825271557944</id><published>2011-10-16T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T23:17:49.527-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='17/10/2011'/><title type='text'>Merdeka!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Today's my happiest day in my life! (until now) Because my sejarah exam's over :D The subject I hated most finally ended! Im safe from being killed by the dead spirits in the history book :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually waited so long for this day cuz once the time reach 1.05, i will not have to touch my sejarah book for the rest of the year. But yesterday night, when I was killing my brain cells, and keeping myself awake, I wanted the time to slow down...if you don't know, this is the feeling while doing last minute work...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday about 11 so&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;mething Yu Xian passed the sejarah tips to me. It seems that JPS is a failure cause you can't imagine how detailed the tips are. How lucky of me to still play facebook at this hour...And then only I realized how many things I haven't study. I actually felt very stupid cuz I can't even do well in exam w&lt;/span&gt;ith the tips. 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margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.2em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;I got good grades for sejarah even im a science student. i tell you how i did it..&lt;br /&gt;1. All you have to do is imagine that you are a person living during that time. dream how you were the sultan of Perak, Pahang, Melaka or even from the point of view of the brtish, residen.&lt;br /&gt;2. for my science subject, i did this. i remember the structure of my house. yeah, my house coz thats the place i live for very long time. i know where the toilet is, the bedrooms, the kitchen and so on... imagine that you walk to this very room and divide your chapters in all this places. when you remember about kitchen for eg, you will remember all notes about chapter 1 n 2 so on..&lt;br /&gt;3. i still remember how my history teacher made lot and lot of jokes related to sejarah and if you take a full attention in form 4 text book (if you'll still using it) theres a flaw regarding the date of Tunku Abdul Rahman went to London. i forgot d...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to be a nerd to study, know the right technique and you will pass with flying color. like what Einstein say, imagination is more than the knowledge itself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.2em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh...so im lacking of imagination la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-8085566825271557944?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/8085566825271557944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/10/merdeka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8085566825271557944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8085566825271557944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/10/merdeka.html' title='Merdeka!!!'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-5781974648254395396</id><published>2011-09-30T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T03:30:43.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30/09/2011'/><title type='text'>Not Happy.</title><content type='html'>Sorry that I have to complain again. Today's friday, AGAIN. I have to  see that teacher AGAIN. She cheated AGAIN. She came on time today, I waited 5 minutes for her to go toilet. Then, another 5 more minutes to tune the violin, and she went home 10 minutes earlier, altogether cheated 20 minutes. Oh. Once she heard I have got one week holiday next week, she ask for change of time. It was originally my sis on Monday, me on Friday, but now she want it together on Wednesday. To save her petrol even though the petrol fees were paid. I have less two days to practice now. Great. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During lessons, she nagged non-stop for the same old thing, and I got fed-up so I played the piano as hard as I could, to cover her annoying voice. I felt like telling her that the use of teachers are not for nagging or insulting, but for teaching or demonstrating. I suffered every single second when she's here. The longer she stays here, the fuller I am. Full as in full of hatred. I cant imagine how full I will be next Wednesday. She will be here very long to complete my sis and my lessons. It will be long enough to kill me. OMG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once the class ended, I ran upstairs and blurted out everything I wanted to say. My sister was upstairs and weren't very happy because of the noise I've made, and she ask whether I want a woodoo doll to poke all I want (such a good idea) but I didn't accept the suggestions cause I think all the WooDoo dolls I have are way too cute for my teacher. And thats why Im here to write this blog, To make myself more comfortable and at the same time promoting my "professional" teacher to whoever reading this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-5781974648254395396?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/5781974648254395396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/09/sorry-that-i-have-to-complain-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/5781974648254395396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/5781974648254395396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/09/sorry-that-i-have-to-complain-again.html' title='Not Happy.'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-4994704042491726193</id><published>2011-09-23T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T04:03:06.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='23/09/2011'/><title type='text'>Torture....</title><content type='html'>Now exam coming...everyone's busy doing their revision..and im still taking so much time understanding what teacher had taught for last few months. Stupid me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the most torturing thing to me now is my piano lessons. Every Friday after school I have this very bad mood knowing I have piano lessons later. Sometimes I tried practicing a bit, sometimes I just ignore it. Maybe the reason I hate it so much is because of the teacher. Seriously, I cant help hating her. She kept telling me to put expressions in my pieces, but didn't show me how. I don't think I will improve even if you gimme one more year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Compared to my guitar teacher, she's really bad. Seriously. My guitar teacher is very nice. He taught me many techniques, not just playing pieces. I learnt the correct position of holding a guitar, how to play quality tones, the technique to practice, even polishing nails is a knowledge. The reason he is teaching guitar is because he is really passionate in music. But Im not sure about my piano teacher. It may be because the money comes in easily and damn fast for a piano teacher. My sister and I created an interesting name for her--"money face". She always come for lessons not on time, and end it very soon, which I don't really mind cause I don't wanna see her. Besides that, she really have lots of holidays. And a three months fees for my sister and me is more than enough to buy one laptop already! Im very unhappy with this thing since a very long time eventhough its not my money. I complained many times to my mum but she just told me to practice more so the fees will worth. WTH? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't mean to compare her to my guitar teacher, as everyone have their way of teaching. But thats how she compared me to her other students. She wanted me to take grade 6 exams and violin grade 2 exams next year. But I have got SPM next year, and she kept telling me how hard the piano exams were, she told me about the other students, saying that one of her very good student failed on grade 6, so what about me? What for she ask me to take then? She think Im hopeless and think I'll fail. I won't even need that high grade for my future. Why must I torture myself? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&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/6252952705608707080-4994704042491726193?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/4994704042491726193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/09/torture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/4994704042491726193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/4994704042491726193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/09/torture.html' title='Torture....'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-9139401989873390591</id><published>2011-08-16T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T00:59:35.515-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='16/08/2011'/><title type='text'>......My Life?</title><content type='html'>Wooo long time no blog :) &lt;div&gt;Hmm..lets see what happened recently...&lt;div&gt;Oh theory exam! Saturday was my first theory exam xD I heard from friends that its easy, but teacher tortured me for a month by giving me loads of work, which made me a little nervous. Because of my cacat alarm clock, I almost missed the exam. But as usual, Im very lucky, just reached in time :D 2 hours. Bored.  Oh and at the same time Zhu Yun was doing the exact same exam paper. Just different school :D My teacher wanted me to stay till exam end. I was about the last three...Finally, 11.00am. While waiting for my father, I get to look around BU3. Their canteen was..not so big either. I wanted to take a look at their library, but its impossible lah...So now my biggest happiness is to throw theory aside and continue to slack xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday. Today Jia Yi was late! Last week, I was late by one minute and it got me into big trouble. I get the chance to stand in front of students and facing scary teachers during assembly, which causes me 10 demerits. Worse, the time I walk towards the stage, Pn M and Ai Li was giving out prizes, and the 3 musketeers, sheen woei and Amanda walked on stage. Hui Min was laughing at me, Sheen greeted me with 'why so late?' And Pn M, I don't know. Not gonna look at her face..The only happy thing that day was En Azzimuddin's speech which allows us to wear PJ clothes till school end :) Oh ya. CHing Wen did laughed at me. And this week, it was her turn. Walao..karma.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today. First news I received was that Kylthur's back. After one month of traveling, he's now back. Our class immediately switched to...noisy mode. Teachers started headache again. Second news. Another bad news. Lee Chong Wei competed with Lin Dan. I didn't watch tv, but I've read newspapers and heard from friends. According to them, he was so so close to winning. Two scores away. Wasted. If he win, we'll have one day holiday. I didn't even know this..xD Even though we don't have holiday now, there's still many people supporting him :D Saw many fan pages in facebook..Dato Lee Chong Wei (DLCW=don't let China Win) swt la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_l1-eR8aqw/S-mcdz1ZXKI/AAAAAAAAACc/4nwZIGRT0vU/s1600/lee+chong+wei+vs+lin+dan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some people commented on Lin Dan always take out his shirt when he win...hahha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, PJ. Our teacher forced us to play again. Last week was Bola Jaring, now is futsal. What? I thought futsal is for boys only...Last week, bola jaring turned out not that bad. Maybe because we have professionals like Amanda and Marissa to teach us how to play. And of course have fun players like Mistika and Natalie. But for the futsal today, we sucked at it. Zhu Yun and gang made me the goal keeper. Oh so bad. We didn't get the real futsal court so we played on grass. Do you know how big the goal is?! Luckily they're nice enough to help me defend :D The slippery grass made me fell. Eww. TOo bad I didn't bring clothes. Must wear this dirty shirt all day long. Poor me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chemistry and BM was bored. Addmath. I was damn MCC. I asked Phey Yein a bunch of questions, still not understanding. Finally, I approached to Zhen Xin and solved my questions immediately. So efficient! I must make her my tution teacher already. Muahaha. Bio, moral, chinese class..as usual. Ring!!! School ended xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pidox.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/add_maths_project_2009_2010_additional_mathematics.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Addmath can kill brain cells +_+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ai Li going out to eat AGAIN. Woah. Every week get to go out :) This time Jia Yi followed us out, but not gonna eat. We went in a restaurant called the Mage Cafe. Okla..not bad. Except they were unsatisfied with their smoothies. I didn't order drinks cause im bankrupt.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YE meeting. We were late, some more scared they will scold. Woah. Didn't know the meeting will be so informal, so we're safe :) THey were discussing about the new club instead of the annual report. Yu Xian want another business club...addicted already la..Ai Li want a field trip club..never heard before...Hope they really come out with one club, so that I won't have to go back to LEO club, where I've been kicked out because of poor attendance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-9139401989873390591?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/9139401989873390591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/9139401989873390591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/9139401989873390591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-life.html' title='......My Life?'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_l1-eR8aqw/S-mcdz1ZXKI/AAAAAAAAACc/4nwZIGRT0vU/s72-c/lee+chong+wei+vs+lin+dan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-6710167991107240878</id><published>2011-08-06T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T19:25:29.331-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='06/08/2011'/><title type='text'>Summary for Dinner :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ZZZ...every year dinner have the same old problem. Clothes. Cant wear too casual... THis year's theme is red or black. I wore my only skirt and a red t-shirt. So casual. I ask my mum what shud I add to make it not so casual, and she gave me that coat. Aiya who cares. Clothes are not the main thing to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So..we followed Sheen's house to Giza. My first time there. This year we're having dinner cuz puasa fell on this month. So we cant go shopping after eating like Hi-teas in the years before, so Ai Li planned a number of activities. When I reached Giza, almost all form fours already arrived. Most wore black..and I looked even more short cause they wore high-heels. Bleh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cJC6AVfcyvI/Tj1pbNkrHRI/AAAAAAAAAps/Pul-iFrsEMQ/s320/IMG_4986.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637778224758594834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the restaurant finally let us go in, they started blowing balloons and decorating stuffs. Our first activity was the limbo game. This game had proven that short people have the advantage. HAHA xD They cancelled the cha-cha dance. :( Then we can start eating. Full house food is not bad. Wah. The speghetti smelled damn nice! I took a lot of them. Sheen took a lot too. Chee Yee loved the lamb chop. While we eat, the performers go up to entertain us. The three musketeers, Justin and friends, Ian and the yoyo, Darren and his lame jokes, and I like Zhi Wei and friends the most :D THeir group was big so they sang without mic.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cFJsVwc_4cY/Tj1pbNj_ifI/AAAAAAAAAp0/GWnyK1L7NMo/s320/IMG_5041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637778224755739122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bkh4oQTbNa4/Tj1pbnsuzTI/AAAAAAAAAqM/g-6b80SOYnw/s320/IMG_4984.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637778231771712818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And obviously, everyone was busy taking photos, and this year there's snooker to play too :D Look so gangster-like while playing that. And Pn Monica's birthday was today too xD Everyone sang for her and gave her presents and love sticks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kc12OV4uLKQ/Tj1pbbIuYNI/AAAAAAAAAp8/2hsAjKffCHk/s320/IMG_5027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637778228399464658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BaT-oD06vVs/Tj1pbcSZJGI/AAAAAAAAAqE/6xp3MSeR93A/s320/IMG_4993.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637778228708451426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THis year was the best Hi-dinner they say. Very successful thanks to the organizer, Ai Li :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-6710167991107240878?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/6710167991107240878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/08/summary-for-dinner-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/6710167991107240878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/6710167991107240878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/08/summary-for-dinner-d.html' title='Summary for Dinner :D'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cJC6AVfcyvI/Tj1pbNkrHRI/AAAAAAAAAps/Pul-iFrsEMQ/s72-c/IMG_4986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-5574039240567690998</id><published>2011-08-05T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T05:45:30.217-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='05/08/2011'/><title type='text'>Scrapbooks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hjfvkx2x9A8/TsUP2oOHW-I/AAAAAAAAAsk/Xh9J0dX_iS4/s1600/364705_200x200.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmmm..today Yu Xian said my blog got lots of dust...so im here to clean up my dust :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh ya..havent thank the people that gave me birthday presents :D I got one bar of tolberone from Yu Xian first. Then, Natalie gave me a huge pencil box attached with an elephant book. She said my old one is "zha pe" :) Then Sheen gave me a photo frame. Awww..all drawn herself! Thank you sheen! Ai Li gave me a cute teddy bear, a bookmark and a birthday note :) thankkiu! I've received some presents from my relatives as well.  And of course, thank you to those who wished me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/23600000/Thank-you-so-much-my-dearest-sister-in-heart-yorkshire_rose-23648853-300-300.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: i wanna put pics but my camera even more zha pe than my old pencil box. Next time gimme camera la :D haha..jk la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK. today's Friday. I have addmath monthly test. Definitely not ready. I prayed for teacher's absence or whatever reasons to cancel the test. Unfortunately it didn't work. :( End up I simply scribble...Then, koperasi thing. Form 3&amp;amp; 4 going dewan. I knew it was gonna be bored so I brought along my unfinisheble theory. Only paid attention during voting. Voted Carmun, Yu Xian and Azreena. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before today I was busy with something else. Which was the the scrapbook and the theory. On AGM itself we're gonna give scrapbooks to our senior form fives. As a souvenir. Woah. We have just nice. 17 form fours as well as 17 form fives! Everyone one book. By drawing lots, Im supposed to decorate the book for Hui Xian. Ai Li standardized the books to cover-photo, then taglines, 10 messages from different librarians, and photos. So...I've gotta stalk her for the photos and taglines. I questioned Sue Lu, she said Hui Xian's tagline was Thank you. And Wan Theng said" she loves to say sorry. She even say sorry to the toilet bowl if she kicked it by accident." Lol. Anyway.. I chosed thank you. Its quite weird to write...Tagline-&amp;gt;sorry..After I have those info's, I started to gather messages. All form fours brought pen and memo pads, while all other librarians have papers all around queuing up waiting for them to write. So funny la..hehe. but it was quite obvious. I bet most form fives already knew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hjfvkx2x9A8/TsUP2oOHW-I/AAAAAAAAAsk/Xh9J0dX_iS4/s320/364705_200x200.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675960336554351586" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next step is to make the cover. I love the earth, so I decided to make magazine collages. I made a frame, put a plastic on, then printed a photo in it. Too bad, it looked like....the picture in front of the coffin, where people pray to it. Choi! So I tear it off, make another one. I thought it will be cool to put some hidden messages, so I searched for it through internet. The stupid website didn't teach me! plus the photo in it was so blurr.. But thanks to my smart brain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did it &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; It looked something like the YE card. But who cares. Hui Xian's not a YE member. I cut a love, put a photo on it. Unfortunately, it still looked like the "..." photo. Yer...how shud I do it? Phey Yein was laughing at my masterpiece and Jia Yi was spreading my crazy pic around :'( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tear it off, then decided to disobey Ai Li. I didn't put photos in front. SQ so nice help me draw the wriggly pipes? or is it tubes.. It was supposed to be handed in to Ai Li on THursday, so for the whole shift I was doing this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;On AGM...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now back to Friday. After skul, AGM. Like every year, Pn Monica's speech. Then form 5's speech. Some were funny, some were emotional. Some cried.. So fast...one year had past. Time for form fives to retire. Very soon it will be my final AGM too....:( Then we gave the form fives our handmade scrapbook :D My book was given to Hui Xian. I don't know about her, but Im quite satisfied with my work :D After that was the lantik post. The Ketuas pass their job to the new successors. Almost all form fours got except for two. Most naibs turn to ketuas. I got Publicity. Darren(ex-publicity) went home so..yeah. I have no idea how to do. nvm. I have penolong :D I think Shiang Qian's my penolong. Oh ya..Sze Lyn got inventory! Yay! She have to buy me a slurpee as promised :D Muahahahha.. Zhi Wei got Naib pengerusi! And Ai Li got pengerusi :D Congratz everyone and good luck! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that was form 5's slide show. They said its a tradition. HAaha..so funny. They put baby pictures in it! Can see they put lots of effort. Lastly everyone ate cakes. I love the nuts. Damn nice :D Took second helping :D Credits to Amanda. Then all form fours were called to the bilik tayangan. One time practice for the funny cha-cha dance. hahahah... Cant help it. Its really funny...."slide to the right..slide to the left...one hop this time...two hops this time..hands on the knee....etc"hahhahahah. Three thirty sharp. I went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After bathing, it was almost four. Damn. I havent have lunch. My grandma was like so scared I will starve to death. She immediately cooked maggi mee for me. I started to rush my theory, then time for piano class. :( Next week theory exam. My first one..im not nervous at all but my teacher sure was. These few weeks she was talking so fast...like rapping la.. Scold also damn loud one. Yerrr..I hate exams la...Nvm. After next week im gonna be as relax as I always was :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay. One post Done :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-5574039240567690998?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/5574039240567690998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/08/hmmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/5574039240567690998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/5574039240567690998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/08/hmmm.html' title='Scrapbooks'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hjfvkx2x9A8/TsUP2oOHW-I/AAAAAAAAAsk/Xh9J0dX_iS4/s72-c/364705_200x200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-3688933281453817639</id><published>2011-07-20T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T02:37:04.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='22/07/2011'/><title type='text'>MPS  ^-^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-85KWKfaBp8I/Ti_MBF6M_MI/AAAAAAAAApE/ET9-ja4DL-M/s320/250253_2155509934651_1453541097_32369299_8301133_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633945978002013378" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;MPS long form...Minggu Pusat Sumber! This year's library week had started. Many librarians skipped class. Went to help. I only helped during the library week this year. Didn't do anything to prepare it...This year's theme is Survival Skills. Exhibition is Yi Ling and Ceymone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I5WcOtUTqNc/Ti_JkTzca6I/AAAAAAAAAo8/DTglCegVeLg/s320/267928_2008084274398_1012426037_32250863_4412329_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633943284492299170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;badges for sales :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before MPS, we sold badges this year. Sheen Woei's design! Of course there's food also. Sambal doughnuts, kuihs and etc. And the name for the race this year was kinda funny. "Run For Your Life!" heheh..relevent to our theme leh..the teams with better survival skills get to survive! I didnt' join the race. My sis did. Her team got 2nd. Not bad weih. Perhaps she really have survival skills. We have cooking competition too! Must make your own fire. Thats why we have a demo for making fire before the competition. Reminds me of barbeque. Too bad I don't get to eat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So...Im skipping class for one week. On Monday, I came to school, blurr. Most of them went to perhimpunan. Too bad I cant see the opening ceremony Shiang Qian and friends were busy preparing... But I heard the sketch was quite funny :D. OK. Yi Ling put me as the main tour guide. I don't know what Im gonna say, or do. So...Clarrisa, who really did lotsa homework, toured me first. WOah...she have lotsa things to say. So many extra informations. All printed nicely on her cardboards. She must be a person who wants everything perfect, I wondered. My job was actually its very easy. Well at least easier than the tour guides at the station. I don't have to memorise anything, just gotta know the station names.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LKiqd_CFD2I/Ti_UftCQ68I/AAAAAAAAApk/P0mD2GINCr4/s320/206025_2155487774097_1453541097_32369212_2254627_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633955299993906114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Oh..This is damn cool rite? Sarah Leong's masterpiece :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me describe the tour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, the classes were divided into 2-3 groups. Rules were told. Then group by group, they will go in. First thing they see will be the leaves hanging down the door :D Then we will throw leaves and go "Welcome to the library!" hahaa..Syok sendiri. First station. Self defense by Sze Ern, with one fighting video. Second. SQ's station. Water station with the funny bamboo demonstration. Next. Chelsea explaining about shelters. Then, First aid talked by Zhi Wei. He talk damn fast. And demonstrate some wrap arms, heads and whatever. I wonder will they demonstrate CPR. heehe... THen move on to Natural disasters, Nat's station. There's a model house made by SArah. Looked damn professional. Proceed to...Camping tips. Zhen Xin and my sis site. My sis talk so soft la...I dont dare to comment also....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vQ93m_vEu-c/Ti_SD3_ExuI/AAAAAAAAApc/5Ph6pNUwO0s/s320/185271_2155486534066_1453541097_32369204_6851400_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633952622873724642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;The shelter toured by Belinda and Chelsea :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4WtsIMPkXTw/Ti_PBIfvYmI/AAAAAAAAApM/aPq1JGu-IU4/s320/185439_2155517934851_1453541097_32369335_2147089_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633949277231211106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Shiang Qian and Shu Jing in between the dry leaves :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK..then after that is sales. Amanda put many creatures inside. Scorpions, Spiders, Snakes...Muahhaah..I like to see them being scared "evil"...Then Zhi Ying will be talking about Fire. Kian Ru is the next station. Signalling. After body language by Shi Hui, there will be quizzes and cherades. Last station, Navigation by Chee Yee and Song Sheng. Oohh..got glow in the dark stars :D Too bad they turn dull very fast. After the whole tour, they will be asked to go watch movie in billik tayangan. Man vs Wild.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole week I have been working with the people that help out. Not bad. Can know more about the new librarians and all. For example: Yi Ling loves Korean drama. Or should I say she love Lee Min Ho. She introduced me City Hunter =) Rachel Low's laugh is crazy. She's crazy for putting chicken bones in my plate too...Must beware of her while eating.&amp;gt;&amp;lt; Zhi Wei talk damn fast. When he talk his mouth moving like fish. HAHHHA. Kian Ru is sometimes over friendly. She hugs people and her bro's are everywhere....She and Clarissa were both gossip-ed by people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GNPOI1XlThU/TeEl9Han2gI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ro4jLUwS2-E/s320/City-Hunter-Korean-Drama-Official-Poster-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Korean drama: City Hunter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DmHw8EunRhk/Ti_POy8eN9I/AAAAAAAAApU/Afota6Y0NY0/s320/226190_2155551495690_1453541097_32369463_6764111_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633949511964309458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Oh yah..DU school came to visit too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;I can feel their uneasy when we cameraman kept taking pics of them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like touring 4 Cengal. They're noisy. I like noisy. At least they have response la... Some classes were damn quiet..they say this year MPS not that interesting..actually I think their class not that interesting either...talking to them like talking to the wall... Anyway, the worst class I have ever seen was 3 Angsana. Waliao...Friday..just before I go home. I toured the 2nd badge of 3 Angsana. I didn't know the behaviour of Angsana class can be that bad. I mean seriously, they came to make trouble only! Ai Li drove them away halfway. Just before I go home, Kelly and gang held a last minute meeting and gave us a speech about our irresponsible behaviour. Haiz...not a good ending..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I hope everyone had fun in MPS week xD Wish next year's MPS can be very successful since its my last year... Gambateh! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-3688933281453817639?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/3688933281453817639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/07/mps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/3688933281453817639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/3688933281453817639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/07/mps.html' title='MPS  ^-^'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-85KWKfaBp8I/Ti_MBF6M_MI/AAAAAAAAApE/ET9-ja4DL-M/s72-c/250253_2155509934651_1453541097_32369299_8301133_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-5357185625854236799</id><published>2011-07-16T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T05:42:17.762-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='16/07/2011'/><title type='text'>Make Money :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Woah! I felt completely relaxed now :D YE sales have just ended. Before the sales, everyone was busy preparing for this big event. We have a total of five products. Basket made by Xue Mei, cards made by Yu Xian, angel keychains made by Sheau Lee and teddy bear keychains made by me. Hui Yi and friends were busy making the decorations and stuffs for our stall. And other members were helping us made products. We skipped class about one week to finish all these. Busy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While making products, we chit chat. I don't know how, but we started to talk about our primary schools. Everyone was like saying how good their schools were. Sheau Lee and I were the Yuk Chai supporters, Zhen Xin was on behalf of Damansara school, and Hong Jun was Pui Chai 1. Even though we may accidently insult other people's school, but the chat was quite fun. The more I say, the more I realized Yuk Chai was actually very very good :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday was the sales, but on Friday, I still have 70 notebooks to go. The worst thing was, most of my materials was left at home. I cant do anything without them. Usually my mum will help me fetch them to school, but at this very moment, she was at Johor! Rahhh. So I asked my dad for help. Kinda expected, he brought the wrong materials. So I followed him home to take. So..30 notebooks was made thanks to the help of some other members. But I still have 40 to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had piano class, so I have no choice but to go home. The 40 notebooks will be made all by myself tonight. i dont think I can sleep tonight. Sad. After the class and dinner, it was almost 7.00pm. I was so tired that I cant stand it. So I decided to take a 15 minutes nap. My father shall be my alarm. But he said 15 minutes was not enough, so he woke me up after an hour. WTH?! When I woke up, it was almost eight. For the next 7 hours, which was 8.00pm to 5.00pm (hope I dont look like a PANDA tomorrow....), I was busy with the notebooks non-stop. Not only making, nut also checking and repairing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glYPSESBChA/TsUPIdJ2iKI/AAAAAAAAAsM/vvjkYzoIVZE/s320/images%2B%25284%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675959543309699234" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since library week preparation was 8.00am, I have to wake up at 7.00am. So I got only 2 hours sleep. Poor me... I helped prepare library week for 5 hours, and went to Empire with the help of Zhen Xin. Woo! My first time to Empire :D Its quite big, have large shops, the longest slide (I wanted to play but its to costly) and most of all the toilets. Its big, high quality^^, and full of mirrors. Mirrors make people confuse. Ai Li almost bang the mirrors when going out. haahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once I reach there, I changed into YE t shirt. I reach at about 1.30pm. Since my shift is 3.30pm, I have lots of time to check out on other school's products, and take a good look at the Empires. After looking at other school's stuff, I think our school's things were not that nice. Im not sure its true or its because I got bored of our stuffs as I see them everyday. Who cares. I looked at my products sale. Its not very good, so Ai Li and I tried drawing lame stuffs on top. To attract customers attention. Nice or not, its not important. The thing is, I enjoyed playing with it :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya...I saw Eshen there! She was a YE member in Catholic. She was there much earlier than me, but went off very early too :D She supported me by buying one notebook. I wanted to buy something in her stall, as a show of support too. The thing that caught my eye was the pencil box with lame words. But it was RM8. Expensive! So I swap with the other Catholic girl, she buy our notebooks while I buy the pencil box :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pV9vraPVC1A/TsUPIRSq8LI/AAAAAAAAAsY/4xdlLoBxAqA/s320/images%2B%25285%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675959540125462706" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 254px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On 3.30om sharp, I started my duty. I was all the while, pulling customers to our stall, and let them do the explaining products. Sheau Lee was the one standing beside me :D When the time goes by, the customers that pass by this place decreased gradually. Too bad. Hard to find customers. Our shifts were until 7.00pm, so our legs grew sour. About half an hour, times will be up. My notebooks were kinda failure..still got about half of the stocks were not yet sold off. So Yu Xian made me target at least sell two books. It was really hard. Finding customers was hard. Convincing them to buy was even harder. Rahhh. But I succeeded. I sold more than two :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the whole thing, we packed everything, clean up the stall and all, then Zhen Xin counted the money. She was so nervous, I dont know why. I see her scratching her head and scowling, so I went to help her out. Woah..I searched many mistakes. At last, we solved our problems. Everything was tally. Zhen Xin went home with her mum. While we planned to eat dinner before going home. Yu Xian was unfortunately bad in mood. She didnt really share her feelings, but I guess its because of Ms Winnie. But after that she was much better. So we went to enjoy a very expensive meal. Itallianies! It was my first time. Those meals were only affordable for rich people. I looked at the price. I wonder why still so many customers..we still gotta queue up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But its once in a blue moon we go there, so nevermind. Even though I dont like the price, but Im very satisfied with the food :D We ordered speghetti and pizza for everyone to share. 7 of us. Ai Li, Ms Winnie, Yu Xian, Wen Hao, Hong Jun, Our YE senior and I. The speghetti was damn nice! I felt like licking the plate, but that will not be decency. Oh ya..I dont like the line also. It was ground floor. And everytime I want to call, I will have to reach the higher floors to get the line. Troublesome.. Ok. At last we went back home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this sales, I know how hard is it to earn money. Most passerby ignored us when we promoted to them. i wont blame them, cause Im one of them. Even if they visit our stall, they have high demands. Services, product quality, coolness, trend, price and all. Whether they buy or not, depend on all these factors. Its hard to repeat the same sentence so many times. For each and every customer. I got tired for standing so long and remain smiling for so long too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly. Thank you to all YE members that help out in the products, thank you Ms Winnie for helping us at all times, thank you to everyone that supported our school company :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-5357185625854236799?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/5357185625854236799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/07/make-money-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/5357185625854236799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/5357185625854236799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/07/make-money-d.html' title='Make Money :D'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glYPSESBChA/TsUPIdJ2iKI/AAAAAAAAAsM/vvjkYzoIVZE/s72-c/images%2B%25284%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-7871624392572116850</id><published>2011-07-12T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T02:37:46.959-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12/07/2011'/><title type='text'>Anti homeworksss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wPhhs7qGrVY/ThwcENn_ESI/AAAAAAAAAjU/egRR1Bg0tA4/s1600/3.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://creamofmommysoup.files.wordpress.com/2010/11/homework_brain_damage-4851.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I know right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Many homework= Serious brain damage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Supposingly we're gonna watch pengawas retirement. But "hardworking" Pn Siva wanna teach us chemistry... We were forced to stay in that dark and hot (no electricity) classroom and listen to her "interesting story". Most of the people already have the "black" face, especially the boys. Anyway, I cant absorp anything. So lost. After one and a half weeks of skipping classes, I became so blur. I ruined my monthly test. But who cares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I joined the conversation with Zhen Xin and Zhu Yun talking about the Sims. I remember staying overnight at Zhu Yun's house once in Form 1, just to play that game. Yer..Now I wanted to play that game...Too bad July is a really busy month. I will have to wait till August. Then I will go borrow the pirated disk from Ai Li. Hope she didn't lost or break it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;After that was Bio. Yay! No homework! But got monthly test..Sad la...I dont understand a thing. After the test, Phey Yein and Ying Ai were like: "Is it autotroph nutrient or heterotroph nutrient for the tree question?" And I was like:" I filled in plant nutrient." Hehe..thats what I could think of. And I have no one to ask during the test. Sitting on my left was Jia Yuin, who also skipped class to practice cheer. Sitting on my right was Kylthur, the sky would fall if he knows the answer. So I tembak-ed and went to sleep ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Finally moral. The only subject I can understand. Just gotta catch up with the homeworks, thats all. Yess! Tomorrow no Chinese! I was thnking whether to skip Taekwondo or not, so I can maybe go home earlier. Until Miss Winnie increased my notebooks from 100 to 150. (WTH?!) I have no choice but to stay back and make my notebooks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Since Im so lost with my homeworks now, its no point being in class. So I decided to skip some more classes tomorrow to help out in Xue Mei's basket tomorrow. &amp;gt;&amp;lt; So now, theres no need to worry about sports day, big hand, marching etc. Its time to worry about YE sales, FedEx market entry, MPS, my theory exam and lastly my homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wPhhs7qGrVY/ThwcENn_ESI/AAAAAAAAAjU/egRR1Bg0tA4/s320/3.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628404493008703778" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oh ya..blog walkers. If you wanna get involved in this interesting event (YE sales), you can make a visit to the Empire Shopping Mall at Subang Jaya. Our lovely products will be sold at this coming Saturday. Their all high quality and were made by our own hands. Please drop by at the DJ stall. Our company name is Ascentic. You may support us by buying our products. Remember, its DJ (SMK Damansara Jaya)!&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/6252952705608707080-7871624392572116850?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/7871624392572116850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-know-right-many-homework-serious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/7871624392572116850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/7871624392572116850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-know-right-many-homework-serious.html' title='Anti homeworksss'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wPhhs7qGrVY/ThwcENn_ESI/AAAAAAAAAjU/egRR1Bg0tA4/s72-c/3.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-7643057528389999535</id><published>2011-07-12T01:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T04:16:00.690-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12/07/2011'/><title type='text'>Pics for hari sukan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok. I know these pics are kinda small. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just press ctrl and scroll Up. Then you can enjoy bigger photos :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSi3gATVRNQ/ThwgTBKu1YI/AAAAAAAAAjc/PZqzr3A1wOs/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628409145409328514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jia Yi holding my "E".  ^^ I like her hat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--YRggZC-fQY/ThwgiAiNuPI/AAAAAAAAAkk/H88amQ2hTkE/s1600/10.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MLZUryziK-Y/ThwgTMrlrAI/AAAAAAAAAjk/_Il4MCVQ5y8/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628409148499930114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whoo Hoo! Daniel and his fellow marchers! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qihvv4iW3h0/ThwgTZfVreI/AAAAAAAAAjs/K8oUjBnatkk/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628409151938211298" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ai Li is inside! Somewhere at the last row...between the tall people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s4R5DdS5DxQ/Thwghj88uWI/AAAAAAAAAkU/FGz5Pfxrw3Q/s1600/8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kDZO0GeQnbU/ThwgUCF-PkI/AAAAAAAAAj8/icdp3TDeNrc/s320/5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628409162837671490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess they're opening their formation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tNHVSwO4Oe8/ThwgTwQYvcI/AAAAAAAAAj0/EW1zm2bQKgg/s1600/4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tNHVSwO4Oe8/ThwgTwQYvcI/AAAAAAAAAj0/EW1zm2bQKgg/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628409158049512898" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh I know their cheer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love you,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love U N G G U L&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unggul number one!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s4R5DdS5DxQ/Thwghj88uWI/AAAAAAAAAkU/FGz5Pfxrw3Q/s1600/8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YfWbeE6DzaY/ThwggkxZCHI/AAAAAAAAAkE/5FxBkwSq0Ak/s1600/6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YfWbeE6DzaY/ThwggkxZCHI/AAAAAAAAAkE/5FxBkwSq0Ak/s320/6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628409378305017970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hormat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kDZO0GeQnbU/ThwgUCF-PkI/AAAAAAAAAj8/icdp3TDeNrc/s1600/5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KBhtEvZdSXc/Thwgg1NAHrI/AAAAAAAAAkM/jn9XWRt1yCA/s320/7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628409382715793074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tNHVSwO4Oe8/ThwgTwQYvcI/AAAAAAAAAj0/EW1zm2bQKgg/s1600/4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s4R5DdS5DxQ/Thwghj88uWI/AAAAAAAAAkU/FGz5Pfxrw3Q/s320/8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628409395264928098" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qihvv4iW3h0/ThwgTZfVreI/AAAAAAAAAjs/K8oUjBnatkk/s1600/3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uXT_S9Wy1A0/ThwghzWiUvI/AAAAAAAAAkc/nS6Ct_GcBfo/s320/9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628409399398781682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time to close formation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MLZUryziK-Y/ThwgTMrlrAI/AAAAAAAAAjk/_Il4MCVQ5y8/s1600/2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--YRggZC-fQY/ThwgiAiNuPI/AAAAAAAAAkk/H88amQ2hTkE/s320/10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628409402937424114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Here comes Kesatria!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e6FVWHxCqUY/ThwjAU-uvYI/AAAAAAAAAo0/rvtru3LfSeU/s1600/11.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e6FVWHxCqUY/ThwjAU-uvYI/AAAAAAAAAo0/rvtru3LfSeU/s320/11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628412122845068674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hui Yi and Sheen both were inside XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RomacWEEaPI/ThwjADG5pDI/AAAAAAAAAok/Ikt8Iv92E-U/s1600/13.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RomacWEEaPI/ThwjADG5pDI/AAAAAAAAAok/Ikt8Iv92E-U/s320/13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628412118047499314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Their hormat was something like ours too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XysixdWwBRY/Thwi_8zlyZI/AAAAAAAAAoc/KVF_w_DVFNQ/s1600/14.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XysixdWwBRY/Thwi_8zlyZI/AAAAAAAAAoc/KVF_w_DVFNQ/s320/14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628412116355893650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dont remember their cheer. I think something about " Go! Fight! Win!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vGwVwPbFAvc/ThwiaD0X8qI/AAAAAAAAAoU/uYxaA81iuxI/s1600/15.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vGwVwPbFAvc/ThwiaD0X8qI/AAAAAAAAAoU/uYxaA81iuxI/s320/15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628411465403200162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ooo..larian komander...can see Hui Yi there if you look closer. So funny! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EEWc9Y7u2Lg/ThwiZ15VTUI/AAAAAAAAAoM/vskwqGVs-Xw/s1600/16.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EEWc9Y7u2Lg/ThwiZ15VTUI/AAAAAAAAAoM/vskwqGVs-Xw/s320/16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628411461665901890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k_4W3gsYTrI/ThwiZg4RbCI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Y9ay2NMi4Lc/s1600/17.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k_4W3gsYTrI/ThwiZg4RbCI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Y9ay2NMi4Lc/s320/17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628411456024308770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 minutes over..Farewell!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cZoJauJ8DAg/ThwiZbMxyZI/AAAAAAAAAn8/VcrMKl3uqug/s1600/18.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cZoJauJ8DAg/ThwiZbMxyZI/AAAAAAAAAn8/VcrMKl3uqug/s320/18.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628411454499703186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay! Maju Rocks! Go Maju :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDAjEmCuLRc/ThwiZE1WAlI/AAAAAAAAAn0/SnpG_ZMZLYs/s1600/19.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDAjEmCuLRc/ThwiZE1WAlI/AAAAAAAAAn0/SnpG_ZMZLYs/s320/19.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628411448495833682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hormat ke kanan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5MMmJDpHR0/ThwiKW4BaqI/AAAAAAAAAns/jzqeIUAWpFI/s1600/20.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5MMmJDpHR0/ThwiKW4BaqI/AAAAAAAAAns/jzqeIUAWpFI/s320/20.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628411195640867490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;just before opening the formation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DKP2VmkemEo/ThwiJ4WCB0I/AAAAAAAAAnk/1fv1QPULlfM/s1600/21.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DKP2VmkemEo/ThwiJ4WCB0I/AAAAAAAAAnk/1fv1QPULlfM/s320/21.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628411187445237570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was suppose to be the DNA. Carmen created it. I wonder how it looks from up there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6VCIIlijmA/ThwiJp51z3I/AAAAAAAAAnc/6EFYzvMTwqs/s1600/22.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6VCIIlijmA/ThwiJp51z3I/AAAAAAAAAnc/6EFYzvMTwqs/s320/22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628411183568899954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a box. I always make mistake while opening the box..luckily i didnt at the BIG day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_0-wQzQ_TIc/ThwiJSN41eI/AAAAAAAAAnU/T4UddegSfMk/s1600/23.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_0-wQzQ_TIc/ThwiJSN41eI/AAAAAAAAAnU/T4UddegSfMk/s320/23.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628411177210533346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our hormat depan. There's a M in the box. But I really cant see anything...Fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--vX0jnkzJxA/ThwiJea1bFI/AAAAAAAAAnM/8oEwFYHIX6I/s1600/24.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--vX0jnkzJxA/ThwiJea1bFI/AAAAAAAAAnM/8oEwFYHIX6I/s320/24.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628411180486061138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our cheer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lets Yell,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;M A J U maju,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And we are proud of you!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vsG5P2vCCqc/ThwhzUROjBI/AAAAAAAAAnE/dsL9ZxDrfvo/s1600/25.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vsG5P2vCCqc/ThwhzUROjBI/AAAAAAAAAnE/dsL9ZxDrfvo/s320/25.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628410799804288018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;close formation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wJSB2UTaUTY/ThwhzKRMcuI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Vcr2-qao1ZI/s1600/26.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wJSB2UTaUTY/ThwhzKRMcuI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Vcr2-qao1ZI/s320/26.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628410797119795938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye Bye everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IeZWXWLi6ZQ/Thwhy6enwFI/AAAAAAAAAms/OVLKHiJBc8s/s1600/28.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IeZWXWLi6ZQ/Thwhy6enwFI/AAAAAAAAAms/OVLKHiJBc8s/s320/28.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628410792881143890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ooohh..The Hebats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-izKBxfu_Qak/ThwhyvP19WI/AAAAAAAAAmk/Le9-IGgmIDw/s1600/29.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-izKBxfu_Qak/ThwhyvP19WI/AAAAAAAAAmk/Le9-IGgmIDw/s320/29.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628410789866370402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dont know whats this, but it looks nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AC9pdUiLODA/ThwhfTv6TmI/AAAAAAAAAmU/kZoDzHn8Osw/s1600/31.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AC9pdUiLODA/ThwhfTv6TmI/AAAAAAAAAmU/kZoDzHn8Osw/s320/31.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628410456067165794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh. I know this. Their triangle formation :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FO7jLmNdcLg/ThwhfKzmSQI/AAAAAAAAAmM/HURHP59XwGQ/s1600/32.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FO7jLmNdcLg/ThwhfKzmSQI/AAAAAAAAAmM/HURHP59XwGQ/s320/32.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628410453666711810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Their cheer :D Btw I forgot also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HV8e1mVu5nw/Thwhe9xWJTI/AAAAAAAAAmE/UM8rxXNV1MI/s1600/33.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HV8e1mVu5nw/Thwhe9xWJTI/AAAAAAAAAmE/UM8rxXNV1MI/s320/33.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628410450167604530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Natalie was inside. Hidden. I dont know where...hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ukUW387keD4/ThwheWP8bpI/AAAAAAAAAl8/dS23Y64ZOIQ/s1600/34.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ukUW387keD4/ThwheWP8bpI/AAAAAAAAAl8/dS23Y64ZOIQ/s320/34.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628410439558524562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sayonara!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hDbR99gIfVM/ThwhGtHJ35I/AAAAAAAAAl0/RR6Eha4OF7E/s1600/35.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hDbR99gIfVM/ThwhGtHJ35I/AAAAAAAAAl0/RR6Eha4OF7E/s320/35.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628410033378811794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, Berjaya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H0n74ex2blQ/ThwhGFq2CdI/AAAAAAAAAls/amo_as3in3U/s1600/36.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H0n74ex2blQ/ThwhGFq2CdI/AAAAAAAAAls/amo_as3in3U/s320/36.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628410022791088594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Their formation was quite big.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c8hkHhRkXj8/ThwhFjIihVI/AAAAAAAAAlk/WR94l1Lk5pk/s1600/37.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c8hkHhRkXj8/ThwhFjIihVI/AAAAAAAAAlk/WR94l1Lk5pk/s320/37.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628410013520397650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xYIcjHOk5Zs/ThwhFZWGWJI/AAAAAAAAAlc/59iKsJX0fdQ/s1600/38.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xYIcjHOk5Zs/ThwhFZWGWJI/AAAAAAAAAlc/59iKsJX0fdQ/s320/38.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628410010892916882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Magic. See..Abracadabra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N8df8HUmPfU/ThwhFEzTYFI/AAAAAAAAAlU/CYHuEWKZHIY/s1600/39.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N8df8HUmPfU/ThwhFEzTYFI/AAAAAAAAAlU/CYHuEWKZHIY/s320/39.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628410005378261074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poof! A clock :D They were like the needle, moving towards twelve o clock, then BERJAYA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zhen Xin kept saying they are damn cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ROG6osRyo-I/Thwg2-diPRI/AAAAAAAAAlM/I7sB9X4v9fQ/s1600/40.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ROG6osRyo-I/Thwg2-diPRI/AAAAAAAAAlM/I7sB9X4v9fQ/s320/40.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628409763158179090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The quartermasters. Pink! Shi Hui was the camera man of the day. I stole these pics frm her through facebook....hahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vQaumqAb2jQ/Thwg2kHAHCI/AAAAAAAAAlE/AeecE5uNoB0/s1600/41.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vQaumqAb2jQ/Thwg2kHAHCI/AAAAAAAAAlE/AeecE5uNoB0/s320/41.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628409756084345890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jia Hui...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZEjfQOjDRs/Thwg2dd_PsI/AAAAAAAAAk8/ef5nH4AELD0/s1600/42.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZEjfQOjDRs/Thwg2dd_PsI/AAAAAAAAAk8/ef5nH4AELD0/s320/42.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628409754301710018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was how it look. The supporters seated in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rGEb5Qj78uI/Thwg1traiUI/AAAAAAAAAks/mcwT0yDVN54/s1600/44.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rGEb5Qj78uI/Thwg1traiUI/AAAAAAAAAks/mcwT0yDVN54/s320/44.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628409741473122626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spongebob! The Mascot for Kesatria. I dont even know what Maju's Mascot is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--YRggZC-fQY/ThwgiAiNuPI/AAAAAAAAAkk/H88amQ2hTkE/s1600/10.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/6252952705608707080-7643057528389999535?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/7643057528389999535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/07/pics-for-hari-sukan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/7643057528389999535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/7643057528389999535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/07/pics-for-hari-sukan.html' title='Pics for hari sukan'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSi3gATVRNQ/ThwgTBKu1YI/AAAAAAAAAjc/PZqzr3A1wOs/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-1603973745914746720</id><published>2011-07-06T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T01:06:05.196-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='07/07/2011'/><title type='text'>Sports Day</title><content type='html'>I woke up at 5.00am sharp. I woke my sis up, then changed to my MAJU shirt. Suddenly, I remembered about the lollyice I made for YE yesterday night. I opened the freezer, and found them all still in liquid form. OMG! I called Ai Li, after she checked hers, Im not that nervous, coz her lollyice are also halfway freezed. I called Yu Xian, but she nvr pick up. Fine. I decided not to bring. Sell on other occasions then. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I arrived 6.00am sharp at the gate of the stadium. Cant believe Im so punctual :D Other houses were already there. Chee Yee helped me tie the red ribbon on my right wrist. Carmen helped me pin on the black ribbon. After all that make up, we practice our formation at the car park for the few last time. Before entering the stadium, Carmen took out the..RED SPRAY!! All of them was queuing up for the spray. Haha...The spray smelled like perfume and lasted until the sports day end. WOah. Carmen distributed strepsils for us too :D All using her own money. Genorous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After taking attendance, all marchers are required to gathered at one end of the track. We stood according to our placing last year. It was Unggul first, then Kesatria, Maju, Hebat and Berjaya. We waited patiently for our turn. I was not very tall, so I stood in front. The middle line. Just between Hui Min and Kher Huey. Quite squeezy there, the flower girl, the ketua rumah and the commanders were in front. So I cant see what Unggul and Kesatria did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, maybe because I stand too long, I thought I will felt very stiff. The hormat kanan was OK, but unfortunately, I lagged a bit at the formation A. Chee Yee knew I think. I was so guilty but I try not to show it on my face, like what my seniors say, the audience may not know. I hope it was not too obvious. The following steps went alright :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly we marched to the middle of the field. Waited for Encik Azmuddin's speech to end. I was lucky that the sun that day was not very hot. So sad I couldn't move, couldn't talk, couldn't stretch etc etc. My leg was getting sour each and every second. Ouch. Finally we marched out. I was busy asking whether they see something wrong on my side..I wouldnt want it to affect others...Luckily they say they didn't see anything about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really respect the Choong family :D Kenneth, our commander was not bad. Even though he's not strict enough, but his quite loud I think. Carmen, his sister was so good. She organised the whole formation and all. The practices were held by her. She can overcome all the hard times..and train us, which were so indiscipline. If it wasn't for her, we'd be a mess. The seniors too came to give suggestions and support. How sweet :D And other Maju marchers. They rocked too :D These few days I hanged out with Hui Min and Chee Yee the most. Thanks for their accompaniment :) We have about 30 marchers. Everyone did their best. Put in all their spirits. And tried their best to be synchronized. Hope we can get finer results this year :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. Now let me describe each house. This year three out of five houses wore white gloves. Woah. Maju, Unggul and Hebat. Unggul(purple) had same scouts pants like us. Hebat(green) and Kesatria (yellow) wore tights I think. Berjaya(dark blue) wore white pants. Very Outstanding. I like Berjaya's hat. It was like the marching hats. Then two feathers pole out from inside. Its so cool when they threw their hats on the floor. Cool! Kesatria's hair was quite unique too. The small little braid they tie was in yellow. Well..their formation Im not sure how it looks from on top. But I can say they did very well in their position :D Of course the atheletes done well too. Yu Xian, Sylvia, Sheen Woei and etc etc ran too. Pro! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course the next thing is to help the YE stalls. We were selling lolly ice with grapes, lemon and rootbeer flavour. Beverages were 100 plus, milo and mineral water. I didn't help a lot, as if they really wanna buy, they will come find us. But if they don't want, no matter how much you promote, they wouldnt care. Whereas librarian's were selling popcorns and beverages. I didn't sign up to help, but I went to "ba gua" a bit..hehe. While I sell, the runners were busy running. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. Let me speak more about the final. At last, YE sold out all the drinks. Not bad huh? A big clap for Miss Winnie! And because of the rain, most people went home. Too bad..cheer was postponed, and the results were still an unknown. Librarian still got quite many drinks, so I helped bringing home four cartons. And this rain was quite heavy. On the way back, I see floods at my house area. I wonder about Kayu Ara. That area was even more lower than my house area. Are they gonna flood till the roof or something?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I reached home for a while, the rain stopped. Bad rain. Bad timing. I didnt bring my camera to the stadium. So I guess I will post when my friends uploaded. Ok. I will end my post here. Im gonna do the YE FedEx thing........:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-1603973745914746720?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/1603973745914746720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/07/sports-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/1603973745914746720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/1603973745914746720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/07/sports-day.html' title='Sports Day'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-8527770128578730969</id><published>2011-07-01T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T05:40:42.349-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='02/07/2011'/><title type='text'>1 Malaysia Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dknCn9iAC30/TsUOztJ-3KI/AAAAAAAAAsA/apPY52rX9g0/s1600/0511-0908-2413-5330_Cartoon_people_running_in_a_marathon_race_clipart_image.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone's required to come to school this Saturday. For the 1 M'sia Run. But I guess most of the people actually came for the DJ Fest. For me, I came to sell YE products, to march and of course, to run. About 7.30 I think, everyone gathered at the pavillion. I was searching desperately for pins, plastic, paper and all..you know, every runner has a number. I really hate my teacher. She only gave me a blank paper, and a plastic. Im supposed to write the number myself, find another plastic and paper to pin it at my back, and find 8 more pins. So unlike other people, my paper is half of their size. Bleh :P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the cheer leaders warm up with us, we started running. The school didn't say their gonna give out prizes. So many good runners didn't give out their best. For example, Yu Xian the runner decided to run with us, the slow runners. Like usual, we always start walking when we got tired. But this Yu Xian kept pushing us...so torturing weih! Until we reached a distance, I asked Yu Xian to leave us alone, as I wouldn't want to be the one delaying her. But at least I was far from the last this time, unlike usual marathons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dknCn9iAC30/TsUOztJ-3KI/AAAAAAAAAsA/apPY52rX9g0/s320/0511-0908-2413-5330_Cartoon_people_running_in_a_marathon_race_clipart_image.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675959186827959458" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 169px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally reached school. The first thing I did was to check with Yu Xian. Even though she got 13, which she was very sad for that, its still better than nothing. I really admired her..she can catch up with the top runners that day in such a short time! After a "short" communication with Miss Winnie, I went to march. Many were absent. So we cant really practice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, I joined them to sell YE products. There were badges, angel keychain and photo frames. The keychain and the photo  frame were not so popular. The badges were not bad. Well I understand why, cause its the money problem. All of them already used them to eat and drink. I didn't bring money, but I was so damn hungry, so I found borrowed 3 ringgit from my friend to buy pizza. Yummy but expensive.. After the DJ Fest started, the members lessen the price from 15 to 5. So worth it rite? But I didn't participate too. We can just listen to free music outside the hall, where our stalls stood.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-8527770128578730969?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/8527770128578730969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/07/1-malaysia-run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8527770128578730969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8527770128578730969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/07/1-malaysia-run.html' title='1 Malaysia Run'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dknCn9iAC30/TsUOztJ-3KI/AAAAAAAAAsA/apPY52rX9g0/s72-c/0511-0908-2413-5330_Cartoon_people_running_in_a_marathon_race_clipart_image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-2180546710138166890</id><published>2011-07-01T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T05:39:39.099-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='01/07/2011'/><title type='text'>Tiring.......................................</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Recently, there's so many things going on! For now, studying is the last thing Im gonna do. Starting from yesterday, I started to skip classes. The feeling of going to school but not entering classes are not bad! But of course we need to pay the price. Not only gotta catch up with homeworks, still gotta torture my body. These days Im staying at school for almost 12 hours! 6am to 6pm. If I sleep 8 hours, I dont even have time to play computers! And after standing the whole day long, I think I've been flat-footed by now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my schedule..before recess, the committed YE members gathered at one class like yesterday, to make Big Hands used to support Hari Sukan and Cheer competition. We went through the order list. Luckily not much people buy it, cause its a real hard work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KkyEK7wu-nQ/TsUOdbUxRxI/AAAAAAAAArQ/ZgY36WPsKB4/s320/BIGREDHAN.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675958804084246290" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 206px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The worst thing is quality control. Most ppl cut the HARD carton boxes and the color papers without bothering the quality. So we pity ppl have to trim it. So frustrating! So customers, please don't complain. We really put in our whole effort in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I didn't try it yesterday, I went to sell badges today. The designers for the badges were Ai Li and Daniel I think. They're gonna sell at every recess and also at the DJ fest. There are three designs, 300 for each designs. We sold them for 2.50. Compare to last year YE badges, its damn expensive. But comparing to LEO and cheer badges, its so so cheap! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S-DfoMvsly0/TsUOdTM16UI/AAAAAAAAArY/y940N2yHUT8/s320/images%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675958801903511874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 237px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quite many people bought it, the funny thing is, the number of people buying it is decreasing as the age is getting older. I like selling at form one recess, as they are quite generous. Or maybe the designs are too childish, meant for kids? Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After recess, I left everything to other people, and went to march. Actually I was quite worried with our formation, cause Thursday is the big day, and Carmen was still investigating it yesterday. Other houses like Kesatria, Unggul and Berjaya seemed to finish their formation. But today we finally got our formation done! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uwZRN6ZvYFQ/TsUOdqRYyfI/AAAAAAAAArk/9-HOzNbhH4I/s320/images%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675958808096590322" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 183px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though we still havent complete our cheer and our time is still exceeded. But luckily Carmen know how to gain our spirit back. The bad thing for marching is that we have a great risk for sun burn...): But the fun thing was all houses came out for practice. Imagine five marching teams practicing under the sun! You can hear many commands, nice atmosphere :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before practice finished, Unggul, Kesatria and Berjaya even combined their team and march together. I like it when they do larian komander. So grand and nice :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my opportunity, I think Unggul is so pro... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7VRw5JUpRlM/TsUOdx_p1zI/AAAAAAAAArw/VN929mWE5Uo/s320/images%2B%25283%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675958810169694002" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 141px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kesatria still needed practice, Berjaya is...kinda messy, Hebat, I havent seen their formation yet, and Maju obviously gotta practice more. Yay..I have different colour friends! Jia Yi in Berjaya, Nat in Hebat, Hui Yi and sheen in Kesatria, Ai Li in Unggul! So lets get dark under the same sun! hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-2180546710138166890?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/2180546710138166890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/07/recently-theres-so-many-things-going-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/2180546710138166890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/2180546710138166890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/07/recently-theres-so-many-things-going-on.html' title='Tiring.......................................'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KkyEK7wu-nQ/TsUOdbUxRxI/AAAAAAAAArQ/ZgY36WPsKB4/s72-c/BIGREDHAN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-5019984298316910354</id><published>2011-06-26T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T05:36:13.755-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='27/06/2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='23/06/2011'/><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zDiHsensjgw/TsUNuKbl7eI/AAAAAAAAArE/sDocFHSjwcY/s1600/download" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JOBoK6F_9m0/TsUNt_BxOII/AAAAAAAAAq4/ZIzuW5Ivk5Q/s1600/images.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I stayed back till 6.45 today.. After I finish my homework, I have nothing to do. So I decided to buy a carbonated drink from the vending machine. Its my first time using, so dont blame me for being blurr. I tried putting in paper money, but failed. I stood in front of the machine like an idiot, trying again and again.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JOBoK6F_9m0/TsUNt_BxOII/AAAAAAAAAq4/ZIzuW5Ivk5Q/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675957989034506370" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 230px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly Cik Sathya appeared from my back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cik Sathya: What are you doing here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: The money wont go in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So she helped me, but still failed. Then she took some coins from her purse and put it in. Woah..shocked. I actually had a not really good impression of her when she was teaching me English at form 2. So...unbelievable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pressed the 100 plus button. "out of stock"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pressed a few more drinks until I reached Ice Lemon Tea. Finally, one can drink rolled down. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cik Sathya: Its very lucky of you :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she continued asking me questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cik Sathya: Why didn't you go back to class?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: (WTH?)...Im morning session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cik Sathya: Oooh..what form?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: form four.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After she walk away, I continued wasting my time, drinking the ice lemon tea. :D&lt;div&gt;Im just trying to say that I changed my bad impression of her into better impression XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Life Is Like A Game. Full Of Challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woah..today is a really busy Sunday. I have so many things to do..I don't even know how to manage my time already. Physics project, skul homeworks, NIE, YE hands, FedEx products etc... The most exciting trip I've made today was to print the NIE. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last step for our NIE magazines, which is the printing was my job. So I have to wait for Natalie to get it done before I print. Unfortunately, we gotta hand in tomorrow, and its hard to find a printing shop on a Sunday like this. Finally Natalie suggested one in One Utama, Lower Ground. I waited patiently for her to finish it, then faster copied it and went to 1U. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum accompanied me there. Lucky for us, we found the shop. And thats when I found out I forgot to copy in the cover of the magazine. I called my sister. She can't even help. So my mum suggested me to go to Guitar Collection and borrow their internet. I downloaded the pic, and hurried to the shop again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another problem occured. The girl said they only have A3 size. No bigger than that. No choice, I have to crop half of it to print. Its not very nice. Since it had the margin, the middle was white, some words were splited. The worst thing was, I copied the wrong file! Natalie posted two covers on fb. One was the A4, one was the A3. I clicked the first, without checking, I just put in my pendrive. Raaahh! Too bad the printing shop's internet was down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zDiHsensjgw/TsUNuKbl7eI/AAAAAAAAArE/sDocFHSjwcY/s320/download" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675957992095608290" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 131px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no other choices but to run to Guitar Collection Again, to copy the second file. They will surely laugh at me for being so careless, I thought. Fortunately, they didn't :D I ran quickly back to the printing shop, and finally finished my printing job. Phew. It was just before the shop closed. I was so lucky. And the papers were 6 ringgit each. How expensive. Woah. Printing three papers can make me so sweaty! So much running! I bought a lesson for 18 ringgit, which is check properly before you start. &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/6252952705608707080-5019984298316910354?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/5019984298316910354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/06/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/5019984298316910354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/5019984298316910354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/06/random.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JOBoK6F_9m0/TsUNt_BxOII/AAAAAAAAAq4/ZIzuW5Ivk5Q/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-2365612461122319150</id><published>2011-06-21T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T03:35:58.251-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21/06/2011'/><title type='text'>One month later....</title><content type='html'>Yo! Sorry bloggy, for leaving you dead for almost a month..hehee... I prefer to ignore bloggy for a while first instead of skipping tv time :D Recently, I have so much to do. Theres so many programs coming up one by one since I join YE...Especially in July..lotsa stuff. Since the end of mid term exam, I enjoyed the two weeks holidays by slacking at home. Finally, my holidays, which are also my relaxing days had ended. Time to catch up with time Again! First, there's the FedEx thing, which I gotta think of the product and market strategy with my dear partner, Ai Li. Then there's DJ Fest, Cheer, Sports Day, YE sales and maybe more, all on July. Apart from YE stuffs, I also have NIE, Marching and so on. Raahhhh&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the notebooks, which are supposed to be 100 altogether, have only 20 completed by now, and a few covers waiting for me to design. Damn. The Big Hands, had just started. Have much more to do. NIE, my progress is really slow. Don't know about others. The Fed Ex thingy, we havent even come out with one fixed product. Too bad Im quite weak in time management, so I sometimes get so dizzy with so many things going on at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think its last week, we planned to sell something for cheer. The suggested products that needed men to make were the mickey mouse fans and the Big red hand. Whoever figure out the big red hand, very creative and helpful of her. Too bad the person didnt take charge of it. I was kinda unhappy that time, when Yu Xian appointed me to make that sample of the hand. Especially when I gotta ask my mum to fetch me here and there, again. I sincerely apologize for my unwillingness to contribute..(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-2365612461122319150?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/2365612461122319150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/06/one-month-later.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/2365612461122319150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/2365612461122319150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/06/one-month-later.html' title='One month later....'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-8859418186465545003</id><published>2011-05-27T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T03:16:44.606-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='24/05/2011'/><title type='text'>Secret~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;WAaaaaaaaaaaa! My father just came back from Taiwan! He bought Secret for us. In case you don't know, it was one of Jay Chou's movie. It contained piano sheets with all the songs in the movie, no need to photo stat from internet already :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-adB9MkiZtgE/Td9gVEQyfJI/AAAAAAAAAhU/a8g2xCiY7ak/s1600/Snapshot_20110527_2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-adB9MkiZtgE/Td9gVEQyfJI/AAAAAAAAAhU/a8g2xCiY7ak/s320/Snapshot_20110527_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611309575764606098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forgive me for using my nonprofessional webcam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The price was only 26 ringgit Malaysia. So cheap..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My sister is Jay Chou's fan, so she was like protecting the book like protecting gold. Not even dare to fold a bit..So crazy. Once we got the book, obviously we straight away go to the piano..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But because of the bloody exam, I was chased away by my mum to go study...Sad! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, I think the book is not bad. Nice cover, cool pictures, fair price, and nice Smell also...haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-8859418186465545003?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/8859418186465545003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/05/secret.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8859418186465545003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8859418186465545003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/05/secret.html' title='Secret~~'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-adB9MkiZtgE/Td9gVEQyfJI/AAAAAAAAAhU/a8g2xCiY7ak/s72-c/Snapshot_20110527_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-5661663919752480848</id><published>2011-05-19T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T03:10:23.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='19/05/2011'/><title type='text'>Bad Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday I was so enjoyed...The whole day I didn't flip through a book. Finally until 12.00am, which is counted as today, I started to flip through my KOMSAS. I didn't even bother to look at Addmath, because I know how bad my BM is. And I really regretted it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Addmath started first for today. And I felt like and idiot while doing that paper. I got stuck at every single question. Whereas BM was not as hard as I think. Of course, I need to thank Yu Xian, for showing her beautiful paper to me. There was only less than 20 minutes I can use to look at the paper, but it did help a lot. I wonder why my teachers don't use these effective ways to teach us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1mEUO4vSgYQ/TdTsbZ4gU2I/AAAAAAAAAhM/y0i65RY6aCs/s320/lose%2Bmamind.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608367391531619170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I feel very sad whenever I think of my addmath paper today. Too sad till I almost forgot I have shift today. I don't even need to see the result...thinking of the situation when doing the paper is enough to remind me to practice addmath everday...And tomorrow theres another deadly subject...Bio...And Im still writing blog here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fine...Im going to study...Don't wanna regret anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-5661663919752480848?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/5661663919752480848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/05/bad-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/5661663919752480848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/5661663919752480848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/05/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1mEUO4vSgYQ/TdTsbZ4gU2I/AAAAAAAAAhM/y0i65RY6aCs/s72-c/lose%2Bmamind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-1747615066044869988</id><published>2011-05-10T23:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T00:17:42.702-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='11/05/2011'/><title type='text'>HOT!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4eq-qGZe4A/Tco1mQNsGYI/AAAAAAAAAhE/SEVYdXm3fiA/s1600/sun.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4eq-qGZe4A/Tco1mQNsGYI/AAAAAAAAAhE/SEVYdXm3fiA/s320/sun.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605351617519688066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woahhhhh! The whether in Malaysia is burning hot!! Look at the cruel sun! &lt;div&gt;Plus, its exam now, which is killing my brain cells....Cant study in such a hot whether!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks a lot to the creator of the air-conditioner, who had already saved my life for a million times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bathing is the thing I wanted to do most now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sun is torturing me, I seriously can't stand it. Nowadays, I don't even need to exercise, and I looked like melted ice, sweat dripping wherever I go...I really miss the rain now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Rain! Help me please!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-1747615066044869988?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/1747615066044869988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/05/hot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/1747615066044869988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/1747615066044869988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/05/hot.html' title='HOT!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4eq-qGZe4A/Tco1mQNsGYI/AAAAAAAAAhE/SEVYdXm3fiA/s72-c/sun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-6001649999624036013</id><published>2011-04-23T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T08:32:10.467-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='23/04/2011'/><title type='text'>NoTeb00kS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We actually sell not much of things on this year's MAC...According to Yu Xian, last year YE was very efficient, many products were ready to sell on MAC. But this year, we only have four baskets, 60 2D angels, 30 3D angels, 38 notebooks, not sure how many photo frames and the left over drinks sold on merentas desa. Not enough variety.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The baskets were made up of newspapers, suggested by Sarah. Making a basket really uses up lots of time. I hope we can figure out how to improvise and sell all for the next event :D For the angel key chains, it was made by Sheau Lee, I like the 3D ones so much. It was small, expensive, but very nice. Unfortunately, the color I wanted was stolen by Miss Lo Zhen Xin. Blek! Many people actually spet 10 bugs for such a small and nice product. There were photo frames made by Natalie Oh, very colorful. While I suggested the notebooks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teacher actually wanted me to make 50 notebooks. But after that we thicken the notebooks from 24 pages to 32. So the paper we cut is only enough for making 38 notebooks. The hard part was actually the design. My sample notebook was so boring, so different from my selling ones, so looking at my sample design, teacher ended up setting the price of RM3, which I think is too cheap for the ones I just designed lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The designs were more of mine and my mum's. Because I can't brainstorm alone, and since my mum was a creative designer, I asked for her help. We actually took a long night to think of such designs. I gave 10 books to Chia Hoong, who was so honored to draw the cover, 10 for Ai Li's printing designs, and 18 for our own handmade designs. My mum and I designed three covers, 6 notebooks for each cover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was actually very impressed with my mum's idea, she is experienced, and have a lots of ideas, because she liked doing art and crafts last time, when she was a housewife. We combined our ideas, and they ended up like this. First design. A blackboard design. Second design. A very ancient feeling, with a chop and burnt paper design. I named it Secret. Third design. Lazy to think, so just wrap it with cloth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After designing, we started producing. Ai Li suggested to help me on Thursday after shift. How nice! We did the notebook with the blackboard design on it. That was a really scary evening. The rain was so so so heavy, the thunder was as loud as bombs falling from the sky. The lightning was so bright, lighter than camera flashes. I can see Ai Li's scared face, as if we were between a war...haha:D I wonder why the sky was so angry that day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we did about six notebooks that evening. I know. It seemed that we were slow. But it was not as easy as it seemed. We pasted the black papers, cut the sticks, stick them, and burnt some papers with the glowing splinter. Even though we only have two person, but the situation was quite happy :D Except for the scary thunder part. Ai Li asked whether her helping make a difference or not..She did :D I was very happy when I heard someone's gonna help me :D We stayed until 6.45, when the afternoon sessions finished school. I went to eat satays, miss them so much! I think when I last ate them was Form two, they sell them after school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rPVjeJqwrxI/TbRA8QKGGGI/AAAAAAAAAg8/L1ySP7WQ3ZQ/s320/IMG_0359.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599171640602007650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next. I am so so so so so so lucky that I have a mum that helpful and creative. The products dateline was Friday, so my mum stayed up with me to finish them up until 4.00 on thursday night. I broke the record. As many people knew, my hobby is sleeping, and I can actually stay up until so late. Great experience.  I didn't dare to tell my friends what time I slept when they asked. They may have heart attack. I just said it was very very late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The result of sleeping so late was to being very blurr on the next day. Friday was my piano lessons, and I was the last minute kind of person, so I always do theory just before my teacher arrive. This typical Friday, I was so tired, my head spinning while doing theory. The theory was halfway done, and I slept until my teacher arrived. For the first time, my teacher gave me lots of big red cross. The lesson of this story: Don't do anything last minute. No matter its notebooks or theory...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK. Back to topic. One of the designs for the notebook covers was the Secret Of Success. Because of the corrugated board, the burnt paper and the red chop, the idea of putting feathers appeared. So, my mum asked for some feathers from the morning market. The man gave her a big bag, and we washed the feathers, dried it and it was ready to use. Seriously, the notebook taste really suits the chicken feather a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum used some of her pencil leads and poke it in the feathers. It had now became the feather pencil :D I took about six to school. I actually thought no one will buy it. So I planned to ask my friends. If they are not going to sell it more than one bug, then I will bring them home. Once I reached school, I took them out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what were their responds? They kept saying how nice the feathers were!! Yu Xian even said she wants to sell it at the price of 6. Sweat la..damn expensive you know? Such a small feather can be more expensive than a RM3 notebook and even more expensive than the RM5 photo frame!! Everyone told her it was too expensive. But Yu Xian still want it expensive. So at last we sold it at RM4. Three feathers were sold. So unbelievable! I didn't know people would wanna buy such expensive and small feathers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I was very happy today. Among all the products, my product was the one that sold off most. Maybe it was not because of the design, maybe it was the low price that made it sold off, but it was still, satisfying. So, thanks a lot to my mom, Ai Li, Yu Xian, Chia Hoong and those who helped. &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/6252952705608707080-6001649999624036013?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/6001649999624036013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/04/noteb00ks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/6001649999624036013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/6001649999624036013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/04/noteb00ks.html' title='NoTeb00kS!'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rPVjeJqwrxI/TbRA8QKGGGI/AAAAAAAAAg8/L1ySP7WQ3ZQ/s72-c/IMG_0359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-2004130030357650600</id><published>2011-04-22T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T09:06:34.101-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='23/04/2011'/><title type='text'>MAC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Woah...it had been a busy week! I had to worry about my english oral, my notebooks, my chinese oral, my civic projects and many more.. My brain gonna burst! Finally, today is MAC! YE club had been preparing to sell many stuffs on this day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In case you don't know, MAC stands for Majlis Anugerah Cemerlang. All the form fours with 7 or 8 A's were invited, and of course a lot more successful students. Once I reached school, I see many YE members setting up the stall in front of the hall. This made me don't feel like going in the hall. I experienced the boringness of MAC while rehearsing. How good if I can sell stuffs instead of sitting in the hall, waiting to go up the stage...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EGnZnujOwLo/TbL43Tor7II/AAAAAAAAAg0/clkb8r0XwSA/s320/mac.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598810915822365826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our sits were according to the name list, so..all the friends were sadly separated. So, I sat with Peng Xuan and Liza, not much to talk with them. I walk here and there, instead of sitting quietly in my own place. I would go check my respond of the notebooks once in a while. And the reponds are not bad. I went to check the first time, they told me all the clothed designed notebooks were sold out. The second time, they told me that a lady bought 9 notebooks altogether. Woah...If you don't understand, read my next post. I will write about my long story about my notebooks there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So..back to the MAC. In my opinion, I think the performance was OK. The choirs were as good as usual, the dance were OK only. I prefer the indian dance :D And then we went up on stage one by one. There were so many PMR students, I didn't know we can get a trophy. I thought we will only get a cert or something.. To me, getting a trophy is not a normal thing. Its a hard thing to me. So, I was quite happy to hand over the trophy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After coming down the stage, I felt bored sitting in my place, so I went to see the trainees practicing pelantikan. Soon, its the second shift's job to sell the YE products already. Zhi Qing passed the buku lejar to me, ask me to record everything they sell. Everyone were taking the products in a basket, selling them in the canteen. While I was handling the stock and the money. I only have to sit there, wait for them to come back and tell me, then record what they sold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year's MAC may be boring for other people, but it's kinda meaningful for me because I have a chance to test my responds for my products. Not only testing for our school students, but also their parents :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-2004130030357650600?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/2004130030357650600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/04/mac.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/2004130030357650600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/2004130030357650600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/04/mac.html' title='MAC'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EGnZnujOwLo/TbL43Tor7II/AAAAAAAAAg0/clkb8r0XwSA/s72-c/mac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-8065458726909283809</id><published>2011-04-22T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T23:37:22.434-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20/04/2011'/><title type='text'>Abracadabra!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was my turn to present my English oral. I didn't really put much effort in finding and memorizing the article. I only burnt like 15 minutes to memorize the whole article. So..I just pray the people before me to talk longer. Unfortunately, people like Joshua and Kylthur give stupid excuses to delay their oral. Not good. One by one they excuse themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then finally, it was my turn. My topic was about magic. I only remember the article about one paragraph among the six. I knew it! My memory was very bad. Wasted my 15 minutes looking through the whole article! So...I simply crap anything I can think of to say. My English was not so good, so I know I will be losing marks for influence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I knew I can't speak for a complete three minutes, so I prepared a magic trick. I went to search the easiest trick in youtube. I only practiced one time, in front of my mom and my sister, so its kinda a failure. While speaking in front of the class, they don't pay much attention, which was a good thing, because my speech was terrible. Then when I perform my trick, suddenly everyone crowded in front of the table, which was very hard for me to breath in fresh air. My probes was just...a transparent cup, a coin, a tissue amd an artblock. I was supposed to make the coin disappear, then the cup to disappear. But instead, my brain was locked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T6zCruYdNLQ/TbJzfxh9ZKI/AAAAAAAAAgs/QgzvITAiKVc/s320/magic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598664276483859618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After my coin disappeared, I forgot my steps. So I think I reperformed it about three times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though it was not easy to figure the trick, but because I reperformed it so many times, I guess everyone already knew the secret. At last, I got 22 marks over 30. Its very bad, but I don't really care. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-8065458726909283809?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/8065458726909283809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/04/abracadabra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8065458726909283809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8065458726909283809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/04/abracadabra.html' title='Abracadabra!'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T6zCruYdNLQ/TbJzfxh9ZKI/AAAAAAAAAgs/QgzvITAiKVc/s72-c/magic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-3024852822201107125</id><published>2011-04-16T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T05:31:37.789-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='16/04/2011'/><title type='text'>One day camp :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QF8PzhywP8o/TsUMpCIs9bI/AAAAAAAAAqs/b59uejn6WRs/s1600/205695_10150159116099485_599169484_6543036_1397919_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I woke up at 7.00am. Very early for a Saturday. I packed my stuff, then went to the kitchen to watch my mum cook my lunch. She was making Cheese Baked Rice for my sister and I. She was creating her own recipe. Again. Then for breakfast, I ate cheesecake, homemade also, damn nice. We gotta reach school before 8.00, and we started off only at 7.5o, so I asked my father to try his best to fly the car. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I reached school, I was happy to find out that Im not the latest. And now only I realize my crazy sister actually wore a white shirt, the one wore inside the pinafold. OMG la.... I didn't even bother to check on her because the time was so rush. Fine. Its my fault too. When I ask her, she said Pn M said wear white shirt, and she thought this was it. Crazy right? Luckily, Natalie brought an extra PJK shirt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we reached Titiwangsa, it started to drizzle. So, our activities can't go on. While waiting for the rain to stop, Kelly asked us to sit in our own groups. Im in group six. I have eleven group members, Ke Li, Ching Xie, Belinda, Aliah, Kalai, Szi Xiu, Ker Ann, Demi, Jin Wei, Zhi Choon and myself. After introducing ourselves, we were seperated into three to four mini-groups. My group was Szi Siu and Zhi Choon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The target was to find all the people with the characteristics on the paper, and get them to sign. I was busy finding people, and you know where were my group members? Szi Siu was crowded by people asking her to sign the "Wear pink shoes to camp", and Zhi Choon was busy signing something else. WalaoA... In this game, I find myself not bad in tembak'ing...haha...I judge their characteristics by their faces :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we were asked to make the cheer. We sat in a circle. Everyone was so quiet. My brain was blank. I can see Ke Li trying her best to make us speak. Ker Ann then suggested our group name as G6. So our slogan was like: Who we are? Group 6! Who we are? G6! Now lets fly like a G6....But we have no spirit at all..Our cheer sucked. After lunch, the rain still didn't stop. So we went back to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The station games were all held in school. Belinda was our group leader. There were a total of 7 stations. Our first clue was the Up, up station...Look at the name, obviously you will go up straight away.. so without hesitating, we ran up the block of four floors to find our first station. It was really tiring, and thats when we found the station was at ground floor, just at the next door from our starting point...== It was Jia Gin's station...jumping ropes. This station made me sweat the most. First, ran so much to search for it. Then, jump for so many times. I jumped but failed every single time, kept changing partners, until I found Kalai. Same speed as my jump :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next station, meatballs was the station name.  It was Sue Lu's group, at the canteen. Only two person were required to play, so I didn't play it. But it seemed quite easy.. There was Emily's group too...it was a task to memorize some words, im not sure what language is it..but I can still remember it now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Justin's group was so relax. Just pass the rubberbands and hoola hoops while humming I m Yours. Next, Ghee Ken's station. It was not hard, just becareful not to touch the floor, jump qith only one leg on those cupboards. Spent quite little time on this game. Meo Im's group was the blindfold game. One form 1 was chose to lead, which was Aliah. Everyone was blindfolded. The aim, is to safe everyone, walk out without stepping on any newspapers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last station was Hui Xian's station. It was the counting numbers game. Count every number except for the multiple of three. After we finish, Hui Xian asked us to figure out the code. We were kinda cheating actually. We asked ching sze to tell us some tips, which make it so so easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dun't know our speed from clompleting the games, but by the time we reached class, most of the groups were already completed. Finally, The trainees were asked to sing their pelantikan song for us. WOah..Large amount of trainees for this year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QF8PzhywP8o/TsUMpCIs9bI/AAAAAAAAAqs/b59uejn6WRs/s320/205695_10150159116099485_599169484_6543036_1397919_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675956804457919922" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-3024852822201107125?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/3024852822201107125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-day-camp-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/3024852822201107125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/3024852822201107125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-day-camp-d.html' title='One day camp :D'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QF8PzhywP8o/TsUMpCIs9bI/AAAAAAAAAqs/b59uejn6WRs/s72-c/205695_10150159116099485_599169484_6543036_1397919_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-2630245902459883085</id><published>2011-04-14T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T04:09:02.763-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='09/04/2011'/><title type='text'>Sad Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Im sorry, blog. I didn't touch you for almost a week..Im seriously busy anyway. OK. Back to topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today is a schooling day. I regretted going to school. There was only 29 hardworking people that came to school, among 45 in my class. Our class was counted as good, can you imagine the other classes? Some of their presence even reached three! The teachers don't even teach. I can't believe I woke up so early for nothing. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jia Yi planned to go to 1U after school. Shiang Qian, Sheen Woei, Belinda and some other DJians are gonna perform on stage for Digi Live. So I decided to go support them too. Other then me, there's only Ai Li going. So, I pulled Yu Xian along. I said I can help her solve the problem for transport, clothes, money, lunch and all. Just accompany me :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, she ate lunch at my place. Unfortunately, on the journey to 1U, my mum received a call that ask us to go to the hospital. So, we only dropped Yu Xian to 1U. I actually felt very sorry, because I asked her to go and I went off alone. But no choice, we fetched my dad, and went to the hospital. Once the elevator was opened, I saw one of my aunts crying. I knew exactly what was going on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My aunt just passed away. We were late. She was lying on the bed peacefully. The situation in the room was unusually sad. After a while, the nurses covered her body and pushed her in the dead house. My cousin kept on blame herself, she said she let her mum drink water, and her mum choked and stopped breathing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone asked her to calm down, its not her fault. Actually my aunt was already very tired since last Saturday. But not all of her family members were here yet. So, the doctor gave her a medicine that can give her strength. The doctor said let her leave with her family around. For that whole week, she looked very good, she even have the energy to sing songs! But at Friday, the doctor stopped the medicine, because all her family members had arrived. So she went back to her old situation, which is very tired. Just on the next day, which is today, she left all of us. Anyway, the spectators said she left very peacefully, not like most of the cancer patients, she left without pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So please, love ourself. Appreciate life, just like my aunt. Don't waste life, as everyone only have one(Im telling myself). Eat healthy things. Contribute more as much as possible and do our best before life ends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK. The next sad thing is, I couldn't go to the YE stock challenge. The whole thing about YE is about business. So,we have many kinds of activities for the members to keep us busy throughout the whole year. These activities can help us experience more in the business world. And the stock challenge is one of it. This stock challenge is an activity about how to play with shares. My friends that went last year, kept telling me how fun the activity is. That made me feel very excited to go. A few weeks before, my teacher chose the participants among the members of YE. There were only 15 people get to go, and I was so happy that I was one of them. Some people wanted to go so much but didn't get to participate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday was my aunt's cremation, so I gave the opportunity to participate stock challenge to someone else. I hope the someone can enjoy it :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-2630245902459883085?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/2630245902459883085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/04/sad-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/2630245902459883085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/2630245902459883085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/04/sad-day.html' title='Sad Day'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-6626759014655031642</id><published>2011-04-07T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T01:00:59.797-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='08/04/2011'/><title type='text'>Oral everywhere...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Recently, I got a lots of oral tests to prepare. English, Chinese and Malay. Instantly after oral, we are going to sit for our exams. Oh no. How can I memorize so much? My brain's gonna burst! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't remember how many weeks ago, my chinese teacher asked us to start preparing our oral, which is a bad thing. So..our group started with Yu Xian, me, Ying Ai and Xin Yi. Then Phey Yein said she wants to enter our group.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our title was "the benefits of learning Chinese", chosen by Yu Xian, who said that can this title is capable to make the teacher happy. Aiyoyo....拍马屁 (jk only :D) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yu Xian suggested we do drama, I disagreed, and Phey Yein insisted on having a drama. Majority was always the winner, so we are gonna act. Plus, I can see from teacher's face, that she preferred us having drama, because she was tired of listening to forums.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IPDmzoWWJsY/TZV_q0ReLvI/AAAAAAAAAgc/ICNNbeMs-ds/s320/clapperboard-open.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590514886013497074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 130px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when we were choosing the characters, we faced problems again. No one wants to be the main character, which is the little kid that will go against everyone in the drama. I suggested Phey Yein, because she suggested drama, of course she's gonna do more on acting. But she said Im more suitable for that character, because I looked more playful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no other choice but to follow the order. Then she suggested a even more worse storyline for me. Hey! No fair! Why me? She have so many suggestions yet she only wanted to involve in the easy parts. She wants our oral to be a drama, she got it. She wants me to be the main character, I followed. And now she's gonna order me around! I was so fed up of her bossiness!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So..I suggested there should be a narrator in this drama, and I shall be it. So we played fair. We folded into five papers, and I was so lucky, I picked the one written Narrator. I can see others are not very happy with their characters, which will lead to a bad corporation in our group. So I think its better to let them do what they liked. Unfortunately, after asking what they would like to do, the only character left that I can do  was the main character, which had just bounced back to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I accepted my pitiful fate for being tied to that character. And Phey Yein became the narrator, which was what she wanted. Then when distributing jobs, more problems came out. Every character were supposed to find their own point, while the narrator write the script out for us to fill in those conversations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Normally, I will help whoever the narrator is, because I knew that job wasn't easy. But I wasn't happy with that person either, so I kinda force her to get her job done instead of helping her. I would think, if she couldn't handle that job, she could have chose to be the main character. I know I am bad, but its really my first time seeing someone like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said she will be busy next week, not free for the script, and today is already Friday. She gave me a lot more excuses. She said writing the script was actually not the narrator's work. True. That is suppose to be the director's job, which we don't have one. But when I asked her whats the narrator's job, she became speechless. I ignored her excuses and kept on giving her more pressure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then finally, she couldn't stand it and agreed to switch characters with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: I know my behavior is very bad, but my temper has its limitations............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-6626759014655031642?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/6626759014655031642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/04/oral-everywhere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/6626759014655031642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/6626759014655031642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/04/oral-everywhere.html' title='Oral everywhere...'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IPDmzoWWJsY/TZV_q0ReLvI/AAAAAAAAAgc/ICNNbeMs-ds/s72-c/clapperboard-open.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-8516904385768827374</id><published>2011-03-18T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T09:23:22.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18/03/2011'/><title type='text'>Speghetti :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R7RYehccfGs/TYd5DUPY1jI/AAAAAAAAAgM/F7H1OockLgk/s1600/Image103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R7RYehccfGs/TYd5DUPY1jI/AAAAAAAAAgM/F7H1OockLgk/s320/Image103.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586566960656209458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know it doesn't look nice, but it taste OK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My father's sister, which is my aunt went for a operation yesterday. Woah..so many people going hospital nowadays..Anyway, my grandma and the maid went to help out with her kindergarten. So, there's only my the other aunt left to cook for us. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im not really satisfied with the dinner cooked by my aunt yesterday, so I decided to cook lunch myself for today. So, my mum went shopping yesterday and bought pasta, sauce, beef and so on. Two of my friends are gonna reach here at 2.00pm, so I started cooking on 12.30pm. I asked my sister to search the web for the pasta recipe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No way...I hated cooperating with my sister. The computer and the kitchen was like so far away. So I asked her to read out loud and clear about what she had searched. She did a bad job, no quantity for the ingredients, without mentioning how many servings is it, and not even loud enough for me to hear. We changed recipes for more than 10 times, because we needed one with the ingredients we have, and easy enough for me to follow, since this is my first time cooking this spaghetti. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know how to cook the noodles, but I really don't know how to cook the sauce. Im not good in following recipes too, so I just created my own one. According to my logic sense, I think I should put olive oil first, then I added some sauce my mum bought yesterday. It was written on the bottle, "Dolmio sauce". The oil never cooperate too, it kept sprinkling all over, so I added milk to calm the oil down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Standing beside me, was my aunt, she kept reminding me to cover the pot, she said it will be cooked faster like that. I poured in 3 eggs, then she closed the cover immediately. I haven't even have the chance to mix the eggs with the sauce, too late, the eggs came out in the form of scrambled eggs. It seemed to me the sauce was very dry, so I added milk. Once milk was added, the color of the sauce turned so mild, so I added more "Dolmio sauce". Woah...I almost finished half a bottle of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, I maked some instant soup for in case my spaghetti was not edible, then we can cover the nasty taste with the soup. Luckily, both my sister and my aunt finished them without a single complain. I think that is counted as a Successful..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IYahHAH0REI/TYd5Doj4QsI/AAAAAAAAAgU/xB_pnXmLOZw/s320/Image104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586566966110864066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a good experience to me, at least I have something to say when people talk about cooking spaghetti :D Anyway, this was the first time I eat spaghetti with scrambled eggs. My next mission is gonna be cooking vegetables with belacan. I ate it at one restaurant not long ago. So delicious...Mmmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-8516904385768827374?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/8516904385768827374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/03/speghetti-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8516904385768827374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8516904385768827374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/03/speghetti-d.html' title='Speghetti :D'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R7RYehccfGs/TYd5DUPY1jI/AAAAAAAAAgM/F7H1OockLgk/s72-c/Image103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-8079065796770144674</id><published>2011-03-14T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T00:37:32.952-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12/03/2011'/><title type='text'>My aunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Today, after the sharing, which is 7.oopm, my father received a call immediately, saying that my aunt had fell and broke her bone. I was so shocked. She was sent right to UM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Okay. Let me describe about her backgrounds first. She was a cancer patient. Since when? I forgot. At first she got breast cancer. But it spread to bones. Then to the brain, lungs and many more. The doctor said, once the cancer had spread, it is counted as the final phase, which is the most serious stage, unless there is something called miracle, or its very hard to recover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My aunt was quite positive t&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;hinking&lt;/span&gt;, so that made us less worry. At least she won't give up easily. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;At the beginning, she accepted chemotherapy&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; "&gt;, which is very torturing. There were numerous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; "&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; "&gt; side effects. Vomiting, hair loss, tiring, uncomfortable, and her skin even turn dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There was one time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;when the cancer cells &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;spread to her brain, her actions turn very slow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; "&gt;She don't even want to eat. She just sit in front of the computer for the whole day, playing spider. My grandma was very worry of her that time. Because the cancer cells had attacked her brain, she can't even control her urine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; " &gt;After a long time, she didn't get to see any better results from the chemotherapy, so she decided to change the treatment. She stopped chemotherapy, then changed to traditional chinese medicine (中醫). So she flew all the way here from Kuching. The treatment was very very expensive. The fees for a month can even buy a car. Many people do not agree with her change in treatment, including her brother, which is a doctor. But she still insist of having it. Anyway her health didn't improve. She even have problem in walking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); " &gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IbyJ3cApcDk/TX8Nb5DdfAI/AAAAAAAAAf8/2iNdp0JawCc/s320/photo%2B1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584196835785669634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; " &gt;A few days ago, which is the Saturday, she fell down. She said she used her hand to support, and her hand suddenly feel very pain. Ouch. When we went to see her, she was waiting for the doctor with my uncle and my cousin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; " &gt;Finally, the doctor came. He said her arm bones are very weak because of the cancer already &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; font-size: x-small; "&gt;reached there. Then he wrapped her arm with the plaster of Paris. While waiting for her turn for the x-ray, I followed my father to nearby restaurants to buy food for them, as they haven't really eat anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; " &gt;When we came back, they were still waiting and queuing for a room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; " &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q-_w7R-RR4w/TX8NcNmva9I/AAAAAAAAAgE/qw6eN-CwW9I/s1600/photo%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q-_w7R-RR4w/TX8NcNmva9I/AAAAAAAAAgE/qw6eN-CwW9I/s320/photo%2B4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584196841302354898" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; " &gt;The next day we visit her, she already got her room. My uncle said they got the room at 3.00am, and the room was damn cold, he could only sit on the chair, so he couldn't really sleep for the whole night. The wrapping thing at the right arm of my aunt is the plaster of Paris. The plaster seen in the picture was already harden. Very hard, very heavy, very inconvenient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; "&gt;On monday, we visited her again. We bought a cake from the Secret Recipe in the hospital, to celebrate my sister's birthday. Anyway, we got driven out by the guard of the hospital at 10.30pm, he said its time for the patients to rest. So we only sang the song, blew fake candles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; line-height: 13px; "&gt; then eat the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; line-height: 13px; "&gt; rest of the cake at home.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; line-height: 13px; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; line-height: 13px; " &gt;Conclusion of this story: Lets pray for her to get well. At the same time, lets be aware of  what we eat, health is the most important thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; line-height: 13px; font-size: medium; "&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/6252952705608707080-8079065796770144674?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/8079065796770144674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/03/today-after-sharing-which-is-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8079065796770144674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8079065796770144674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/03/today-after-sharing-which-is-7.html' title='My aunt'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IbyJ3cApcDk/TX8Nb5DdfAI/AAAAAAAAAf8/2iNdp0JawCc/s72-c/photo%2B1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-2026627062722762069</id><published>2011-03-14T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T21:46:20.311-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12/03/2011'/><title type='text'>Dream High</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OQFcQXvgSTY/TX7oZViuBrI/AAAAAAAAAf0/915TH6BbC2U/s1600/dram%2Bhigh.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OQFcQXvgSTY/TX7oZViuBrI/AAAAAAAAAf0/915TH6BbC2U/s320/dram%2Bhigh.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584156109963134642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yess! My father said I can watch movie series in the holidays. No need to sneak anymore :D Yeah...so I watched this. Dream High. Not bad. Its only the 3rd Korean series I have watched. The good thing of watching Korean series is that I can learn a new language. Oh ya. I can tell that to my mum right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually I also learned something else. There was one girl in this movie who was 82kg. And the teacher said:" Eat your breakfast like a queen, eat your lunch like a normal person, and eat your dinner like a beggar." Of course there's something else. She also must walk to school, do not eat &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;or drink after 7.00pm. After 200 days, she was so slim. I don't know whether it works, but in the movie, it does :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;I actually liked this series because I cannot guess what will happen next. Unlike Hong Kong series. I like the songs too. So semangat. And the people all ended up as a good person. No more bad guys. Happy endings. :D&lt;/span&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/6252952705608707080-2026627062722762069?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/2026627062722762069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/03/dream-high.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/2026627062722762069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/2026627062722762069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/03/dream-high.html' title='Dream High'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OQFcQXvgSTY/TX7oZViuBrI/AAAAAAAAAf0/915TH6BbC2U/s72-c/dram%2Bhigh.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-603577733041311058</id><published>2011-03-10T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T02:02:13.887-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='07/03/2011'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday people!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTSs3_j_UHc/TXibrJAUiGI/AAAAAAAAAfk/7GGtN9rrsIU/s1600/IMG_3164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTSs3_j_UHc/TXibrJAUiGI/AAAAAAAAAfk/7GGtN9rrsIU/s320/IMG_3164.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582382903579674722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3CJJDpQSswo/TXibqxruXuI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Xkd4cJb05Cc/s1600/IMG_3160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3CJJDpQSswo/TXibqxruXuI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Xkd4cJb05Cc/s320/IMG_3160.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582382897319272162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Monday was my father's birthday :D We celebrated for him. My mom bought a cake...tiramitsu flavour!! So delicious! I asked my father what kind of present he wanted, he said he wanted us to play him a birthday song...So thats it...My sister played piano, I played violin. OMG. The violin part does sounded very bad. Actually today is my cousin's birthday as well. I wonder how he celebrate his birthday....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SVpvqWECexs/TXibqdyP8iI/AAAAAAAAAfU/WLhCZs8mscM/s320/IMG_3156.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582382891977929250" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Wednesday is Yi Ling's birthday. Sylvia arranged the celebration at KFC. It was supposed to be 2.45, which is after the Chinese class. But their Chinese class was cancelled due to Pn Tan's absent. So....they went earlier without waiting for us. After our class, we join them immediately. But they said we missed the touching part...According to them, Yi Ling cried because she was too touched. Anyway, they finished the tiny cake. So they bought a second cake for us. Atria is a shopping mall, but there was nothing to shop. Too bad..Ai Li and I failed to buy a present for her that day. Actually quite a lot of people came...I don't know lots of them. But I enjoyed the food. KFC. Long time no eat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They next birthday will be my sister's and Shiang Qian's, if I never miss out anyone else... They are on the same they, which is the next Monday. Nice right? Woah...every year I eat at least two birthday cakes in a month...not bad huh? I ate tiramitsu and chocolate cake. I shall pick ice-cream cake for the next. Okay...stop talking nonsense...its time for me to think about the next celebration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-603577733041311058?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/603577733041311058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-birthday-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/603577733041311058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/603577733041311058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-birthday-people.html' title='Happy Birthday people!!'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTSs3_j_UHc/TXibrJAUiGI/AAAAAAAAAfk/7GGtN9rrsIU/s72-c/IMG_3164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-8518732504128111673</id><published>2011-03-06T03:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T04:01:03.136-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='06/03/2011'/><title type='text'>I hate exams!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Noooo!! I hate exams!! Even though the  exams had been changed to monthly tests, but I still don't like it. This month, March 2011. This is the month I am going to suffer by studying chemistry, biology, physics, addmaths, and the worst of all, sejarah!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JC0Dx97LlB4/SpNtY8EkAkI/AAAAAAAAA8g/y2iGLiZpPA0/s400/exams-200x200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Arrggggghhhh...my schedule is now full of exams and studies!! Actually I hate it mostly is because I can't watch movie series in exam weeks. Look!! Today is Sunday, it is supposed to be a relaxing day...Well, it IS a relaxing day for my mum and dad. They're just gonna sit at home and watch me study!!!!!&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/6252952705608707080-8518732504128111673?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/8518732504128111673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/03/noooo-i-hate-exams-even-though-exams.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8518732504128111673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8518732504128111673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/03/noooo-i-hate-exams-even-though-exams.html' title='I hate exams!!!'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JC0Dx97LlB4/SpNtY8EkAkI/AAAAAAAAA8g/y2iGLiZpPA0/s72-c/exams-200x200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-7424866408814844367</id><published>2011-02-26T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T20:54:03.043-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='26/02/2011'/><title type='text'>Merentas Desa :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This morning, I woke up earlier than normal. Because today is merentas desa! And I have got to reach school on about 7.00am. My sister and my mum was sooooo slow...I seriously can't stand it. When I reach there, they were busy pouring ice into the ice box, and the can drinks were already sitting untidily on the table, the canteen was crowded and noisy, so messy. I thought I was going to take care of the stall, but three people volunteered to do, so I went to run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Pavillion to take attendance, the nike man was so talkative...after he finish his speech, we put back our bags. While coming downthe stairs, I saw our form started running, I was almost the last to start! Woah...I hated running...When I am so exhausted, do you know what were the quartermasters were doing? They'd just smiled, waved at you and said:"run faster!" There were the quarter mistress such as Zhen Xin, Phey Yein, Ching Wen, Hui Xian, Wan Theng and so on....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zhen Xin was one of the quarter mistress from the first few stations. By the time while I was nearer to the school, I followed the running crowd, and I saw Zhen Xin for the second time! I ran to her to ask...she said that was the form 1 runners, the form 4 had already done their running...So I jogged back. Well, Zhen Xin took that as a joke. But never mind, it was kinda usual to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I borrowed money from Yu Xian, change it to coupons to buy a fresh and cold 100 plus. I was sweaty and tired!! Once I stopped sweating, Yu Xian took a cardboard, filled up with some drinks, and go those people to sell drinks. I followed her. As we walk, the cardboard started to soften by the cold drinks, and started to tore upon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the time, I just stand at the YE stall and stapler those coupons. The business was quite good, as everyone was thirsty after the run. The sales for cream puffs were not that good, but when I ask my sister how does the puff taste, she said its very delicious :D The pepsi and 100 plus ran out of stock, but we cant finish selling milo, isomax and mineral water. Hey, but our profit for that day was not bad! It was my first time selling these things, and caring about those problems, and I enjoyed it. Usually after running, I will just buy 1 or 2 packet of drinks, chit chat with my friends then go home. Nothing much. I joined YE this year, so there may be more chance for me and all the members to learn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jL3Oeys6br4/TWn_wFWToZI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ltZxPiaFjGM/s320/sp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578270815009612178" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Yeah! YE sales people for Merentas Desa 2011!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While keeping back the left stuff, my annoying sis started to annoy me. She kept repeating the word "go home". There was only three of us that our parents haven't come, which was Sarah, me and Yu Xian. We counted the coupon, minus the cost, only 40% goes to YE. While 60% still goes to school. I accompany Yu Xian to see Puan Mary Anne. Suddenly Ai Li called me to ask whether she needed to come again cause her guitar class was over. My handphone rang, Puan Mary Anne looked at me, and I quickly get out. I guessed that was when she said to Yu Xian, that until that time, YE was the club that earned profit. About 1.00pm, my mum finally came and so I went home.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bad thing for the merentas desa was that it tortures my leg muscle. After running, we must stand almost non-stop till noon. My leg is now suffering...&gt;&lt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-7424866408814844367?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/7424866408814844367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/02/merentas-desa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/7424866408814844367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/7424866408814844367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/02/merentas-desa.html' title='Merentas Desa :)'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jL3Oeys6br4/TWn_wFWToZI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ltZxPiaFjGM/s72-c/sp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-8530136704777977215</id><published>2011-02-25T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T19:34:19.472-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='25/02/2011'/><title type='text'>Make cream puffs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow is merentas desa!! YE club is going to sell drinks and the homemade creampuffs suggested by Xue Mei's group. Once after school, after the YE briefing, everyone went to Sarah's house to make cream puffs. There was altogether eight people, included our YE teacher, Miss Winnie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah's mom droved us there, followed by Ai Li and Miss Winnie's car. Sarah provided her kitchen, her oven, and her recipe for us. Xue Mei the 'sifu', or I can call her Master, told us what to do. And Ai Li the cameraman, made those moments last forever. The water was heated, mixed with egg, mixed with flour again, then stirred. Finally, it was harden and the dove was done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BVtyNBsYZlU/TWnC4wA4IBI/AAAAAAAAAe8/KpaYjM4WcKs/s320/poo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578203893692112914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We filled the dove inside the pump (dunno what is it call), then here comes the hard part. Press the thing, then the dove will come out like poo. I don't know how to control the energy and the direction when the poo came down. Miss Winnie tried too..And her reaction after she success was soooo funny :D Looked like a kid more than a teacher. Unlike Zhen Xin, who had tried and failed many times, but finally got it right, I don't have much chance to fail so many times. I only tried it two times, and the poo ended up very flat...So, in the end I got insulted by Zhen Xin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, Ai Li said we could actually try it on the toilet bowl..Haha..After baking, we insert cream inside the puffs. We actually made two kinds of cream, custard and chocolate. I am sure many people prefer custard. It was more creamy. Other than that, we made a board for the cream puffs too :D It was written by Xue Mei's nice handwriting. And the drinks board, written by Ai Li.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 4.15 pm, Xue Mei's mother came. By that time, the cream puffs were not yet done, actually. But Miss Winnie have to follow Xue Mei's car back to DJ, because she was not PJ people, and she don't know the way back.  So Yu Xian and I followed her car back. Once I stepped out of Sarah's house, rain started to pour. It was so heavy, I was quite wet when I reach home. But once I stepped into my house, the rain stopped. I always watch movie :"人在做，天在看"..Now only I believed its true...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-8530136704777977215?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/8530136704777977215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/02/make-cream-puffs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8530136704777977215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8530136704777977215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/02/make-cream-puffs.html' title='Make cream puffs!'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BVtyNBsYZlU/TWnC4wA4IBI/AAAAAAAAAe8/KpaYjM4WcKs/s72-c/poo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-2374806061481113495</id><published>2011-02-19T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T05:26:59.590-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18/01/2011'/><title type='text'>My aunt from Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qaVOKu4ZgJI/TsUK7w8SVWI/AAAAAAAAAqg/cArPCYMzclA/s1600/IMG_3835.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qaVOKu4ZgJI/TsUK7w8SVWI/AAAAAAAAAqg/cArPCYMzclA/s320/IMG_3835.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675954927236699490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weee!!! My aunt finally came back to Malaysia to celebrate Chinese New Year with us!! She brought her husband as well. We have communicating problems with her husband, sometimes he talked to me, and all I can do was just smile and nod my head...I only learned a few words while he was driving and we were pointing the way for him. Miki is right, itali is left, and masuku is go straight. I write here so that I won't forget...my uncle only came for one week, while my aunt stayed for three weeks.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the Chinese New Year eve, my aunt distributed her handicrafts, everyone had one. She provided us all the materials, and her one and only origami making lessons. She is very good in making those. Handphone straps, beaded handcrafts, bags, soft toys, origami, hair bands, bracelets and all. I think she can open a shop already!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In return, I taught her how to play guitar. That time my father was still in Taiwan, and she was so interested in learning,  so I have no choice but to be her inexperienced guitar teacher. She was a beginner in music, so I needed to teach her rhythms, notes and all. Anyway, the hardest part was to teach how to play the guitar properly. Finger must curve, proper positions, how to pluck and so on. She kept complaining that her finger is pain...Anyway I think it was a process for beginners...not my fault :D..When she finally know how to pluck properly, my mum suggested her to learn to play songs with mr wong, which is a proper acoustic teacher. Finally, my dad came back from Taiwan. The first song he taught her was Romance D Amour. Her first classical song. And her present for this year was a guitar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides that, my aunt really really loves to eat durian, which is not popular in Japan. So everytime she come here, she will surely buy durians. My mum bought a big durian, she said it was 101 durian (a type of durian). I didn't know durians have names... The durian was very very expensive...one for RM70!! But it was seriously delicious. I ate a lot. Normally we wont finish a durian that big in one night...but i guess it was too delicious, so we finished it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe because my aunt was too free, she went for shopping like almost everyday. Morning market, 1 utama, organic shops...Before she go to 'wet', she will normally send me and my sister to school. She was actually still a beginner driver, just took her driving license in Japan, so its quite normal for her to drive a bit clumsy. My parents loved this, because of her, they don't need to wake up that early for almost two weeks :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My aunt was very cute...she like to scare people at night. When I was half asleep, she untied her hair and pretended to be a zombie. She jumped towards us and scared me and my sis...crazy right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum also introduced her to join Life Academy, which is a expensive but was worth it. Many people had attended this course, and the result was very satisfied. My parents, my sis and me had joined, all except my grandma. She wouldn't join, because she thinks its too expensive. But after my aunt went for that course, my aunt called her and they talked through the phone. I didn't get the chance to listen, but I know she thanked, and apologized to my grandma. And of course, hug her and said I love you. My grandma acted so differently those days. She kept telling her friends about Life Academy, I think she had already changed her mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the day before her flight back to Japan, my parents hosted a dinner at Jaya One. I guess it is also counted as a farewell dinner...There were altogether three tables, there were some of the staffs and my father;s side relatives. After eating, most of them enjoyed themselves by singing the ktv. My father's staff, especially the playful ones, usually like to make fun, and asked my father to drink alcohol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at the meantime, he had some health problems, so my aunt said she volunteered to represent my father..She was not very good in drinking, but she drank a lot, and very fast. Oh no....she finally got drunk. She hugged everyone she can, kissed them, and kept saying I love you...Hahaha..To me, drunk people say whatever they really wanted to say. My cousins was frightened away by her reaction. They said she was very strong, and hugged them until they can't really breathed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was my second time seeing people drunk. I saw Winnie, my father's friend's girlfriend drunk once. She really drank a lot of alcohol. After that she was so high and danced on the chair. Hehehe...I like when she was drunk. She danced, sing, but also said some bad language. Then after that she vomited a lot, felt very uncomfortable. Some people dance when they were drunk, some people hugged. I wonder what will I do....Anyway, I won't go for a try because I know how bad the wine taste like, and I can see how uncomfortable that is after drinking. My grandma said it is 'NOT WORTH IT' :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, my aunt slept when the dinner was almost over. She was as heavy as a....log. So...a few people, spent quite a long time to carry her into the car. When we reached home, we let her sleep downstairs, and my father sleep downstairs too to keep her accompanied. According to him, at about five o clock, he heard a 'bang' sound, and saw her fell on the floor. Eventhough my aunt was already awake, she still walked clumsily. Then, started vomiting. Then headache. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I woke up, she was OK already. Just feeling uncomfortable in the stomach. Her flight was about 1.00, must reach there by 11.00, and she was still feeling very uncomfy. My grandma was so worried about her. Luckily she didn't vomit or anything on the plane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The days with her was very fun and interesting, I hope she will come again next year :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-2374806061481113495?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/2374806061481113495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-aunt-from-japan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/2374806061481113495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/2374806061481113495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-aunt-from-japan.html' title='My aunt from Japan'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qaVOKu4ZgJI/TsUK7w8SVWI/AAAAAAAAAqg/cArPCYMzclA/s72-c/IMG_3835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-7087045760254615299</id><published>2011-02-07T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T04:01:43.261-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='04/02/2011'/><title type='text'>Visit to Ipoh ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today is 年初二, time to go back to my mother's hometown. But this year my father's not gonna join us. He's going to Taiwan about nine days. So...we carpooled with my cousins and went to Ipoh. It was almost three when we reach there. We unpacked our stuff and ate our late lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual, the adults distributed angpaos, new clothes, and we wished them Happy New Year. My grandma's house don't have any computers, no internet, no pianos, and their astro only rented a few channels. No cartoons, no HBOs, no hitz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we jog to my Tian's house, which was only a few houses away from my grandma's house. She kept many rabbits as pets, we always play with her rabbits everytime we visit her. A few months ago, she bought a new pet dog. It is a  rottweiler if im not mistaken, one of the dangerous dogs. His name is Iko. We brought Iko to the park, which scared away all the Malays... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TVEAoXyLq6I/AAAAAAAAAes/v1UIH_-1RTk/s320/IMG_3875.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571234907613277090" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We played the tag game at the park...which is quite childish. But we really don't have anything to do. Before dinner, we ate the homemade 'lou shang'. After dinner, everyone gathered around the table and play cards. Not gamble. We played 'cho dai di', bluff, memory game, 99, murderer and so on. We actually spended three days playing card games. I love the memory game the best. I first played it with Hui Zen, its a very exciting game. It can be played as ice breaking game too, so whenever visitors come over, we invite them to play. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second day, we paid a visit to Kuala Kangsar. We visited my mum's old house, school, and a few relatives. We also tried the K.K. asam laksa. Today's the day with the most visitors. At night, lots of people gather in my grandma's house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TVEAnzl8jaI/AAAAAAAAAec/YFWPJtjmuAQ/s320/IMG_3873.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571234897898278306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our family portrait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last day, we ate blunch (breakfast + lunch), then pack our luggages. Before leaving, we took our family portrait...and started our journey at noon. We sent Shuyi to her school at Tanjung Malim, then went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TVEAoJO73qI/AAAAAAAAAek/5NWiBOYDgoY/s320/IMG_3874.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571234903707344546" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shuyi's school~tanjung malim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TVEAoVEfSFI/AAAAAAAAAe0/z39KKsnECSY/s320/IMG_3876.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571234906884753490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The traffic jam doubled the time taken for that journey. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-7087045760254615299?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/7087045760254615299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/02/today-is-time-to-go-back-to-my-mothers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/7087045760254615299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/7087045760254615299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/02/today-is-time-to-go-back-to-my-mothers.html' title='Visit to Ipoh ^^'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TVEAoXyLq6I/AAAAAAAAAes/v1UIH_-1RTk/s72-c/IMG_3875.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-8481431763989579389</id><published>2011-02-02T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T09:45:59.639-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='03/02/2011'/><title type='text'>Chinese New Year Eve!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUmV43xSKLI/AAAAAAAAAeU/2l1SuEGyxN0/s1600/wine.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Today is new year eve, like every other years, many people will come and eat the reunion dinner. My aunt and uncle from Japan came back early in the morning. After breakfast, of course, the first thing was to open my aunt's luggage to find chocolates, presents....(hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUmOyd178aI/AAAAAAAAAdU/qgFnWwXyHAo/s320/IMG_3835.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569139411875787170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My Japan uncle and aunt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then, I went to make those YE stuffs...until my cousins reach here. I quickly bath and prepare. Food, drinks, beers, cny biscuits, cameras, enough chopsticks, chairs, tables and all. Very messy. They asked for air-con, beverages, movies and much more. Plus, I was the camera man for the night. So....busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUmOzODEhjI/AAAAAAAAAdk/hYbfd-vNW5k/s320/IMG_3848.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569139424815777330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Red and yellow people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Japan aunt was very, very, very good in art and crafts. So I learnt quite a lots of interesting art and crafts. She can make bags, key chains, earrings, necklace, bracelets, scarfs, hair bands... Woah...fast and nice. At the mean time, learn some Japanese. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUmOxzzUe0I/AAAAAAAAAdE/95DjK6BZvXo/s320/IMG_3804.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569139400590523202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Very impressive right? There is more!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My grandma was the cook. She cooked everything. Very admirable huh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUmOyJhM4vI/AAAAAAAAAdM/XHWWagrVnpc/s320/IMG_3823.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569139406420108018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Pork! Always the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We chatted all the way until midnight.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; I actualy didn't know my cousins were so obsessed to Korean actors...Lee Min Ho....Crazy with these...made me think of Chai Lee...And they love taking photos..so as a camera man, I won't be free. They chit-chat, gambled a little, and some drank..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUmV43xSKLI/AAAAAAAAAeU/2l1SuEGyxN0/s1600/wine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUmV43xSKLI/AAAAAAAAAeU/2l1SuEGyxN0/s320/wine.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569147218496202930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;He's drunk. His face bright red, look very sleepy :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Luckily this year they never gossip so much about heights, sizes...I don't like that topic. As you know, im not tall, not slim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUmOy75x1KI/AAAAAAAAAdc/8Zrdf6rCF_c/s320/IMG_3849.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569139419944965282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Our family portrait...(Not complete)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I like Shelly, one of my cousins. She always got tricked easily. I always say nonsense and she always believe. Damn funny! Anyway, she always laugh, never angry...so nice to play with :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My uncle from Japan then taught us how to make kimono girls. He is a very careful man, measured every single length. He kept talking in Japanese and we nod like we understand...so funny. My grandma, as usual, she talked to everyone in Hokkien :D Her international language. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUmVUGq6KaI/AAAAAAAAAeM/MC8BYu87ZSo/s320/IMG_3872.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569146586840836514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: medium; "&gt;Hooray~my produ&lt;/span&gt;ct~my bookmark..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUmVTq-j5TI/AAAAAAAAAeE/cJxKcf0P7bA/s320/IMG_3868.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569146579407070514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Samples!! So cute right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Conclusion: I like Chinese New Year Eve.&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/6252952705608707080-8481431763989579389?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/8481431763989579389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/02/chinese-new-year-eve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8481431763989579389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8481431763989579389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/02/chinese-new-year-eve.html' title='Chinese New Year Eve!'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUmOyd178aI/AAAAAAAAAdU/qgFnWwXyHAo/s72-c/IMG_3835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-4946327725720259185</id><published>2011-01-31T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T19:29:27.332-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='01/02/2011'/><title type='text'>Tidur Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUe8N3CCi9I/AAAAAAAAAbw/Y6eX8YnS_a4/s1600/IMG_3722.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ai Li planned a tidur over trip at her house. I was supposed to reach there by 11.00am. But because of my mum's emergency work, I was quite late. So..my mum sent me straight away to Sunway Pyramid. Carrying my heavy luggage, I successfully found my way to Guitar Collection.XD Anyway, walking in a shopping with a big luggage is kinda awkward. When I see them, they were ordering lunch. Once finish, we went to buy tickets for skating!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUe8N3CCi9I/AAAAAAAAAbw/Y6eX8YnS_a4/s320/IMG_3722.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568626410563734482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;SKATING..FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yu Xian was the one with the loudest screams because she kept on falling down. Anyway it was her first time skating. Ai Li was the pro, and also the naughtiest. She kept on filling the melted ice on her gloves to splash on us. Yikes! Jia Yi and Shiang Qian was the couple that go everywhere together. Shiang Qian fall, Jia Yi  falls too! HAHA...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUe8OA6JJnI/AAAAAAAAAb4/nqbDrkvIbR4/s320/IMG_3721.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568626413214967410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think everybody fell at least once. Ai Li waited for the ice to melt..when the floor was wet enough, MUAHAHAH...time to play tag! I think I slipped about twice...and its enough to make my butt wet wet..Anyway, I enjoyed very much.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUe8OEyOctI/AAAAAAAAAcA/HXM9h2qRmug/s320/IMG_3725.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568626414255502034" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;SEXY SHIANG QIAN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then went to Mr Tepanyaki, I spent all my money there. Sheen Woei finally came to join us. We went archery, but I have no more money to play :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUe8O-viN2I/AAAAAAAAAcI/j0mlrVIQjko/s1600/IMG_3738.JPG" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUe8O-viN2I/AAAAAAAAAcI/j0mlrVIQjko/s320/IMG_3738.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568626429813471074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WOO..AI LI THE ARCHER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUe8O3NuztI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/W7uzi9K8q08/s1600/IMG_3741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUe8O3NuztI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/W7uzi9K8q08/s320/IMG_3741.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568626427792641746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUe8O-viN2I/AAAAAAAAAcI/j0mlrVIQjko/s1600/IMG_3738.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SHEEN WOEI THE PRO...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About five, Ai Li's driver was coming to pick us. I spent lots of time finding the lion's head...I only know how to go to Guitar Collection from there...I know...my geography very bad. Anyway, I was faster the others. They seperated to two groups and lost each other...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we go back, Shiang Qian, the cook for that day, employed Jia Yi, the cook asistant to help her cook speghetti.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUe9eJ93zJI/AAAAAAAAAcY/6YSvgB8-u_8/s1600/IMG_3759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUe9eJ93zJI/AAAAAAAAAcY/6YSvgB8-u_8/s320/IMG_3759.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568627790036061330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUe8O3NuztI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/W7uzi9K8q08/s1600/IMG_3741.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOOKED PROFESSIONAL, HUH?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woah..the speghetti was unexpectedly very delicious! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUe9emlH6FI/AAAAAAAAAco/gxikwBEIFig/s320/IMG_3765.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568627797716887634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;I LIKE THIS SAUCE :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the dinner, we went to watch Chihuahua 2 brought by Natalie. Then Sheen Woei wanted to watch the korean show on channel 391. Now I know. They love Glee, Korean dramas and some Taiwan dramas very much...and chit chatting about those movie stars. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11.6667px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUe9e6-rfDI/AAAAAAAAAcw/IrpIO0qWkCU/s1600/IMG_3762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUe9e6-rfDI/AAAAAAAAAcw/IrpIO0qWkCU/s320/IMG_3762.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568627803192785970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CUTE, BUT NOISY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I think they all went back at 11 something. Then Yu Xian, Ai Li and I started the YE projects. Three beds sharing among four of us. The room was very, very, very cold. Especially midnight. Like freezing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning, we ate pao for our breakfast. According to Ai Li, her ah ma made a whole table of paos so she ate paos every morning...We continued on our projects and meeting over at 1.00pm. &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/6252952705608707080-4946327725720259185?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/4946327725720259185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/01/tidur-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/4946327725720259185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/4946327725720259185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/01/tidur-over.html' title='Tidur Over'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TUe8N3CCi9I/AAAAAAAAAbw/Y6eX8YnS_a4/s72-c/IMG_3722.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-2894927868247657368</id><published>2011-01-18T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T04:06:03.311-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18/01/2011'/><title type='text'>2011~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TTVUNyDmB9I/AAAAAAAAAbY/Zp-MQCHAuT8/s1600/rabbit.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TTVQu2LVX0I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/b5LB5X2IogM/s1600/2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TTVQu2LVX0I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/b5LB5X2IogM/s320/2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563441680433372994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah! It is finally 2010!!! Actually 2011 started two weeks ago. But I was busy adapting my studies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New year, new teachers, new friends, new class, new subjects......&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So far so good, I haven't have any problems on my studies yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time management is getting more important nowadays. My timetable is full of co-curricular activities, gotta stay back almost everyday...must sacrifice my computer game time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year my sister ascended to Form One, entered my current school. She was so annoying!! She asked thousands of questions non-stop about school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe she joined librarian too...She again, asked thousands of questions about interviews, shifts, trainings and all. I feel like taping her mouth with duct tape!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-2894927868247657368?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/2894927868247657368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/01/yeah-it-is-finally-2010-actually-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/2894927868247657368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/2894927868247657368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2011/01/yeah-it-is-finally-2010-actually-2011.html' title='2011~~~'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TTVQu2LVX0I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/b5LB5X2IogM/s72-c/2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-6533200720227207547</id><published>2010-12-21T19:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T22:23:56.376-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='17/12/2010'/><title type='text'>Thailand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRVq9mDVLTI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ux5SozhV8cI/s1600/tuk%2Btuk.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Im back from Hatyai!!! This trip was held by my aunt. She asked me to invite my friends, I guess she wanted the bus full...forty people. I invited Yu Xian, since she was there when I got invited. Sad she can't come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The time in Thailand is always an hour slower than Malaysia. And Thailand's money, baht is 10 times smaller than Ringgit Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The trip was held for four days three nights, the first night was spended on the bus. Here are a few places of interest we visited in Hatyai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;On The Bus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I chose a seat quite in front, so I can have a comfortable night. My sister followed. We eat, play, talk. Almost the whole night my sister kept talking with my cousin, Hui Ken about that childish game...DDTANK!! AARRGGHH!!! I hate that game. My sis always fight with me for the computer because of that game. I was so bored about that topic, so I slept quite early. Without brushing teeth...Yucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRHt8z-eiOI/AAAAAAAAAZc/K1FjDNhAP6g/s320/IMG_3324.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553481444524722402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Journey back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our Tour guide&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We have two tour guides, the local women called Miss Liew followed us all the way to Hatyai and back home. While the Thailand man named Tanni only lead us when we're in Thailand. He can speak mandarin, but not that fluent.The tour guide missy thought us a few simple Thai language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I think she said something like "kaosui" means add rice, "peng" means expensive...and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Temples&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I think there are quite a lot of temples in Hatyai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRHt-VgngUI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/BW38oigDR-Q/s320/IMG_3342.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553481470706155842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;They believed touching the snake will make our lifes smooth-going. =.='''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRHt95kiqKI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Ek2tNYHaNtc/s1600/IMG_3340.JPG" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRHt95kiqKI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Ek2tNYHaNtc/s320/IMG_3340.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553481463206422690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;They believed if we carry and pat the tortoise we will be rich...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11.6667px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRFzJFAQeHI/AAAAAAAAAYM/6jY85PjJfJU/s1600/IMG_3352.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRFzJFAQeHI/AAAAAAAAAYM/6jY85PjJfJU/s320/IMG_3352.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The tour guide said if we put our wallet through the hole of the coin, the wallet will be full of money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRHt9pWq3cI/AAAAAAAAAZs/4WcV9L4CNB4/s1600/IMG_3332.JPG" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRHt9pWq3cI/AAAAAAAAAZs/4WcV9L4CNB4/s320/IMG_3332.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553481458853273026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRHt9CtCOZI/AAAAAAAAAZk/JFmTaMj3iGA/s1600/IMG_3327.JPG" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRHt9CtCOZI/AAAAAAAAAZk/JFmTaMj3iGA/s320/IMG_3327.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553481448478095762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRFzZt4c_KI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/ns5QkVg5KeY/s1600/IMG_3358.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRFzZt4c_KI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/ns5QkVg5KeY/s320/IMG_3358.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;In this temple, everyone sit around the monk, the monk use a stick to splash water towards us. I don't really know what is he doing anyway...it just made my clothes wet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRHzSv0IyoI/AAAAAAAAAaM/LgXbxhAah1s/s320/IMG_3420.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553487318922873474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The last temple we went was when night falls. The temple was full of bells, whole building was filled with green lights. We were asked to take off our shoes. That was a rainy weather, I was forced to step on the wet, sticky and dirty floor. Ewww...The stairs was quite special, but not very convenient for old age people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Check In&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We checked in into BP hotel, after lunch. My aunt was arranging suitable rooms for us. I took my heavy luggage, shifting them to my room. At last I was arranged to sleep with my sis and my cousin, Hui Zen. The room was still very messy, not yet kept by the hotel people. So...we leave our luggages there and went to my cousin's room to play cards. Finally the room was ready, we took a bath and went out to shop, ate dinner, and shop again. I guess Hatyai is a very suitable place for people to shop. But not very expensive and branded things. I bought some keychains and a t'shirt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRF0BgQt5aI/AAAAAAAAAYg/k6gtRHUOxGo/s1600/IMG_3380.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRF0BgQt5aI/AAAAAAAAAYg/k6gtRHUOxGo/s320/IMG_3380.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ahhh...Ghost!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was one time my aunt knocked our door at a very late hour. She purposely come and ask me accompany her back to her room...scared of ghosts. Then my cousin, which is daughter, my room mate ask me to go in the toilet, help her open the curtain covering the bathtub. Maybe it is a genetic ghost phobia :D I think she watch too much ghost movies. Oh ya...She watched shutter in my house last time...it is a Thailand ghost movie...Scary!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;土产店&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This shop was mainly food. I can see sotong, sweets, biscuits everywhere. We bought damn lot of seaweed package. It was way cheaper in Hatyai. Woah!! We bought 3 big bags!!! Like all buses, above our heads are places to keep our small luggages. My grandma busy putting all her groceries up there, forgotten she had blocked the narrow corridor on the bus. Uh oh...Many people were queuing up, waiting to get up the bus....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;shop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;At night was free time, my aunt brought us to shop, eat, buy....But they always got seperated. One of them like to buy those jeans and shirts, one of 'em keep searching for my cousin's clothes, while my grandma search for her bag. My grandma was like damn slow...while my aunt walked with a fast pace. I tried to help my grandma find for suitable bags. She had quite a lots of requirements though. She wants black color, no pattern, not fancy, long handle and big sized. I find these bags very....dull &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left; clear: both; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 9px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11.6667px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRH0vSGCG2I/AAAAAAAAAa8/W-WhJH9hOGc/s1600/IMG_3579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRHzSaxIDgI/AAAAAAAAAaE/q7kMcuSiA-k/s320/IMG_3363.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553487313273097730" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;These fruits are quite common in Hatyai. I can see it everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-size: 9.72225px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRF0rQCXc9I/AAAAAAAAAYs/z0FsZMyzrqM/s1600/IMG_3457.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRF0rQCXc9I/AAAAAAAAAYs/z0FsZMyzrqM/s320/IMG_3457.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;We're late!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;About 7.00am came the morning call. Hui Zen picked up the phone, and continue sleeping. I guess we slept too late last night. Finally, everyone went down to eat breakfast, my aunt knocked our door and shout us out of bed. We washed our sleepy faces with a rush and went down. Soon enough, I found out I mistaken my cousin's pants as mine. Hui Zen, Wan Shin and my sis accompany me in the hotel. We left Wan Shin downstairs..she wants to do business. And I changed hurriedly. When I reach downstairs, my aunt was already waiting, so we went out, without remembering Wan Shin was in the toilet. Anyway, they went back to call her out. I guess she waited damn long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cable Car&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This cable car was unlike those in Malaysia. It was like a lift, but instead of moving up, it move sideways. There was lots of bells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRHzTtWMMlI/AAAAAAAAAak/zCp6o5xDb94/s320/IMG_3502.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553487335440265810" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Out there, monkeys were jumping everywhere. My cousin's zodiac is Monkey :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We told her to take a photo with the monkey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I can't forget the face when she look at the monkey..so scared hahahhahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRHzTCZKlvI/AAAAAAAAAac/2vGVjnFHgzI/s320/IMG_3491.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553487323910018802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRHzS-lukYI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VaSvKahR7io/s320/IMG_3479.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553487322888966530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; I think there was a story about it, but i missed it because I was busy taking photos. I think it was about the king or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seaside&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There's a mermaid statue standing at the seaside. It was raining when we arrived. The stones was wet and slippery. Lots of people were around the statue, climbing up the stones, taking photos under the rain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bird's nest&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We paid a visit to a restaurant that sell bird's nest. It is 200 baht per bottle. My grandma ordered two bottles. My grandma's sister also ordered four bottles. It was frustrated watching her count the money. I wanted to help her but she was too confused and ignored me.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRF1f-A9QJI/AAAAAAAAAZA/LB5NVVPr7dg/s1600/IMG_3534.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRF1f-A9QJI/AAAAAAAAAZA/LB5NVVPr7dg/s320/IMG_3534.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRF1qodmqqI/AAAAAAAAAZE/uh_12ieRO-k/s1600/IMG_3539.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRF1qodmqqI/AAAAAAAAAZE/uh_12ieRO-k/s320/IMG_3539.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pasar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This market was selling mainly clothes, belts, sunglasses...My aunt bought lots of jeans here. It was only about RM15 if you buy here. Of course, you needed to know how to lower the price. One of my aunt low down the price like a professional. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11.6667px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRF11_vCe1I/AAAAAAAAAZI/_ZcHPwjuCHk/s1600/IMG_3577.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRF11_vCe1I/AAAAAAAAAZI/_ZcHPwjuCHk/s320/IMG_3577.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Then,We ate buffet in a building, 33 stories high. The tour guide said it is the tallest building in Hatyai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Floating Market&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Many boats parked beside the river, selling food. It is known as floating market. It only occurs at evening. We ate dinner there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11.6667px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRF2l6jiAQI/AAAAAAAAAZY/CWM460Y0qhw/s1600/IMG_3587.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRF2l6jiAQI/AAAAAAAAAZY/CWM460Y0qhw/s320/IMG_3587.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Those people sat in their own boats, they pass food with a stick connected with a basket. Very special huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRH0vSGCG2I/AAAAAAAAAa8/W-WhJH9hOGc/s320/IMG_3579.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553488908672703330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And they used bamboos and cute cups with all kinds of shapes for drinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11.6667px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRH0F9qK9RI/AAAAAAAAAa0/VzSEkaNm6nE/s320/IMG_3581.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553488198812497170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Our tour guide also bought us fried cockroaches...ewww..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It is the last day we can shop. Tomorow we're going home. So...my aunt shop like hell. We bought many many things. I was reminded to buy presents for my parents too. At last we chose a bron scarf for my mum and a t-shirt for my father. My leg went sour as I walk. I thought it was going to break. While Im resting in the hotel at that late night, my aunt was still massaging...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;medicine factory&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Halfway the journey home, we went to visit a factory. The man introduced about health products. Very motivative. He talked about Ginko tablets and those goat milk's tablets. I like the goat milk. It tasted like sweets. My aunt bought a large bag of health products. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The tour guide on movies for us...胖子流浪记 and 僵尸先生. Next thing we went for l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;unch at Kedah. It was damn cheap. The next moment I wake up we were stopped at Tanjong Malim. I was so urgent. My urinary bladder was going to burst!! We ate d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;inner there. It was so...much. My stomach can't hold that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRH0vSGCG2I/AAAAAAAAAa8/W-WhJH9hOGc/s1600/IMG_3579.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thai ice-cream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We bought those ice-creams from those ice-cream man. I've never seen any ice-cream like that. There's peanuts, carrots, rice, bread in this ice-cream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRF02JkqafI/AAAAAAAAAYw/w_ZW1QA5G6I/s1600/IMG_3464.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRF02JkqafI/AAAAAAAAAYw/w_ZW1QA5G6I/s320/IMG_3464.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuk Tuk &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Tuk tuk in Thailand are functioned like taxi's. More than ten of us squeezed in one tuk tuk car after we went shopping with my aunt. I see taxi's everywhere around our hotel. So convenient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRVq9mDVLTI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ux5SozhV8cI/s320/tuk%2Btuk.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554463321850457394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-6533200720227207547?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/6533200720227207547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2010/12/thailand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/6533200720227207547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/6533200720227207547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2010/12/thailand.html' title='Thailand'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TRHt8z-eiOI/AAAAAAAAAZc/K1FjDNhAP6g/s72-c/IMG_3324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-1408063478223782505</id><published>2010-12-13T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T09:41:43.909-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='13/12/2010'/><title type='text'>Cross Embriodery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today my mum taught my sister and me how to make cross embroidery. Maybe she thinks we are too free...everyday facing the computer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQZTH0usq9I/AAAAAAAAAXo/dSEIzUB2s0M/s1600/IMG_3255.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQZTH0usq9I/AAAAAAAAAXo/dSEIzUB2s0M/s320/IMG_3255.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So many colors...but i only used a few&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQZTr1kYlDI/AAAAAAAAAX0/5VkBB1jsK3s/s1600/IMG_3258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQZTr1kYlDI/AAAAAAAAAX0/5VkBB1jsK3s/s320/IMG_3258.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My mum had enough of these cloths.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I only cut a bit to try..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My sister cut a long piece..she said she's gonna make a handphone holder...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQZTVgMQuuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/zSpa-F2jPxM/s1600/IMG_3256.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQZTVgMQuuI/AAAAAAAAAXs/zSpa-F2jPxM/s320/IMG_3256.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;different sizes of needles. i used the biggest one :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQZS4dDXQ-I/AAAAAAAAAXk/gNDhtnP-CsU/s1600/IMG_3254.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQZS4dDXQ-I/AAAAAAAAAXk/gNDhtnP-CsU/s320/IMG_3254.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My draft...I wanted to put "S", to represent my name..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But then one alphabet is too boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So...i think swan looked something like "S"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQZTgyvE_fI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Blmo2yj1_nw/s1600/IMG_3257.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQZTgyvE_fI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Blmo2yj1_nw/s320/IMG_3257.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I tried so many times to draw a nicer swan but failed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At last I printed out from the internet..^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just used as reference&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQZSpcb-3hI/AAAAAAAAAXg/mfevScslRz0/s1600/IMG_3253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQZSpcb-3hI/AAAAAAAAAXg/mfevScslRz0/s320/IMG_3253.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nice right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Im quite satisfied of it.. as this is the first time doing this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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According to him, the four, Si Kee, Eshen, Eshin and Estin were in his car, and all of them wanted to watch shutter in the car, but the car's dvd player stucked. It won't work. So they came to our house to watch and stayed overnight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQC_dd_a5OI/AAAAAAAAATY/0nARwlbh8bw/s1600/IMG_3211.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQC_dd_a5OI/AAAAAAAAATY/0nARwlbh8bw/s320/IMG_3211.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Si Kee, Eshen, Eshin and Estin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same day, my cousin came to sleepover too. Lacked of mattress, we borrowed one from our relative nearby. We arranged them to all sleep in our room. They talked until late night, around 4 o'clock. I was so tired, so I slept much earlier, ignoring their laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, we went to one utama, watch Narnia 3. My father fetch us there, we went to buy tickets. It is six per person, Eshen bought us children tickets. We have half more hour to go, so Eshin went to buy her school uniform. We went all the way  to old wing to search for unforms, with yuet huan counting the minutes along the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the show was done, we went shoppping. Estin wants to buy some clothes and shoes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQDAlTgDeCI/AAAAAAAAATw/p3lKsaabZPA/s320/IMG_3218.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQG9LjT9sVI/AAAAAAAAAWc/rFAyx-TTFDU/s1600/IMG_3230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548924222052348242" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQG9LjT9sVI/AAAAAAAAAWc/rFAyx-TTFDU/s400/IMG_3230.JPG" style="display: block; height: 320px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;While Estin and Eshin search for clothes in Cotton Up, we tested all the sunglasses. For fun. Red, white, black and so on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQDAlTgDeCI/AAAAAAAAATw/p3lKsaabZPA/s1600/IMG_3218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQDAlTgDeCI/AAAAAAAAATw/p3lKsaabZPA/s1600/IMG_3218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQG9KSvMOlI/AAAAAAAAAWM/5CbuFRQ0V4o/s1600/IMG_3226.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548924200423275090" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQG9KSvMOlI/AAAAAAAAAWM/5CbuFRQ0V4o/s320/IMG_3226.JPG" style="display: block; height: 320px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;This sunglasses are funny. They functioned like mirrors. Instead of seeing people's eye, you will see yourselves :) To me it looked just like fly's eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQDAb-OexBI/AAAAAAAAATs/n77uVcJpsus/s1600/IMG_3217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQDAb-OexBI/AAAAAAAAATs/n77uVcJpsus/s320/IMG_3217.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQDAQfBdI-I/AAAAAAAAATo/pvgEV9kl2GM/s1600/IMG_3216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQDAQfBdI-I/AAAAAAAAATo/pvgEV9kl2GM/s320/IMG_3216.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline;"&gt;They've tried out different hats too. We visited Cotton Up and Kitschen. Thats all I remembered. I don't have much interest in shopping clothes.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548925481604915826" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQG-U3gsonI/AAAAAAAAAW0/2MPkIUMcapY/s400/IMG_3241.JPG" style="display: block; height: 320px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548924217629542642" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQG9LS1fCPI/AAAAAAAAAWU/rdW1eSr0iBA/s320/IMG_3228.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQG9L9Cg2WI/AAAAAAAAAWk/mXAGtdHEI_U/s1600/IMG_3233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548924228958476642" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQG9L9Cg2WI/AAAAAAAAAWk/mXAGtdHEI_U/s320/IMG_3233.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQG7-aO4KDI/AAAAAAAAAWE/j7dOXxTNuPU/s1600/IMG_3225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548922896765167666" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQG7-aO4KDI/AAAAAAAAAWE/j7dOXxTNuPU/s320/IMG_3225.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQG79dFgTkI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ftkGS7SgJg0/s1600/IMG_3215.JPG" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548922880351292994" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQG79dFgTkI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ftkGS7SgJg0/s320/IMG_3215.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQG78kwu1QI/AAAAAAAAAVk/QMvizGYSfTo/s1600/IMG_3214.JPG" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548922865231779074" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQG78kwu1QI/AAAAAAAAAVk/QMvizGYSfTo/s320/IMG_3214.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQDBJWgEjqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/vbwNj4Naxw0/s1600/IMG_3222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQDBJWgEjqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/vbwNj4Naxw0/s320/IMG_3222.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQDD3odgu8I/AAAAAAAAAVE/ICxaGlAXV-E/s1600/IMG_3242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQDD3odgu8I/AAAAAAAAAVE/ICxaGlAXV-E/s320/IMG_3242.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Estin chose a pair of flowery shoes, quite nice. But unfortunately, she finished almost all her money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So we combined our money and buy her those as a present for her belated birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy belated birthday, Estin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQDC18t9SLI/AAAAAAAAAUs/rStaX2tMf-E/s320/IMG_3236.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also paid a visit to sticky, when Weng Leong, friend in Raub,asked for it. Its some kind of sweets, with different kinds of flavours, not found in Raub. I ate before,  didn't noticed its name is call Sticky. Its quite expensive though, around RM15 for one small bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQG9ME9Ed2I/AAAAAAAAAWs/eenIoUok3y0/s1600/IMG_3235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548924231083128674" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQG9ME9Ed2I/AAAAAAAAAWs/eenIoUok3y0/s320/IMG_3235.JPG" style="cursor: move; display: block; height: 320px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQDCj4c_4cI/AAAAAAAAAUk/vhlbIL6_Q18/s320/IMG_3234.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I heard it was from Singapore. I saw the making process. The man was rolling a big roll of sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can't believe it will turn out to be so small. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548925491201931874" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQG-VbQzemI/AAAAAAAAAXE/AN3uSq6hGIs/s320/IMG_3246.JPG" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; color: #0000ee; cursor: move; display: block; height: 320px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Estin the shopaholic carrying so many bags! Just kidding :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQG-V1zjdDI/AAAAAAAAAXM/9IpX-dbhVVk/s1600/IMG_3248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548925498327004210" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQG-V1zjdDI/AAAAAAAAAXM/9IpX-dbhVVk/s320/IMG_3248.JPG" style="display: block; height: 320px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yeah. We came to this art and craft place. Quite impressive, the product.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQDFB-nSRqI/AAAAAAAAAVg/rIjOSCBlztI/s1600/IMG_3249.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQDFB-nSRqI/AAAAAAAAAVg/rIjOSCBlztI/s320/IMG_3249.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I find this dog, or puppy, whatever it is, very cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-369531737581030830?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/369531737581030830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2010/12/one-day-my-father-went-to-penang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/369531737581030830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/369531737581030830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2010/12/one-day-my-father-went-to-penang.html' title='The four'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TQC_dd_a5OI/AAAAAAAAATY/0nARwlbh8bw/s72-c/IMG_3211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-8246838848835921473</id><published>2010-12-07T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T18:54:55.646-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='07/12/2010'/><title type='text'>Goodbye Celao Machado</title><content type='html'>Celso Machado is going back to Canada. So, before his flight, we invited him to eat dinner at 水上人家. Woah...they ordered lots of seafoods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TP40RLDO0nI/AAAAAAAAASE/jYxJeF321_w/s1600/IMG_1850.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547929260595794546" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TP40RLDO0nI/AAAAAAAAASE/jYxJeF321_w/s320/IMG_1850.JPG" style="display: block; height: 214px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is the oyster...eaten raw..yucks! I don't dare to eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TP40RSWOcpI/AAAAAAAAASM/2ipSBYyMhpM/s1600/IMG_1855.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547929262554509970" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TP40RSWOcpI/AAAAAAAAASM/2ipSBYyMhpM/s320/IMG_1855.JPG" style="display: block; height: 214px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is the scotland clam..with garlic all over..very nice..but expensive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TP5XT3gAS6I/AAAAAAAAASk/ric3HhwvDkE/s1600/IMG_1849+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TP5XT3gAS6I/AAAAAAAAASk/ric3HhwvDkE/s320/IMG_1849+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TP5XyWhspRI/AAAAAAAAASo/8uTF6KlD-2Y/s1600/IMG_1857.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TP5XyWhspRI/AAAAAAAAASo/8uTF6KlD-2Y/s320/IMG_1857.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;tiger prawn..i hate prawns. I never eat a single one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TP5YENA3hWI/AAAAAAAAASs/YJkoluedVN0/s1600/IMG_1858.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TP5YENA3hWI/AAAAAAAAASs/YJkoluedVN0/s320/IMG_1858.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TP5ZKpzi7fI/AAAAAAAAAS8/jeyr0-i37K4/s1600/IMG_1877.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TP5ZKpzi7fI/AAAAAAAAAS8/jeyr0-i37K4/s320/IMG_1877.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Celso Machado's flight is 2.00am in the midnight. So he came over our house and take a look at the damn expensive kohno guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TP5Zdb8vHiI/AAAAAAAAATA/9bWD1219C8s/s1600/IMG_1887.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TP5Zdb8vHiI/AAAAAAAAATA/9bWD1219C8s/s320/IMG_1887.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;They took turns playing duet with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TP5ZwbZkfbI/AAAAAAAAATE/K8w6sCFi33Q/s1600/IMG_1891.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TP5ZwbZkfbI/AAAAAAAAATE/K8w6sCFi33Q/s320/IMG_1891.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TP5Z-_eNYKI/AAAAAAAAATI/9tEZzwqf6AQ/s1600/IMG_1892.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TP5Z-_eNYKI/AAAAAAAAATI/9tEZzwqf6AQ/s320/IMG_1892.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Just testing my camera..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TP5aj_7CUQI/AAAAAAAAATQ/mo0XYg0Tf0s/s1600/IMG_1896.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TP5aj_7CUQI/AAAAAAAAATQ/mo0XYg0Tf0s/s320/IMG_1896.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TP5a3kIbJLI/AAAAAAAAATU/2PjJePh1rVM/s1600/IMG_1923.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TP5a3kIbJLI/AAAAAAAAATU/2PjJePh1rVM/s320/IMG_1923.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last group photo. Nice right? I am the camera man..haha. I used the big camera to take..&lt;br /&gt;until now im still not used to it..What auto, AV, TV, dunno what the hell is that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-8246838848835921473?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/8246838848835921473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2010/12/goodbye-celao-machado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8246838848835921473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/8246838848835921473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2010/12/goodbye-celao-machado.html' title='Goodbye Celao Machado'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TP40RLDO0nI/AAAAAAAAASE/jYxJeF321_w/s72-c/IMG_1850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-1296228778697674389</id><published>2010-12-06T01:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T18:54:19.498-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='06/12/2010'/><title type='text'>Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPy3JV6JLDI/AAAAAAAAAQI/S5ZEZtcE_k0/s1600/IMG_3156.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPy3JV6JLDI/AAAAAAAAAQI/S5ZEZtcE_k0/s320/IMG_3156.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ahh..long time never watch movie!! Finally my mother allowed me to watch Harry Potter at 1 Utama! I went with my sister at 11.00am. To watch Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This is the first time I didn't come here with any friends and adults. Normally they are the ones leading the ways. But today I only came with my sister, which is very...blur. Fortunately, I found the way without any trouble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPzNZX1ahPI/AAAAAAAAARM/cKbCqc5VDfE/s320/IMG_3152.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547534676792083698" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Giant christmas trees everywhere.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I actually checked the internet last night, the earliest show is gonna be 11.45am. While queuing up to buy tickets, I looked at the screen, which shows information about the price of ticket. I cant believe my eyes when i saw RM50 for HP7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Anyway, the counter man said 1.15pm will be the earliest show. And its only RM9. I guess the 11.45 is the Gold Class one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;At &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;the same time, we saw Liza (with a boy) :D Since the movie is 1.15pm, we have so much time, I asked my mum &lt;/span&gt;whether she have anything she wants to buy. She said she wanna buy a present for Celso Machado, which can be used as percussions. I hated windows shopping. So after visiting some shops, we gave up and went to spend the rest of the time at MPH ^^ Nahh..dont care about the present anymore..Such a waste of time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPy3SzwlbjI/AAAAAAAAAQM/gCtGrepLVtM/s1600/IMG_3157.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPy3SzwlbjI/AAAAAAAAAQM/gCtGrepLVtM/s320/IMG_3157.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;I find the toilet bowl in a clothing store interesting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;Luckily I never see any salesman watching :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPzNZwRVZNI/AAAAAAAAARU/QhckjR0s0HE/s320/IMG_3162.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547534683351639250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;I also find this too too train very suitable for my sister :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;But she refused to sit in it...not sporting :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPy4B4xGiHI/AAAAAAAAAQc/a46e4epxbe0/s1600/IMG_3163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPy4B4xGiHI/AAAAAAAAAQc/a46e4epxbe0/s320/IMG_3163.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;As I said, I went to MPH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPzNbEolmFI/AAAAAAAAARk/hncOVbkzjYQ/s320/IMG_3161.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547534705997748306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;I actually wanted to buy this book, but afraid later not enough money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Btw, camera is not allowed in MPH..hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPy4PA_3gOI/AAAAAAAAAQg/8gZUe1ctwms/s1600/IMG_3164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPy4PA_3gOI/AAAAAAAAAQg/8gZUe1ctwms/s320/IMG_3164.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We bought nuggets,fish and chips, popcorns, and drinks from the cinema. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;For lunch. Eat while watch. ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPzNbvylvrI/AAAAAAAAARs/mWZWfKB7910/s1600/IMG_3174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPzOTRIAauI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Gp-qLNT2AO8/s320/IMG_3171.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547535671423429346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oh right. We were the first ones reach the cinema. I open the door, it was empty! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So I comfirmed to the person that came next. To make sure I came the right place..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Then we took pictures until the tv finally on..yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPzNbvylvrI/AAAAAAAAARs/mWZWfKB7910/s1600/IMG_3174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPzNbvylvrI/AAAAAAAAARs/mWZWfKB7910/s320/IMG_3174.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547534717582425778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The show was very nice. Since my parents still cant find time to watch, I hope I can watch again when they watch &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPy2kOtWgYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/wFnrrkFSvHA/s1600/IMG_3151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPy2kOtWgYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/wFnrrkFSvHA/s320/IMG_3151.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oh ya..haha..this thing helps me find my way back to the door..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I took a picture of this when I come in...smart le...&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/6252952705608707080-1296228778697674389?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/1296228778697674389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2010/12/harry-potter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/1296228778697674389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/1296228778697674389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2010/12/harry-potter.html' title='Harry Potter'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPy3JV6JLDI/AAAAAAAAAQI/S5ZEZtcE_k0/s72-c/IMG_3156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-7600935398226821487</id><published>2010-12-02T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T18:53:51.104-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='03/12/2010'/><title type='text'>LIfe Academy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;            Today is the graduation day of another Life Academy Courses. So...as usual, lots of people are going to help. It took place at Cyberjaya. My father went to the 推薦人分享會, as he recommended two of his friends. My mother went to prepare for her job, distributing bread or something..So I sat at the counter table to eat my dinner bought by my father. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My sister missed this time's graduation day, because she went to Cameron highlands, her primary school camp after UPSR. Everyone asked where is my 姐姐, and I have to keep explain that she's my 妹妹,and why she didn't come....='(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When I met my mother, she asked me to help her take care of her bag, as she will be going in the classroom to distribute breads anytime. But after I finished two chapters of the book I brought, she is still there. Im tired of sitting here, so bored, so I decided to walk around. Just then, 金妹, also waiting with my mum, asked me to do her a favor. "Ask two more people for help," she said. "Take the twelve bunches of roses in the luggage room here." I did as I told. 思琪and乙軒(dunno how to write) very helpful here. Unfortunately, we went to the wrong luggage room. I know. My hearing skills sucks. I went to ask her again, I suddenly remembered she did said its the room in the main hall, beside the toilet. I know Im slow, hey, but at least the work is done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I went back to the classroom. As usual, everyone were queuing outside, waiting to hear the sharing of the graduated people. But this time we have more (140) graduates, of course there will be more people queuing up. We are supposed to go in after everyone were inside. Too bad there was no enough places for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPhAqBQ_zdI/AAAAAAAAAPs/k6n8-ElHcRo/s1600/IMG_1154.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPhAqBQ_zdI/AAAAAAAAAPs/k6n8-ElHcRo/s320/IMG_1154.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Everyone (especially teenagers) queued there, waiting. Except for one guy, who wanted to take care of the kids outside. I suppose we stood for more than one hour, which cause my legs to hurt. We went in not more than 15 minutes, the graduation came to an end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPhArJtHKwI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Hvj55ugZgok/s1600/IMG_1155.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPhArJtHKwI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Hvj55ugZgok/s320/IMG_1155.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; While waiting, make some fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPhXxQMhUxI/AAAAAAAAAP0/3EcW1bKG0-Q/s1600/IMG_1157.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPhXxQMhUxI/AAAAAAAAAP0/3EcW1bKG0-Q/s320/IMG_1157.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After that, we stand in two lines. We bow, and keep repeating this phrase "晚安，再見，記得回來分享會！" in consistent .  After everyone go home, we gather all the pencil boxes, tissue boxes, and &lt;s&gt;lunch boxes&lt;/s&gt; dinner boxes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPhZRLo1EJI/AAAAAAAAAP4/pT2gGOOKVVg/s1600/IMG_1156.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPhZRLo1EJI/AAAAAAAAAP4/pT2gGOOKVVg/s320/IMG_1156.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;At last, my father brought us to ming tien to enjoy a plate of Sarawak mee and a big carrot juce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-7600935398226821487?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/7600935398226821487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-academy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/7600935398226821487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/7600935398226821487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-academy.html' title='LIfe Academy'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPhAqBQ_zdI/AAAAAAAAAPs/k6n8-ElHcRo/s72-c/IMG_1154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-2646009405851268307</id><published>2010-11-30T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T18:52:57.560-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='22/11/2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='23/11/2010'/><title type='text'>Celso Machado Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPO8vefIxyI/AAAAAAAAAPY/YG5gJKGs1Yc/s1600/gc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPO8vefIxyI/AAAAAAAAAPY/YG5gJKGs1Yc/s320/gc.jpg" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I went to the Celso Machado concert organised by the embassy of Brazil, held in KL Pac. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Celso Machado is very good in percussion. He's a guitarist, a percussionist, and also a composer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I watched him make sounds of birds, monkey, fly, thunder and even rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;He blew the microphone to make thunder, then audiences were asked to...use our mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;uth to make sounds, it sounded just like small raindrops. Celso Machado then drive us to hit our laps, which sound like heavy rain. The effect was v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ery impressive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPO52UU2P5I/AAAAAAAAAPE/vMFe5TujL2Y/s1600/IMG_1300.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPO52UU2P5I/AAAAAAAAAPE/vMFe5TujL2Y/s320/IMG_1300.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Before the concert :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPO6aWTX31I/AAAAAAAAAPM/bA9e6mxLIdw/s1600/IMG_1932.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPO6aWTX31I/AAAAAAAAAPM/bA9e6mxLIdw/s320/IMG_1932.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Everyone wore a black coat.Thats because we were each given a job, and mine is collecting tickets.&lt;br /&gt;The job's quite easy, the hard part is to keep quiet....discipline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPO6IMNTAlI/AAAAAAAAAPI/iOFGfvIKiEw/s1600/IMG_1418.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPO6IMNTAlI/AAAAAAAAAPI/iOFGfvIKiEw/s320/IMG_1418.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This was after the concert..the second night. I actually invited yu xian and yi ling.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad Sheen Woei can't come... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Other than the concerts, workshops and master classes were organised too.&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday night, in the workshop, he taught us the Brazilian rhythms..."Basanova" and "Baiato".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, which is Sunday, my sister and I joined the master class at 12.00pm. It is held in the Indicine room in KL Pac. He first taught us to play a few jazz chords, with the brazil rhythms...&lt;br /&gt;We then played our own songs we have prepared.&lt;br /&gt;I chose Rosita, by Tarrega. I didn't practice, luckily I didn't made many mistakes. Celso Machado added in his own chords, and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;asked me to play it faster, luckily I can still catch up. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPO7LxzBIDI/AAAAAAAAAPU/BXhXM_HXDxw/s1600/IMG_2071.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPO7LxzBIDI/AAAAAAAAAPU/BXhXM_HXDxw/s320/IMG_2071.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This were the percussions used by Celso Machado. There were rocks, flute, tamborines,&lt;br /&gt;and so on..(i dont know the names) He used all sorts of things to make music..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;water bottles, and even his spectacles......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPUUY2Cg1FI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ErePTAx1ego/s1600/IMG_1429.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPUUY2Cg1FI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ErePTAx1ego/s320/IMG_1429.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father brought Celso Machado to eat bak kut teh. Accoding to my father, he liked the pork very much. And after he eat the pork, he used those bones to make music too &lt;b&gt;:) &lt;/b&gt;Funny, isn't it? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-2646009405851268307?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/2646009405851268307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2010/11/celso-machado-concert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/2646009405851268307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/2646009405851268307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2010/11/celso-machado-concert.html' title='Celso Machado Concert'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPO8vefIxyI/AAAAAAAAAPY/YG5gJKGs1Yc/s72-c/gc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-9101015843124610098</id><published>2010-11-29T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T18:53:24.437-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='22/11/2010'/><title type='text'>Birdpark</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;My aunt invited me and my sister over to her kindergarten trip to the birdpark. The kindergarten is closing, so this is gonna be the last trip. I hold the camera for most of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPOIMh0uRgI/AAAAAAAAAOA/J7SQyeYfJCY/s1600/IMG_1722.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPOIMh0uRgI/AAAAAAAAAOA/J7SQyeYfJCY/s320/IMG_1722.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPOIlzfew3I/AAAAAAAAAOE/2QbLhBNGCMc/s1600/IMG_1709.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPOIlzfew3I/AAAAAAAAAOE/2QbLhBNGCMc/s320/IMG_1709.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPOLfO7jNXI/AAAAAAAAAOc/GYcHd2sKQtQ/s1600/IMG_1750.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPOLfO7jNXI/AAAAAAAAAOc/GYcHd2sKQtQ/s320/IMG_1750.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh..I like this part. The person put some nuts on our hands, and the birds will come and eat. Two on my head, two on my shoulders and two on my hands. Im lucky they didn't shit on my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPOJjLibR0I/AAAAAAAAAOU/xvK_9nDolms/s1600/IMG_1765.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPOJjLibR0I/AAAAAAAAAOU/xvK_9nDolms/s320/IMG_1765.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Time to feed ostriches and emus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPOJ1SAUgaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/E5T47WN0-xY/s1600/IMG_1771.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPOJ1SAUgaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/E5T47WN0-xY/s320/IMG_1771.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;According to our tour guide, this southern cassowary is known as one of the most dangerous birds on earth. They have three toes, and the middle ones have long nails to defense themselves. If you made them scared or angry, they may jump and kick you. Therefore....&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT MESS WITH THE SOUTHERN CASSOWARY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPONaBuTb_I/AAAAAAAAAOg/c4CwqdiPjXA/s1600/IMG_1818.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPONaBuTb_I/AAAAAAAAAOg/c4CwqdiPjXA/s320/IMG_1818.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;storks. Very nice birds. They stay still and let you catch a pic..not like other nasty birds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPOQonlZ_WI/AAAAAAAAAPA/lc3JCQrBACs/s1600/IMG_1721.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPOQonlZ_WI/AAAAAAAAAPA/lc3JCQrBACs/s320/IMG_1721.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I like this owl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPON2YFoprI/AAAAAAAAAOo/P8eLDmJHKik/s1600/IMG_1837.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPON2YFoprI/AAAAAAAAAOo/P8eLDmJHKik/s320/IMG_1837.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Peacock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPOORsTCqyI/AAAAAAAAAOw/0ggm_S3thz4/s1600/IMG_1876.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPOORsTCqyI/AAAAAAAAAOw/0ggm_S3thz4/s320/IMG_1876.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is a new recipe--Pepper Mcfries. My crazy cousin created this new recipe, which taste not much difference than usual frnch fries &lt;b&gt;:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-9101015843124610098?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/9101015843124610098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2010/11/birdpark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/9101015843124610098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/9101015843124610098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2010/11/birdpark.html' title='Birdpark'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8UAI65BBIc/TPOIMh0uRgI/AAAAAAAAAOA/J7SQyeYfJCY/s72-c/IMG_1722.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252952705608707080.post-638121574831576624</id><published>2010-11-28T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T05:21:24.457-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='28/11/2010'/><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VPZQrHp25P8/TsUKRDri5fI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Mm7HuVRD9mQ/s1600/blog_logo1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VPZQrHp25P8/TsUKRDri5fI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Mm7HuVRD9mQ/s320/blog_logo1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675954193532380658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I created this new blog. For fun. Since holidays I have so much time, I have time to write =) I used to have a blog, but i deleted it. It was made by my cousin, hui ting. i didn't bother about it so it went dead....and now I created a new blog AGAIN. Hope this blog can last longer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252952705608707080-638121574831576624?l=yuetshuang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/feeds/638121574831576624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/638121574831576624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252952705608707080/posts/default/638121574831576624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuetshuang.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>shuang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00403651461934973971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VPZQrHp25P8/TsUKRDri5fI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Mm7HuVRD9mQ/s72-c/blog_logo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
