<?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-901621471835791332</id><updated>2011-08-01T23:34:15.383+08:00</updated><category term='Totally crap'/><category term='Totally nagging'/><category term='Totally nice song'/><category term='Totally 13179'/><category term='Totally angry'/><category term='Totally pointless'/><category term='Totally Eric'/><category term='Totally UM'/><category term='Totally family'/><category term='Totally awesome'/><category term='Totally movie'/><category term='Totally shopaholic'/><category term='Totally KMPP'/><title type='text'>♥ERICious♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-8728108685238206978</id><published>2010-04-12T19:40:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T15:44:01.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally Eric'/><title type='text'>The ageing process over this five years.</title><content type='html'>Kick off my 20's on 24/3/2010, it has been 20 years I come to this world. Time flies and flies and flies, the number of candles on the birthday cake increases year by year. One day I flipped through my photo folders, I was like OMFG, I can't believe I have changed alot, a proverbial baby-face-look (always proud of it =P) has transformed to an non-baby-face-look. Check this out, here is a brief review of these five years! Warning: this is a very zi lian post, you must be very bored if you bother to read till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rewind to 2005&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MIeseCBWI/AAAAAAAAAkA/yeuuSzJQXh4/s1600/05c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 344px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MIeseCBWI/AAAAAAAAAkA/yeuuSzJQXh4/s400/05c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459216496729392482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MIeQK67ZI/AAAAAAAAAj4/FAVnErFF49Q/s1600/05b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 363px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MIeQK67ZI/AAAAAAAAAj4/FAVnErFF49Q/s400/05b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459216489133043090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MId1afrdI/AAAAAAAAAjw/6LN3UA4uY3c/s1600/05a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MId1afrdI/AAAAAAAAAjw/6LN3UA4uY3c/s400/05a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459216481950608850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was 15 years old then. I used to wear spec in the past, my astigmatism was not serious though, but it just simply looked cool (this was what i thought).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Fast forward to 2006&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MIfFpm7UI/AAAAAAAAAkI/Wve_sycailo/s1600/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MIfFpm7UI/AAAAAAAAAkI/Wve_sycailo/s400/06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459216503488834882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MIfVu_1sI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/AjmdmIocmPc/s1600/06a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 329px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MIfVu_1sI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/AjmdmIocmPc/s400/06a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459216507806406338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing Form 4. It was like the happiest time in my life, I joined xueji, knew lotsa true-worthy friends who always bring me joys, even for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Fast forward to 2007&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MJyDq3GcI/AAAAAAAAAkY/B60JiV22E70/s1600/07a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MJyDq3GcI/AAAAAAAAAkY/B60JiV22E70/s400/07a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459217928886360514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MJySW2xLI/AAAAAAAAAkg/zg2lg_Qi-Jc/s1600/07b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MJySW2xLI/AAAAAAAAAkg/zg2lg_Qi-Jc/s400/07b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459217932828984498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MJywrRbQI/AAAAAAAAAko/kf0Hj4vQJvI/s1600/07c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MJywrRbQI/AAAAAAAAAko/kf0Hj4vQJvI/s400/07c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459217940967681282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow my face condition began deteriorating, perhaps I was too stressed out for SPM. Then, I started to have a relationship with pimples. Once they fell in love with me, no matter how much I did, I couldn't let them go. Haih...By the way, I miss my school uniform!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Fast forward to 2008&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MJzTkVfTI/AAAAAAAAAk4/pr0eTbp4LNQ/s1600/08a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 361px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MJzTkVfTI/AAAAAAAAAk4/pr0eTbp4LNQ/s400/08a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459217950333828402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MJzL_jq_I/AAAAAAAAAkw/cegEobibvoM/s1600/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 380px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MJzL_jq_I/AAAAAAAAAkw/cegEobibvoM/s400/08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459217948300520434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dyed my hair...XD. 2008 was turning point in my life, it took a very massive changes in me. I was called up for undergoing National Service. It was the worst yet best time in my life, I was well-trained to become a man. Soon after I left the camp, I left my home again to Penang to further study, the first time living in hostel. All in all 2008 was quite a memorable year for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Fast forward to 2009&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MNxPnckBI/AAAAAAAAAlI/Qt8E2P9wT3U/s1600/09a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MNxPnckBI/AAAAAAAAAlI/Qt8E2P9wT3U/s400/09a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459222312959905810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MNw2fJ74I/AAAAAAAAAlA/16_yC3XbP9M/s1600/09b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MNw2fJ74I/AAAAAAAAAlA/16_yC3XbP9M/s400/09b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459222306214244226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I entered university!!! All the hopes and expectations of my family on me has been finally achieved. I grew up to be more independent, no more spoon-fed, everything I must do it on myself. University is as if a small circle of society, you can meet all walks of life here. I learn to cope in the dark side of society, it is so cruel but it is the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Back to present&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MNxoaHufI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/4Hsl8OAFRjs/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MNxoaHufI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/4Hsl8OAFRjs/s400/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459222319614900722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MNx2TGqnI/AAAAAAAAAlY/S1_U2gU9mX4/s1600/10a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 362px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MNx2TGqnI/AAAAAAAAAlY/S1_U2gU9mX4/s400/10a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459222323343567474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So this is how I look now. Can you see the obvious difference over these five years? I am getting older and older, sigh...I really wonder how I would be in future. Who know one day I would look like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center;" id="profile_name"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;loading... ████████████████] 99%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MPYkZ43kI/AAAAAAAAAlo/AU82H4KP9VY/s1600/1183539699798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 349px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MPYkZ43kI/AAAAAAAAAlo/AU82H4KP9VY/s400/1183539699798.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459224088066711106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahaha....(unless I do the plastic surgery)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-8728108685238206978?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/8728108685238206978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=8728108685238206978&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/8728108685238206978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/8728108685238206978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2010/04/ageing-process-over-this-five-years.html' title='The ageing process over this five years.'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S8MIeseCBWI/AAAAAAAAAkA/yeuuSzJQXh4/s72-c/05c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-2926601296352952476</id><published>2010-02-20T14:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:14:12.318+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally awesome'/><title type='text'>The Days of His Life</title><content type='html'>It's a very meaningful post extracted from my friend's blog. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;AS a senior at Bard College in 1979, Jamie Livingston acquired a Polaroid camera. After a few weeks, he noticed that he was taking about one picture a day, and shortly thereafter he decided to continue doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The project, which quickly evolved into something of an obsession, began with a snapshot of Mindy Goldstein, Mr. Livingston’s girlfriend at the time, along with another friend, both of them smiling at something outside the frame. It ended 18 years and more than 6,000 photos later with a self-portrait of the photographer on his deathbed on his 41st birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The narrative that unfolds between those two images tells the story not only of the friendships Mr. Livingston forged over the years but also the evolution of a city. It charts New York’s progression from an era of urban decay and fiscal crisis to a place characterized by the economic recovery that had arrived by the time of Mr. Livingston’s death, of melanoma, in 1997. This was especially true downtown, where he lived for much of the period covered in the photographs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Mr. Livingston died, his friends Hugh Crawford and Betsy Reid promised they would not let the project die with him. To commemorate the 10th anniversary of their friend’s death, they digitally photographed the Polaroids and reproduced them for an exhibition at Bard, in Annandale-on-Hudson, N.Y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; Mr. Crawford also loaded the images onto a Web site (photooftheday.hughcrawfor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;d.com) so they could be experienced in their entirety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the cityscape has changed, many of the pictures have accrued meaning. “They often don’t mean anything by themselves,” Mr. Crawford said. “But when you put them all together, they take on a life of their own.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Reid, who met Mr. Livingston in 1985, cited other benefits of the collection. “When I look at a picture that I was involved in or know about,” she said, “you’re just sent right back in time and you just remember everything about that day.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photooftheday.hughcrawford.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this),"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://photooftheday.hughc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;rawford.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is the photo he took on the day you were born?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3-Cm_cYiFI/AAAAAAAAAjo/sumnp5TEcAM/s1600-h/300423792_NcsVM-L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3-Cm_cYiFI/AAAAAAAAAjo/sumnp5TEcAM/s400/300423792_NcsVM-L.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440210481263970386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This photo marks the birth of mine. It was taken on 24/03/1990.&lt;br /&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/901621471835791332-2926601296352952476?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/2926601296352952476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=2926601296352952476&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/2926601296352952476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/2926601296352952476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2010/02/days-of-his-life.html' title='The Days of His Life'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3-Cm_cYiFI/AAAAAAAAAjo/sumnp5TEcAM/s72-c/300423792_NcsVM-L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-2132385242135297665</id><published>2010-02-19T21:22:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:14:29.205+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally pointless'/><title type='text'>This is how Dr.Yeap works in the lab</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36R9KMxbNI/AAAAAAAAAiA/pGOdBzJRHqI/s1600-h/DSC00878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36R9KMxbNI/AAAAAAAAAiA/pGOdBzJRHqI/s400/DSC00878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439945879806110930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dr. Yeap brings the great impact to the world when he starts discovering new chemical on the earth. There he is proudly presenting you the most harmful chemical that can potentially kill everyone of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36R9d8ZpRI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Fmpk7vy9JRc/s1600-h/DSC00876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36R9d8ZpRI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Fmpk7vy9JRc/s400/DSC00876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439945885106152722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This chemical emits the high dangerous radioactivity, it is believed that it can be used to implement the weapon which posses the same adverse effect as nuclear weapon. Nobody can distract Dr. Yeap whilst the experiment is going, he must muster all the concentration in his mind so that he will not mess up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36R9uJFOjI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/LKI80rqzKzM/s1600-h/DSC00879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36R9uJFOjI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/LKI80rqzKzM/s400/DSC00879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439945889454307890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the closer look, as you can see, Dr. Yeap is very careful in handling the chemical. Shhhh...don't disturb him. This chemical can kill you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36R-I_AoFI/AAAAAAAAAiY/NyBU9G9Hrt8/s1600-h/DSC00880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36R-I_AoFI/AAAAAAAAAiY/NyBU9G9Hrt8/s400/DSC00880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439945896659820626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DONE!! He is writing a report to ban this chemical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came across these pictures in my folder, they gave me stupid idea to make up this crap.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;It was the time when I was doing chemistry lab experiment in KMPP. The chemical is just a simple organic chemical, not that so-called dangerous. And, don't be lied by my serious look while doing experiment, in fact......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36R-eB3G9I/AAAAAAAAAig/q5DuBG2zYlg/s1600-h/DSC00877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36R-eB3G9I/AAAAAAAAAig/q5DuBG2zYlg/s400/DSC00877.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439945902308924370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like to play around in lab. Hahahahahaha...&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/901621471835791332-2132385242135297665?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/2132385242135297665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=2132385242135297665&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/2132385242135297665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/2132385242135297665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-is-how-dryeap-works-in-lab.html' title='This is how Dr.Yeap works in the lab'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36R9KMxbNI/AAAAAAAAAiA/pGOdBzJRHqI/s72-c/DSC00878.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-8630057637492581221</id><published>2010-02-15T00:12:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:14:56.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally Eric'/><title type='text'>I have a dream.</title><content type='html'>Citing Jetaime's &lt;a href="http://phoenixofgemini.blogspot.com/2010/02/cita-cita.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;, I am inspired to write down my dreams too. I could still remember vividly how my relatives constantly asked me, "Ming &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;, what do you want to be when you grow up?". Well, I wouldn't hesitate to answer this simple yet profound question enthusiastically. Interestingly, I discovered that there was no a fix answer to the question, I mean, the answers change consistently as I grow up. Even for now, I still don't have a clear idea what should I be in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Policeman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3glAmFWQgI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/fGjtqYp7VBM/s1600-h/Police+09802+Policeman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3glAmFWQgI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/fGjtqYp7VBM/s400/Police+09802+Policeman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438137242203079170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(lol...this policeman is kinda sexy. XD)&lt;br /&gt;Don't laugh, I believe this is one of the desired job that everyone yearns for when you are still small (forgive our stupidity and naivete). Why policeman? Their outfit is simply cool (except the one in picture), we were "cheated" by the children TV shows, in which we are always amazed how policeman show the heroic character to save the folks. Children like to be hero. Superman, spiderman, x-man, power rangers are way hero than policeman, but the former are so unreal, which wouldn't happen in our real life at all. Make it down-to-earth, policeman, in my children (or rather naive?) world, is the coolest hero in the world. But people tend to see more things as growing up, policeman is not as good as we rated. Just look at the policeman in our country, err...I shall not explain further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Businessman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3gpxJD7PMI/AAAAAAAAAgY/erb0-jjJFKA/s1600-h/donald-trump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3gpxJD7PMI/AAAAAAAAAgY/erb0-jjJFKA/s400/donald-trump.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438142474272586946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want to be businessman!! I want to be rich!!" Aww man...I was so CUTE to have this thinking. Money never come to us so easy dropping from the sky, or when I open my drawer and magically one million dollar bill is already there. I had this ambition everytime I saw my friends owning something that I didn't have. How envious my friends can stay in the luxurious house whereas my house is incomparable. But then, being rich requires lotsa efforts, time and luck. No one on this earth turns rich overnight (lottery is another matter). So, I gave up this dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Doctor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3gtVRDonJI/AAAAAAAAAgg/qRhtXc5Ig10/s1600-h/doctor_bigger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3gtVRDonJI/AAAAAAAAAgg/qRhtXc5Ig10/s400/doctor_bigger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438146393429023890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder who never dreams to be doctor? For every typical Chinese family, parents tend to encourage their children to be doctor one day. I had this ambition when I was in primary school. Doctor is a figure that everyone looks up to in society. They are brilliant, smart, noble, mighty and caring. Soon after, I thought this job doesn't suit me anymore. To be a doctor, you must sacrifice you life to save other's life. Stereotypically, all doctors-wannabe are kind of straight As student. I couldn't promise to do so, as I knew I was not in that category. So, I gave up again. However, another dream arose from this. *&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;fast forward to next*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Pharmacist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3gyD8RE27I/AAAAAAAAAgo/YAt89QAZAPs/s1600-h/pharmacist_holding_bottle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3gyD8RE27I/AAAAAAAAAgo/YAt89QAZAPs/s400/pharmacist_holding_bottle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438151593348619186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't be a doctor, what about pharmacist? It is also a medic-related career. I can cure the sick by prescribing the drugs with the knowledge I have. What a good idea!!! But again...I hate biology. The ambiguous scientific names (eg. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcano-coniosis&lt;/span&gt;=.=||) pisses me off. I had seriously bad memory to memorize those stupid crap. So, NEXT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Flight attendant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3g0wqQZ1WI/AAAAAAAAAgw/En5XAkAbawY/s1600-h/610x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3g0wqQZ1WI/AAAAAAAAAgw/En5XAkAbawY/s400/610x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438154560631330146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physically and mentally well (passed), good communication skill (passed), no vision problem (passed), excellent health (passed), height above 170cm (passed ^^). Seemingly I fit every criteria well to be a flight attendant. It is the proverbial "coffee-tea-or-me" job. I can work with bunch of beautiful air stewardess, such a fabulous working environment, this is the most gorgeous dream many guys crave for!!! I have chance to fly around everywhere and open my eyes to see the world. And, the pay is decent. But, everything must have a but, it doesn't promise a stable income. It has the age limit, whereby when you come to a certain age, you will be halted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Engineer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3g5evTlvTI/AAAAAAAAAg4/j8gtBSyW-4g/s1600-h/richard_mirin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 366px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3g5evTlvTI/AAAAAAAAAg4/j8gtBSyW-4g/s400/richard_mirin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438159750307364146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I am studying now. So far, I don't regret for choosing this path. I enjoy it very much!!! I like Mathematics and Physics, then apply them on my profession. Engineer is cool too!!! Without engineer, what would you life be? You can't go online now, or reading my blog with the laptop or computer you are using. This is what engineers have done to improve the life quality, and maybe one day I will do so for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Lecturer/professor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3g7vzjq1pI/AAAAAAAAAhI/9O_QiPcYIUg/s1600-h/einstein.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3g7vzjq1pI/AAAAAAAAAhI/9O_QiPcYIUg/s400/einstein.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438162242529580690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be teacher, but lecturer instead. This is what I am thinking now. I wish I can study further, acquiring a PhD if possible, then work as an educator in university. By the time you will call me Dr. Yeap? Hahahahha!! One of my friend is doing PhD currently, he told me that the salary of lecturer of university level starts off with RM6000, this is just the average amount in Malaysia, other places probably are higher. I was like WOW!!! Being a lecturer is a pretty good option. Other than that, I can enjoy the benefits as other government servants have. The working environment is not intense, I just have to give lecture to students whilst do my research all the time in lab. Sounds easy huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-8630057637492581221?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/8630057637492581221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=8630057637492581221&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/8630057637492581221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/8630057637492581221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-have-dream.html' title='I have a dream.'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3glAmFWQgI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/fGjtqYp7VBM/s72-c/Police+09802+Policeman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-691538634800247879</id><published>2010-02-14T12:36:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:15:11.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally 13179'/><title type='text'>If we ever meet again...</title><content type='html'>XUEJI REUNION STEAMBOAT!!! I have longed for this day. It has become the xueji tradition when the new year comes to us. I found new year is getting boring as I get older, but meeting with xueji always colours up my new year celebration and enlightens it extraordinary FUN!!! This time is pretty different with the previous year, whereby we have chances to interact with junior xueji more closely. We used to make it barely for 19th xueji. Nonetheless, this year we invite 16th, 17th, 18th, 20th, 21st, 22nd and the recent 23rd to join us the blast, so we have more noises and laughter in the function, say, we 5 people noise equals to 1000Hz(this is just the average value for xueji), 60 people noise is gonna be 12000Hz!!!!! HELL CRAZY!!! This is why I like gathering with xueji, we never have a moment of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eDXC3XnbI/AAAAAAAAAdY/A4F3IVdzAaI/s1600-h/DSC01242+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eDXC3XnbI/AAAAAAAAAdY/A4F3IVdzAaI/s400/DSC01242+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437959507002498482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lao xueji. it's my pleasure to meet you guys again!!! How I wish we could walk back to our heydays!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eDXS5iNKI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oV1Ji_duIxM/s1600-h/DSC01247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eDXS5iNKI/AAAAAAAAAdg/oV1Ji_duIxM/s400/DSC01247.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437959511306548386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mian Jie, Yi Sheng and Chen Hui. Chen Hui coming back all the way from Kelantan before the day, but she didn't hesitate to meet us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eDXju_wfI/AAAAAAAAAdo/6Bd_RzIcUts/s1600-h/DSC01248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eDXju_wfI/AAAAAAAAAdo/6Bd_RzIcUts/s400/DSC01248.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437959515825750514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Iishi, Pei Pei, Zheng Hang, Christina and Mian Jie. Iishi was just back from Taiwan, she looks prettier and prettier. Phew weee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eDX5ff1hI/AAAAAAAAAdw/EtvfzTe9LNc/s1600-h/DSC01249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eDX5ff1hI/AAAAAAAAAdw/EtvfzTe9LNc/s400/DSC01249.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437959521666323986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two leng zai sandwich Chen Hui. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eEsVfrZ4I/AAAAAAAAAeg/Ukhglj9HC_g/s1600-h/DSC01259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eEsVfrZ4I/AAAAAAAAAeg/Ukhglj9HC_g/s400/DSC01259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437960972292286338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shu Fen, Iishi and Pei Pei. Kinda relieved to hear the good news from Pei Pei, she is now thinking of further study, good for her. Shu Fen is gonna complete her diploma in coming soon. Probably she would study abroad at UK. Best wish for her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eDYYRZr-I/AAAAAAAAAd4/y-0FP0szD4I/s1600-h/DSC01250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eDYYRZr-I/AAAAAAAAAd4/y-0FP0szD4I/s400/DSC01250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437959529928699874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spec gang!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eErWCdRvI/AAAAAAAAAeI/wBRiELYIsA8/s1600-h/DSC01252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eErWCdRvI/AAAAAAAAAeI/wBRiELYIsA8/s400/DSC01252.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437960955258291954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and the 3 bright girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eErFBPKAI/AAAAAAAAAeA/3FnLiJ7G2hY/s1600-h/DSC01251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eErFBPKAI/AAAAAAAAAeA/3FnLiJ7G2hY/s400/DSC01251.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437960950689769474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lao xueji ss again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eErvl_BFI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Tl2Jiclte2o/s1600-h/DSC01253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eErvl_BFI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Tl2Jiclte2o/s400/DSC01253.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437960962118190162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's time to eat!!! (we couldn't wait any longer!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eEsMUGsfI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wmE7638WSZk/s1600-h/DSC01256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eEsMUGsfI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wmE7638WSZk/s400/DSC01256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437960969827824114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Smell of home, so sweet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eJk_lvEeI/AAAAAAAAAew/kYLpclMoeb4/s1600-h/DSC01262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eJk_lvEeI/AAAAAAAAAew/kYLpclMoeb4/s400/DSC01262.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437966343711166946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coincidentally, the birthday of a xiao xueji took place on the same day. We made a simple surprise prior to his knowledge. The light was lit off, then a cake with the candle lighted on came out, followed by 3 versions of birthday song. Happy birthday to you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eJkW5D1YI/AAAAAAAAAeo/pIg2WfO9dhs/s1600-h/DSC01261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eJkW5D1YI/AAAAAAAAAeo/pIg2WfO9dhs/s400/DSC01261.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437966332786365826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Burpp...we are full. But wait, it is not the end, we still have 2nd round!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eJlLLGGHI/AAAAAAAAAe4/qy5XSpfp5X8/s1600-h/DSC01265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eJlLLGGHI/AAAAAAAAAe4/qy5XSpfp5X8/s400/DSC01265.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437966346820655218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before we left~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest role of the day was Eng Kok. As everyone could see, he sacrificed a lot for this event. All his intentions is to gather all of us and make us happy. Although you are sometimes overrated by xiao xueji, I can see your effort to bridge the generation gap between us and them. Hats off to you, thank you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating, we made our way to City Square. Due to the high request of Miss Lee Pei Pei, we watched a movie, namely 72 Tenants of Prosperity. It is a hilarious movie I recommend you to watch with your family or friends. Many familiar faces I could recognize in the movie, all are the TVB members. Despite how funny it was, I dozed off in the midst. Haha...but I still caught up the another half part of movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eNYpUiWoI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/U082JMaFj3M/s1600-h/DSC01273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eNYpUiWoI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/U082JMaFj3M/s400/DSC01273.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437970529621531266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See Shu Fen's mouth....wakakakaka!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eJmJwSlDI/AAAAAAAAAfI/J_emu7LHndU/s1600-h/DSC01275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eJmJwSlDI/AAAAAAAAAfI/J_emu7LHndU/s400/DSC01275.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437966363619660850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We never miss a chance to take picture albeit inside cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eP7ewIOAI/AAAAAAAAAf4/ZdKza_o__D0/s1600-h/DSC01269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eP7ewIOAI/AAAAAAAAAf4/ZdKza_o__D0/s400/DSC01269.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437973327103145986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3 hungry girls go wild!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eNZRB0_2I/AAAAAAAAAfg/gcz7MYs_0Ew/s1600-h/DSC01280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eNZRB0_2I/AAAAAAAAAfg/gcz7MYs_0Ew/s400/DSC01280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437970540280479586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eP1vpfHHI/AAAAAAAAAfw/NLryIpl4pEI/s1600-h/DSC01276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eP1vpfHHI/AAAAAAAAAfw/NLryIpl4pEI/s400/DSC01276.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437973228559473778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My solo ss. XD&lt;br /&gt;Xueji 13179, heart you guys!!!&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/901621471835791332-691538634800247879?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/691538634800247879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=691538634800247879&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/691538634800247879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/691538634800247879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-we-ever-meet-again.html' title='If we ever meet again...'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3eDXC3XnbI/AAAAAAAAAdY/A4F3IVdzAaI/s72-c/DSC01242+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-679499900076915708</id><published>2010-02-14T12:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:15:26.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally pointless'/><title type='text'>Gong Xi Fa Cai!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3d7cKW-jnI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/oqNoCWPABnI/s1600-h/happy-chinese-new-year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3d7cKW-jnI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/oqNoCWPABnI/s400/happy-chinese-new-year.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437950798820445810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the Chinese folks on earth, Happy Chinese New Year!!! Ox Year just ended with so much tragedies: Haiti earthquake, Penang Chung Ling dragonboat capsized, and yesterday, my uncle was just killed by the snatch thief. Forgetting all the bad things happened in last year, let's look forward for the great year ahead. Hereby, I wish all my readers here have a prosperous and splendid Tiger year. ROAR!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-679499900076915708?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/679499900076915708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=679499900076915708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/679499900076915708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/679499900076915708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2010/02/gong-xi-fa-cai.html' title='Gong Xi Fa Cai!!!'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S3d7cKW-jnI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/oqNoCWPABnI/s72-c/happy-chinese-new-year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-660002606399956016</id><published>2009-12-19T01:33:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:15:40.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally awesome'/><title type='text'>FOOD ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Manhattan Fish Market @ KLCC Suria  (with Jet'aime)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Syu9Wji8cdI/AAAAAAAAAbI/eufv3TpZ_eE/s1600-h/DSC00188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Syu9Wji8cdI/AAAAAAAAAbI/eufv3TpZ_eE/s400/DSC00188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416631172039733714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Manhattan Seafood Platter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Fish fillet, shrimp, home-style fries, oysters, calamari served with garlic rice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;★★★★&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;2. Nando's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(with EE coursemate)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SyvFPZ56elI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Dfs60776i5E/s1600-h/DSC00761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SyvFPZ56elI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Dfs60776i5E/s400/DSC00761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416639845285657170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; Espetada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;★★★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;★&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3. Nijyumaru @ Permas Jaya (withYi Sheng, Wei Quan and Cheng Loong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Syu_9fAfLgI/AAAAAAAAAcA/aOUq2cKIerg/s1600-h/DSC00819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Syu_9fAfLgI/AAAAAAAAAcA/aOUq2cKIerg/s400/DSC00819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416634039859621378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Ramen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;★★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Syu_9gFUDkI/AAAAAAAAAcI/xBYivw6qW7Y/s1600-h/DSC00823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Syu_9gFUDkI/AAAAAAAAAcI/xBYivw6qW7Y/s400/DSC00823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416634040148299330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Chicken set meal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(forgot what it calls)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;★★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;★&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Syu_9x8f4FI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/qkC79OatY_U/s1600-h/DSC00828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Syu_9x8f4FI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/qkC79OatY_U/s400/DSC00828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416634044943163474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Peach ice-cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;★★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4. Chili's @ Mid Valley (with Cher)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SyvBi_Sp86I/AAAAAAAAAcg/M9Cp07anSUg/s1600-h/DSC00862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SyvBi_Sp86I/AAAAAAAAAcg/M9Cp07anSUg/s400/DSC00862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416635783692546978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Chicken Tacos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Served wtih black beans, mustard dressing and rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;★★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SyvBjbG6UqI/AAAAAAAAAco/rDe0owkv7xA/s1600-h/DSC00863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SyvBjbG6UqI/AAAAAAAAAco/rDe0owkv7xA/s400/DSC00863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416635791159480994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Chicken Crispers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Served with sweet corn, honey-mustard dressing and home-style fries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;★★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;Do they make you mouth watering right now?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-660002606399956016?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/660002606399956016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=660002606399956016&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/660002606399956016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/660002606399956016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/12/food.html' title='FOOD ♥'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Syu9Wji8cdI/AAAAAAAAAbI/eufv3TpZ_eE/s72-c/DSC00188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-2002460970138213393</id><published>2009-12-17T22:30:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:15:54.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally awesome'/><title type='text'>Top 5 movies of the year - my review</title><content type='html'>2009 is about to come to an end, then we're going to usher a brand new year. Every year there must be some great movies coming out, so is this year. In this post, I'd like to reveal the the best 5 movie of the year. If you haven't watched any one of them, seriously, I feel so bad for you, you have missed those great movies. Before it is too late, watch it now!! I can assure you that they are worth your time to watch.  Yeah...here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SypBWZb0uJI/AAAAAAAAAao/trPpHMURMcw/s1600-h/2012+movie+poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SypBWZb0uJI/AAAAAAAAAao/trPpHMURMcw/s400/2012+movie+poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416213354906957970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Controversial, nice graphic, and spectacular. It strongly delivers a message that we must love and protect the earth from now on. Anytime, anywhere, anyway, disaster will come to us or even worse, the world is going to end. This movie also drives the trauma and doubts that are we going to die at 21/12/2012? Well, for your knowledge, the so-called Mayan belief doesn't exist at all, the day mentioned is just the end-date of Mayan Long Court calender. So, appreciate your life and do something to take care of our only earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. Twilight Saga: New Moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SypBXjEGcQI/AAAAAAAAAbA/RW0oseQoy28/s1600-h/new-moon-movie-poster-s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SypBXjEGcQI/AAAAAAAAAbA/RW0oseQoy28/s400/new-moon-movie-poster-s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416213374671679746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, the feedback of this movie is bipolar, either you love or hate it, and I LOVE it!!! Edward ,as always, is charming, Bella is lovely stupid. Jacob successfully outstands among other characters, his eight pack muscular has led to million of girls crazy for him. At the scene where he ripped off his shirt, some girls were like "Yes!!!! Finally!!!!!!" *fainted* Girls are getting horny nowadays. By the way, this movie is better than the last episode. The movie ends with Edward proposing to Bella by saying " would you marry me?", it makes me more eager to watch the next episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3.Angels &amp;amp; Demons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SypBXBTMlTI/AAAAAAAAAaw/cW4gpoTPGcE/s1600-h/angels-demons-teaser-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SypBXBTMlTI/AAAAAAAAAaw/cW4gpoTPGcE/s400/angels-demons-teaser-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416213365608191282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dan Brown is superb!!! His novels never fail to amaze me. Angels and Demons is actually the prequel of Da Vinci Code. Although the movie doesn't follow the real plot of book, it is still nice. The story goes at face pace and doesn't drag on, this is what I like the most. Indubitably, it is one of the best movie of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. Transormer: Revenge of The Fallen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SypBWGfQRDI/AAAAAAAAAag/Kh-dZuV_4yM/s1600-h/65_d__0_TransformersRevengeOfTheFallen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SypBWGfQRDI/AAAAAAAAAag/Kh-dZuV_4yM/s400/65_d__0_TransformersRevengeOfTheFallen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416213349821072434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Needless to say, this movie totally rocks!!! I bet you have watched it. If not, aww man...what a waste!! This is what we call the "popcorn movie". The effects are amazing, the fighting scene is intense. It wows me everytime a new robot coming out. The number of robots increases from what we saw in the last episode, thus I tend to mess up some of them, like who is good robot or who is bad. But it doesn't matter to me, I enjoy watching how every robots unleashes their unique ability and power, this is what I anticipated the most. To conclude eveything, this movie is simply awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, well...the best movie of the year goes to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. Avatar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SypBXVDaaEI/AAAAAAAAAa4/w_Vw4RVI4hg/s1600-h/avatar-movie-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SypBXVDaaEI/AAAAAAAAAa4/w_Vw4RVI4hg/s400/avatar-movie-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416213370910697538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, Avatar tops my movie list of the year!! I just watched it today. Honestly, the poster itself doesn't really attract me, the blue-skin alien just looks repugnant. In fact, it is an epic movie, more precisely, it combines the real life and the unreal world. The director of this film is James Cameron. He is also the movie maker of Titanic, enough said!! The 3D graphic is perfectly fabulous, believe me, you'll enjoy the visual experience. I was completely immersed in the captivating visuals and seriously couldn't take my eyes off to miss any single scene. Everything in the movie is beautifully detailed, you have the feeling of actually being there. What's more, the plot successfully lifted my spirit beyond the peak. It condemns the greed of mankind destroying other creatures' homeland for the sake of oneself. The blue-skin aliens are the victims, they stay in the other planet, namely Pandora. I wouldn't reveal too much about this movie, just watch it yourselves. I give 5/5 for this movie, no doubt. (It is now on showing!! What are you waiting for?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-2002460970138213393?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/2002460970138213393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=2002460970138213393&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/2002460970138213393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/2002460970138213393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/12/top-5-movies-of-year-my-review.html' title='Top 5 movies of the year - my review'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SypBWZb0uJI/AAAAAAAAAao/trPpHMURMcw/s72-c/2012+movie+poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-2649748346397916230</id><published>2009-12-14T22:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:16:07.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally pointless'/><title type='text'>The Utmost of Crapping 1</title><content type='html'>Eric: *frustrated* Tomorrow I'm gonna go back to UM. Haizz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helga: UM is fun, isn't it? By the way, why you go back so early? Isn't it your holiday ends on 27/12?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric: Ya, but my holiday UNOFFICIALLY ends on 15/12, 'cause I'm gonna have the college choir practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helga: *mumbling* So bad...but wait! You will go back to JB again next week right? I heard you will be going to xueji pei xun ying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric: *grin*Ya!!! Hahahahahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helga: =.=|||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====THE END=====&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-2649748346397916230?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/2649748346397916230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=2649748346397916230&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/2649748346397916230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/2649748346397916230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/12/utmost-of-crapping-1.html' title='The Utmost of Crapping 1'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-2411546290088725951</id><published>2009-12-14T22:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:16:38.625+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally nagging'/><title type='text'>2nd semester, getting tougher</title><content type='html'>Finally, I registered my courses for 2nd semester in this morning. Now only I realise UM students are freaking kiasu!! Haha...no offense. I woke up at 8.55am, supposedly the registration opened at 9am, it was not too late though. I thought I was the early bird, but then I didn't expect the English class I wanted was already full. Then only I learned that the registration actually opened rather earlier, like 8.45am. Those kiasu people had been stand-by at 8am, so they booked before me. !@#$%&amp;amp; Anyway, I have no chance to go English class together with course mate in next sem, I am forced to choose other group, so all the best to you guys and me lah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd semester is apparently tougher than previous sem. I will be taking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Basic of Entrepreneurship Culture&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Professional Writing in English&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Informative Skill&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Circuit Analysis 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Electronic Circuit 1 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Computer and Programming&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Engineering Calculus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;No more TITAS!!!!!! Yahooo...in fact I think I will enjoy the 2nd sem better. I am rather interested in entrepreneurship, like doing business those things. We're gonna set up our stall selling our goods, it is kinda fun. English is still okay, I always hope for more improve in my English. Informative skill, hmmm...it sounds boring, but it only carries 1 credit hour, and it is not counted into pointer, so I will just let it go. Circuit analysis, yeah!! I like this course, that's why I choose electrical engineering as my path. Electronic circuit, I don't really favor it, 'cause electronic stuff is way complicated, but I will work for it. Computer and programming, still okay, I am pretty curious on how programming eases our daily life, my friends said this course is easy to score, hope she is right. Calculus, my roommates told me calculus in university level is on par with SPM, like the exam question can ask you to integrate sinX, sort of. So easy? Hahaha....nonetheless, the syllabus we learn now, of course, is deeper than what we learned before. I am looking forward for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-2411546290088725951?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/2411546290088725951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=2411546290088725951&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/2411546290088725951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/2411546290088725951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/12/2nd-semester-getting-tougher.html' title='2nd semester, getting tougher'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-4457484256023489429</id><published>2009-12-14T21:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:17:40.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally shopaholic'/><title type='text'>PC Fair 2009</title><content type='html'>PC fair is coming to the town again!!! Woohoo....it is best festival for techno geek like me to go shopping. In fact, I just like to go there to see any new gadget coming up or pick some good bargain sometimes. Last Sunday, Yi Sheng and I went to PC fair which was held at Persada Johor Bahru. As always, the place was congested with people. It was so crowded that you couldn't be able to walk and just standing there static aimlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5 lousiest and dumbest Malaysia broadband again setting their troops there. Maxis, Digi, Celcom, Streamyx, and last but not least, P1 Wimax. Seriously, I was really impressed with those enthusiastic promoters selling the products. They must had undergone some kind of intensive underground training, without the fear of public, regardless of race, age and gender, they could speak to you very open even though you didn't bother to respond them. When you walk past through them, they were like&lt;br /&gt;"Sir, have you registered Maxis broadband? very fast one!!"&lt;br /&gt;"Streamyx....Streamyx...quality confirmed!!"&lt;br /&gt;"P1 Wimax, just potong your wire now!!"&lt;br /&gt;It was as if the war of market. Well, the more they say, the more I am angry. Almost all Malaysians complain about the lousy yet expensive broadband we have. Yet, they still had gut to tell you how fast, how good. I made fun with one of the P1 promoter saying that P1 sucks. At first he was speechless in bewildered, then he just simply told me to ask his manager. =,=|||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much I bought this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SyY7w5-05II/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ODXHWN95lAI/s1600-h/DSC00856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SyY7w5-05II/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ODXHWN95lAI/s400/DSC00856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415081313343693954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At first glance, you might not know what the heck is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SyY7xAAZE2I/AAAAAAAAAaA/lZxJwn-HOuw/s1600-h/DSC00857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SyY7xAAZE2I/AAAAAAAAAaA/lZxJwn-HOuw/s400/DSC00857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415081314960872290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taadaaaa, it is actually a foldable laptop cooler pad. Cool right? RM10, damn cheap!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SyZC-AxsquI/AAAAAAAAAaI/dWgmS4lmu4U/s1600-h/DSC00859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SyZC-AxsquI/AAAAAAAAAaI/dWgmS4lmu4U/s400/DSC00859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415089235087370978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sony headphone...yeah!! I have longed for this. RM98, pretty expensive. I was regretful after I bought. But when I tried it out, OMG, damn nice!!! The sound come out is simply awesome!!! I compared it with ipod headphone, the former is way better than latter. It just worth it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SyZC-ScULWI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/EA6HQXpYtNE/s1600-h/DSC00862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SyZC-ScULWI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/EA6HQXpYtNE/s400/DSC00862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415089239829523810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It fits very well to my ears.&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/901621471835791332-4457484256023489429?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/4457484256023489429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=4457484256023489429&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/4457484256023489429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/4457484256023489429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/12/pc-fair-2009.html' title='PC Fair 2009'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SyY7w5-05II/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ODXHWN95lAI/s72-c/DSC00856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-7959446219266727775</id><published>2009-12-14T20:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:17:53.217+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally nagging'/><title type='text'>No Pain, No Gain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SyZrhR9fYvI/AAAAAAAAAaY/PhtWopNTRaQ/s1600-h/2008716135639419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SyZrhR9fYvI/AAAAAAAAAaY/PhtWopNTRaQ/s400/2008716135639419.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415133821460767474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit I had overly procrastinated in first semester. The time I really put effort was during the study week. The whole week was like the most terrible week that I have ever gotten through, studying from day to night, endlessly. At last, my 0ne-week-long hard work was paid off. Anyway, I must pull my socks up in next semester, this time I must do it better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-7959446219266727775?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/7959446219266727775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=7959446219266727775&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/7959446219266727775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/7959446219266727775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-pain-no-gain.html' title='No Pain, No Gain'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SyZrhR9fYvI/AAAAAAAAAaY/PhtWopNTRaQ/s72-c/2008716135639419.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-5281430827967552327</id><published>2009-11-29T15:47:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:18:13.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally awesome'/><title type='text'>Long awaited family trip</title><content type='html'>2 months ago, my sis came up with an idea for having a family trip. Without any hesitation, I jumped at this suggestion. The most headache part popped up, where should we go? I suggested Cameron Highland while my sis thought Kukup was better. Thinking and considering all pros and cons, we came to a conclusion that Kukup was an ideal place for family trip. At first I didn't really like it, 'cause I have been there for 2 times, and it was just "so so" only. I like Cameron Highland better, it is a nice tourist spot for us to unwind. But then again, pros of Kukup outweighs its cons, it is more economical and convenient, so I just followed the majority. This trip also involved my uncle, auntie and cousin, honestly it was the first time going out with them, so I was quite looking forward. Surprisingly, it turned out to be more amazingly fantastic than I anticipated. The presence of my sis's little daughter brought a lot of joy to us. We played mahjong, BBQ and off shore to visit the kelong village. Speaking of mahjong, my auntie and cousin are veterans whereas I am just noobie. However, it didn't mean anything at all, I won the first three round!!! Wahaha...so lucky man!!! If we gambled I must have already won many cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxIwGRstFKI/AAAAAAAAAW0/YjAPBzKHe1Y/s1600/DSC00785+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxIwGRstFKI/AAAAAAAAAW0/YjAPBzKHe1Y/s400/DSC00785+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409438986813641890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Off shore to sea&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxIwGl2ONmI/AAAAAAAAAW8/sBq25W3GilA/s1600/DSC00790+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxIwGl2ONmI/AAAAAAAAAW8/sBq25W3GilA/s400/DSC00790+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409438992222271074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the kelong village we went.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxIwHqbMtEI/AAAAAAAAAXM/YlNhD9yQL3o/s1600/DSC00794+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxIwHqbMtEI/AAAAAAAAAXM/YlNhD9yQL3o/s400/DSC00794+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409439010630972482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This man is feeding the fish. Many fishes here are well breed.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxIwHMhZQ1I/AAAAAAAAAXE/nIY3oZdB6UE/s1600/DSC00792+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxIwHMhZQ1I/AAAAAAAAAXE/nIY3oZdB6UE/s400/DSC00792+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409439002603897682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What is this creature? Any kind people tell me its name please...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxIwH-9ylbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/WLZydoN2EDs/s1600/DSC00795+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxIwH-9ylbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/WLZydoN2EDs/s400/DSC00795+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409439016144770482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See, I am walking above the sea, INCREDIBLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxI3aN7qxqI/AAAAAAAAAYg/-YZeTQe6vew/s1600/DSC00804+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxI3aN7qxqI/AAAAAAAAAYg/-YZeTQe6vew/s400/DSC00804+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409447025981441698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With my cousins at a temple tower.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxI4EvQKVDI/AAAAAAAAAYo/bQNA8l-lw_I/s1600/DSC00805+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxI4EvQKVDI/AAAAAAAAAYo/bQNA8l-lw_I/s400/DSC00805+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409447756480271410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxI4FGPEdQI/AAAAAAAAAYw/yE9-Trgs4CY/s1600/DSC00807+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxI4FGPEdQI/AAAAAAAAAYw/yE9-Trgs4CY/s400/DSC00807+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409447762649707778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It wasn't New Year or any gala celebration, somehow, here you can see many fireworks exploding in the sky. It felt great!!! Sorry for my not-up-to-professional photographing skill. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxI4qTf_GGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/kS3qm-L6UhA/s1600/DSC00809+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxI4qTf_GGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/kS3qm-L6UhA/s400/DSC00809+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409448401865480290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My brother-in-law playing with his little girl. Cute right?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxI4qigQCtI/AAAAAAAAAZA/9oq6mhqu9M0/s1600/DSC00811+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxI4qigQCtI/AAAAAAAAAZA/9oq6mhqu9M0/s400/DSC00811+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409448405893122770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group photo. (I should remove the plate of rice, it is so distracting!!!)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxI7QHn6dcI/AAAAAAAAAZM/jZIAwPyoNus/s1600/DSC00813+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxI7QHn6dcI/AAAAAAAAAZM/jZIAwPyoNus/s400/DSC00813+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409451250535790018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashamed to say, this is the first time I carrying my niece. You can tell by my awkward expression and her poker face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxI7QXMfISI/AAAAAAAAAZU/L-hely3wltY/s1600/DSC00814+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxI7QXMfISI/AAAAAAAAAZU/L-hely3wltY/s400/DSC00814+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409451254715719970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Joo Li.&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/901621471835791332-5281430827967552327?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/5281430827967552327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=5281430827967552327&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/5281430827967552327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/5281430827967552327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/11/long-awaited-family-trip.html' title='Long awaited family trip'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SxIwGRstFKI/AAAAAAAAAW0/YjAPBzKHe1Y/s72-c/DSC00785+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-5065206246542627462</id><published>2009-11-06T23:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:18:27.005+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally nagging'/><title type='text'>Exam-mode is ON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SvQ8eaMEQ0I/AAAAAAAAAWA/2GWtwF3YeeQ/s1600-h/10319_1253398898028_1321209267_742061_2287670_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SvQ8eaMEQ0I/AAAAAAAAAWA/2GWtwF3YeeQ/s400/10319_1253398898028_1321209267_742061_2287670_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401008346247742274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Poster designed by Kent Choy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "EXAM WAR" had just kicked off this week. This is my first exam ever in UM. I know exam is the toughest time for every student. Frankly speaking, I don't feel a surge of stress at all this time. Not to say I am over-confident, but it is just like "another exam only mah", I have sat for countless exam from primary school till now, there is nothing I should feel tension, instead I must cope with it well, without emotion. Another reason is that the exam schedule is quite flexible to me. 2 exams in one week, totally 6 exams in 3 weeks, that means I have plenty of time to study, provided I spend my time on study to fullest. Anyhow, I did do revision, I never take exam for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 most feared papers were finally over!!! TITAS and algebra. Woohoooo!!! I never touch the notes of TITAS for the entire sem, the time when I only flipped through the notes was study week, imagine I supposed to finish one sem syllabus in one week, how couldn't I be nervous!!! Heeding to the advice of seniors, I did look through the past year paper, it really helped me much. Indeed, the questions come out were repeated. I couldn't guaranteed scoring well, at least I know I won't retake this stupid subject next sem. *grin* For the algebra, I am not the kind of math-geek, that's why I am scared of this paper. Fortunately, the questions come out were not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exam-mode is still on, next week will be engineering mechanics and digital system. Both subjects, apparently, were not so heavy, but I must work out for them. Aza aza fighting!!!! All the best to those who are having exams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-5065206246542627462?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/5065206246542627462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=5065206246542627462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/5065206246542627462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/5065206246542627462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/11/exam-mode-is-on.html' title='Exam-mode is ON'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SvQ8eaMEQ0I/AAAAAAAAAWA/2GWtwF3YeeQ/s72-c/10319_1253398898028_1321209267_742061_2287670_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-8226238602943671419</id><published>2009-10-24T02:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:18:44.123+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally pointless'/><title type='text'>Random #5</title><content type='html'>This time I really have left my blog in rest-mode for an age. Everyone has been urging me to update the blog, and I just reply them with "I'm busy lah!!". Indeed, I am very busy, but you know, I am not like other typical blogger, I only blog when the mood is right. Course work, college activities have taken all my right mood. So, sorry for your long-necked waiting ya!!! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...you might want to know how am I doing lately. I am very fine. It has been 4 months in UM, 1st semester is gonna come to an end. 4 months=1 semester. Crazy man!!! These 4 months I was like riding on the bullet train. Everything rushes in seconds. How I wish I could go back to matriculation, whereby 1 semester is equivalent to 5 months, what's more there were only 3 core subjects. Here, 6 subjects syllabus are squeezed into 4 months, what the hell!!! Every subject is pretty heavy and challenging. I am not ashamed to tell you, I do revision everyday, otherwise I will be lagged with the lecturer's progess. So, now you know why I not updating my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently it is the study week, literally, it is a week for me to STUDY!! Exam is coming soon, I can't imagine how I am gonna be dead and gone. I want to study now, go first...*phew*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-8226238602943671419?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/8226238602943671419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=8226238602943671419&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/8226238602943671419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/8226238602943671419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/10/random-5.html' title='Random #5'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-4324381781401718199</id><published>2009-08-16T11:19:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:11:54.331+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally UM'/><title type='text'>What's all about UM?</title><content type='html'>I'm home again!!! It has been a while I am not writing a post. For the past two months being in UM, life has been wonderful. Despite busyness, I love it though!!! I'm staying in fifth residential college (name for my hostel, not other college like INTI or TARC). It's kinda sad that the Chinese residents in my college only made up of 27 people. Other colleges have averagely 90 people or even more. However, we are very united albeit the limited number. Our bond become stronger through making some activities, say, SJ night. I am not trying to be racist or something, but limited strength may become a kind of impedance for us to hold activities. Anyhow, in spite of 27 people only, I believe we can do it!! All seniors here are great people. They are not as arrogant as I think early, in fact, they are truly friendly. They do help and guide us in many matters. Hence, the junior-senior relationship is very close as well. I found that the hostel lifestyle in UM is much different from what we have gone through in matrik. Here, we have loads of activity projects. I have joined national blood donation, we call it NBD, and perarakan (some sort of kawad). Coming up next is Tanglung Fiesta and Sukmum. There are many more awaiting me to join.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been crapping too much...haha!!! As I promised in the last post, I shall depict my brand new life in UM. Just a very few words, let the pictures tell the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Minggu Haluan Siswa. (Orientation Week)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sure every freshie must have gone through this. It can be a kind of disaster. Also, UM is infamous for its ragging hearsay. Whatever it is, I have witnessed it, it was not that bad actually. I can proudly say that ragging was strictly prohibited in my college. What's more, all the pembatu siswa(PM) treated us very well. They ensured us get enough sleep and free of sick all the time. First few days seemed to be draggy and tedious, the whole-day activity was talks, talks and talks again. Starting from third day onward, it turned out to be very interesting. We played games, it was fun!!! Just see the picture to see how happy we were.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeQl991G7I/AAAAAAAAAUM/c-1KgTWoYNU/s1600-h/P7040114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeQl991G7I/AAAAAAAAAUM/c-1KgTWoYNU/s400/P7040114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370420062626061234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With our honorable PMs. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeQKTmrj6I/AAAAAAAAAUE/vwMb2mS73Po/s1600-h/P7040112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeQKTmrj6I/AAAAAAAAAUE/vwMb2mS73Po/s400/P7040112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370419587398209442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5th college freshies.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoePjvLURLI/AAAAAAAAAT8/mLMjFpG_HlA/s1600-h/DSC01260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoePjvLURLI/AAAAAAAAAT8/mLMjFpG_HlA/s400/DSC01260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370418924784731314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeJIwylz3I/AAAAAAAAATM/2-FYKkNPzWc/s1600-h/DSC01259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeJIwylz3I/AAAAAAAAATM/2-FYKkNPzWc/s400/DSC01259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370411864291659634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They are my roommates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Electrical Engineering outing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Literally, we went outing with course mates, but this outing was quite abnormal one. We went to a garden park. So what we did there? We got to do the performance in the public!!!! Don't doubt it, it is true. Never ever experience this in my life. It is a tradition though, every new year the juniors must present their performance to seniors. We did "Storm Music" and "Dance Evolution". Very embarrassing, but pretty fun. Before that, we were assigned to plead the autograph from all 2nd year seniors and 3rd year seniors. It was the supreme tough time. Sometimes we had to do the stupid acts then only can get their autograph. Being a junior is not easy all the time. Anyway, it was a good chance to know seniors more.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeJHRODaNI/AAAAAAAAAS8/RDZmblCRLbw/s1600-h/SDC10105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeJHRODaNI/AAAAAAAAAS8/RDZmblCRLbw/s400/SDC10105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370411838637041874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With my course mates...(all look so serious, except me =.=||)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeJFV99wkI/AAAAAAAAASs/KIcHfPBozcc/s1600-h/5214_104570713494_670723494_2247110_5449929_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeJFV99wkI/AAAAAAAAASs/KIcHfPBozcc/s400/5214_104570713494_670723494_2247110_5449929_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370411805552001602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We really performed in the public, see this prove!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeJIF1-QEI/AAAAAAAAATE/LmImH4P3B9I/s1600-h/SDC10117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeJIF1-QEI/AAAAAAAAATE/LmImH4P3B9I/s400/SDC10117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370411852763119682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My new-formed buddy line. They are my seniors who pass the notes to me and help me in studies.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeJGXZRW5I/AAAAAAAAAS0/oMrO_ac2Bog/s1600-h/5214_104584543494_670723494_2247283_4941019_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeJGXZRW5I/AAAAAAAAAS0/oMrO_ac2Bog/s400/5214_104584543494_670723494_2247283_4941019_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370411823114836882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group photos. Seniors+juniors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. SJ night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SJ stands for senior-junior. It is a function held by juniors for seniors. The goal is to foster the tight bond between juniors and seniors. This was the most interesting part in my life ever since I entered 5th college. I was one of the four organizers. It was a time when I showed my XUEJI quality again. I was like the leader in a team, planning all sorts of  programs and taking up pivotal responsibility. Being a leader is stressful and killing, as you all know. I had been sick for few days in midst of preparing process. We faced many difficulties,the toughest one was the limited strength we had. Anyhow, we still got over it after all. Glad that all my friends were willing to give the full commitment, making this event a great successs.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeRV8W5eMI/AAAAAAAAAUU/fnVUVr6QLA4/s1600-h/P8020120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeRV8W5eMI/AAAAAAAAAUU/fnVUVr6QLA4/s400/P8020120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370420886828054722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This paper was very important to me, without it I would die!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeR3tauZnI/AAAAAAAAAUc/eBjQS8ldvkE/s1600-h/P8020115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeR3tauZnI/AAAAAAAAAUc/eBjQS8ldvkE/s400/P8020115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370421466933126770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks guys!! You guys helped so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeSaitPUBI/AAAAAAAAAUk/9-jNhrv932s/s1600-h/P8020184-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeSaitPUBI/AAAAAAAAAUk/9-jNhrv932s/s400/P8020184-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370422065353412626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;People mountain people sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Convocation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It sounds not related to me at all, as I am not the one who graduate. Virtually, everyone got involved in this remarkable event. I never witness any convo. As far as I know and see from the pictures, convo is an event where graduands wear their robes and mortar boards, it's just as simple as this. However, it was much different from what I have experienced. We as the juniors also shared the joyous moment. We got to send off and celebrate for our graduate seniors. The most fun part was that we threw them to the air and they must grabbed the leaf down. Haha...this was the first time I attend convo, it was awesome!!! I long for one day I can be like them too, it is going to be 4 years later.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeS-46ejRI/AAAAAAAAAUs/koyfuh3PvCs/s1600-h/DSC02209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeS-46ejRI/AAAAAAAAAUs/koyfuh3PvCs/s400/DSC02209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370422689789807890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;卧五藏龙!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeTeCGgkjI/AAAAAAAAAU0/94Yf9N7MUMQ/s1600-h/DSC02278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeTeCGgkjI/AAAAAAAAAU0/94Yf9N7MUMQ/s400/DSC02278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370423224832135730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Adrian. (You can see 1/2 of my face on the left)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeT4P3esVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/3o14MHOAmiI/s1600-h/DSC02311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeT4P3esVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/3o14MHOAmiI/s400/DSC02311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370423675203793234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5th college, POWER!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeUX1qmylI/AAAAAAAAAVE/TjUb_VU84vg/s1600-h/DSC02313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeUX1qmylI/AAAAAAAAAVE/TjUb_VU84vg/s400/DSC02313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370424217926290002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All engineering graduands from 5th college.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeU2oUQ2LI/AAAAAAAAAVM/-kW84DgrgfU/s1600-h/DSC02315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeU2oUQ2LI/AAAAAAAAAVM/-kW84DgrgfU/s400/DSC02315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370424746918860978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The proudest moment which everyone crave for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeVPZzZbtI/AAAAAAAAAVU/XZ-oOjpm_dA/s1600-h/DSC02371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeVPZzZbtI/AAAAAAAAAVU/XZ-oOjpm_dA/s400/DSC02371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370425172519644882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how we throw them to the sky. Cool right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeWMydt5eI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Jb4FaYaQcSM/s1600-h/DSC02415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeWMydt5eI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Jb4FaYaQcSM/s400/DSC02415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370426227111618018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With law graduands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeVrMx397I/AAAAAAAAAVc/NnFgBq2rtcw/s1600-h/SDC10169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeVrMx397I/AAAAAAAAAVc/NnFgBq2rtcw/s400/SDC10169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370425650059933618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With my EE graduate senior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeWjqtBYGI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Uvfs723h5uI/s1600-h/SDC10184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeWjqtBYGI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Uvfs723h5uI/s400/SDC10184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370426620165316706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My buddy line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Although it is just 2 months in UM, the memory I have is fruitful. I love UM!!! To be continued...&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/901621471835791332-4324381781401718199?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/4324381781401718199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=4324381781401718199&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/4324381781401718199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/4324381781401718199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-all-about-um.html' title='What&apos;s all about UM?'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SoeQl991G7I/AAAAAAAAAUM/c-1KgTWoYNU/s72-c/P7040114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-3848921724600166626</id><published>2009-08-16T02:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:19:24.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally angry'/><title type='text'>Damn it!!!</title><content type='html'>Shit!!! I have typed a lengthy long post, somehow I accidentally click something, all are gone!!! Argh....damn it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this post suppose to write about my life in UM. I'm very down mood now, I don't want to retype it again!! Fuck!!! Stupid blogspot!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-3848921724600166626?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/3848921724600166626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=3848921724600166626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/3848921724600166626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/3848921724600166626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/08/damn-it.html' title='Damn it!!!'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-2097700323772702316</id><published>2009-07-11T12:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:19:40.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally pointless'/><title type='text'>Random #4</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry for leaving this blog blank for so long. I just finished my grueling and tedious orientation week not long ago. Before I entered UM, I put my laptop in my friend's house for the sake of  safety, and now I only get back. All the time I just used the library computer to online, which sucks!!! So I decide to blog only after I redeem my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, university life is fantastic!!! The seniors here are not as scary as the hearsay, in fact, they treat us as junior pretty nice though. I have to plead for their signature for current period. I hate this actually, because some of them like to force us to do something stupid in order to get the signature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the next post, I shall depict more details about how my orientation went on. See ya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-2097700323772702316?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/2097700323772702316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=2097700323772702316&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/2097700323772702316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/2097700323772702316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-4.html' title='Random #4'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-1144907443997740948</id><published>2009-06-26T23:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:19:52.441+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally nagging'/><title type='text'>Goodbye, home.</title><content type='html'>Haizz...time flies in a blink of eyes, I am gonna back to study. This time is quite different than before, because I will be the undergraduate (please don't call me student anymore), sounds profound huh. It is going to be a very new place for me, that means I have to start everything from zero, like toddler starts walking. There will be uncertainties waiting me to face, want or don't want, I must face it. Kuala Lumpur, a place where I always looking forward to further study, this time I will be there for 4 years. Compared to Penang, the distance between KL and JB is like 5 hours ride, neither far nor near, so going back home is no longer a big problem for me. What's more, I have bunch of friends studying in KL, calling them out is extremely not a big deal. So I am not alone. However, unlike Penang, I don't have any close relative in KL, I must rely on myself and be more independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...a new chapter of life is about to begin. I have promised myself to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) STUDY HARD!!!! It is not the honey moon time anymore. Perhaps this is going to be the last part of my education, so cherish the coming 4 years, study hard!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Make more friends. Yes, especially in university, where I will survive there for years. Seriously, I can't live without friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Thrifty. This is quite imposible, but I must try. I am very poor in financial management. My parent age, time by time they will be older and older, so I must take responsibility as their son not to waste money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Punctuality. My steadfast weakness. Beside financial management, I am also poor in time management. Anyway, I must watch over my punctuality, never give any chance to myself to repeat the bad habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Bad-temper. It is sad I always offend my friends because of my hot temper and impatience. I should learn to be more considerate, be a nice friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last day in my home. **sobs** Argh...I really miss everything now, seriously!! By the way, I will be home again after one month, hahahaha!! Last day in my home is unusually special with the presence of Yi Sheng and Pei Pei, my best friends of all time. As suggested by Yi Sheng, we went to CS to watch Transformer today. This movie is amazing, fantastic, fabulous, breathtaking, awesome,....(what else?). It lasted for 2 hours 45 minutes, so long huh, it was worth though. This episode is funnier than the last one, especially Bee, and the emergence of robot also increases. It is definitely the must-watch movie of the year. Next movie, Harry Potter, guess I will be watching it in KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SkT4XcSy5jI/AAAAAAAAAQE/srhrsxxSk40/s1600-h/DSC01234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351675338838697522" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SkT4XcSy5jI/AAAAAAAAAQE/srhrsxxSk40/s400/DSC01234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yi Sheng and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SkT4XNv0zPI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ztYq9uSz1bA/s1600-h/DSC01232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351675334933925106" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SkT4XNv0zPI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ztYq9uSz1bA/s400/DSC01232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pei Pei and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Million thanks for you two!!!!!!! Thanks for accompanying me in this moment!!! I enjoyed every seconds being with you. XUEJI 13179~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will be setting off from Ming Jie' house. His relative or someone fetches us to KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends in KMPP and also those who are going to pursue the University, good luck!! I am with you, so let's work hard and enjoy for the 4 years. Cheer!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-1144907443997740948?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/1144907443997740948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=1144907443997740948&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/1144907443997740948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/1144907443997740948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/06/goodbye-home.html' title='Goodbye, home.'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SkT4XcSy5jI/AAAAAAAAAQE/srhrsxxSk40/s72-c/DSC01234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-5798403643425000094</id><published>2009-06-25T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:20:31.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally nagging'/><title type='text'>Busy!!!!</title><content type='html'>The tittle tells it all. What the hell...have been so busy ever since I got my University acceptance letter. Loads of stuff have nearly choked my breath and dead. Certifying my photocopied  cert (maybe they scare I fabricating the fake cert), doing medical check-up (this is the worst), submitting my scholarship thingy (poor guy like me forced to do that), packing my luggage (arghh...it means gonna leave home again :'( ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall speak about the funny things of medical check-up. I did mine in a government clinic. Here is the procedure, firstly, registered. I gotta pay RM20 for the x-ray and etc. Waiting for around 30 minutes (as always), my name was called up to start the check-up. Ok, for your information, this was the first medical check-up I had ever done in my lifetime, so I was kinda nervous for the outcome. Who knows the HIV virus has lied in my body for years and now I only discover, or lately the most infamous one, H1N1 (touchwood!!). I went to the x-ray room. A malay girl in charge led me to a chilled-atmosphere room. She asked me to take off my clothe (oh my god...), since it was a girl who called me to do so, being a guy, I was quite embarrassed, like going to lost my virginity. Then she told me attached my chest to the machine, I admitted my malay literacy is stupidly bad, so I couldn't get what she said. Then, she started to get irked by raising her voice and I could tell she was going to fed up. So I acted pandai pandai. After adjusting my body right, she pressed a button, the x-ray was done in a couple seconds. I wore back my clothes, then walked out to the room. Coming up next was examining my physical properties. The nurse measured my height ,weight, eye-sightness, blood pressure. I saw her writting down my height, and I was like "what the fuck", I am only 1.70m??!!! So short man!! I have faked my real height by telling all my friends that I am 1.72m, swt =.=||. Next, I proceeded to a medical lab, where I gotta do the urine test. When the medical assistant hanged over a bottle, I frowned and was startled, because at that time my instinct told me I didn't have urine yet. What the hell...Then he asked me to wait till get the urine. By hooks and crooks, I must peed!! Shhhhhh........finally the bottled was filled up. I gave it to him. Five minutes later, he showed me the report. Relief...my sugar level was okay. Lastly, I entered a room, there sitting an Indian girl. Finally I met a genuine doctor, previously all were just the "assistant". She ordered me to lay down, then took off my clothes again =.=, she checked here and there. I was going to burst out laughter as she touched my sentive part, I mean my waist. But I held down, kept telling myself "don't laugh!!don't laugh!!" Buahaha...then she took something look a hammer, ooo, she gotta do the knee-jerk, I studied this in Form5 Biology. She was quite friendly and young, perhaps she was still on training or something. She hanged over my report and everything was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for crapping too much!! Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to my sec school again to certify my cert. There were some ex-form 6 students also came to find principal, they were sitting in front of principal office. Suddenly my Malay teacher Mr. Arbain approached to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mana u dapat?"&lt;br /&gt;"I dapat UM"&lt;br /&gt;"Ohh..bagus ar, course apa?"&lt;br /&gt;"Erm...electrical engineer"&lt;br /&gt;"Wah...bagus har!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was still very funny, I mean his look, like crazy frog. Wahaha...Oh ya. the principal, Mr.Goh still recognised me huh, kinda surprise. He signed my cert, suddenly flip through a paper which showed my University letter. He took a glance on it, then said " Okay!!" with a wry smile. I thought he wanted to praise me or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow gonna watch Transformer!!!!! Yahoo!!! Megan Fox is hot!! From the feedback I saw from a website and my friends, they say the movie is amazing, better than last episode. It makes me more eager to watch it. Yeah....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-5798403643425000094?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/5798403643425000094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=5798403643425000094&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/5798403643425000094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/5798403643425000094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/06/busy.html' title='Busy!!!!'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-3103836573163104552</id><published>2009-06-20T22:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:20:20.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally nagging'/><title type='text'>Attention!!!</title><content type='html'>Attention to my friends in KL...You're going to embrace my coming to your place, because as you all wish, I got offer from University of Malaya!!! Wahaha...we gonna gather again, yahooo!! Oh ya, another announcement, in conjunction of ushering my arrival, Xue Mey suggested we go Sunway Lagoon. So anyone here see this post, please tell her if you are interested. In coming we perhaps gonna have trip to Genting, so be prepared ya!! I will reserve my weekends for you all, you can spend my time all you want. Wanna go crazy shopping? Haha...it is gonna be fun for we shopaholic.  Remeber to count me in, okay!! (I'm extremely ecstatic now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was offered Electrical Engineering, definitely my first choice. It was like going to top of the world when I learned I got this course. My dad is quite pleasant with the offer, since UM is the leading university in local, getting into UM is the the dream of everyone who opts for local U, so I am one of the lucky people. I'd say lucky because I feel so bad for those with CGPA 4.0 fail to secure a place in UM and desired course. Anyway, I am glad that many KMPP students will be going to the same U with me. We gotta meet again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will set off to Petaling Jaya on 28th June. Everything was like fast and furious. Next week I am gonna be busy like hell, have to certify this and that. Some more I am not ready and well-prepared yet. Argh...gonna leave home again, having mixed feeling now. Kinda happy, because the new phase of life is gonna begin, undergraduate-to-be. Kinda sad, because I will be missing my home, bed, blanket, hot-shower, high-speed internet. 2 months holidays pass so fast, as always. It is the time back to study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-3103836573163104552?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/3103836573163104552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=3103836573163104552&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/3103836573163104552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/3103836573163104552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/06/attention.html' title='Attention!!!'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-7510973120672288731</id><published>2009-06-12T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:20:05.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally awesome'/><title type='text'>Asians don't love their family.</title><content type='html'>One day I came across this topic in a blog, it immediately caught my attention. It is a very interesting topic and I am very moved to comment something about this. The author is a Chinese American raised in America. He says it is very rare to hear "I love you" in the family, specifically referring to Chinese family. Indeed, he speaks out the truth. Everywhere we watch the western movie or drama, we can always hear the caring parents say "I love you, dear" to each other. Whereas in Asian family, we seldom, or never do so. For me, I never say such words to my parent and vice versa. In Chinese "wo ai ni" sounds a little bit mushy and funny so I feel awkward to express my love sparingly by saying such word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my childhood years, I constantly listened to my friends complaining how their parents criticizing, nagging and ranting on them. Especially when they got their result, they would start worrying to face the music from their parent. The next day they showed me the scar on their hands and legs. How pity. I should be glad that I never encounter this problem in my family. My parent are enlightened and more open-minded. If I got the bad result, they wouldn't caned me or do something to hurt me physically. I once got the last place in my class, but my parent didn't rebuke me at all, instead they encouraged me to work hard for the following years. It is their way to show me their love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asians families are different from the western family. As we can see in the western family on TV, the children hug and kiss their parents, it is quite impossible to do so in our family. However, it is not entirely true that Asian parent don't love their family ,they just show their love in different form. They show their love by working very hard for long hours just for a slim pay to supplement the family income. I grow up with little money, but my parent always make sure I am not hungry and get enough needs, it is kind of love. The criticism, constant nagging, comparing of kids to one another are actually all form of love, in this way only we can progress. Whether they express the love in the form of words or not, we should appreciate what our parent have done to us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-7510973120672288731?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/7510973120672288731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=7510973120672288731&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/7510973120672288731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/7510973120672288731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/06/asians-dont-love-their-family.html' title='Asians don&apos;t love their family.'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-2116551528096761726</id><published>2009-06-11T14:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:20:53.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally pointless'/><title type='text'>Tagged by James</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SjCh11RX-PI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ROSC3CTYNhU/s1600-h/dsc01219ar5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SjCh11RX-PI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ROSC3CTYNhU/s400/dsc01219ar5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345950703893870834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you choose this photo?&lt;br /&gt;They are my intimate friends whom I dare to say "I love you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you ate pizza?&lt;br /&gt;Last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last song you've listened to?&lt;br /&gt;属于-梁静茹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing besides answering this tag?&lt;br /&gt;Watching TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides your own name, how do you like people to call you?&lt;br /&gt;Eric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag six people. The following questions are related to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Yen Teng&lt;br /&gt;2. Ting Yik&lt;br /&gt;3. Swee Shuang&lt;br /&gt;4. Wei Ching&lt;br /&gt;5. James&lt;br /&gt;6. Wei Chean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is No. 1?&lt;br /&gt;Perakian, nice friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. 3 is having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;No idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say something about No.5.&lt;br /&gt;Funny guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about No.4?&lt;br /&gt;Very good in writting...leng lui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is No.2?&lt;br /&gt;Penangite, nice friend also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say something to No.6!&lt;br /&gt;Always see him flirting with girls. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-2116551528096761726?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/2116551528096761726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=2116551528096761726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/2116551528096761726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/2116551528096761726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/06/tagged-by-james.html' title='Tagged by James'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SjCh11RX-PI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ROSC3CTYNhU/s72-c/dsc01219ar5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-1965570489131961841</id><published>2009-06-09T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:21:01.113+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally pointless'/><title type='text'>Frustrated</title><content type='html'>My nephew's birthday is around the corner, it is on this Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;I am still pondering what to buy for him.&lt;br /&gt;He is a three-year-old active and restless kid.&lt;br /&gt;Arghh...I hate when somebody's birthday is coming,&lt;br /&gt;because at this point I would be very frustrated thinking what should buy for present.&lt;br /&gt;Any idea, friends?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-1965570489131961841?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/1965570489131961841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=1965570489131961841&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/1965570489131961841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/1965570489131961841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/06/frustrated.html' title='Frustrated'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-839317559360593619</id><published>2009-06-04T23:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:21:11.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally pointless'/><title type='text'>Random #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SifvcPPIqXI/AAAAAAAAAPs/qWKVAe7CtsM/s1600-h/IMG_2561+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SifvcPPIqXI/AAAAAAAAAPs/qWKVAe7CtsM/s400/IMG_2561+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343502751303772530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yahoo...I got my driving license!! Haha...cool right?! Finally, it is finally!!! I know it is not something to be proud, because plenty of people out there in my peer have already gotten theirs. It was kinda late actually, I supposed to have it last year, when I was still on holiday after graduated. However, everything was delayed due to the national services. It cost me 2 months. Right after NS, I went to Penang for a year. At interval, I was here in JB, but for only around 2 weeks. So after graduate from matrix, only I had time to take the lesson and sit for test. Deterred by all the obstacles, finally I got it!! By the way, with the license in wallet, I still dare not to drive along without accompany of experienced driver. I suppose I still need to be guided by my father for at least 1 month, then after that I can drive on  my own. I am traumatized by my friends, they just had met the accident lately. Hopefully I can make a "clean" record while still holding P license, which means not occurring any accident. I don't wanna end up my license being suspended!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from singing K with my high school friends, there were only 5 people of us though. It was kinda fun.  Now only I realized one of my friends has picked up smoking. He smoked 7 cigarettes, how pity I was being as passive smoker and sharing his "goodies" in an enclosed room. Arghh...it was nasty, but what could I do? I intended to halt him from smoking, but I felt guilty to do so, since he had right to smoke, and he is my friend. To get rid of inhaling the smoke, I said an excuse of going to gents. So I went to gents quite frequently. Learning from my friend, who stays and studies at the same place with him, he said he has changed a lot. Instead of mixing with other people, he'd rather isolate himself in room. How silly...he used to be a cheer and sociable guy. So sad to see him turn out to be like this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-839317559360593619?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/839317559360593619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=839317559360593619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/839317559360593619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/839317559360593619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-3.html' title='Random #3'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SifvcPPIqXI/AAAAAAAAAPs/qWKVAe7CtsM/s72-c/IMG_2561+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-8130118467399970922</id><published>2009-05-31T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:21:17.058+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally crap'/><title type='text'>Fresh look</title><content type='html'>Just change the template of blog. Look kinda nice, simple, I like it!!&lt;br /&gt;It took me about 2 hours to have done it all.&lt;br /&gt;The changes of template caused all the thingy in the blog being removed,&lt;br /&gt;so I got to add the widget and my friends' blog link again.&lt;br /&gt;Phew....&lt;br /&gt;Finally I am done!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-8130118467399970922?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/8130118467399970922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=8130118467399970922&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/8130118467399970922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/8130118467399970922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/05/fresh-look.html' title='Fresh look'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-1521450271872085050</id><published>2009-05-27T12:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:22:40.457+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally angry'/><title type='text'>Driving test + A bitch + A jerk</title><content type='html'>Oo Em Gee!!!! I passed my driving test!! I am so excited now. As always, I had the nightmare yesterday night, 3.30am onward only I was able to sleep soundly. Waiting for my very first ever license to be made, anyone who want to take the ride of my car, please make you booking now. Hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the above mentioned, I met a bitch and a jerk. Both were the officer who not only tested my driving skill, but also my temper. Here the story went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my turn to start the test. The bitch was inside the car, when I got in, politely, I greeted her a simple "good morning". She didn't give a polite response, all the way she just showed her stupid sour face. Well, it was okay, I knew being a government servant was very stressful and tense, especially the work with cheap salary, yet still had to work for whole day. I ignited the engine, I ask her if I could start moving, and still, she didn't give any answer. I assumed she had given me the green light. When I was driving, she kept nagging and bullshiting that I drove too slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Oi...slow sangat lah, ah pek, kau tekan minyak!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Hey bitch, I was a noobie on test, how fast you wanted me to drive? Apart from that, she called me "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ah pek&lt;/span&gt;"!!!! Fuck you!!! I HATE those people who call me ah pek. I have my own name, I graciously plead you call my real name, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Yeap Yew Ming&lt;/span&gt;", it is written big on the form!! This is my last straw, a warning to you, not all Chinese are stereotypically named as ah pek!! You &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;fucking racist bitch&lt;/span&gt;!! I curse you having infertility for the next 100 generation and your family members are handicapped with their limps chopped off, blinds, deaf, psycho, girls are raped, boys are sodomised. FUCK OFF, bitch!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another story about the jerk. He was also one of the officers. He tested me on the part where I had to do parking, 3-turning and daki bukit. Everything was going smooth. When he handed me my report card, as a polite person, I replied to him with a "thank you". I went towards the office. Suddenly, he called me, I looked back, he asked me:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;...siapa cikgu kau&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I told him my trainer's name, along with a polite smile. You know what he said to me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;...asal you ketawa? I cakap joke ar?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tak suruh kau ketawa!!&lt;/span&gt;" (in the tone of barbarian)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;FUCK you, moron!!! Was there anything wrong I smile? You should be thankful and appreciative, I never smile to you fucking stupid moron!! I felt like I was humialated, he was as if slapping my face in front of other people. Some people sitting there were startled he say this to me. I reckoned they might also think he was unreasonable and crazy. Don't ever appear in my eyes, I wouldn't be sorry for you. Since you were the "boss" who determined whethere I pass or fail, so I couldn't do anything. At that point I was about to start wrangle with you. You better watch out. I curse your ass hole festering and your dick being bitten off by dog. FUCK you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, the efficiency of government staff was unbearably sloppy. DAMN it!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: pardon me for using too much vulgar words and F bomb. I never swear though, I am a nice guy. tee hee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-1521450271872085050?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/1521450271872085050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=1521450271872085050&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/1521450271872085050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/1521450271872085050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/05/driving-test-bitch-jerk.html' title='Driving test + A bitch + A jerk'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-9143378675308442685</id><published>2009-05-26T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:22:04.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally crap'/><title type='text'>Random #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/ShvoyiIMm_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/H-UceQ_Vgv0/s1600-h/Angels+%26+Demons+-+by+Dan+Brown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/ShvoyiIMm_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/H-UceQ_Vgv0/s400/Angels+%26+Demons+-+by+Dan+Brown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340117738030144498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I had the driving lesson today. Tomorrow will be the day I sit for the driving test, so keep your finger crossed to me ya!! Hopefully I can pass. HOPEFULLY!!!! I don't wanna waste my money to resit the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After driving lesson, I went to CS. Just bought "Angels And Demons", by Dan Brown. It costs me around RM30, after discount. Having watched the movie, I was moved to buy the book. The movie was unbelievably amazing, I supposed the book would be even more awesome. Thanks to Lisa, she is willing to sponsor me to pay the half of the price. Hope I manage to finish reading in one month, because my sister wants to read as well. I'm going to immerse into the world of the Angels And Demons, have fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Shvs7Wi8DBI/AAAAAAAAAPU/h5ke-yo9qbk/s1600-h/illuminati.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Shvs7Wi8DBI/AAAAAAAAAPU/h5ke-yo9qbk/s400/illuminati.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340122287586413586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four major elements of nature: earth, air, fire, water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/ShvulKwxcTI/AAAAAAAAAPc/H1SuojDKWOQ/s1600-h/illuminati_art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/ShvulKwxcTI/AAAAAAAAAPc/H1SuojDKWOQ/s400/illuminati_art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340124105489346866" border="0" /&gt;Illuminati&lt;/a&gt; , a secret society of anti-catholic scientists. It does exist in this world. The symbol is unique, if you invert the word, it is still written as "illuminati".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-9143378675308442685?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/9143378675308442685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=9143378675308442685&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/9143378675308442685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/9143378675308442685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-2.html' title='Random #2'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/ShvoyiIMm_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/H-UceQ_Vgv0/s72-c/Angels+%26+Demons+-+by+Dan+Brown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-4094337657615646371</id><published>2009-05-21T07:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:22:12.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally awesome'/><title type='text'>Oh yeah!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/ShSWmzVlAlI/AAAAAAAAAPE/dqig1qTXGis/s1600-h/result.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/ShSWmzVlAlI/AAAAAAAAAPE/dqig1qTXGis/s400/result.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338057051700789842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a perfect 4 flat!!!! Yahooo.....Having the tremendous nightmare and insomnia on the days before the result is out,  I can breath with relief at last. The biggest surprise when I see my result is Math, I got an A!! I knew I screw up the paper 1, estimating 20 marks out of 100 was gone for sure. I did too much silly mistakes (damn it), so ended up losing many marks which I shouldn't miss. But thanks to paper 2, I could do all questions and few minor mistakes here and there, yet I still had no confidence in getting 4.0. Ishh....Anyhow, it is the past. My hard work and effort are paid with the result I achieve now. Thanks god popi popi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My result isn't perfect with the flaw there, my English!!!! I got B again, same as what I  got in PSPM 1. A little bit disappointed, I did pretty well in that paper. Is my English really that bad? Maybe the standard of the language in Malaysia is very high now, I'm still not eligible to get A. In fact, it doesn't matter to me at all, it's just like a side dish,  the overall result is not influenced.  Many of my friends also got B, so my English isn't that bad &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;, on the average. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-4094337657615646371?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/4094337657615646371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=4094337657615646371&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/4094337657615646371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/4094337657615646371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-yeah.html' title='Oh yeah!!'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/ShSWmzVlAlI/AAAAAAAAAPE/dqig1qTXGis/s72-c/result.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-600414309734488533</id><published>2009-05-18T21:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:22:19.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally Eric'/><title type='text'>10 FACTS ABOUT ME</title><content type='html'>1. On my face&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seldom people notice the birthmark on my face. It is an insignificant dark spot under my right cheek. As I grow older, the birthmark is getting faded. So now it looks almost disappear. My mum told me that when I was toddler, many people liked to kiss the part where my birthmark lies. Don't know why...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;2. Past time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am a nostalgic person. A simple song and picture can bring me back to my past time. My computer stores a plenty of pictures. When I flip through my album, the memory would start emerging in my mind like the slide show.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;3. Relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't feel ashamed to say, I never ever DATE. Since the day I was born, I have been single and available until now. I am very passive guy, so I never think of take action to confess to a girl I like.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;4. First kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I never date. However, my first kiss was gone already. It was devoted to my childhood friend. One day, she and I were playing in her house.  I kissed her cheek, then she kissed me back, suddenly I accidentally kissed her lips. As I remember, her parent was busy in kitchen while we were outside the house. So at that time no one was around us, but only she and I.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;5. Pet peeve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I loathe those people who poke my waist, because my waist is extremely sensitive. When someone pokes me, my body would jerk upward, it is my involuntary reaction. My friends like to see how I react when I get poked, so they would do so to me. I hate it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;6. Worms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am scare of worms(i.e. earthworm, caterpillar, centipede), because I think they are super duper disgusting, especially when they crawl. But don't know why, they like me so much, I always encounter with earthworm in my bathroom. At that point I would cover myself with towel immediately and dash outside the bathroom to scream for help. My dad and brother would be my hero to kill them. What if my my dad and brother are not around?  I would take some salt and scatter around the earthworm. I have no remorse to kill them, I hate them!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;7. Don't mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am a neat freak. A little dirt and dust may piss me off. When I was studying in KMPP, almost everytime I am the only one who clean the room. I can't study, sleep and live in the dirty environment. So, I like to do the house chores.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;8. Can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Here "you" refers to Internet. It has taken over my life since I was form 2. Without it, my life is miserable. Being home, Internet is the only tool that is able to connect me and the world. With a "click", I can know what is happening in the other side of the earth. So, Internet is indubitably important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;9. Survival skill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can adapt myself to new environment easily. This is one of my strong point.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;10. Moody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;No doubt my good friends know me this, I am a very moody person. I can be very good to you the whole day, while I also can be a sour face to you. Even I myself hardly can control and fathom my emotion. This my weakness, I am trying to correct it. TOUGH!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;===================================================================&lt;br /&gt;Of course, 10 facts are not enough to describe me thoroughly. Now I can only figure out these 10, I will add more when the idea comes to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-600414309734488533?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/600414309734488533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=600414309734488533&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/600414309734488533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/600414309734488533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/05/10-facts-about-me.html' title='10 FACTS ABOUT ME'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-8566726129345556406</id><published>2009-05-15T00:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:11:33.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally awesome'/><title type='text'>LMAO - Zombie vs Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ASr5GcuDHug&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ASr5GcuDHug&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must watch this video or you will regret for your life. Ultimately hilarious and funny!!!! I have watched this for several times with laughter tears, now I am watching it. The Japaneses are truly awesome in making this kind of twisted prank show. They make it so real as if the real zombie is really coming. The kids are freaking adorable to deal with the zombie. I laugh out when the little boy burst out crying. He is soooooooo cute!!! He is desperate and engrossed to protect his siblings, throwing whatever toys he have, smashing the zombie's head with his toy blade, and even wrapping his head with cling film. Wahahahaha....The "zombie" is very considerate too, in order not to disappointing the kids, he intentionally falls into the traps made by the kids with lots of hardworks. I feel so bad for him, he sacrifices himself from the attack of kids. While watching this video, a few things came to my mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Japanese kid are very clever. They can come up with so many strategics to fight with "zombie". If I were them, I would certainly jump out of window. I don't want to take the risk to fight with "zombie", it is strenuous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.No wonder Japanese can make great horror movie, they shape the children's mind early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.The kids would probably live a ordinary life unafraid of zombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Their siblings' bond will be tightened stronger than before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-8566726129345556406?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/8566726129345556406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=8566726129345556406&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/8566726129345556406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/8566726129345556406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/05/lmao-zombie-vs-kids.html' title='LMAO - Zombie vs Kids'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-1416894010405363778</id><published>2009-05-14T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:12:15.992+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally pointless'/><title type='text'>Random #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SgwJE6ZtzCI/AAAAAAAAAO0/R31qmK7ctcE/s1600-h/2008419223732116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SgwJE6ZtzCI/AAAAAAAAAO0/R31qmK7ctcE/s400/2008419223732116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335649638528437282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday I just had my hair cut, a very short hair cut. Yes, very very short. After all I still prefer short hair because it suits me well. The hairstylist said I look like the Japanese street dancer or maybe designer with my current hair look. Hahaha...is it a compliment? Well, I didn't doubt that, my hairstyle now is really pretty cool. I shall take some picture and post it in Facebook then. With my short hair now, my morning mess hair won't bother me anymore. I like it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had my driving lesson again, it is last second lesson before I sit for the real test. Meanwhile, I got to sit for the pre-test，and I passed. But yet, I did quite many stupid mistakes which I shouldn't make. Ish ish...By the way, finally I can breath with a relief, I am one step forward to get my first ever driving license. Jia you jia you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I am going back to my secondary school to take my SPM certificate. It has been being put in my school for very long. Before it is sent to somewhere else, I must take it as soon as possible. The SPM cert seems to be not worthy anymore, after I take it, I would just leave it home alone. That's why I am kinda lazy to take it, I have to take bus then walk a distance in order to reach my school. Huh...lazy lazy lazy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I learned that James' dad has just passed away. Before that, I was told in Facebook that his dad was hospitalized and in coma. Who knows, the things took the turn for worse, his dad had left us afterwards. I received this bad news from James, also via Facebook. I feel so bad for him. As a friends of his, I didn't know what can I do for him. Frankly, I ain't good in consoling, all I can do is that just leave him alone, let himself calm and think rationally. I hereby extend my deep condolence to him and his family members. James, hope you can see this post, these are the words I would like to say to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm so sorry to hear your dad's death. I can understand your status quo, especially losing someone closest to you is kind of agony of despair. As I know you, you are always cheerful, smart and enlightened, this shouldn't be the hindrance in your life, you still have a long way to go. I believe your dad is proud of you to have the son like you. He will always be there for you, he just have moved to a place where he should belong right now. James, stay strong!!! Whenever you need friends, I will definitely be the first one to entertain you. You dad will rest in peace. God bless him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;                                                                                                                                                                 Your affectionately,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                Eric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-1416894010405363778?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/1416894010405363778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=1416894010405363778&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/1416894010405363778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/1416894010405363778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-1.html' title='Random #1'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SgwJE6ZtzCI/AAAAAAAAAO0/R31qmK7ctcE/s72-c/2008419223732116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-465801407839220432</id><published>2009-05-11T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:09:09.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally 13179'/><title type='text'>X-men Origins: Wolverine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sgfr6XBihXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/w3TwzhlEVj4/s1600-h/hr_wolverine_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sgfr6XBihXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/w3TwzhlEVj4/s400/hr_wolverine_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334491671489054066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday, it was our XueJi gathering again, but it was slightly unusual as ever, because there we had Hua Qiang ge!!! It was once in a blue moon that we could see him free. He is  a journalist, and everyday his work is a load of burden. Every seconds, every minutes is used to maximum and thus it is difficult for his to make time free. Ever since he retired from the Johor XueJi director, it is very rare he can mix with us. Finally, he suggested we should go for an outing at Jusco Tebrau City. There were 7 of us, including Hua Qiang, Shu Fen, Bei Bei, Ke Ting, Rong Guo, me and Pei Pei, but Pei Pei only joined us after she finished her work. I was kinda surprise to see Ke Ting, it was an age since she and I last met up. 2 years had past, we met each other again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached there, we straight went to Red Box. Oh yeah, it was time for K歌達人 to unleash his talent. Hahahaha...!! I would like to express my salutation to Mr. Lim Eng Kok, because in that morning he was still in KL, he came back to JB then straight headed to Jusco. If I were him, I'd rather go back to home and sleep. I am kind of realistic. Everyone took turn to sing, we had so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later than, I suggested for watching movie, because I had been waiting for this movie to come out for so long, finally it was already in theater. Yes, X-men Origins: Wolverine. What's so special about this movie? Recently I kept watching its commercial on Channel 5, the trailer render me more eager to watch this movie. It is indeed "The most-eager-to-watch movie" in 2009. This movie stars Hugh Jackman, who holds the fame of "The Sexiest Man In The Universe". He is indeed hot, in some scene he shows up in naked. Wow...glad that the authorities in Malaysia doesn't cut the most precious scene. Instead of sexy chicks and hot babes, the entire movie is dominated by the muscular hunks. By the way, this is not the important part. What I like the most is the fighting scene. Every mutant has their particular talent and abilities. I was amazed to see the way they fight, it was kind of thrilling. Overall the plot is interesting, I never fell asleep while I was watching. Haha...it is my habit, if the movie is very dull and boring, my eyes would be getting smaller and smaller then eventually sleep. So, this movie is extremely fabulous, must watch it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to Harris book store. I wanted to buy a book, but thinking of my money in my wallet, I just called off this thought. I picked a book entitled 大哥大, by Gidden and I read through. It was damn nice!!! I had read 1/4 of the pages for just half an hour. Its price is RM25....ehem...I put it back to the rack then. We had our dinner in Sushi King, due to the high demand by my friends. Actually I don't like Sushi King, but I just followed them. I order a set of Salmon Steak, it was like "yuck"!!! That was why I don't like Sushi King. Pei Pei reached Jusco after we finished. We accompanied her to have her dinner in a Hong Kong restaurant. She once again treat us drink. Thanks ya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my next activity? Hmm...I'm still pondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SgrzeMtjbII/AAAAAAAAAOs/RoskxZLM5gk/s1600-h/P1080657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SgrzeMtjbII/AAAAAAAAAOs/RoskxZLM5gk/s400/P1080657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335344408707689602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-465801407839220432?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/465801407839220432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=465801407839220432&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/465801407839220432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/465801407839220432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/05/xueji-gathering-and-x-men-origins.html' title='X-men Origins: Wolverine'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sgfr6XBihXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/w3TwzhlEVj4/s72-c/hr_wolverine_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-9195787798864305242</id><published>2009-05-09T11:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:22:34.126+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally nice song'/><title type='text'>Silk Road 絲路</title><content type='html'>如果流浪 是你的天賦 If wandering is your endowment&lt;br /&gt;那麼你 一定是我 最美的追逐 Then you must be my very beautiful chase&lt;br /&gt;如果愛情 是你的游牧 If love is your nomadism&lt;br /&gt;擁有過 是不是 該滿足 Should I be contented to have possessed it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;誰帶我踏上 孤獨的絲路 Who led me to set foot on the lonely Silk Road&lt;br /&gt;+ 追逐你的腳步 Chasing after your footsteps&lt;br /&gt;誰帶我離開 孤獨的絲路 Who led me to leave the lonely Silk Road&lt;br /&gt;+ 感受你的溫度 Feeling your temperature&lt;br /&gt;我將眼淚流成天山上面的湖 I let my tears flow into the hill of heaven&lt;br /&gt;+ 讓你疲倦時能夠紮營停佇 To let you camp and stop when you are weary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;羌笛聲 胡旋舞 The flute of Qiang The circular dance of Hu&lt;br /&gt;為你笑 為你哭 Laugh for you Cry for you&lt;br /&gt;愛上你 的全部 Love your everything&lt;br /&gt;放棄我 的全部 Disclaim my everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛上了你之後 我 開始領悟 After falling in love with you I've begun to realize&lt;br /&gt;陪你走了一段 最唯美的國度 That I've walked with you through a most beautiful land&lt;br /&gt;愛上了你之後 我 從來不哭 After falling in love with you I've never cried&lt;br /&gt;誰是誰 的幸福 我從來 不在乎         Who is whose happiness I have never cared&lt;br /&gt;誰是誰 的旅途 我只要 你記住 Who is whose journey I only want you to remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;星星就是 窮人的珍珠 The stars are the pearls of the poor&lt;br /&gt;你的笑 支撐著 我虔誠 的最初 Your smile sustains my pious beginnings&lt;br /&gt;狂風沙是 我單薄衣服 I found something to depend on in the gale and wind-blown sand&lt;br /&gt;穿越過 亞細亞 的迷霧 Traveling through Asia's dense fog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雲破日出 你是那道光束 The cloud breaks and the sun rises You are the beam of light&lt;br /&gt;帶著平凡的我 走過奇蹟旅途 Taking the ordinary me across a wondrous journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==================================================================&lt;br /&gt;This is a song by Fish Leong. Although it is not a new song, it is worth to listen again and again. The melody is beautiful, the lyric is poetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-9195787798864305242?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/9195787798864305242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=9195787798864305242&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/9195787798864305242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/9195787798864305242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/05/silk-road.html' title='Silk Road 絲路'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-802203410771567987</id><published>2009-05-06T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:23:05.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally angry'/><title type='text'>I DETEST YOU!!! YES, IT'S YOU!!!</title><content type='html'>Something happened recently has got on my nerves. We never expect he would do this to us, till we have discovered the truth, his true colour eventually shows up to us. In this post, I'm going to throw my tantrum and tell you what have really happened. I shall tag this guy as "M", so wherever you see this word, yes, I'm referring to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M is (or rather "was") our best friend. We were so good that there was no secret between us. Hence, of course, we trusted each other. Regularly we ate together in the cafe. It was funny that everyone would have sat in the cafe already when the time was right even though without informing each other, all came in coincidence. We never missed any outings organized by an unofficial club, namely "Johor Club". Our relationship grew even closer after the trips like Penang Island 2-day trip and Genting trip. One day I felt guilty for what I had done in Yong Shun's birthday, the day when Johor Club once again held a trip in Queensbay Mall. I was very sorry to everyone because of my fault making the trip end up unhappily. A decision came to my mind that I should "leave" Johor Club as I could not stand in this club anymore. At this point, someone came to me and consoled me. It was M. From the incident, my impression on M was shaped as he was my best friend who was by my side in this critical moment. Word itself could not describe how good we were, because we truly belived our friendship will last forever, undeterred by the obstacles and resistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, our close relationship was somehow getting faded. He had left us, he plunged into other group of friends, whom he thought they are more important than us. We never realised that till something happened during the blessing trip to Penang Island that pissed us off. He and his group, so-called "10 buddies", enjoyed very much in taking pictures everywhere. However, as a friend of his, he didn't ask me to take picture with him at all. I intentionally walked past by them  while they took picture and tested how he would react to me. He didn't took a glance at me as if ignoring my existence. It mattered a lot to me. I felt very disappointed by his act. From the significant action he did, he obviously had forgotten us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, Yong Shun and Zhi How abruptly discussed what had happened to Johor Club, initially 10-guy club turned out to be 3 only!!! We wanted to look into the reason and some of us began to take action. During the study week, Zhi How wrote an one-page-length letter to M. The letter roughly described the status of Johor Club, the character used was based on JingYong novel, like 令狐冲,岳不群，林平之. He deliberately wrote in the form of metaphor because he didn't intend to slam him directly. Soon after he received the letter, we got his reply. We got furious for what he wrote to us because he just acted innocent and playing the goat in this matter. We defended ourselves by writing another letter to him. One night, he entered Zhi How's room in the sudden. He wanted to tell us the truth. We put our work aside, as we were studying then, and listened to his confession. He himself admitted that he left us and felt so sorry for making the Johor Club end up like this. We talked to each other for the whole night long, from there we only knew that we had wrongly blamed him. Then, everything was settled. We had found out the reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the last exam paper, I went back to my room. M left a message on my table when I was not around. The message went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"……等下不知有没有机会再遇到你。Send给我你出去的时间吧，我还能来找你一下，如果见不到了，在这里先跟你说声珍重啦！！！不会忘记认识你的日子的，绝对不会。&lt;br /&gt;最后：有缘再见啦！！&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                 From: M"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I was pretty touched to see this. At least he still remembered that I was going to leave on that day. But yet, I didn't notify him before I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After graduation, we had been back in Johor. It was learned that the so-called "10 buddies" was  going to visit us in Johor. How happy I was because I did miss my friends in KMPP. Among the "10 buddies", more than half of them are my best friends. They came to Johor, as the "landlord" of Johor, I should welcome them with my big arm. However, I didn't know when they would come. Reckoning that M would inform me, so I just waited for his call or sms. However, I was like fucking silly wait for nothing. M didn't tell me when they came. One day, I myself discovered that they had been in Johor, by the time I knew that, they would be going back to their respectively hometown on the next day. M treated us in this way as if he didn't want us to disturb their joyful trip, because I am not one of their "1o buddies". M didn't inform Zhi How and Yong Shun as well. Nonetheless, they did ask someone who they even don't know to come out. I shall not mention who is the "someone", but I am 100% sure the "someone" I refer here NEVER talk to them, yet they still asked "someone" out. As an up-to-good friend of them, they didn't ask me out at all. Same goes to Yong Shun and Zhi How. You may say I am sour grapes, whatever. We are inflamed with anger after we learn that. There must be something wrong in this matter, M means to do this to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Particularly to M, you once again have let us down. Whatever you do we will just ignore you. Thanks for being my friend in the past, I will completely delete the wonderful memory etched in my mind, forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: You may treat this post as rubbish. The purpose I publish this post is just want to vent my anger over my friend. Don't get offended if you read this, because it only aims at the person namely "M". I bet he will not read my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-802203410771567987?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/802203410771567987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=802203410771567987&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/802203410771567987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/802203410771567987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-detest-you-yes-its-you.html' title='I DETEST YOU!!! YES, IT&apos;S YOU!!!'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-7717076468067978721</id><published>2009-05-03T12:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:08:51.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally 13179'/><title type='text'>Xue Mei' birthday. The hours of joy we shared.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0cxdctecI/AAAAAAAAAIo/S3DETXsiaA0/s1600-h/IMG_2435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0cxdctecI/AAAAAAAAAIo/S3DETXsiaA0/s400/IMG_2435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331449169920752066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st of May 2008, it was a day filled with the happiness and excitement, our xueji gathering again!! I had been looking forward for this day to come, as I know gathering with xueji would always turn out to be unexpectedly awesome. Our gathering was set in Senggarang, Batu Pahat. It is where Xue Mei stays. The reason we went to her house was to celebrate her 19th birthday. This is the last birthday she has in Malaysia before she will be going to Japan next year. As her best friends like us, of course we wouldn't miss this golden opportunity. It had been long time we separated apart , finally the time had again brought us together. It was lucky that Xue Mei's birthday fell on weekend, the day before Labour Day. Therefore, everyone was in holiday and was able to attend Xue Mei's birthday celebration. There were nine of us, me, Yi Sheng, Shu Feng, Xiao Wei, Ellyn, Ning Xin, Ke Shan and Qiao Ling. Although it was just nine people of us, our noise intensity was on par with 30 people's noise, due to the existence of Shu Feng, Xiao Wei and Qiao Ling. Thanks to this gathering we had, now I only notice all xueji are alcoholic. swt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, Yi Sheng , Shu Feng and I set off from Larkin bus station. Owing to the public holiday, it was a crowd low and down. The bus station was completely flooded with the foreign workers. Oh my god. I wonder if they(foreign worker) did take bath, because there was an unpleasant smell whenever they got near to me. We intended to buy the bus ticket of time 12pm, but there was no more vacancy. Without any choice available, we bought 1pm one. Shu Feng reached there not long after. While waiting upon the arrival of bus, we found a place to sit in food court, and chit-chatted. We shared many topics, like Yi Sheng China's trip, Shu Feng's hostel lifestyle and my plan after matrix. Time went by, finally our bus had come. We continued our talk in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1hour30minutes was pretty short if we filled every seconds with talk. We stopped at The Summit, a shopping mall in Batu Pahat. Meanwhile there was a fashion show running inside the shopping mall, every corner we could see the crowd. We intentionally didn't inform Xue Mei about our arrival, because we wanted to buy present. We came to a decision to give her a mini skirt, as everyone knew skirt is her dead point. We were so eager to change her current dress style which was manly and so-called TB. Besides that she is going to Japan, she should dress kawaii-ly so that she wouldn't be discriminated by the kawaii Japanese girl there. Hahahaha...After a short shopping, we met Xue Mei and others. We were famished to death then, so we grab our meal in Pizza Hut.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0cxiR00oI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rVFbeE09584/s1600-h/IMG_2288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0cxiR00oI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rVFbeE09584/s400/IMG_2288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331449171217273474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what we ordered. The picture shows only one, but actually we had 2 pizzas. They couldn't finish, so I was very "kindful" to help them finish up all. As a result I was very full like my stomach going to burst. I shall comment something about the service, it was extremely lousy I had ever seen. We asked for the chili sauce, until we had already finished, they still not yet gave us one. When we wanted to pay, no any waiter came to show us the bill. We ended up footing the bill ourselves. This kind of service left us a bad impression, and I won't come again. While eating, we saw many xuejis passing by us at regular intervals.  Frankly most of them I am not familiar with, except Li Jia and Michelle. Huh...it was such a small world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having lunch, we went to a karaoke box. What I could say was that Neway after all is the best place for singing K. The songs available were kinda outdated. Nevertheless we still enjoyed the moment singing together, especially singing to our memorable songs for example our story, 魔力,一起开始旅程and一个像夏天. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0cyUQhy3I/AAAAAAAAAJI/rWWuAgbylVQ/s1600-h/IMG_2301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0cyUQhy3I/AAAAAAAAAJI/rWWuAgbylVQ/s400/IMG_2301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331449184633604978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                            Me and Jia Yong.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0cyExtBOI/AAAAAAAAAJA/fph0Qkjt9T8/s1600-h/IMG_2296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0cyExtBOI/AAAAAAAAAJA/fph0Qkjt9T8/s400/IMG_2296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331449180477785314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                         Xiao Wei and me&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0cx3wpDoI/AAAAAAAAAI4/wXorkdAqing/s1600-h/IMG_2292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0cx3wpDoI/AAAAAAAAAI4/wXorkdAqing/s400/IMG_2292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331449176983670402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ning Xin and Shu Fen. They looked like having the talk-show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0wwxZ0hxI/AAAAAAAAAJg/oeV__i3fVAs/s1600-h/IMG_2306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0wwxZ0hxI/AAAAAAAAAJg/oeV__i3fVAs/s400/IMG_2306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331471148330026770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took this picture without her knowledge. See she has the nice figure line. Wakakaka&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0ww4yPp9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/xCzkGEmtmSs/s1600-h/IMG_2305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0ww4yPp9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/xCzkGEmtmSs/s400/IMG_2305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331471150311516114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If Xiao Wei see this picture, it will get on her nerve again. Haha...rounded face with an octopus-like mouth. I purposely zoomed up her face so that this picture looked more funny.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0wwqUv0tI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_kUrdnh4uWE/s1600-h/IMG_2309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0wwqUv0tI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_kUrdnh4uWE/s400/IMG_2309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331471146429698770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            Do not disturb me. I was entranced in singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0wwpmIcUI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/zFPiFFsI3Iw/s1600-h/IMG_2327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0wwpmIcUI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/zFPiFFsI3Iw/s400/IMG_2327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331471146234179906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                            Yo...xueji!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0wxBiFb2I/AAAAAAAAAJw/kg4JVeN7Y_E/s1600-h/IMG_2329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0wxBiFb2I/AAAAAAAAAJw/kg4JVeN7Y_E/s400/IMG_2329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331471152659656546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                Again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0y0_ur2nI/AAAAAAAAAKI/_WtTuAXoGY8/s1600-h/P1080580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0y0_ur2nI/AAAAAAAAAKI/_WtTuAXoGY8/s400/P1080580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331473419918367346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0y0sxqCGI/AAAAAAAAAKA/gT_Smqeox40/s1600-h/IMG_2333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0y0sxqCGI/AAAAAAAAAKA/gT_Smqeox40/s400/IMG_2333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331473414830557282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;            Everyone was in Xue Mei's car. We never missed a moment without taking picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0y0bEDWJI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/CI1ZWQSgw8I/s1600-h/IMG_2330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0y0bEDWJI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/CI1ZWQSgw8I/s400/IMG_2330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331473410075875474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our dinner in Japanese Steamboat. It is unlike the ordinary steamboat, like many people sitting in a round table and sharing a steamboat. Every individual has its own one. It was very special as I never had been trying this kind of steamboat. I like it very much for the advantage of hygiene. Imagine if many people share a steamboat, you are not only eating the food but also the saliva of other people. Hahaha...this Japanese Steamboat is suitable for you if you are very particular on hygiene. The food is rotated around us, what you want to eat just directly pick from the spinner. You don't have to walk around the shop to choose your favourite food, sitting down and picking your food when they approach to you will do. It resembles the Japanese Sushi, the difference is that you should cook the food you pick in your own steamboat before you eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0y04j_YHI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ztIUaU6wl8o/s1600-h/IMG_2337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0y04j_YHI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ztIUaU6wl8o/s400/IMG_2337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331473417994461298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                        This is how it looks.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0y1DXZqKI/AAAAAAAAAKY/hX6m6y4va00/s1600-h/IMG_2345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0y1DXZqKI/AAAAAAAAAKY/hX6m6y4va00/s400/IMG_2345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331473420894447778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    You can see our food is congested on the table. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf04U1Dqg3I/AAAAAAAAAKw/TzdNDbWl7vY/s1600-h/IMG_2346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf04U1Dqg3I/AAAAAAAAAKw/TzdNDbWl7vY/s400/IMG_2346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331479464367522674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellyn, Ning Xin, Ke Shan and Xiao Wei. They were showing off their food, except Xiao Wei was busy eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf04U-6G5oI/AAAAAAAAAKo/gKgSTlK2O-A/s1600-h/IMG_2344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf04U-6G5oI/AAAAAAAAAKo/gKgSTlK2O-A/s400/IMG_2344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331479467011794562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my steamboat, tom yam soup. Yummy!!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf04VEvQ6RI/AAAAAAAAAK4/RWV9vQ5zIMI/s1600-h/IMG_2351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf04VEvQ6RI/AAAAAAAAAK4/RWV9vQ5zIMI/s400/IMG_2351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331479468576925970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yum Seng!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf04UtG82-I/AAAAAAAAAKg/Atmd14u2IK8/s1600-h/IMG_2341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf04UtG82-I/AAAAAAAAAKg/Atmd14u2IK8/s400/IMG_2341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331479462233824226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xue Mei, what are you doing? Hahaha...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf04VZJC2bI/AAAAAAAAALA/esyXfQbsiCg/s1600-h/IMG_2359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf04VZJC2bI/AAAAAAAAALA/esyXfQbsiCg/s400/IMG_2359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331479474053765554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our ice-cream, quite delicious. We were feeding each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf06BGVxgsI/AAAAAAAAALI/wFJrxdEZxPI/s1600-h/IMG_2361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf06BGVxgsI/AAAAAAAAALI/wFJrxdEZxPI/s400/IMG_2361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331481324432753346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                        "WOW!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had sat in the shop for almost 2 hours. Besides eating, we talked to each other in a high voice. No doubt other people were annoyed by our noise we made. Nonetheless we didn't care how other looked at us, we carried on our talk with jokes. Qiao Ling told many jokes making us laugh without controlled. She is indeed a good joker. The entire shop was filled with our noise and laughter, even the waitress could not stand with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we went back to Xue Mei's house. Her house is located in a deserted place, with the trees and bushes around. It is hard to find an entertainment around her house because besides tress there is nothing else. However, it is a good place to getaway. The air is fresh and surrounding is tranquil and cool. I am fed up with the hustle and bustle of city life and hot weather. Xue Mei has a very big family, all are friendly giving us a warm welcome to her house. Her father is very big-hearted as he fetched us all the time. Her mother is a good cook and she prepared many home-style dishes to us. Her cousins are cute and obedient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played, we talked, we drink. These were what we did in her house. Xue Mei served us with a bunch of red wine and beer. That is what I mention as above, all xueji are alcoholic, now I only witnessed how capable they could drink. Xiao Wei came up with an idea to suggest a game for us. All of us were given a poker card, firstly we were not allowed to see our card, only could show to other people to see what number we got. And then, we put the card back on the ground, we still not yet knew what were our number. We poured the beer into a glass, depend how much you wanted to pour. Those who got the smallest number would drink this glass of beer as the punishment. So if you were very sure your number ain't the smallest, you could pour as much as you can. But sometime it might turn out to be backfired, those pouring the most ended up in drinking the beer. This was the interesting past of the game. Qiao Ling was the biggest loser in the night, because she drank three glasses of beer, second was Xiao Wei, followed by me, Ning Xin, Ellyn, Keshan, Shu Feng and Xue Mei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf06BMKGVxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ddGu3wglk_Q/s1600-h/IMG_2382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf06BMKGVxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ddGu3wglk_Q/s400/IMG_2382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331481325994399506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Red wine!! Red wine is a very special liquor, because the more you drink, you will get addicted to it and carried away.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf06BeprJ3I/AAAAAAAAALg/DAUR4J4uIJk/s1600-h/IMG_2388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf06BeprJ3I/AAAAAAAAALg/DAUR4J4uIJk/s400/IMG_2388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331481330958673778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ning Xin and Qiao Ling seemed to be drunk.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf06BXsx3YI/AAAAAAAAALY/ApL8V1j7_ak/s1600-h/IMG_2384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf06BXsx3YI/AAAAAAAAALY/ApL8V1j7_ak/s400/IMG_2384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331481329092648322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xiao Wei and Yi Sheng were doing wedlock wine.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf06BhR_pZI/AAAAAAAAALo/i-9FmG5Xw1E/s1600-h/IMG_2389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf06BhR_pZI/AAAAAAAAALo/i-9FmG5Xw1E/s400/IMG_2389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331481331664659858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did I look sexy with my leg lifting up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1GF41FuZI/AAAAAAAAAMI/e66SAzYMEAA/s1600-h/IMG_2394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1GF41FuZI/AAAAAAAAAMI/e66SAzYMEAA/s400/IMG_2394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331494600844884370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheers!! My eyes looked like a pervert, having secretly put the drug into Xiao Wei's wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1GFuzv2ZI/AAAAAAAAAMA/cDdCFM9fMY4/s1600-h/P1080609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1GFuzv2ZI/AAAAAAAAAMA/cDdCFM9fMY4/s400/P1080609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331494598154901906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh my god. My turn to face the punishment, but I was not drunk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1GFl4rQ5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/wAgVcT5Lptc/s1600-h/IMG_2401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1GFl4rQ5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/wAgVcT5Lptc/s400/IMG_2401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331494595759653778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xiao Wei was being punished. This was the second glass she drank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1GFeKngNI/AAAAAAAAALw/8N1tSeGsj-8/s1600-h/IMG_2398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1GFeKngNI/AAAAAAAAALw/8N1tSeGsj-8/s400/IMG_2398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331494593687421138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Same goes to Ning Xin. They are girls but very good in drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clock hit 12am, finally it was 2nd of May, Xue Mei's birthday. She kept asking us for singing the birthday song for her, but we deliberately declined to her demand, because we intended to give her a surprise. Her former schoolmates would come to her with a birthday cake in his ignorance. Therefore we acted like nothing was going to happen, like the celebration for her. When the time was right, we gave the hint to her friends to come in. Someone switched off the light, and then the cake with the candle lighted up emerged. Xue Mei was completely startled to see those friends because she didn't expect they come. They themselves had agreed to go out in the next morning, but they came earlier to give her a prior celebration. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1Htllt0NI/AAAAAAAAAMw/kOv4WyxSMHU/s1600-h/IMG_2410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1Htllt0NI/AAAAAAAAAMw/kOv4WyxSMHU/s400/IMG_2410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331496382386524370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xue Mei posed with her birthday cake. As usual, she made 3 wishes. The first wish is that she vows to enter University of Tokyo, second wish is that....(I forgot already), third wish she kept in her heart. After she blew out the candles, I inserted the candle into depth and she had to take it out using her mouth. When she was bitting the candle, I pushed her head toward the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1HtViGf2I/AAAAAAAAAMo/xn52JngyghI/s1600-h/IMG_2411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1HtViGf2I/AAAAAAAAAMo/xn52JngyghI/s400/IMG_2411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331496378076397410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her face ended up like this!! Hahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the culprit always doesn't have a good ending. The culprit referred was me. Xue Mei  took her revenge by taking a piece of cake and smeared over my face. She acted as fast as lightning that I couldn't resist. WTF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1HtFCgdRI/AAAAAAAAAMg/9etwCmRjDBQ/s1600-h/P1080620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1HtFCgdRI/AAAAAAAAAMg/9etwCmRjDBQ/s400/P1080620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331496373648913682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How pity I was....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody took turn to take bath. As we were fresh and clean, somehow we felt sleepy already. Originally we wanted to play till the breaking dawn, but everyone couldn't resist the sleep god. So, we started to sleep &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1Hs7LSjBI/AAAAAAAAAMY/cUNoRrUJxyQ/s1600-h/IMG_2414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1Hs7LSjBI/AAAAAAAAAMY/cUNoRrUJxyQ/s400/IMG_2414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331496371001396242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All were sleeping soundly already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1HsnlImAI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/DYZ6lt67cj0/s1600-h/IMG_2416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1HsnlImAI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/DYZ6lt67cj0/s400/IMG_2416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331496365741086722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1NK_lWvcI/AAAAAAAAANI/sW9f8KNsyyc/s1600-h/IMG_2417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1NK_lWvcI/AAAAAAAAANI/sW9f8KNsyyc/s400/IMG_2417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331502385138679234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1NKnzVTsI/AAAAAAAAANA/-35yi7LthQI/s1600-h/IMG_2418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1NKnzVTsI/AAAAAAAAANA/-35yi7LthQI/s400/IMG_2418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331502378754854594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What?! I was hugging bear bear?? No &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;, because I didn't have pillow, so I used this bear bear as my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1NKsdJK2I/AAAAAAAAAM4/IpOR5WZ5WAY/s1600-h/IMG_2419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1NKsdJK2I/AAAAAAAAAM4/IpOR5WZ5WAY/s400/IMG_2419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331502380003961698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was morning. Everyone woke up. We had our breakfast prepared by Xue Mei's mum. The dishes were delicious.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1N_-azmCI/AAAAAAAAANw/7xI2tdXDhnA/s1600-h/IMG_2429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1N_-azmCI/AAAAAAAAANw/7xI2tdXDhnA/s400/IMG_2429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331503295359064098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and Ellyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1N_tcUAZI/AAAAAAAAANo/WeHxpLXVeVk/s1600-h/IMG_2425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1N_tcUAZI/AAAAAAAAANo/WeHxpLXVeVk/s400/IMG_2425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331503290801979794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeap Yew Ming, Yap Siau Wei, Yap Ke Shan. We are "Yap" family. Typically those surname with Yap are slim, don't belive you can see us. (ps: I was sneezing. XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1N_AZ3k2I/AAAAAAAAANY/42CT2MVVHrQ/s1600-h/IMG_2423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1N_AZ3k2I/AAAAAAAAANY/42CT2MVVHrQ/s400/IMG_2423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331503278712132450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Siau Wei, Qiao Ling and me.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1N_WYgjNI/AAAAAAAAANg/0A8XnykzRZI/s1600-h/IMG_2424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1N_WYgjNI/AAAAAAAAANg/0A8XnykzRZI/s400/IMG_2424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331503284612009170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh my god!!! Xue Mei wore skirt!!! It was once in a blue moon we saw her wear skirt. Finally she casted off her manly dress style. Leng lui ooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1PiuVTWEI/AAAAAAAAAN4/lrbUwg1HgWE/s1600-h/IMG_2434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1PiuVTWEI/AAAAAAAAAN4/lrbUwg1HgWE/s400/IMG_2434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331504991848060994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Waseh&lt;/span&gt;!! Xue Mei first time wore skirt, of course I couldn't miss the nice shot. Does it look like "Prince and Princess"? Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1QPZVj8oI/AAAAAAAAAOY/j_IVBhOmMdw/s1600-h/IMG_2436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1QPZVj8oI/AAAAAAAAAOY/j_IVBhOmMdw/s400/IMG_2436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331505759306117762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like retarded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1QPO91V5I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Y3n54MsQlHQ/s1600-h/IMG_2437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1QPO91V5I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Y3n54MsQlHQ/s400/IMG_2437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331505756522239890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Innocent look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1QOyXrP5I/AAAAAAAAAOI/P807pNPkR0g/s1600-h/IMG_2439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1QOyXrP5I/AAAAAAAAAOI/P807pNPkR0g/s400/IMG_2439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331505748846002066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lelong lelong...who want to buy handphone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1QO9VChHI/AAAAAAAAAOA/sdJ2VD1Q1kU/s1600-h/IMG_2441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf1QO9VChHI/AAAAAAAAAOA/sdJ2VD1Q1kU/s400/IMG_2441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331505751787734130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do not get near to us...we wouldn't be sorry for you!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-7717076468067978721?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/7717076468067978721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=7717076468067978721&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/7717076468067978721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/7717076468067978721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/05/xue-mei-birthday-hours-of-joy-we-shared.html' title='Xue Mei&apos; birthday. The hours of joy we shared.'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sf0cxdctecI/AAAAAAAAAIo/S3DETXsiaA0/s72-c/IMG_2435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-5465452067710270701</id><published>2009-04-30T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:09:27.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally 13179'/><title type='text'>Thank you very much, Pei Pei!!!</title><content type='html'>Pei Pei is my best friend in xueji.&lt;br /&gt;Today, she treated us a hearty dinner.&lt;br /&gt;She is so nice to five of us (Shu Fang, Zheng Hui, Xiao Ting, Yi Sheng).&lt;br /&gt;Our dinner was set in City Square Stonegrill Sizzling.&lt;br /&gt;This was the dish that I had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SfnCXP_VL0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/t-x6QgrmQVY/s1600-h/DSC01201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SfnCXP_VL0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/t-x6QgrmQVY/s400/DSC01201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330505338654633794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stonegrilled Chicken.&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately delicious I can say!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SfnD3vu4TpI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Vj3z0vMqm-Q/s1600-h/DSC01203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SfnD3vu4TpI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Vj3z0vMqm-Q/s400/DSC01203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330506996443008658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It costs RM 20 something.&lt;br /&gt;Mine one was not expensive compared to others.&lt;br /&gt;Xiao Ting's Stonegrilled Ostrich was the most expensive, RM30.&lt;br /&gt;WOW...it really blew a big hole in Pei Pei's pocket.&lt;br /&gt;But this seemed to be not a big deal for Pei Pei.&lt;br /&gt;She is so big-hearted. Haha...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SfnEHRHKUSI/AAAAAAAAAII/NIClHqk0s2s/s1600-h/DSC01205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SfnEHRHKUSI/AAAAAAAAAII/NIClHqk0s2s/s400/DSC01205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330507263101260066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone couldn't wait to grab their meal.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Xiao Ting was busy taking picture. Nobody wanna entertain her, because the food placing in front was more important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SfnEHzw6KiI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cOt5hwicp_U/s1600-h/DSC01207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SfnEHzw6KiI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cOt5hwicp_U/s400/DSC01207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330507272403167778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We both were shooting each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the sumptuous dinner we had,&lt;br /&gt;we headed towards Danga Bay.&lt;br /&gt;If I am not mistaken, it has been 1 year I never go there.&lt;br /&gt;Danga Bay is the favourite spot of couple because it sits along the seaside,&lt;br /&gt;therefore the ambiance there is so romantic that it is suitable for dating.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, this place is notorious for the criminal, like snatching.&lt;br /&gt;That is the reason I don't like go there.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless it is a good place for the friends like us to have fun together.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SfnG928htJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/zyr1aAdHAAk/s1600-h/DSC01210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SfnG928htJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/zyr1aAdHAAk/s400/DSC01210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330510399993394322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were taking many pictures.&lt;br /&gt;however my handphone only stores this one.&lt;br /&gt;Our pose like acting cool, but I think I ain't cool at all. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many facilities, for example mini Zoo, mini Theme Park, mini playground.&lt;br /&gt;All are very MINI.&lt;br /&gt;The rides available there seem to be not very thrilling,&lt;br /&gt;we only played the spinner,it costs us RM10 some more.&lt;br /&gt;Argh...damn expensive.&lt;br /&gt;And then, we entered the zoo, the ticket price was RM10, too.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't expect the animals inside the zoo were adorable,&lt;br /&gt;but the reality proved our expectation was totally wrong.&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting animal we had seen was the turkey.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever any passerby passed by their cage, they would cackle.&lt;br /&gt;They sounded like an old lady with all her teeth dropped laughing.Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, what we found it amusing was that they would cackle together at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;We kept giving them the shock so that they released the funny sound.&lt;br /&gt;How bad we are!!&lt;br /&gt;Another things that attracted our attention was elephant.&lt;br /&gt;Its pen*s was  incredibly HUGE.&lt;br /&gt;It  kept shaking his pen*s, like showed off to us that "see how big I have". Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Beh tahan~&lt;br /&gt;Yi Sheng took its picture, an auntie came to us to inquire for the picture.&lt;br /&gt;She looked very interested in the animal's private part. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, tomorrow I will be going to Batu Pahat to celebrate Xue Mei's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;It is going to be an exciting moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-5465452067710270701?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/5465452067710270701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=5465452067710270701&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/5465452067710270701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/5465452067710270701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-you-very-much-pei-pei.html' title='Thank you very much, Pei Pei!!!'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SfnCXP_VL0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/t-x6QgrmQVY/s72-c/DSC01201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-5073382984200563932</id><published>2009-04-29T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:23:11.798+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally crap'/><title type='text'>Driving lesson</title><content type='html'>Finally today I attended my first driving lesson.&lt;br /&gt;The lesson was quite pleased, without any big problems.&lt;br /&gt;This time I have changed a new trainer,&lt;br /&gt;because I loathe my previous one.&lt;br /&gt;He likes to use the "aggravating' words,&lt;br /&gt;for instance, "why you think so simple only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;?? Use brain &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;!!"&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand with such impatient trainer.&lt;br /&gt;I desperately need a very very patient trainer because I know I tend to make the mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;That is how I learn, learning from the mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;What's more is that he doesn't allow me to ask questions.&lt;br /&gt;Once I ask, he would say I being rude or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;I could not bear with him anymore, immediately I inquire for the trainer adjustment.&lt;br /&gt;So, this time, the trainer I get is much better than before.&lt;br /&gt;I made pretty much mistakes, like misfire,&lt;br /&gt;but everything was quite smooth.&lt;br /&gt;This is the very first time I drive on the main road,&lt;br /&gt;at first I felt very nervous, because I never encounter so many cars, I mean when I myself control the car.&lt;br /&gt;I was trembling initially when I started engine.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly by slowly I leaned to get use to it.&lt;br /&gt;After 1hour half lesson, my clothes were wet already, because I kept sweating as my trainer rebuked me. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;There are 5 more lessons to go,&lt;br /&gt;hope I can successfully get my driving license.&lt;br /&gt;JIA YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-5073382984200563932?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/5073382984200563932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=5073382984200563932&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/5073382984200563932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/5073382984200563932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/04/driving-lesson.html' title='Driving lesson'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-150163006201062592</id><published>2009-04-27T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:23:22.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally KMPP'/><title type='text'>Unleash my voice!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SfWtJE4rYEI/AAAAAAAAAHY/WdwJmRA8jcA/s1600-h/DSC01200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SfWtJE4rYEI/AAAAAAAAAHY/WdwJmRA8jcA/s400/DSC01200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329356105504743490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Friday, Jia Hui, Penny and I went to City Square.&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time we went out after we had been in Johor Bahru.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we went singing K!!&lt;br /&gt;That is our only favourite when we go to CS.&lt;br /&gt;Since it was quite a long time I haven't unleash my powerful voice,&lt;br /&gt;somehow I felt so awkward to sing very well.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...but we were kinda enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;Now only I notice JiaHui's voice is quite good.&lt;br /&gt;haha...don't judge the book by its cover, it says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we finished singing, we met YongShun and ZhiHow.&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty startled to see the changes in YongShun.&lt;br /&gt;I never see him with short hair-cut.&lt;br /&gt;He has changed his hairstyle, looked even smarter than before.&lt;br /&gt;Although I didn't see him for just a few days,&lt;br /&gt;his fresh new changes made me feel like it had been a long time since I last saw him.&lt;br /&gt;For ZhiHow, no so much difference...haha!!&lt;br /&gt;They were quite weird on that day, because they didn't talk much as they used to be.&lt;br /&gt;They seemed to have kept something from me.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to find out but in vain.&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later then, we watched movie "Fast and Furious 4".&lt;br /&gt;I nearly fell asleep at the intervals.&lt;br /&gt;But overall the movie was quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;I like the racing car they drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is going to be an eventful week.&lt;br /&gt;I will start learning to drive soon.&lt;br /&gt;1st of May I am going to Batu Pahat to celebrate XueMei's bday.&lt;br /&gt;Finally it is our xueji time!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the day to come.&lt;div 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voice!!!!'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SfWtJE4rYEI/AAAAAAAAAHY/WdwJmRA8jcA/s72-c/DSC01200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-1376811662677556691</id><published>2009-04-22T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:13:31.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally crap'/><title type='text'>Emptiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Se9IQHdvpBI/AAAAAAAAAGg/jr5Kcu36vMg/s1600-h/182088969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Se9IQHdvpBI/AAAAAAAAAGg/jr5Kcu36vMg/s320/182088969.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327556325921498130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's another boring day...&lt;br /&gt;Since I officially graduated few days ago,&lt;br /&gt;the emotional emptiness keeps flooding into my soul.&lt;br /&gt;Every morning I wake up, I feel very mixed-up about my current life.&lt;br /&gt;What should I do to kill my leisure time?&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what can I do,&lt;br /&gt;it has been few days past, yet there are still 2 months I have to go through in this routine.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of part-time job?&lt;br /&gt;But wait, who want to employ for just the 2-month-job?&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, for now I don't have the passion and spirit to work, working is tiring.&lt;br /&gt;When I switch on my laptop,&lt;br /&gt;the first thing I would do is logging on to youtube.com.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday there are many interesting video coming up,&lt;br /&gt;like recently I always keep on track of Susan Boyle.&lt;br /&gt;This women suddenly spring up in the youtube and gains her fame rapidly overnight.&lt;br /&gt;She is one of the contestant of Britain Got Talent.&lt;br /&gt;She never kisses or even touch a man, maybe because of her ugly look.&lt;br /&gt;Initially no one look up on her, including the judges, in the first sight.&lt;br /&gt;But when she opens her mouth and starts singing,&lt;br /&gt;all the audience are so mesmerized by voice and give the standing ovation.&lt;br /&gt;She is fantastic!!!&lt;br /&gt;I am very touched by her performance,&lt;br /&gt;she is so brave without caring about how the way other people looking on her,&lt;br /&gt;she just sings out with her native talent.&lt;br /&gt;You should watch the video yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to the topic.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of learning some cooking skills from my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I have no doubt in the way my mother cook, she is the best cook in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I left home studying in Penang,&lt;br /&gt;I desperately missed every dishes made by my mother.&lt;br /&gt;Penang is the food paradise, and I have had the most famous foods there,&lt;br /&gt;but still I think mother's is the best.&lt;br /&gt;So, I cannot miss this opportunity, especially now I'm very free everyday.&lt;br /&gt;As I know I am getting older, I should learn this for the sake of future.&lt;br /&gt;One day if I am alone in the house, at least I can cook some dishes for myself.&lt;br /&gt;No more maggi mee and fried egg, I'm getting pissed of them already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My interest on learning Japanese grows ever since I start watching Japanese Drama.&lt;br /&gt;When I enter university the first foreign language I want to enroll is Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;Without wasting the free time I have, I want to learn the basic first.&lt;br /&gt;Xue Mei is my Japanese teacher, because she teaches me many everyday-Japanese-words.&lt;br /&gt;I got to learn more from her.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-1376811662677556691?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/1376811662677556691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=1376811662677556691&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/1376811662677556691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/1376811662677556691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/04/emptiness.html' title='Emptiness'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Se9IQHdvpBI/AAAAAAAAAGg/jr5Kcu36vMg/s72-c/182088969.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-6690377495118978335</id><published>2009-04-21T16:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:06:51.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally KMPP'/><title type='text'>Thanks for the memory - dedication version</title><content type='html'>Special thanks to my friends in KMPP.&lt;br /&gt;My memory is a fruitful and sweet one,&lt;br /&gt;because of you as my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate friends more than everything,&lt;br /&gt;from there I learn to be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;The world has one hundred billion people,&lt;br /&gt;knowing you as my friend is such a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Johor gang:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Yong Shun, Keat Thiam, Jun Yi, Rui Shuang, Hui Xian, Yee Cher, Shu Wen, Emily, Yu Chuan, Zhi How, Xiao Ming, Heng Yap, Jie Sheng, Bei Bei,  Jia Hui, Penny, Li Fen and other Johorean whom I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Perak gang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;James, Yen Teng, Chia Ming, Yee Jing, Qiu Jun, Song Dwo and others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kulilah-mate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Chuan Onn, Ee San, Pooi Mun, Lishan, Hao En, Yan Qiu, Kishva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practicum-mate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Nabila, Fariza, Afiqah, Aisyah, Atiqa, Juliana, Amirah, Hidayah, Fasihah, Azrin, Rusydi, Syed, Syamin, Hafizu, Munzir, Syakiron, Ariff, Zaki, Akmal, Ikhwan, Haniff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under-one-roof&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Wei Chean, Eric, Tai Pang, Ah Chuan, Syazwan, Izzul, Fitri, Aiman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roommates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Amiru, Izzat and Fadli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation Week Group10:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Yao Bing, Rong Bing, Jin Neng, May Kee, Chu Xuan, Ah Chun, Ying Chao and others .(many I forgot already :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year Fiesta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Ting Yik, KY, Tai Pang, Shi Ting, Hui Yee, Mei Wei, Pei Wei, Zi Shuang, Yee Ching, Bei Bei, Pei Li and other Exhibition Department.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Swimming Club:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Yan Feng, Jong Bing, Sze Xing, Xiao Ke Ai, Wei Chean and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;10 xiong di:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Xiao Ming, Keat Theam, Shang Jing, Sze Xing, Xiao Ke Ai, Jiao Jiao, Jie Sheng, Wei Chun, Kang Xiang, Tai Pang&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Wei Ying, Hui Min, Guan Zhi, Zao Cin, Teik Chew, Ah Boy, Wilson, Yao Bang, Ah Lai, Patrik, Ezri, Lawrence, Danny, Sin Yong, Wei Loon, Wei Siang, Chun Yik, Wen Jian, Ashwini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I'm sorry if I leave out your name....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-6690377495118978335?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/6690377495118978335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-2510246654729421614</id><published>2009-04-19T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:07:21.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally KMPP'/><title type='text'>Thanks for the memory - pictures version</title><content type='html'>Pictures speak thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;It is the best story teller, and it captures down the wonderful moments we have.&lt;br /&gt;My story in KMPP is the interesting one,&lt;br /&gt;so here are the pictures, which I think very meaningful when I look back.&lt;br /&gt;The sequence follows the time I went by, from the start I entered KMPP until the graduation.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy~&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SesuTYp66QI/AAAAAAAAABY/zYiyN1KhfEQ/s1600-h/DSC00213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SesuTYp66QI/AAAAAAAAABY/zYiyN1KhfEQ/s320/DSC00213.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326401894866413826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the very first picture I took during the closing ceremony of orientation week. We were in the Dewan Millenium. From front: Yu Chuan, Jun Hong, Si Xing, Keat Theam and me. My head was still bald then, haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SesvpAS9nQI/AAAAAAAAABg/q7gkmNHx0Hk/s1600-h/DSC00204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SesvpAS9nQI/AAAAAAAAABg/q7gkmNHx0Hk/s320/DSC00204.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326403365796420866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The photographing session. I think this is the only one picture of my praticum. We were wearing  blazer and everyone looked super duper cool. You can see all our poses, pattern more than badminton.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SesvpD2TuuI/AAAAAAAAABo/Mcbo9STGFzY/s1600-h/DSC00354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SesvpD2TuuI/AAAAAAAAABo/Mcbo9STGFzY/s320/DSC00354.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326403366749977314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the scene in my lecture hall. The entire row of the people did rather sleep than listening to the lecture. I still remember it was the physics lecture in first semester. That lecturer was famous for his hypnotizing skill. Honestly, I often sleep in his lecture as well. LOL.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sesvpb7i4eI/AAAAAAAAABw/TSryV7Shq-A/s1600-h/DSC00238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Sesvpb7i4eI/AAAAAAAAABw/TSryV7Shq-A/s320/DSC00238.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326403373214392802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The people in my lecture hall. There were many at the beginning, but this phenomenon did not last long. Everyone started skipping lecture, who was to be blamed?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SesvpmBldhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/S8A31Z2dCRw/s1600-h/DSC00484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SesvpmBldhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/S8A31Z2dCRw/s320/DSC00484.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326403375924082194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LARIAN KAKOM. The JOHOR CLUB we are!!! We were very united and never separated apart. Everyone dolled up to the respectively practicum theme. It was funny when we played the game, the losers were punished for being painted all over the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Ses0cklfVwI/AAAAAAAAADA/-1mFS7GEYSk/s1600-h/DSC00489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Ses0cklfVwI/AAAAAAAAADA/-1mFS7GEYSk/s320/DSC00489.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326408649757644546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They are my best friends, Zhi Hao and Yong Shun. We shared the excitement and despair all the time together. They were the only intimate Johor friends I have. Thanks for being my friends in the critical moment.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Ses0coU7VfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/qeb75Z7_RfA/s1600-h/DSC00503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Ses0coU7VfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/qeb75Z7_RfA/s320/DSC00503.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326408650761917938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were blowing the soap bubble at Gurney Drive. Did we look childish? It was fun in that night, we chatted till the roadside stall closed and still reluctant to leave.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Ses0cwIJ2NI/AAAAAAAAADI/OkXPMLyjKG4/s1600-h/DSC00531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Ses0cwIJ2NI/AAAAAAAAADI/OkXPMLyjKG4/s320/DSC00531.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326408652855826642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After we checked out from the hotel, we took this picture. Frankly, quite many of the people in the picture I don't know. Somehow we still could play together for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Ses4crv9V5I/AAAAAAAAADg/2Q-A8Khu1xo/s1600-h/IMG_1824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Ses4crv9V5I/AAAAAAAAADg/2Q-A8Khu1xo/s320/IMG_1824.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326413049727113106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yo, the JOHOR guys!! We were so close to each other. However, all the good things do not last long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Ses4ch-5U3I/AAAAAAAAADo/HtQ23MiS-Mo/s1600-h/DSC00868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Ses4ch-5U3I/AAAAAAAAADo/HtQ23MiS-Mo/s320/DSC00868.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326413047105409906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yeah!! This was the happiest moment we went through. It was the Hari Raya Fiesta. We deliberately wore the Baju Melayu in conjunction to the celebration. The JOHOR CLUB again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Ses4c8opw-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Z6mMgHwNg80/s1600-h/DSC00861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Ses4c8opw-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Z6mMgHwNg80/s320/DSC00861.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326413054259872738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Johorean with Miss Seah. She is such a lovely lecturer. We love her very much.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Ses4c6LSmLI/AAAAAAAAADw/TiCC207QNXY/s1600-h/DSC00798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Ses4c6LSmLI/AAAAAAAAADw/TiCC207QNXY/s320/DSC00798.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326413053599848626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha...JOHOR CLUBS again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Ses-bj3l9KI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rwnuDnykFGQ/s1600-h/DSC00853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Ses-bj3l9KI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rwnuDnykFGQ/s320/DSC00853.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326419627501548706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xiao Ming and Qi Feng. They WERE my good friends.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Ses_ON1to6I/AAAAAAAAAEI/I6xLDDppYmw/s1600-h/DSC00791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Ses_ON1to6I/AAAAAAAAAEI/I6xLDDppYmw/s320/DSC00791.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326420497761412002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chuan Onn, Ee San and me. They were my practicum mate, the only three Chinese. They both come from Perak. It is glad to have known them. They speak Cantonese to each other, this made me always don't understand what the heck they talking about. From there, I learned some simple everyday Cantonese words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Ses_OD5iSBI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/99qn5FekMqQ/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Ses_OD5iSBI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/99qn5FekMqQ/s320/Image035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326420495093090322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Johor Club first trip. We went to Genting Highland. This picture were taken after we played spaceshot.&lt;br /&gt;\&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Ses_OAVo9AI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Lkr_NSEGCjU/s1600-h/DSC00673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Ses_OAVo9AI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Lkr_NSEGCjU/s320/DSC00673.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326420494137226242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before we departed, we took this picture. My eyes were looking somewhere else, haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetBgipgVrI/AAAAAAAAAEw/D9adVtxzxLw/s1600-h/29112008%28040%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetBgipgVrI/AAAAAAAAAEw/D9adVtxzxLw/s320/29112008%28040%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326423011608254130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They are Johorean as well, but they are kind of  passive Johorean, as they seldom mixed with us. I am quite good with them, we always speak something ill about who we dislike. Haha.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Ses_ObW_3mI/AAAAAAAAAEo/uOqm1oGmp54/s1600-h/DSC01084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/Ses_ObW_3mI/AAAAAAAAAEo/uOqm1oGmp54/s320/DSC01084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326420501390679650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetBhO8fe1I/AAAAAAAAAFI/8BKFBg-737I/s1600-h/DSC01086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetBhO8fe1I/AAAAAAAAAFI/8BKFBg-737I/s320/DSC01086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326423023499049810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If I wouldn't tell you, you might think this is the sakura. Haha...how can the sakura survive in the hot climate of Malaysia? It was the blooming season in my college. All the tress surrounded the college were flowering at that period. The scenary was so incredibly breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetBgtLbO7I/AAAAAAAAAE4/XvdLg5ZXg3I/s1600-h/DSC00902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetBgtLbO7I/AAAAAAAAAE4/XvdLg5ZXg3I/s320/DSC00902.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326423014434880434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chinese New Year Fiesta. They were my group members, under exhibition department. They were funny. I liked to make joke of them, but they never got furious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetBg4JoMqI/AAAAAAAAAFA/XtbiD7U7zPk/s1600-h/DSC00897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetBg4JoMqI/AAAAAAAAAFA/XtbiD7U7zPk/s320/DSC00897.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326423017380131490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL. This picture is kinda hilarious. I was using the hell phone, maybe it could connect me to my late ancestors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetBhKaxkXI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/TfIYj_3x16E/s1600-h/DSC00013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetBhKaxkXI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/TfIYj_3x16E/s320/DSC00013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326423022283886962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My kuliah-mate. From left, How Enn, me, Ee San, Pooi Mun, Lishan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetFAwAUBhI/AAAAAAAAAFY/8K3-49plR9k/s1600-h/DSC01119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetFAwAUBhI/AAAAAAAAAFY/8K3-49plR9k/s320/DSC01119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326426863484274194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A very successful experiment. I forgot what experiment was that. But it was entrancing to see the result of the experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetFBMQtksI/AAAAAAAAAFg/iYjLSGzuUko/s1600-h/DSC01092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetFBMQtksI/AAAAAAAAAFg/iYjLSGzuUko/s320/DSC01092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326426871069250242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Johor guys with Michael. We were going to the blessing in a renowned temple. I was pretty disappointed to see this picture after few times. Someone just looked unwillingly to take picture with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetFBIcEK0I/AAAAAAAAAFo/OR47GI-ltbQ/s1600-h/DSC01101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetFBIcEK0I/AAAAAAAAAFo/OR47GI-ltbQ/s320/DSC01101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326426870043126594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After blessing, we proceeded to Gurney Mall. There standing a lecturer, Miss Teh. She sacrificed a lot for us. Thanks for a bunch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetFBO-owrI/AAAAAAAAAFw/M8LWA3sTGMc/s1600-h/DSC01145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetFBO-owrI/AAAAAAAAAFw/M8LWA3sTGMc/s320/DSC01145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326426871798743730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmm...those people again. It was the time when we went outing in Sungai Petani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetFBe5XPII/AAAAAAAAAF4/MgJjcAA_3CI/s1600-h/DSC01188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetFBe5XPII/AAAAAAAAAF4/MgJjcAA_3CI/s320/DSC01188.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326426876071591042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took this picture with Miss Seah and Mdm Wong. They are the fabulous lecturer in KMPP.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetHS3tuPZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZkdVpuSg8rU/s1600-h/DSC00067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetHS3tuPZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZkdVpuSg8rU/s320/DSC00067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326429373814685074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetHS-hKE9I/AAAAAAAAAGI/RJIFr3r6U2U/s1600-h/DSC00068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetHS-hKE9I/AAAAAAAAAGI/RJIFr3r6U2U/s320/DSC00068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326429375641031634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My practicum with physics lecturer, Mdm Tan. Once again I wore Baju Melayu.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetHTHe7Q4I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/FWR8hEAld3Y/s1600-h/DSC01189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetHTHe7Q4I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/FWR8hEAld3Y/s320/DSC01189.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326429378047591298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mdm Tan, my physics lecturer. I always approached to her when I found any problems in my study. She is superb in physics. She helped me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetHTAmIRBI/AAAAAAAAAGY/jPtM4FQ8SwU/s1600-h/IMG_2253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SetHTAmIRBI/AAAAAAAAAGY/jPtM4FQ8SwU/s320/IMG_2253.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326429376198755346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Ezri. I knew him since the first day of orientation. I was in H1P1, at that time I still couldn't get used myself to the new place. He took the initiative to talk to me when I was alone in the class. Our friendship grew and we liked to shared many things. I felt so sorry for him after I decided to switch to physics, as he and I had promised to work hard together to get the 4flat by helping each other. He is one of my true worth friends i found in KMPP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, what the hell is Johor club? I shall explain something about JOHOR CLUB. Literally, it was the unofficial club built up by the Johorean in KMPP. Fate brought us together to a place where everything started from zero. We share the same commons, like we speak the same language-mandarin. Despite staying hundred miles away from our hometown, we never felt depressed but it made our bond among another even stronger. We didn't have the chance to go back every weekend, like other people else. So we had already built our root in the KMPP together. The only activities in the weekend were like going to pasar malam and sometimes going outing to the nearest shopping mall(Megamall). The moment we were together were the moment we treasured. Our relationship was more than just a friend. However, the good things always has an ending...Johor Club ended up with &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;dissolution. I was quite sad for a while, because the good friends had left us. I couldn't help but breath with a sigh. Whatever had happened between us, Johor Club invariably stands a position in my heart. Long live Johor Club. Long live KMPP!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-2510246654729421614?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/2510246654729421614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=2510246654729421614&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/2510246654729421614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/2510246654729421614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/04/thanks-for-memory-pictures-version.html' title='Thanks for the memory - pictures version'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/SesuTYp66QI/AAAAAAAAABY/zYiyN1KhfEQ/s72-c/DSC00213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901621471835791332.post-4016650790317175306</id><published>2009-04-17T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:07:33.823+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally KMPP'/><title type='text'>Thanks for the memory - words version</title><content type='html'>The moment I handed over my Chemistry Paper 1, I officially graduated.&lt;br /&gt;This is the third graduation in my life.&lt;br /&gt;One year passed by in the blink of eyes, though it's short, I have went through many ups and downs here.&lt;br /&gt;KMPP gave my chances to learn many things that I never went through.&lt;br /&gt;I learn to be independent, no one I can rely on but myself.&lt;br /&gt;I learn to be stronger, never shed the tears despite of homesick.&lt;br /&gt;I learn to be more observant, who should be our good friend while who should be our bad friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after exam, my parent had arrived to my college.&lt;br /&gt;It was such a surprise to see them since I hadn't seen them for 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;I nearly couldn't recognise my father was there, till he came to me.&lt;br /&gt;Sad to see that he looked older than before, his white hair told me his real age.&lt;br /&gt;I packed all my luggages in the rush.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone passing by my room bid a simple 'goodbye' to me, I was quite touched then.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you all!!&lt;br /&gt;I was so busy packing my things without realising what was around me.&lt;br /&gt;On my table there putting a paper, it was the message left by xiao ming.&lt;br /&gt;While he was writting the message, I was not around.&lt;br /&gt;He told me to inform him before I went back.&lt;br /&gt;So sorry, I didn't do so.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know why I have this kind of thought,&lt;br /&gt;but I just felt it was meaningless to tell him.&lt;br /&gt;He has changed, from the aspect he treats some of us(Johor Club).&lt;br /&gt;Somethings happened between us.&lt;br /&gt;When we tried to make the things clear,&lt;br /&gt;it took the turn for worse when another person involved in this affair.&lt;br /&gt;I shall not further narrate what have been happening,&lt;br /&gt;as I hope it is better that fewer people know this thing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if xiao ming sees this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a short shower, I took a glance over my room, confirming that I had nothing left behind.&lt;br /&gt;That was the last time I stepped in my room.&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of say goodbye to my friends room by room.&lt;br /&gt;But alas, I aborted this decision.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to leave this place in their ignorance,&lt;br /&gt;like the Xu Zhi Mo say,&lt;br /&gt;悄悄的我走了，正如我悄悄地来。我挥一挥衣袖，不带走一片云彩.&lt;br /&gt;So, I straight headed towards my father's car.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I heard somebody calling my name.&lt;br /&gt;I stopped for a while, turning my head back to see who were they.&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Hao and Qi Feng approached to me.&lt;br /&gt;I was utterly touched to see them.&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Hao was one of my best friend met in KMPP.&lt;br /&gt;They blamed me for not informing them I was going to leave.&lt;br /&gt;I felt guilty then, but what could I do?&lt;br /&gt;We talked to each other for a few seconds.&lt;br /&gt;Before I got into the car, I embraced as my tribute.&lt;br /&gt;We ended with a goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Zhi Hao and Qi Feng.&lt;br /&gt;You are so good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I left KMPP.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't cry from the start I left my room, as I promise to myself.&lt;br /&gt;From now on, I will be the ex-KMPPian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;viva la vida!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-4016650790317175306?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/4016650790317175306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=4016650790317175306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/4016650790317175306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/4016650790317175306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/04/thanks-for-memory.html' title='Thanks for the memory - 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Suddenly I get the move to use blogspot. I owned a blogspot before,but somehow I forgot my ID and password, so i changed to wretch.cc. Now seems like most of my friends are using blogspot, so I want to be one of them as well. I like the layout of blogspot, simple and classical, making me feel more comfortable to read.&lt;br /&gt;WELCOME to my new blog!!! Since I'm very new here, please link me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/901621471835791332-2942099085216982289?l=ericyeap336.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/feeds/2942099085216982289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=901621471835791332&amp;postID=2942099085216982289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/2942099085216982289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/901621471835791332/posts/default/2942099085216982289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericyeap336.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-very-first-post.html' title='My VeRy FiRsT pOsT'/><author><name>ERICious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318266429816718262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WVOmrN0HRAg/S36o6v1evAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PLJOPkNC1Dg/S220/DSC01426+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
