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love myself.'/><category term='quotation.'/><category term='days'/><category term='sleepy...yawn'/><category term='lazy.'/><category term='random'/><category term='special.'/><category term='Am I drunk?'/><category term='my day'/><category term='short message.'/><category term='tags.'/><category term='LVAC.'/><category term='tags'/><category term='Shining days.'/><category term='poem.'/><category term='Dedication'/><category term='l.o.v.e'/><category term='Gackt.'/><category term='totall random.'/><category term='vacation.'/><category term='not okay at all'/><category term='pic and random'/><category term='scene...action...and wish.'/><category term='message.'/><title type='text'>Let it be Light, altogether.</title><subtitle type='html'>If memories have to be safeguarded, it shall be here.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Well, what to do, since my exam literally used up most of my time. Actually, I still managed to slack a lot despite knowing it is bad to do. I can only accept the fact that my promise to myself is all nothing but illusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the examination period, I struggled a lot. Day and night, I keep thinking various possible questions and also keep asking what the hell was I doing back in the last 6 months and well, all the benefit of time I did not appreciate it. In fact, my laziness gotten worse than last year. Who to be blamed? Myself, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really stressful. And for the first time, I felt desperate, seeking air under the water kind of situation. My dad, of course scolded me once knowing that I got panic and all. Mum was upset of me. I do not angry with what they said, I am angry that I didn't do anything better than last year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the exam had ended, I shall not indulge further. And, ever since ended about a week ago, I learnt many new values. I hope that it will serve as a reminder as I will write it down here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Each of us have different kind of 'face'. We only show a specific 'face' when either you're in trouble or it just happened naturally. In this situation, perhaps, best to treasure that person. Well, 'face' here is in positive note. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) If you keep eating for friggin' 3 months without exercise, no matter how fit you were, you will grow in weight! Heck, I better start exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) If you're into relationship, no 1 is important (the face thingie for couple as well, you see what other do not see, best not to hide it). Furthermore, please be clear to each other. If one party unable to understand you, I think you must convey it to him/her. Yes, it's not easy, I know. But there's must some degree of openness. That is what I learn. I wondering myself if I can be open as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) If your partner is treating you like....and didn't acknowledge you to his/her friend. Just end the relationship. Perhaps there is a reasonable reason. So assess the situation. A friend of mine, his girlfriend refused to say he is her boyfriend because it's embarrassing to her, despite agree to go out with him. Really, I am in no position to say anything but in my opinion, my friend suffered. I don't want to see the same occur to my other friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) When in exam period, do eat healthy, spend some time on exercise. Of course, student diligently! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) All in all, even you feel desperate, feel no energy to carry on, or mental breakdown. Take a breather, talk with your friends and most of all, be positive. I read a very, very interesting article. It was about a 6 year old boy back in the 90s, was diagnosed to have pancreatic cancer. He did not have up and now 21 still surviving and remain positive. But was more importantly, he wrote a note and place somewhere near to Statue of Jesus, praying that Jesus will save other who is suffering cancer. (something like that). The boy's kindness and remain faithful and positive helped him to survive his war. After all, the war ends even without going to war when you already felt defeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Simply enjoy life and try to refuse to think that any negative complications will affect your life. Heh, it's not easy I know that fully well. But here's what I heard on radio the other day, it says something like in every negative thought, you must counter with a positive one. Brilliant. Simple yet just so easily displaced. I think this is the hardest one for me. I tend to think many situations in my stuffs and I will halt my process if it's negative one. At times, risk should be taken and without feeling regret, we must enjoy life. I should try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all I want to say. I signed up with several activities and events. Some jobs are waiting for me as well. All I should do is focus on them and well, enjoy. Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-4480360094677854926?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/4480360094677854926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=4480360094677854926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/4480360094677854926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/4480360094677854926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2011/06/yes-its-done-and-experiences-that.html' title='Yes, it&apos;s done and the experiences that filled your life.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-3017894101537689678</id><published>2011-04-16T08:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T09:08:41.115+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random.'/><title type='text'>WWD</title><content type='html'>EXAM IS COMING SOON. WOAH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than one month, all of us will be doing our exam. Jeez, can you believe that it's already a year since my Intermediate examination and now Part 1. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I haven't prepare fully yet as of now and really wasted a lot of time. Well, I will keep fighting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the list I would like to do, by chronology order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) GAMES! No, really, games. In fact, as soon as I return home, I will play games. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Sleep. Sleep until afternoon. Haha probably the first day of my holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Vacation! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Trips together with friends, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Complete those anime and manga that I haven't done watching/reading. I have packs of them to completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) The books that I have bought years ago, I still haven't complete. Is time to read them. 5 books at least within 3 months? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Working. I probably gonna work at a pharmacy (Guardian for example) or maybe not. Oh, I will also continue my work as a lyric writer. Feel free to drop by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Completed those promised I made. haha I won't say it here, it will just provide me as a reminder, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Find the greatest food. It should be completed together with (3) and (4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Soul searching? I think I need to do one. I am lacking of something in my life. Probably to be done before holiday is over. End of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope I am motivated enough now. Alright, signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-3017894101537689678?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/3017894101537689678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=3017894101537689678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3017894101537689678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3017894101537689678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2011/04/wwd.html' title='WWD'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-3810849300056320532</id><published>2011-03-11T12:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T13:21:05.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesson.'/><title type='text'>If we fear, why not understand?</title><content type='html'>With permission, I had been glad to tell you guys a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long ago, my friend (let's call him X) got involved with a girl (we will call her Y). They were classmates for some years, together they build a great friendship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, Y falls in love with Z but Z already like someone else and soon find himself a girlfriend. Unfortunately, the girlfriend dumped him for another guy. Z suffered a mental breakdown. Y was there cheering on him and Z finally able to somewhat let go of his past. By Grade 12, Z found out that he has fallen in love with Y. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z, still afraid of relationship decided to go on a try, he confessed. Things were great for two of them but their relationship was not told by many people. Only a selected few know about their relationship. The continuation of undisclosed relationship coupled by Z's being quite popular with girls had cause Y felt insecure. She proceeded to ignore him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the consequence, their relationship was never the same. Z no longer hold long conversation with Y and he was confused by her action. This continued until the Z's exam was over. He firstly thought the cold treatment was because of his exam. But it's not, nothing changed and he knows that girl has changed of heart. Z was sad and angry but he decided to let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many months later, the girl finally let him know the truth, feeling insecure and she decided to make the guy angry so the relationship will end. She thinks it is a better way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, end of story. Now is time for my personal opinion. I think both of them at fault (that is what I told him haha) because the guy's action makes the girl felt that way and at the same time, the girl should voice her fear to him. I think that for a couple should tell us other about what they feel for everything that makes them uncomfortable (maybe not everything but still...well, decide with your own discretion). The guy voiced his fear but the girl in feeling insecure, she did not tell him so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why she's feeling insecure? Because that guy said he doesn't know if he can accept another relationship but begged for time. I think it's not enough for the guy to say just that. I do not want you guys to think I am supporting the guys only but I just feel it is unfair for the girl to do that to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the end, the guy can only be just friend with the girl. He had moved on but still gotten afraid. Emotional scar is scary and I think everyone knows how. What is not yours, is really just not yours. We can blame this and that but in the end, the finger should point towards ourselves because we did not try to understand each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my fear toward relationship and I think it is not abnormal, we got to seek improvement to ourselves and must learn from experience so that in future this kind of thing will never happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is part of life, we won't know until we feel it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-3810849300056320532?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/3810849300056320532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=3810849300056320532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3810849300056320532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3810849300056320532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-we-fear-why-not-understand.html' title='If we fear, why not understand?'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-2921127686802488723</id><published>2011-03-03T14:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T14:15:29.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='issues.'/><title type='text'>Adult.</title><content type='html'>At times I must wonder why certain adults can say since they are older and thus can do better than the younger ones. When in fact, they are not at all, well maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said children are immature. But when in fact, it's just experiences that grow with you, not your mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, that makes me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted, they are better than us. But that doesn't mean we are equally bad. Our level may be different. But that doesn't mean our level is at the lowest rate. The adults can say they can think more ideas and do more benefiting programs but when in fact the younger ones can as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adults are equally irresponsible as to any child will be. So, don't think highly of yourself and give your respect to the younger ones if you want them to respect you in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give and take. That's a real adult.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-2921127686802488723?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/2921127686802488723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=2921127686802488723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/2921127686802488723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/2921127686802488723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2011/03/adult.html' title='Adult.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-7622929958604657675</id><published>2011-03-02T18:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T18:50:54.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random.'/><title type='text'>No. More. Just. No. More.</title><content type='html'>No more online for more than 2 hours per day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more manga-ing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more drama-ing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more procrastinating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more song/lyric writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more gaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more saying tired, tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more saying "I'm sleepy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more playing around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, because revision and exam are coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now say, I will rock ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-7622929958604657675?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/7622929958604657675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=7622929958604657675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7622929958604657675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7622929958604657675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2011/03/no-more-just-no-more.html' title='No. More. Just. No. More.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-3434949560803339887</id><published>2011-03-01T14:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T14:52:57.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Next stop.</title><content type='html'>Revision starts this Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the busiest time starting soon, and yes, I found myself at the same base like last year. I am really that loves to procrastinating. My, my, what a bad habit of mine. Still, I must move even though people might say it's late. Must not and shall not give up. I shall start my training lesson as well. Trying to be discipline here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally went to Jogoya (a Japanese Buffet restaurant) with my college friends. The food I must say the standard is quite around my expectation. Well, maybe it's my first time going there but really, all kinda suit my taste bud. It's really a good experience for me and the rest of my friends, too (all of them were also first timer)&lt;br /&gt;The ice creams, yes, Haagen Dazs and New Zealand Ice Cream were great! There got a lot of good qualities/expensive food to enjoy, definitely recommended to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, I just downloaded and using Google Chrome, thanks to many recommendations. I found it pretty nice, the screen is enlarged, pretty nice to view, especially while reading some manga. Trying download it, it's pretty easy to install, so give it a try. And, oh, one of the good featured is that it will check your spelling for you (the wrong word, you can see it with a highlight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my song writing work, I must put it for a stop. I pretty much spent most of the time on February on lyrics. Yes, occasionally, I still feel like lyric. Writing is such a beautiful thing because you can express your feeling while you cannot say it out with your voice. They said love letters are out of date but heck, it seems more sincere in some way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new dog, Hazel, seems to diagnosed with diabetes. Hopefully with further diagnosis will indicate otherwise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, done writing. Gotta move along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-3434949560803339887?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/3434949560803339887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=3434949560803339887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3434949560803339887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3434949560803339887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2011/03/next-stop.html' title='Next stop.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-7634757322250986146</id><published>2011-02-24T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T22:12:37.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special'/><title type='text'>Lullaby.</title><content type='html'>Baby, sing me a lullaby&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you count 123 before you start&lt;br /&gt;So that tomorrow I will sing you a sweet lullaby&lt;br /&gt;Will you rest on my shoulder? &lt;br /&gt;Just close your eyes, close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Gently, play with your hair, just to make sure you will sleep tight&lt;br /&gt;So, baby, you won't have a sad dream, let's have a wonderful dream&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can sing a sweet lullaby, it is one of the wonderful gifts for your loved one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-7634757322250986146?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/7634757322250986146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=7634757322250986146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7634757322250986146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7634757322250986146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2011/02/lullaby.html' title='Lullaby.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-2275284223887225623</id><published>2011-02-24T12:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T13:01:14.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lazy days.'/><title type='text'>Returned</title><content type='html'>It had been ages. This blog pretty much being abandoned. Well, recently, not really in the mood to write anything. Guess, I really become more introvert nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall say Happy New Year and Happy Chinese New Year, belated of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 was an excellent year, I gain a lot of things, experience things that can be either pleasant or discomfort. Still, it was an enjoyable one. No regrets for that I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being very uncertain, I drowned myself with lyrics and also manga. Totally ignored studies. Yes, 2 months ago, I made a decision, probably not worth mentioning but yes, I chose this route not because it's convenient but because for the better way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality, we made a lot of decisions, affecting our future. Affecting how we will stand and walk. I regretted some of my decisions, but what I must do is continue walking forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to afraid of things that will return to haunt you. We are more than capable to ward off that comes and attack us again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about relationship, the starting point of 2011 doesn't seems great. I saw many break ups. This leads me to questioning myself that why would this happen when you firstly eager to start a relationship. They cited vast difference in culture and personality. Aren't we suppose to accept your partner however she/he is? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not speaking through experience, so maybe it's true that you couldn't accept your partner's real behaviour. Guess it is not a fault of either party then. What they said, "I wouldn't be happy if this continue, why continue the relationship?" can be true. This to me, seems like at the stage of boyfriend-girlfriend, it is like a trial and error. I might be wrong. I just hope marriage is not like the same thing. Although divorce happened, partly one of the reason aforesaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever thought that Napoleon was a romantic person? Look at below, he wrote a letter to his beloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 29, 1795&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I awake all filled with you. Your image and the intoxicating pleasures of last night, allow my senses no rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet and matchless Josephine, how strangely you work upon my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you angry with me? Are you unhappy? Are you upset?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul is broken with grief and my love for you forbids repose. But how can I rest any more, when I yield to the feeling that masters my inmost self, when I quaff from your lips and from your heart a scorching flame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! One night has taught me how far your portrait falls short of yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You start at midday: in three hours I shall see you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, a thousand kisses, mio dolce amor! but give me none back for they set my blood on fire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Set my blood on fire". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try looking for one, will ya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-2275284223887225623?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/2275284223887225623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=2275284223887225623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/2275284223887225623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/2275284223887225623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2011/02/returned.html' title='Returned'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-4384365979276605368</id><published>2010-12-26T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T22:13:05.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Yo.</title><content type='html'>Dear me, looks like I haven't update this blog for super long while. It can't be helped, since, instead of blogging during my free time, I used it on other...particular things, of course. I guess, close friends know what I'm doing. Anyhow, during the absenteeism, I have usually, fall into some deep thought, regarding my actions of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching this year end (having holiday right now), countless of thoughts poured in. I'm figuring, no searching for an accurate answer. Old will be superseded by new. That's natural thing that I know but no one can actually leave the past behind as easy as licking the ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meet up with my school friends (or rather juniors) today. It is good to see them again, after 2 years, more or less. Well, it is very nice to see the old faces and smiles. Wow, this sure brings back memories back in school days. I have left school for 3 years now. Back then, I think we really can do many things we want. Attending school without much worries. Partake activities for the sake of fun. Meet up with friends after school. And, the lively chat during the assembly time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, now, 20 year old, do wish to go back even just for one day. Ha-ha. Figures, I missed school, although I did told myself I won't. Well, only if I didn't go for this gathering, I would never knew I had missed the old scenario. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of feeling nostalgic. I doubt I would blog so much often now. Unless, I found the mood and time, I guess, I will post short, I mean, really short post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, being of this age, all of my school friends are reaching into a new level of life. All the best! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Quotation to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utmost hard work, utmost perseverance and utmost endeavour!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-4384365979276605368?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/4384365979276605368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=4384365979276605368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/4384365979276605368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/4384365979276605368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/12/yo.html' title='Yo.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-7817705144675857769</id><published>2010-11-08T10:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T11:27:36.836+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Fate.</title><content type='html'>Fate usually plays a big impact to everyone. Sometimes, you have advantages, sometimes, you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate played them out. Both love/like each other yet they cannot be together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only they goes according to their thinking, if only they say it, it will be different matter. Perhaps, their now is different. I urge you guys, if you like someone, don't wait any longer. Do it so, or you will regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If we realised our feeling earlier, &lt;br /&gt;If we exchanged our thoughts earlier,&lt;br /&gt;Our now will be completely different&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful weather had turned to rain storm"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Julius.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-7817705144675857769?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/7817705144675857769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=7817705144675857769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7817705144675857769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7817705144675857769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/11/fate.html' title='Fate.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-7099581352313378057</id><published>2010-11-06T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T21:55:51.377+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Hello.</title><content type='html'>Happy Deepavali. Yeah, it's a bit late, but wouldn't mind, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, didn't give much time to online during the holiday. But, I shouldn't leave it completely either. So, here, taking a bit of time to blog a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday started on Wednesday, so, had been gaming a lot, movie-ing a lot, eating a lot and have some outing. Like today, went out with my old friend to the usual place (like we have no other place to go, sort)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly, today is my first time going to Karaoke. But, the receptionist gives us a bit hard time, we came and back forth. So, ended up, we couldn't go for one. For the first time, I witnessed my friend's pissed look. It's unusual sight. Usually, he's all calm, thereof, I learnt that no one can be calm. Perhaps, we faked a personal or something likewise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up going to some Japanese restaurant, Japin. I have no comment on this restaurant. After which, we went to Pavilion. Well, I gonna spare talking what we did, but just wanted to say Uniqlo have a lot of customers! Care to go for a trip? You gotta line a long queue. But, seems to be very fashionable. Perhaps, will go there, anyone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day ended with nothing much, we did all talk and eating. Chan, will try to get your ring if I ever go to Ipoh. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's activity is off, means more free time to play games (opps, not studying). Haha, as much as I tried to do something benefiting, I couldn't do much especially in my holiday. Something I must change. Perhaps, starts next holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, after this holiday, it's time to get serious. I don't want to go back to the past, and be afraid and get panic. It's pathetic. Must get serious! Plus, after this holiday, there's something I must do. I don't want to stop, Must keep moving forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, remember, if you have something worth fighting for, it is best not to give up, you may think it's bad and you're gonna loss, but if everyone think the same, then it will be no one trying to invent/create something new. Great wisdom shared by my old friends. Thanks, it wakes me up somehow. Stay Alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-7099581352313378057?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/7099581352313378057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=7099581352313378057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7099581352313378057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7099581352313378057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/11/hello.html' title='Hello.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-1212778107008498256</id><published>2010-10-28T22:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T22:25:52.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abstract.</title><content type='html'>"As much as I tried to be ignorant, and I hated that i did so to you, I don't want to do it anymore"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-1212778107008498256?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/1212778107008498256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=1212778107008498256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1212778107008498256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1212778107008498256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/10/abstract.html' title='Abstract.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-5701492782079486366</id><published>2010-10-28T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T21:26:12.330+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special'/><title type='text'>Count 10</title><content type='html'>You know, after having some friends reading my blog, I came to realised that, blogging doesn't seem like a place for me to explicit my feeling, to be precise, inner feeling. I'm not implying that I'm being secretive, but somehow, certain matters is best remain in privacy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henceforth, blogging no longer a place for me to write things which the subject matter itself is sensitive. I did however, contemplated of closing it down. But yet, where lies my opinion on public issues and also things that require some attention from the people like you such as Raise your hand and stop abuse campaign? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, alright, after a bit of some drama, my main purpose today is to introduce you guys&lt;br /&gt;is due to the reason that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"number of reported child abuse cases in Malaysia had been significantly increased, this trend is alarming. The statistics of reported abused cases may not reflect the extent of abuse in a population, the severity of abuse over time or why abuse is occurring.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Although majority of people knows what kind of factors when child abuse happened, but some may or may not know how to contribute ways to a child abuse. Thereby, a study must be make in order to find out how and this established a benchmark for measurement of child abuse where future trend in abused of children can be monitored and our attitude toward this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding of such study will enable us to protect the children, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So show that you can do the right thing, raise you hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Get on Board is a "peoples' campaign" by UNICEF to provide the Malaysian public with the knowledge, insights and resources to stop child abuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The digitally-driven campaign, a first by UNICEF in the region, aims to unite 100,000 supporters to raise their hand in support of children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope the Malaysian public will embrace this campaign as their own, and support and promote it in their own unique ways to ensure a safe and protected childhood for every child in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do the right thing. Get on board. Stop child abuse!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I really hope that you guys won't take this lightly, and decide to look away. Your effort will always be appreciated and the future of the children will be ensured. So, for more information and to sign up, click this &lt;a href="http://www.uniteagainstabuse.my/"&gt;UNICEF&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-5701492782079486366?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/5701492782079486366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=5701492782079486366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/5701492782079486366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/5701492782079486366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/10/count-10.html' title='Count 10'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-2269540214493083009</id><published>2010-10-25T09:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T09:48:44.840+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special'/><title type='text'>Tree,</title><content type='html'>Just like the forgotten cherry tree, no one can remember the once blooming flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have I forgotten? Left alone like the tree, I don't want that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkness covering the moon, wind blowing the pieces of petals &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unimaginable fear lurking inside the heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to embrace, where's the moon light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Forgotten Cherry Tree-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julius.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-2269540214493083009?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/2269540214493083009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=2269540214493083009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/2269540214493083009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/2269540214493083009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/10/tree.html' title='Tree,'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-6061265487174829781</id><published>2010-10-22T20:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T20:36:00.592+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special'/><title type='text'>Daia.</title><content type='html'>The messenger of the wind brought me the flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flower tested my feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing my heart, knowing my true feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tears from the diamond flower dropped on my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frozen my heart forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-6061265487174829781?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/6061265487174829781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=6061265487174829781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6061265487174829781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6061265487174829781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/10/daia.html' title='Daia.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-5422436503049330988</id><published>2010-10-21T02:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T02:40:16.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>N O Y.</title><content type='html'>Can't sleep? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, trouble with some random encounter by this nasal blockage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, was looking through the net and the song, Nothing On you by B.O.B feat Bruce Mars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Beautiful girls all over the world, I could be chasing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my time would be wasted, they got nothing on you, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing on you, baby"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple yet meaningful. Only if I can write like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-5422436503049330988?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/5422436503049330988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=5422436503049330988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/5422436503049330988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/5422436503049330988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/10/n-o-y.html' title='N O Y.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-3409511890755042108</id><published>2010-10-19T01:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T02:11:48.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random.'/><title type='text'>Lion.</title><content type='html'>Usually, the time you have to sleep, is the time you start to ponder into things that you usually try to avoid. Well, that what happened to me, all sleepy but when you start to think and created illusions, you might as well just make yourself up and do something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, indeed, I've many things in my mind lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to sort it out. Yes, I could for some, yet not for other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, what prompted me into thinking now is that life is, ah so short and unpredictable. Even greater, sometime you just can't foresee things to happen. Like 2012, they said it will happen, some don't but will it happen? Are you bound to foresee? In fact, stuff like this can happen at anytime by the Will of the Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, also just when you think it's all good, out of sudden, you read something or get to know something that just spoil your expectation wholly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the taste of such bitter, I can digest, as much as I concern for now is to get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Happy Birthday to my friend, CHAN! All the best with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-3409511890755042108?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/3409511890755042108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=3409511890755042108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3409511890755042108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3409511890755042108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/10/lion.html' title='Lion.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-7996490899634786521</id><published>2010-10-02T16:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T16:46:06.489+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Pop</title><content type='html'>Lot of things happened this morning. Scolding, helping a friend, clinic and more. But, I'm a lil bit sad that I was kinda have to stop going for Rotaract. And, I definitely disappointed my friend there. I'm so sorry, Hui Ting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought a simple conversation will turn to something serious? It is hard to predict one's thinking sometimes especially even your family. At times, it is very disheartened to even discuss things with other people. My friend talked about this before and I always said it's all about fate when that certain thing happened. I guess, we cannot avoid even if we want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, quite mood less today. I'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-7996490899634786521?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/7996490899634786521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=7996490899634786521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7996490899634786521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7996490899634786521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/10/pop.html' title='Pop'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-6103454883969661233</id><published>2010-09-28T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T22:54:27.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Feel the fire.</title><content type='html'>My, my, another late post. I guess my passion for blogging is no longer the same. I guess, I reached the peak of the love of blogging. Well, the blog will remain as long as I still have the time, time like now where I can take a break, catch some songs and write some tear jerking lyrics (okay, don't mind me). it is sometimes sort like a lazy thing to do once you have your day full of activities and you got tired and coming home, you'd feel to write then you will suddenly be thinking 'ah, forget it'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to college last week, official reopen that is. Holiday's over after 4 months. I always complain about how time flies, and I will say it again here haha Yes, 4 months of holiday is like express bus and now, look, busy with studies and coping with new Laws. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I joined Rotaract. Hilariously, I don't really know what are they about, just know they are NGOs and the body where do charity works. But, the point is this, I guess, most of fellas reading my blog probably the pre-adult readers (I can't help but to think, my post won't interest younglings haha), would like to tell you, regardless of our country's politics, there's a difference between them and us. Us, that is, we should do things that help to contribute to the society. Something, what politicians may not do. Do a charity, you may not know how your action may touch millions of people, but you should know that what you're doing provide the feel of satisfaction. The feeling of happiness by helping others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we should do what we can when we need to do. You can turn sour face later on. I'm well told by a certain someone that what is the point of being in the dark and stay there as you will know you will never happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done my talking. Signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-6103454883969661233?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/6103454883969661233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=6103454883969661233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6103454883969661233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6103454883969661233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/09/feel-fire.html' title='Feel the fire.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-5587248112009352872</id><published>2010-09-15T07:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T07:19:53.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Expect a day to be different with an apperance of an unexpected visitor</title><content type='html'>Well, lots of thing had happened during this past few days. My friend came to my house on last Friday, we basically talked everything from the day until night came. We shared one single view which is funny and not meant to show to readers. Still, I realised that, sometimes whether you know something would happen or not, it is best to move forward. Don't let fear to hold you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were wedding dinners on Saturday and Sunday. The Sunday dinner (mind you, both wedding of the same person, it seems to be some sort of Chinese tradition to invite people to your house and also the more formal wedding dinner in a restaurant). Well, I must say, the couple looks fine, perfectly together. Wish them for a great happiness and have lot of children! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, after all those dinners and some boring encounters, now is already Wednesday, sort like I'm going back to college real soon. A war gonna start and I will seriously gonna miss my 4 months of holiday because my next long break will be after my Final Part 1 examination. And, gosh, 4 months like that and we are bidding good bye. Pretty funny if you ask me. I guess Einstein's theory of Relativity proved to be right again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's another thing to share today (early today, haha). Perhaps, it's time to go when you experienced a situation or more just as Raymond Lam's In Good conscience to say good bye. Perhaps, you should take a look of the Chorus part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Too little happiness, too many heartbreaks&lt;br /&gt;There is no need to enjoy the pain&lt;br /&gt;Too little sharing, too many arguments&lt;br /&gt;Why do (we) have to love like torture&lt;br /&gt;Life is too short, too many sacrifices&lt;br /&gt;Would rather bear the short pain, don’t endure any longer&lt;br /&gt;Letting go more, would gain more&lt;br /&gt;Don’t call it a beautiful journey, like being happy for the wrong thing&lt;br /&gt;The reason for being in love, was for the happiness and laughter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-5587248112009352872?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/5587248112009352872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=5587248112009352872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/5587248112009352872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/5587248112009352872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/09/expect-day-to-be-different-with.html' title='Expect a day to be different with an apperance of an unexpected visitor'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-6321773860732003227</id><published>2010-09-12T13:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T13:24:13.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random.'/><title type='text'>Things you may want to know.</title><content type='html'>Courtesy from &lt;a href="http://dating.uk.msn.com/edito/index.php?mtcmk=080519&amp;name=5/114/842-20-signs-that-you-should-end-it.html&amp;GT1=60750"&gt;MSN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 signs that you should end it (the relationship, if you may ask)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships, like hot summers, often look better from a distance. Just as you forget how draining a muggy day can feel, you also forget how soul-destroying and lonely a relationship can feel when it's not going well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So just end it,” right? It's never as simple as that. Most of us have experienced that dilemma of not knowing whether to walk away from a relationship. You think that you're being too picky, you worry that no-one else will love you this much, you don't want to hurt someone you care about, you fear regretting it and not being able to win them back. You've stayed in relationships for those reasons, right? Yep, so have we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these alone aren't good enough reasons to stay in a relationship that isn't working. Ending a relationship can be heartbreaking, even if you're dying to get away. The blissful future that you'd imagined when you first got together is now not going to happen. Thing is, is you're unhappy, that blissful future wasn't going to happen anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re experiencing a few of these 20 signs regularly, it may be time to move on. It will be difficult, but ultimately it'll be the right thing for you both. Life is too short (and your partner's life is too short) to waste valuable years on a pairing that's going nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You’re always craving time alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’d be weird and needy to want your partner by your side every minute of every day. It’s normal to look forward to some time alone. But if you’re craving me-time and wish that he or she wasn’t around, it's clear that your relationship is giving you more frustration than joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You don’t go out together any more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you’re living together, you should never stop going on dates together. A successful relationship is based on more than sex and silently watching the telly together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You prefer seeing your friends to seeing your partner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good relationship involves socialising with and without your other half. Not wishing that you lived with your housemates again rather than your lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You’ve stopped having sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex drive can dip for many reasons, including stress or medication. But if you just stop fancying your partner, and sex becomes a chore or stops altogether, listen to your alarm bells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You’ve stopped touching each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touching isn’t just about sex, it’s about affection and togetherness. Casual touching, hugging and holding hands are the signs of a healthy relationship with two people who still fancy each other. If you flinch when he or she brushes against you, it really is time to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You’ve stopped kissing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passionate kissing is emotionally more intimate than sex, so it’s often the first thing to go when two people start drifting apart. If you want to kiss each other but just haven’t got round to it for a while, pucker up. If you don't enjoy it, see above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. They no longer make you laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their witty lines once made tea came out of your nose. These days you just wish they’d shut up. Why are you still with them, pray tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You don’t chat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatting – about trivia, what’s in the news or what happened at work – is the bedrock of a good relationship. When you stop talking to each other about the little things, it’s a sign that you don’t see each other as friends any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You’re always nit-picking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re constantly bothered by their coffee-slurping, their taste in pants and everything they do, you’re not in love, you're in a constant state of “argh”. That's not trivial: it's the kind of everyday stress that can damage your health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. They're always nit-picking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your partner seems constantly irritated by you, it suggests that they're not happy or even comfortable around you. They may be wanting out, but haven’t the courage to bring up the subject. If he or she makes you feel that you can’t do anything right, do you really want to be around this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. You do all the chores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every long-term couple has disagreements about housework and other chores, but the squabbles usually end in vague equality or compromise. If your partner treats you like a doormat, show them the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. You don’t care about your appearance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love doesn’t mean letting yourself go. If you no longer care about whether he or she fancies you or not, it spells trouble for your sex life – and your relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Red letter days are forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anniversaries, Valentine’s Day and so on may seem trivial, but a loving couple will acknowledge them in some way, even if it’s with a scribbled note saying “V-Day is rubbish, let’s spend it in bed.” Once you forget each other’s birthdays, your relationship is so far past its sell-by date that even a dog wouldn't eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. You’re doing all the giving (or all the getting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most relationships go through stages where one person is more emotionally and sexually generous than the other, but the imbalance should not be more or less permanent. Parasites don’t make good partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. You’ve stopped liking yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lover is not supposed to make you feel unloved, unattractive and unable to be yourself. If yours does, get out and stop letting them sap your spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Your friends think they're bad for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends know you best, and they’ll say what they think if it’s for your benefit. If they think your partner is no good, listen. They’ll be there for you when he or she isn’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. You compare them with other men or women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s natural to find other people attractive, but not to compare your lover unfavourably with every person who catches your eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. You look up your exes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s fine to be friends with exes, and it shows maturity. But if you seek out and flirt with an ex, then you arrange to meet up with them, and find yourself wondering “what if…?”, your current relationship is doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. You wish they'd change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the rose-tinted early months have passed, mismatched personalities become more obvious. You can’t change your partner into someone better suited to you. Instead, find someone who’s already your perfect match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. You say “I love you” but don’t mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel a little knot of guilt whenever you say it, as though you’re lying? Do you only say it to make them shut up and go away? Then stop saying it, and start spending more time with someone you really love – starting with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat hari raya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-6321773860732003227?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/6321773860732003227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=6321773860732003227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6321773860732003227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6321773860732003227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/09/things-you-may-want-to-know.html' title='Things you may want to know.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-8621501952130275719</id><published>2010-08-29T15:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T16:14:46.732+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Today is for Tomorrow.</title><content type='html'>Hey, a month without updates, it's as good as I just close my blog. haha sorry, got busy, too many things needed to be done a.s.a.p. but hey, I'm back, aren't' I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things I would like to talk about, but thanks to my delay I have totally forgotten about it. Many precious experiences and knowledge had been coming ever since I started my holiday. I met more people, I have witnessed more things and understand more things. And, of course, during the holiday, I was able to keep up with my family, understand something when I was, I couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The short stint (depends on you, but it seems to be rather short in a way) of holiday, many news in Malaysia and also the incident that cost the live of the Hong Kong tourists (May they rest in peace). I would like to quote my friend's saying, "life is all short", do things while you can. Many things seems to be unexpected and they occurred! Yeah, life is harsh and yet is short. But, what is the most important value I learned, is the ability to stay strong. Nick Vujicic was born without proper limps but, he never gives up, he can do many things just like the normal people will do. When a person such as Nick will not give up, why should we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I talked to a kid, something happened so I thought I might just talk with her. Amazing, that child actually said "Things will never change, if you accept things as they are". The child possess such a great valor and spirit. We must keep fighting and staying strong, no matter what! Her words have become my favourite quotation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan Dyson, former CEO of COCA-COLA company, delivered a speech (got this from unknown resource, pardon me):-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Imagine life as a game in which you are juggling some five balls in the air. You name them – work, family, health, friends and spirit … and you’re keeping all of these in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will soon understand that work is a rubber ball. If you drop it, it will bounce back. But the other four balls – family, health, friends and spirit – are made of glass. If you drop one of these, they will be irrevocably scuffed, marked, nicked, damaged or even shattered. They will never be the same. You must understand that and strive for Balance in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t undermine your worth by comparing yourself with others. It is because we are different that each of us is special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t set your goals by what other people deem important. Only you know what is best for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t take for granted the things closest to your heart. Cling to them as you would your life, for without them, life is meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let your life slip through your fingers by living in the past or for the future. By living your life one day at a time, you live all the days of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t give up when you still have something to give. Nothing is really over until the moment you stop trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be afraid to admit that you are less than perfect. It is this fragile thread that binds us to each together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be afraid to encounter risks. It is by taking chances that we learn how to be pave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t shut love out of your life by saying it’s impossible to find time. The quickest way to receive love is to give; the fastest way to lose love is to hold it too tightly; and the best way to keep love is to give it wings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t run through life so fast that you forget not only where you’ve been, but also where you are going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t forget, a person’s greatest emotional need is to feel appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be afraid to learn. Knowledge is weightless, a treasure you can always carry easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t use time or words carelessly. Neither can be retrieved. Life is not a race, but a journey to be savoured each step of the way…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I guess, I should Wish everyone, Selamat Merdeka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-8621501952130275719?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/8621501952130275719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=8621501952130275719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/8621501952130275719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/8621501952130275719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/08/today-is-for-tomorrow.html' title='Today is for Tomorrow.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-7362408401619174791</id><published>2010-07-29T10:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T10:13:49.870+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation.'/><title type='text'>Sweet.</title><content type='html'>As you know, I went to Penang last month (which mean I suppose to post the pictures a month ago). Woke up at 5 something AM. Settle my stuffs and we began our journey to Penang. Reached Ipoh for around 8 plus. We plannned to eat the Curry mee but changed plan, had dim sum instead. The restaurant we usually go, the dim sum they served, I afraid, fell out of standard. (don't ask me where and the name of the restaurant, I do not know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an unsatisfying breakfast, we eager to eat better food in Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fastforward, reached Penang around 11 or 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDfgsi6OEI/AAAAAAAABCo/miGAovPAvHU/s1600/DSCN2341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDfgsi6OEI/AAAAAAAABCo/miGAovPAvHU/s320/DSCN2341.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499140897825765442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken this near Queens' Bay Mall. Yeah, we went there first. We were looking for Shang Hai 10 (dim sum sort of restaurant). But the restaurant already...So we went to House of Dumplings. The food there is cheap but not really all yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDfgGww8bI/AAAAAAAABCg/r9450xLlC7E/s1600/DSCN2352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDfgGww8bI/AAAAAAAABCg/r9450xLlC7E/s320/DSCN2352.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499140887683330482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the jalan-jalan, we went back to the hotel. Take a break, shower and picture before heading to the seafood restaurant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDff9cACuI/AAAAAAAABCY/Yj-_tONKHGY/s1600/DSCN2353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDff9cACuI/AAAAAAAABCY/Yj-_tONKHGY/s320/DSCN2353.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499140885180320482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDffVA24EI/AAAAAAAABCQ/4MZvIC4DPkc/s1600/DSCN2362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDffVA24EI/AAAAAAAABCQ/4MZvIC4DPkc/s320/DSCN2362.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499140874329055298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day. Went to Gek Loh Si (I wonder if I spell it right). We actually eat the Asam Laksa there. OH, IT'S YUMMY. After that, we headed to the temple. Pretty High, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDfe6HpkDI/AAAAAAAABCI/fZSjrQDCAAQ/s1600/DSCN2363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDfe6HpkDI/AAAAAAAABCI/fZSjrQDCAAQ/s320/DSCN2363.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499140867109785650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goddess of Mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDeldL1a4I/AAAAAAAABCA/dDmcOWHCGTo/s1600/DSCN2365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDeldL1a4I/AAAAAAAABCA/dDmcOWHCGTo/s320/DSCN2365.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499139880090168194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDek3KxROI/AAAAAAAABB4/m6hhrwMF8Ds/s1600/DSCN2380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDek3KxROI/AAAAAAAABB4/m6hhrwMF8Ds/s320/DSCN2380.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499139869885154530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDekrz5EnI/AAAAAAAABBw/zQ1Qgh3jOa0/s1600/DSCN2383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDekrz5EnI/AAAAAAAABBw/zQ1Qgh3jOa0/s320/DSCN2383.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499139866836406898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDekIT65eI/AAAAAAAABBo/Ks46kPCl3sY/s1600/DSCN2397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDekIT65eI/AAAAAAAABBo/Ks46kPCl3sY/s320/DSCN2397.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499139857307067874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near to our hotel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDczW8WazI/AAAAAAAABBY/wLRUEhrQSQ4/s1600/DSCN2404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDczW8WazI/AAAAAAAABBY/wLRUEhrQSQ4/s320/DSCN2404.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499137919909522226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Temple! Burmanesse Temple. It's really nice! Our trip of the day before going back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDcydLjw9I/AAAAAAAABBI/r6J-chd_Dh0/s1600/DSCN2411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDcydLjw9I/AAAAAAAABBI/r6J-chd_Dh0/s320/DSCN2411.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499137904404054994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDcxzLZs6I/AAAAAAAABBA/hmrvdswN1rE/s1600/DSCN2416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDcxzLZs6I/AAAAAAAABBA/hmrvdswN1rE/s320/DSCN2416.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499137893129106338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDip5uEfdI/AAAAAAAABCw/FgqUSZG-5IU/s1600/DSCN2423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDip5uEfdI/AAAAAAAABCw/FgqUSZG-5IU/s320/DSCN2423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499144354515942866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thai Temple. Another good temple just opposite of Burmanese Temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's a really great vacation. Only if we can eat more good stuffs without gaining pounds. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-7362408401619174791?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/7362408401619174791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=7362408401619174791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7362408401619174791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7362408401619174791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/07/sweet.html' title='Sweet.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TFDfgsi6OEI/AAAAAAAABCo/miGAovPAvHU/s72-c/DSCN2341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-3012468082739185135</id><published>2010-07-19T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T23:31:05.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Star</title><content type='html'>It's really a while now since I last blogged. Well, busy la. haha I'm free but not too free just to blog. Well, nothing much to say beside some outings, some personal disruption and some dinners. Of course, some lyrics to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what else I did? I played (and still playing) games. Kinda didn't read my books and yeah, hesitated for so, so long. But I really should start reading, tomorrow! YEA, I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose to post some pictures here, the trip to Penang one. I will post is as soon as possible, hope I won't delay anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday is wonderful in a way. I mean, I really got relaxed. But there's a price, too. My healthy. haha constant of getting flu, fever and etc, surely not really a good deal. Not to mentioned I'm 2 months (almost) late of starting my boxing training. So, my stamina got down and I'm troubled with it whenever I sprint around. Well, of course I'm getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess, I'm really lazy. Where's my so called repent and reform!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for a real change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely, this may be just a talk. Talk is made easier than real performance. But a change for a change. Time to embrace myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope will write more often. Off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-3012468082739185135?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/3012468082739185135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=3012468082739185135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3012468082739185135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3012468082739185135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/07/star.html' title='Star'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-6622995650614741975</id><published>2010-07-04T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T20:47:02.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Feel.</title><content type='html'>Watching Gackt's concert in youtube. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me how I enjoyed singing sometimes. It must be an extremely great feeling watching thousands of fan cheering for you while you singing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's the dream of any singer. Do be able to hear the them chanting your name and to be able to feel the echo from them is seriously one of the wonders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completed some lyrics, not the best I guess, I hardly sell much. lately, losing the idea and the feel to write lyrics. Hilariously, I always tell myself the need to stop writing because I have exhausted all the ideas I put, yet I still continue writing. I bet my friends are kutuk-ing me haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving you without seeing you, they don't like it much although I think its the best of this batch of lyrics. Well, I guess the feeling is a bit strange. But it just tell the story of a someone loving a person even without receiving love from another, sufficient. Two hearts doesn't mean it's for two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going Cameroon again for a quick day trip in another 2 weeks time. And, oh I will be posting pictures from Penang...soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND AND AGRENTINA, both are disappointing!!! Well, Italy as well! England, no doubt they lacking the teamwork and pace, Rooney didn't even score. Argentina, they have a great game but not until they meet Germany which Germans literally slaughted them, pity Messi, though, can you see every time he got the ball, 2-3 players will be marking him. Great technique. Italy the saddest one. But I don't mind France, though. The manager is just...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, Football fever is gonna end soon. One month. Holiday gonna end! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tune in here, next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-6622995650614741975?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/6622995650614741975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=6622995650614741975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6622995650614741975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6622995650614741975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/07/feel.html' title='Feel.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-1286288485003534446</id><published>2010-06-27T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T21:37:57.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let it be wonder'/><title type='text'>Loving you without seeing you.</title><content type='html'>Although, the sky is clear, but not my heart, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, the person I wish that my hand will be holding is her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all those were the past, I couldn’t even hope for it now, because if I continue,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be an illusion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, if I continue to dream, even if you’re smiling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re not really smiling for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I just like this*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-1286288485003534446?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/1286288485003534446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=1286288485003534446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1286288485003534446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1286288485003534446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/06/loving-you-without-seeing-you.html' title='Loving you without seeing you.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-141941926362143416</id><published>2010-06-25T11:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T11:50:09.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>XYZ</title><content type='html'>Return home from Penang yesterday. I will talk more about the it when I have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it have been a month plus since my exam was over, and I gain some serious weight. Thanks to the trip and sickness, I hardly exercise. Now, it's time to exercise!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got many things to catch up later. Anyway, till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-141941926362143416?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/141941926362143416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=141941926362143416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/141941926362143416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/141941926362143416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/06/xyz.html' title='XYZ'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-7247477681251599005</id><published>2010-06-24T21:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T21:22:54.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let it be wonder'/><title type='text'>20 Reasons Why We Still Need The “F” Word</title><content type='html'>Yesterday at 01:09&lt;br /&gt;It’s not sexy to be a feminist; it never has been. You won’t be the most popular girl in the room if you have the courage to use the “F” word. But Feminism, and what it stands for, is needed as much now as it was a hundred years ago when women fought for the right to vote.we must continue to support women who want to lead governments and organizations – we still have our own battles to fight. But even more important, we need to support our sisters worldwide who are fighting for their lives and their fundamental human rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Approximately once every ten seconds, a girl somewhere in the world is pinned down. Her legs are pulled apart, and a local woman with no medical training uses a knife or razor blade to slice off some or all of the girl’s genitals. In most cases, without anesthetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Of the estimated 300,000 child soldiers around the world, about 40% are girls and most are sexually abused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. An estimated one hundred million girls worldwide are involved in child labor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. More than 900 million girls and women are living on less than a dollar a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. More girls have been killed in the last 50 years, precisely because they were girls, than men were killed in all the battles of the twentieth century. (Read this one again to make sure you really got it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Female infanticide persists in many countries, and often it is mothers who kill their own daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. One American-sponsored abstinence-only approach to controlling the spread of AIDS, consists of handing out heart-shaped lollipops inscribed with the message: DON’T BE A SUCKER! SAVE SEX FOR MARRIAGE. Then, the session leader invites girls to suck on the lollipops and explains: “Your body is a wrapped lollipop. When you have sex with a man, he unwraps your lollipop and sucks on it. It may feel great at the time, but, unfortunately, when he’s done with you, all you have left for your next partner is a poorly wrapped, saliva-fouled sucker.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Approximately 730,000 American teenage girls will get pregnant this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When a group of girls were interviewed on 20/20, ABC’s primetime news magazine, and asked if they’d rather be fat or lose an arm, they unanimously answered that they’d rather lose an arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The mortality rate associated with anorexia nervosa is twelve times as high as the death rate of all causes of death for American females aged fifteen to twenty-four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Far more women and girls are sold into brothels each year in the early twenty-first century than African slaves were sold into slave plantations each year in the eighteenth or nineteenth centuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Approximately one third of women worldwide face beatings in the home. Women aged fifteen through forty four are more likely to be maimed or die from male violence than from cancer, malaria, traffic accidents, and war combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. A major study by the World Health Organization found that in most countries, between 30% and 60% of women had experienced physical or sexual violence by a husband or boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Grand Mufti Sheikh Abdulaziz, a leading religious authority in Saudi Arabia, declared in 2004 : “Allowing women to mix with men is the root of every evil and catastrophe.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. It is increasingly common for men in South Asia to hurl sulfuric acid into the faces of girls or women who have rejected them. The acid melts the skin and sometimes the bones underneath. When it strikes the eyes, the women are blinded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. In South Africa, rape has become so endemic, that some women protect themselves by inserting a device called a Rapex. It’s a tube, with barbs inside. The woman inserts it like a tampon and any man who tries to rape her impales himself on the barbs and must go to an emergency room to have the Rapex removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. In 2008 the United Nations formally declared rape a “weapon of war.” In one of its reports it claimed that in parts of Liberia during the civil war, 90% of girls and women over the age of three were sexually abused. Major General Patrick Cammaert, a former UN force commander, said : “It has probably become more dangerous to be a woman than a soldier in an armed conflict.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. 122 million women around the world want contraception and can’t get it. Up to 40% of all pregnancies globally are unplanned or unwanted – and almost half of those result in induced abortions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. The equivalent of five jumbo jets’ worth of women die in labor each day. The World Health Organization estimates that 536,000 women perished in pregnancy or childbirth in 2005, a toll that has hardly changed in 30 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. It would take an estimated $9 billion a year to provide all effective interventions for maternal and newborn health to 95% of the world’s population. In contrast, the world spends $40 billion per year on dog food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE IS THE BEST PART! Things that you can do to change the mindset of people around you or even have a different view of what you thought feminism was before :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Start the discussion – forward this article and argue about it with others (women and men).&lt;br /&gt;2. If you are interested to get a better jist of this issue, try watching Isabelle Allende’s passionate TED talk or support women survivors of war and help them to rebuild their communities through Women for Women International.&lt;br /&gt;3. Arden readers...? Read “Half The Sky. Turning Oppression Into Opportunity For Women Worldwide” by Nicholas Kristof and Sheryl WuDunn.&lt;br /&gt;4. Or if you think the term “Feminism” is working against rather than for us – think of a new name and send it to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-7247477681251599005?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/7247477681251599005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=7247477681251599005&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7247477681251599005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7247477681251599005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/06/20-reasons-why-we-still-need-f-word.html' title='20 Reasons Why We Still Need The “F” Word'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-6596930289543269166</id><published>2010-06-16T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T22:04:16.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Light.</title><content type='html'>Time after time, the distain surface was never looked upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Eternity? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither joy nor sadness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For either way of looking from afar;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light of Hope, shall never forestall the spirit of hope,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason for all this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For only once, just once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-6596930289543269166?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/6596930289543269166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=6596930289543269166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6596930289543269166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6596930289543269166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/06/light.html' title='Light.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-9181059298852828598</id><published>2010-06-15T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T21:55:54.899+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special.'/><title type='text'>Z O O.</title><content type='html'>This post is super delayed! Haha As you can see, four of us went to Zoo Negara. Yeah, you read it right, ZOO NEGARA. On 28th May, we went there, expected more than 4 people. And, most of them didn't come (FFK us). Oh well, they gave valid reason, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, check out the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TBeC6Oa4d_I/AAAAAAAABAw/dQlxHXIIKW8/s1600/DSCN2217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TBeC6Oa4d_I/AAAAAAAABAw/dQlxHXIIKW8/s320/DSCN2217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482995008161740786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this picture the most, it's really nice. Reason? Well, peace? 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TBGYdDOP8lI/AAAAAAAAA7o/irHLI2qGQ7A/s320/DSCN2320.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481329846335304274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TBGYfTlWxfI/AAAAAAAAA8I/_vi9diaKbrg/s1600/DSCN2326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TBGYfTlWxfI/AAAAAAAAA8I/_vi9diaKbrg/s320/DSCN2326.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481329885086926322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TBGYev7Md6I/AAAAAAAAA8A/1iIvV0RqKvg/s1600/DSCN2325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TBGYev7Md6I/AAAAAAAAA8A/1iIvV0RqKvg/s320/DSCN2325.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481329875514849186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let the picture to do the talking. haha Yeah, Lazy. Well, had wonderful day though, it's nice to walk around and enjoy the view (just the smell is a lil bit...). Well, I won't be going to zoo for a really long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-9181059298852828598?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/9181059298852828598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=9181059298852828598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/9181059298852828598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/9181059298852828598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/06/z-o-o.html' title='Z O O.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TBeC6Oa4d_I/AAAAAAAABAw/dQlxHXIIKW8/s72-c/DSCN2217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-6524336728654413274</id><published>2010-06-05T17:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T17:54:14.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Sea</title><content type='html'>I'm waiting, still waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the sea of memories, if you looking for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be here, as always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-6524336728654413274?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/6524336728654413274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=6524336728654413274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6524336728654413274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6524336728654413274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/06/sea.html' title='Sea'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-965016372436164239</id><published>2010-06-04T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T20:08:07.626+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='email.'/><title type='text'>I'd be this boyfriend ?</title><content type='html'>Don't care if you have a boyfriend or girlfriend right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if you are a guy or a woman or Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read this, it will make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only everyone could see this and understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she stares at your mouth&lt;br /&gt;Kiss her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she pushes you or hits you like a dummie cause she thinks shes&lt;br /&gt;stronger than you&lt;br /&gt;Grab her and dont let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she starts cursing at you trying to act all tough&lt;br /&gt;Kiss her and tell her you love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she's quiet&lt;br /&gt;Ask her whats wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she ignores you&lt;br /&gt;Give her your attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she pulls away&lt;br /&gt;Pull her back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see her at her worst&lt;br /&gt;Tell her she's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see her start crying&lt;br /&gt;Just hold her and don't say a word &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see her walking&lt;br /&gt;Sneak up and hug her waist from behind &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she's scared&lt;br /&gt;Protect her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she steals your favorite hoodie&lt;br /&gt;Let her keep it and sleep with it for a night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she teases you&lt;br /&gt;Tease her back and make her laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she doesn't answer for a long time&lt;br /&gt;reassure her that everything is okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she looks at you with doubt&lt;br /&gt;Back yourself up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she says that she loves you&lt;br /&gt;she really does more than you can understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she grabs at your hands&lt;br /&gt;Hold her's and play with her fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she bumps into you;&lt;br /&gt;bump into her back and make her laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she tells you a secret&lt;br /&gt;keep it safe and untold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she looks at you in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;dont look away until she does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she says it's over&lt;br /&gt;she still wants you to be hers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she reposts this bulletin&lt;br /&gt;she wants you to read it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stay on the phone with her even if she's not saying anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When she's mad hug her tight and don't let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When she says she's ok don't believe it, talk with her because ten years later she'll remember you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Call her at 12:00am on her birthday to tell her you love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Treat her like she's all that matters to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stay up all night with her when she's sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Watch her favorite movie with her or her favorite show even if you think it's stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Give her the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Let her wear your clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When she's bored and sad, hang out with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Let her know she's important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Don't talk about other girls around her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kiss her in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When she runs up to you crying, the first thing you say is:&lt;br /&gt;"Whose ass am i kicking baby?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-965016372436164239?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/965016372436164239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=965016372436164239&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/965016372436164239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/965016372436164239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/06/id-be-this-boyfriend.html' title='I&apos;d be this boyfriend ?'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-6109735891623384447</id><published>2010-06-03T13:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T13:15:36.550+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change.'/><title type='text'>Changing circumstances.</title><content type='html'>Time for a new look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, a new one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems brighter than the last one. Not bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting something soon, can't wait. Do wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-6109735891623384447?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/6109735891623384447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=6109735891623384447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6109735891623384447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6109735891623384447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/06/changing-circumstances.html' title='Changing circumstances.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-8403019688521219424</id><published>2010-06-03T09:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T10:15:48.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special'/><title type='text'>Trips.</title><content type='html'>Alright, some pictures to post. Last Wednesday, my college mates came over my house. It's all girls trip. haha The guys got busy, but anyway, it's a fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TAcK6Vgky6I/AAAAAAAAA7U/0fNdgFKEBv0/s1600/DSCN2167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TAcK6Vgky6I/AAAAAAAAA7U/0fNdgFKEBv0/s320/DSCN2167.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478359469041961890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They came, and we makan-ing. Mum took this photo for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TAcHg9n24EI/AAAAAAAAA7E/5NFOzNuBnOE/s1600/DSCN2176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TAcHg9n24EI/AAAAAAAAA7E/5NFOzNuBnOE/s320/DSCN2176.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478355734598443074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food. It's chinese vegetarian menu. Usually served during Chinese New Year. But, it's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TAcHgbnkokI/AAAAAAAAA68/ObZGwugQwBg/s1600/DSCN2180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TAcHgbnkokI/AAAAAAAAA68/ObZGwugQwBg/s320/DSCN2180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478355725470442050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls. Went up to catch IP MAN 2. Cathy got sooo emotional, it's fun to see her like that. haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TAcDi6gCWmI/AAAAAAAAA6U/qno6R2OMU80/s1600/DSCN2211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TAcDi6gCWmI/AAAAAAAAA6U/qno6R2OMU80/s320/DSCN2211.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478351370073561698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we play some games, but we got bored. "Oh, only past 5 minutes???", quoting Diana. She must be very, very bored. Well, eventually we went to the play ground. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TAcDibFi-5I/AAAAAAAAA6M/iMp-EAllPjQ/s1600/DSCN2213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TAcDibFi-5I/AAAAAAAAA6M/iMp-EAllPjQ/s320/DSCN2213.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478351361640954770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TAcDh2SKiII/AAAAAAAAA6E/YICYeYkxaIE/s1600/DSCN2215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TAcDh2SKiII/AAAAAAAAA6E/YICYeYkxaIE/s320/DSCN2215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478351351761766530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TAcDhYsXTRI/AAAAAAAAA58/X8uR9gO7nGQ/s1600/DSCN2214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TAcDhYsXTRI/AAAAAAAAA58/X8uR9gO7nGQ/s320/DSCN2214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478351343818591506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures got hang here, I don't know why, troublesome la blogerspot. Thanks for coming. I know it's a long journey over to my place. Haha Thanks again guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, update next time. See ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-8403019688521219424?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/8403019688521219424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=8403019688521219424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/8403019688521219424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/8403019688521219424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/06/trips.html' title='Trips.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/TAcK6Vgky6I/AAAAAAAAA7U/0fNdgFKEBv0/s72-c/DSCN2167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-4691327909591730422</id><published>2010-05-30T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T20:48:16.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Flowers</title><content type='html'>Yoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog is still very much alive. haha Just that I got a lil bit busy this first week of holiday. I went to zoo negara, midvalley trips, Times square trips and wedding dinner trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesh, I have mannny picturers waiting to post, do bear with me, pretty tired to post pictures. So, next week, I gotta stay at home, try to be a good kid and start my training session and penning my work. Got to start some training, I am well aware of my kilos. And, BOOKS! Yes, I'm gonna start to read them without worries and take all the time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess playing games to me, is getting boring. I wonder why, because I'm getting older? Getting disinterest with games I played. Maybe, I need fresh and new games! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 3 months of holiday is really amazing! I mean, I can do lot's of things that I wanted to do and before hand, unable to do so. Say, like travelling! Level up my training session!! All those I can only do so during holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha Okay, I save the talk for next time. See ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-4691327909591730422?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/4691327909591730422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=4691327909591730422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/4691327909591730422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/4691327909591730422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/05/flowers.html' title='Flowers'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-2066519016772164794</id><published>2010-05-22T09:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T10:15:19.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special'/><title type='text'>Sun</title><content type='html'>Greeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may see, I have just completed my examination!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been waited for holiday ever since my revision started. And yeah, I feel very relieve after all the tension and stress subside (not to forget there is still some panic for erm...you know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, you may ask what is my plan during the holiday, I think I listed down there, but there's gonna be a change of heart but, depends how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously in need of reform. Well, I believe the standard is way different compare to past, if I stick to the past, I won't be be...Anyway, people, need to change. The change that according to development of time, paramount important change is to direct your life to the better way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to thing to take things slowly, BUT NO. It's totally wrong, you want to change then change the whole bloodly thing. Because, slow changes CANNOT MEET DEMAND. Believe me, I experience it first hand. Well, of course depends of what kind of circumstances. But, yeah, don't make it a cosmetic change but radical one. Revolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gotta go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-2066519016772164794?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/2066519016772164794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=2066519016772164794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/2066519016772164794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/2066519016772164794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/05/sun.html' title='Sun'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-4405359326957411735</id><published>2010-05-15T08:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T08:24:54.286+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>When the Light shines.</title><content type='html'>There, finished half of my examination. Another 6 days (finishing this coming Friday)...just another six days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The questions are very different. It's very, very, very different. Anyway, all I can do is just move on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys and girls, don't give up ya even it's really hard! Chill! Don't let your dream go away! Stay alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-4405359326957411735?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/4405359326957411735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=4405359326957411735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/4405359326957411735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/4405359326957411735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-light-shines.html' title='When the Light shines.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-3835604261708792930</id><published>2010-05-06T13:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T13:15:30.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Wee~</title><content type='html'>Yosssh. Yeah, acting like a child a bit BECAUSE I finalllllly sign up streamxy! IT's FREGGIN' so much better than celcom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, for the first time, I gotta say I love...eh forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, days left 5 days! So many things to do, so little time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best guys! Take good care of your health! Oranges! Vitamins anything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-3835604261708792930?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/3835604261708792930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=3835604261708792930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3835604261708792930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3835604261708792930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/05/wee.html' title='Wee~'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-4316701964310728443</id><published>2010-05-01T08:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T08:25:58.155+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Yo</title><content type='html'>Greetings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been a while now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my revision classes was over. And, I only left 11 days to go before my final exam. Nervous indeed. Stressful, yeah. But, am waiting for it to finish asap! really! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually nothing much to talk about here. But just wanna say don't give up! Stay close to you goal! Think after this is your 3 months holiday! Alright? Stay alive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-4316701964310728443?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/4316701964310728443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=4316701964310728443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/4316701964310728443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/4316701964310728443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/05/yo.html' title='Yo'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-3787151511685774448</id><published>2010-04-10T04:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T05:21:20.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>When the Light shines.</title><content type='html'>Yoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have time to blog about stuff lately, and don't see one lately. There were lots of stuff happened but couldn't find the mood to write. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, exam left about 31 days. On the surface, got one month. But, but, but, time flows to fast that one month is just few days (alright, I exaggerated). Lot of things to worried especially the fundamental yet to be done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't wait for the exam to be over and follow up a rest that I need it during the holidays. Speaking of it makes me feel so excited. There are many things I would like to do so namely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) GAMES, GAMES, GAMES and GAMES. How can I not be playing games during the holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Write lyrics. I'll dedicate some time on writing, I have a few titles in my my &lt;br /&gt;already. Just waiting for me to write em'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Books. Oh yea, time to complete the list and they are also waiting for me to read them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Traveling! Explore Penang, Klang, Rawang, etc. I guess, I should stay at home all the time during the holiday. It's time for outdoor activities. Yeah, serious! Also, catch up with my old friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Catch up my fitness! I kinda like didn't boxed for a while now. So, it is the goooood time to exercise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Learn something. Say, like learning how to play a guitar. Yeah, kinda interested to learn one. Would like to spend some time learning new dishes as well. Learn some martial arts? Especially the Muay Thai, maybe. I shall see what I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Movie and Anime marathon. Oh, Lord of the Ring, Harry Potter, James Bond. Need to find some good anime, too. Wonder what's new. And, ya, drama, have some in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) SLEEP. I guess this is the No 1 (maybe two, after games, haha) priority among all. Need good night sleep on my very first day of my holiday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Do something that I never try before. Literally means, dare myself to do something I never feel comfort. Why? Come on, you gotta try something if not all, in your life! Experience stuffs to the fullest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) This is reserve for things that I didn't plan, yet. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, enough exposing my private stuff. I hope this will be motivating to me and to some (Yeah, holiday what, you don't feel great?). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys, we entering the crucial and important period. Preparation is the only thing that can make us STAY ALIVE. And, keep your health in optimum level. Vitamin C or some other vitamin, and get your medicine ready, don't delay when you're sick (touch wood). The thing is, get well soon as possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update next time. I will do most of my blogging during the holiday! Good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-3787151511685774448?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/3787151511685774448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=3787151511685774448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3787151511685774448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3787151511685774448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-light-shines.html' title='When the Light shines.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-4978752230048252145</id><published>2010-04-04T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T22:28:24.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='email.'/><title type='text'>Before-After...Marriage.</title><content type='html'>Before Marriage........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation between a man and woman which the man asked the woman to marry to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I added this for better effect, eh, enjoy...:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He: Yes. At last. It was so hard to wait.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She: Do you want me to leave?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He: NO! Don't even think about it. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She: Do you love me?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He: Of course! Over and over!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She: Have you ever cheated on me?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He: NO! Why are you even asking? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She: Will you kiss me?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He: Every chance I get!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She: Will you hit me?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He: Are you crazy! I'm not that kind of person!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She: Can I trust you? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He: Yes.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She: Darling...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After Marriage........ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Simply read again from bottom to top.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-4978752230048252145?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/4978752230048252145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=4978752230048252145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/4978752230048252145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/4978752230048252145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/04/before-aftermarriage.html' title='Before-After...Marriage.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-8259906711112249465</id><published>2010-03-29T06:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T06:30:40.606+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Sun.</title><content type='html'>Oh, Dr. Chua Soi Lek won the president of MCA seat. Not much I can say, but his win, it is not a surprise. As much as we can talk about it, it is the reality (plus another year they will have the official election of MCA), so we shall see how this new president gonna work with his incorporation of ANTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i wanna talk about something other than just politics. Talk about mother. Mother had been sacrifice a lot for our sake and in hope that we will have a good future, become a learned one and in all, have a family and gain happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our mother pured her love for us and that's women for us. Endlessly, will always be there by our side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The least a mother would expect will be betrayal of feeling by her sons and/or daughter. Granted not all mothers....are good,and I'm not going to talk about those type of mother. Anyhow, at times, we let our temper get the better of us, and without realising, we used words or action that hurts our mother. Eventually, our mother will hide her pain, and pretend as if there is nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about that, throughout the years of caring and brought you up, she had fulfilled much of her duties. If you're not mature enough to realise you are being immature, it is fine, We all are human, and subjected to human frailty. No doubt about that. We all learn from mistake and that is how we gain experience of one thing and another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the least you can do, before letting the temper go beyond control, use 5 seconds, hold your thought, and think of consequences. Yes, we have freedom to express our feeling, but in a way, not to hurt other people as well. Tolerate your anger, with 5 seconds or more if you like, it might help to cool down and think ahead of the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, done what I'd suppose to write. Now, Monday, entering the fourth week of revision. 5 more weeks and my examination will arrive. So guys, take care of your health. Stay strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-8259906711112249465?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/8259906711112249465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=8259906711112249465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/8259906711112249465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/8259906711112249465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/03/sun.html' title='Sun.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-7079077323204216728</id><published>2010-03-23T12:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T12:45:52.542+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Tuesday.</title><content type='html'>Yoh, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rarely have the chance to sit down, and blog about stuff lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been busy reading materials after materials. And need to completed it before...exam time. Class after class. Stress level increasing, no doubt. As nearer to the exam, it will come as naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the time people complaining tired la, lazy la, etc. Actually it is just our mind refuse to do something (I should realised by the time I started boxing), even though you're tired and so, actually when your mind allowed some things, it actually will works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep saying tired and wanna rest, will add salt to the wound. I know I realised this too late. But, that doesn't mean now I need to think "oh, next time only I..." or "I'm so ...., get it done tomorrow..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repent and Reform. That's what I learned. I cannot afford to be the same anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work hard now, and enjoy later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-7079077323204216728?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/7079077323204216728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=7079077323204216728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7079077323204216728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7079077323204216728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/03/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-6303069799662339098</id><published>2010-03-19T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T20:38:47.980+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='email.'/><title type='text'>Reason to LIKE a women.</title><content type='html'>Ms. Hana sent me an amazing email. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You can feel her CARE in form of a sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) You can feel her WARMTH in form of a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) You can feel her PASSION in form of a beloved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) You can feel her DEDICATION in form of wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) You can feel her DIVINITY in form of mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) You can feel her BLESSING in form of grandmother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Her heart is so tender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) So Naughty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) So Charming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) So sharing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) So Melodious &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) She is a woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) She is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to provide with pictures but, naw, see ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-6303069799662339098?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/6303069799662339098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=6303069799662339098&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6303069799662339098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6303069799662339098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/03/reason-to-like-women.html' title='Reason to LIKE a women.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-1166758983463623446</id><published>2010-03-15T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T11:33:48.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='email.'/><title type='text'>Well?</title><content type='html'>Girls Need To Realize: WRITTEN BY A GUY :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We guys don't care if you talk to other guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't care if you're friends with other guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you're sitting next to us, and some random guy walks into the room and you jump up and tackle him, without even introducing us, yeah, it pisses us off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without even acknowledging the fact that we're still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't care if a guy calls&gt;OR TEXTS&lt; you,&lt;br /&gt;but at 2 in the morning we do get a little concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is that important at 2 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That it can't wait till the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, when we tell you you're pretty/ beautiful/ gorgeous/&lt;br /&gt;cute/ stunning, we freaking mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell us we're wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll stop trying to convince you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sexiest thing about a girl is confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you can quote me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be mad when we hold the door open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Advantage of the mood im in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us pay for you!&lt;br /&gt;dont 'feel bad'&lt;br /&gt;We enjoy doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile and say 'thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss us when no one's watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you kiss us when you know somebody's looking, we'll be more impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to get dressed up for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we're going out with you in the first place, you don't have to feel the need to&lt;br /&gt;wear the shortest skirt you have or put on every kind of makeup you own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We like you for who you are and not what you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i think a girl looks more beautiful when she's just in her pj's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or my tshirt and boxers, not all dolled up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't take everything we say seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the beauty in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get angry easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop using magazines/media as your bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk about how hott Chris Brown,&lt;br /&gt;Brad Pitt, or Jesse McCartney is in front of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's boring, and we don't care. You have girlfriends for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to the word 'handsome'/'beautiful'&lt;br /&gt;i'd be utterly stunned by a girl who greeted me&lt;br /&gt;with 'Hey handsome!' instead of 'Hey baby/ stud/ cutie/ sexy' or whatever else you can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand im not sayin i wouldn't like it ether ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls, I cannot stress this enough: if you aren't being treated right by a guy, dont wait for him to change!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ditch his sorry butt, disgrace to the male population&lt;br /&gt;and find someone who will treat you with utter respect&lt;br /&gt;Someone who will honor your morals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who will make you smile when you're at your lowest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who will care for you even when you make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who will love you, no matter how bad you make them feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who will stop what they're doing just to look you in the eyes....and say 'i love you' ..and actually mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give the nice guys a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADVICE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Holding Hands&lt;br /&gt;Girls :If you want to hold his hand, gently bump into it a couple of&lt;br /&gt;times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Movies&lt;br /&gt;Girls : During a movie, if he puts his arm around you, tilt your head on his shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Guys : Lift her chin up and kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Loving each other&lt;br /&gt;Guys : When she tells you she loves you, look deep into her eyes, give her a peck on the lips, and tell her you love her&lt;br /&gt;too... And mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Laying below the stars&lt;br /&gt;Girls: When you're both laying under the stars, put your head on his chest and close your eyes as you listen to his steady heart beat&lt;br /&gt;Guys : Whisper in her ear and link your hands with hers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-1166758983463623446?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/1166758983463623446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=1166758983463623446&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1166758983463623446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1166758983463623446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/03/well.html' title='Well?'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-1923026785304692299</id><published>2010-03-09T09:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T09:55:15.606+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>It's morning.</title><content type='html'>Fuhh, 6 hours of class is not that bad. Just that a bit of tiring for a non-stop lectures/tutorials but this is something we had expected. Save no trouble ya. So guys, keep it up, don't give up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago, we celebrated Cathy's birthday. Hmm, I hope we can celebrate it with a better time, more people and way. I might post some picture this Thursday, since it's her birthday. Hope you have a great time ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, revision starts, it had been a pressure time and stress moment to all students. Some rushing to complete reading materials some doing assignments after assignments. Either way is healty, as far as a student concern. But, think this, working adults have to bear with dozens of work (reading documents/presentation/work till night/barely sleep), they still coped well. So if they can do this much of work, without complaining much, we can do it as well. YES, WE CAN. Nothing is impossible. The impossible is your mind thinking it impossible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, guys, just 2 months plus, we will have our 3 months holiday. SO bear with it, do whatever relevant to relax yourself and study! Eat, Sing, Pray, Sleep, whatever, just do it! STAY ALIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-1923026785304692299?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/1923026785304692299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=1923026785304692299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1923026785304692299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1923026785304692299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-morning.html' title='It&apos;s morning.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-4606856626167273440</id><published>2010-03-05T09:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T09:32:03.981+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something.'/><title type='text'>Alert yourself.</title><content type='html'>After skipping my mock examination, I spent some time reflecting my past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regretted that I didn't do something, used many execuses to avoid...yet, those execuses arenot even a valid reason. Figured, my will is not as hard as now, it's a shame to admit but, I want to correct myself. (public punishment, eh? Whatever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I know that this coming months are the most stressful time to all LLB students. But, let's not give up, and remain intact to our goal. STAY ALIVE! (Gackt's song really useful in these situations). As for Intermediate students, this is our first time sitting in a whole diffirent environment, let's take this as a whole new exeperiences and FIGHT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, having class later today, and Revision class starts tomorrow! Totally full in Wednesday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday. I guess, really no more entertainment for me (perhaps blogging is one but...). Though, it's expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, gotta go. Time starts now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once your mind determined,&lt;br /&gt;Follow the instructions.&lt;br /&gt;Once your mind determined,&lt;br /&gt;Don't think, or you will hesitate.&lt;br /&gt;Strike now and strike later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-4606856626167273440?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/4606856626167273440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=4606856626167273440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/4606856626167273440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/4606856626167273440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/03/alert-yourself.html' title='Alert yourself.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-1405392968268486447</id><published>2010-03-01T11:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T11:27:51.801+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Long.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You may only know something in long term, &lt;br /&gt;The true colours, the true secret, and the true desire,&lt;br /&gt;Short terms may just an illusion given by others, &lt;br /&gt;Where one may purposely shows what it's just merely an illusion to others,&lt;br /&gt;Know them well, do not misjugde them and may the truth to be set free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-1405392968268486447?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/1405392968268486447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=1405392968268486447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1405392968268486447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1405392968268486447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/03/long.html' title='Long.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-4471811185168440504</id><published>2010-03-01T00:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T01:10:18.488+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short message'/><title type='text'>When it rains...</title><content type='html'>Oh, it just remind me of Paramore' song. But it actually suited the purpose of the day because it rained. When it rains, it pacifies your soul. Or rather calm you down a bit if you enrich yourself with the raindrops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gonna skip mock! Heck. This is so un-me. This had been the first time I skipped mock exam (though it's not happened yet, but the mind proved the offence), seems like I'm acting all kid and dare not to retribute what I had done. I gotta admit my mistake and mustn't run away from probem. A man of a virtue would face it and change things. I'm learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to drag things but this gonna serve as reminded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY had officially over. I wonder if many girls will throw mandarins and boys will go and collect it. Not like it matter much to me but their efforts shouldn't be undermine, as you gotta build a bridge to your love one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, time to go. Later guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it rains,&lt;br /&gt;I just want to close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Held the head up towards the sky, &lt;br /&gt;Find the sense of refreshness,&lt;br /&gt;And, remain the perpetual efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STAY ALIVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-4471811185168440504?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/4471811185168440504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=4471811185168440504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/4471811185168440504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/4471811185168440504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-it-rains.html' title='When it rains...'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-2700822694131866117</id><published>2010-02-26T12:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T12:59:10.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Wings.</title><content type='html'>At times, you just wish to forget something,&lt;br /&gt;When you think you could,&lt;br /&gt;It returns with another favour,&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is tempting yet danger follows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's look for the feathers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-2700822694131866117?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/2700822694131866117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=2700822694131866117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/2700822694131866117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/2700822694131866117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/02/wings.html' title='Wings.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-217955929912531596</id><published>2010-02-25T22:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T23:10:55.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures and fun'/><title type='text'>YAY!</title><content type='html'>Hardly had time to blog nowadays. My recent updates would be Final Mock exam is this coming Monday. And, I have classes on Saturday and Sunday. Sunday is the last day of CNY, Chap Goh Mei. See how time flies without notice. Anyhow, MOCK! How to prepare when we are busy celebrating CNY! Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday, my 3 college mates came over to my house (yes, Rawang, they used KTM, too). Wai Keng, Cathy and Siao Ying make efforts to come all the way to my house (just to taste my curry) to bai nian or CNY house visit. I glad they came and sorry to troubled them because it a really hot day plus we have night class as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made curry for them as promised. I can't help but being a bit fussy over the preparation and so on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZA0E6FE9I/AAAAAAAAA14/cmuHmmRdsjE/s1600-h/DSCN2015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZA0E6FE9I/AAAAAAAAA14/cmuHmmRdsjE/s320/DSCN2015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442108463138542546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Curry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZA1JcRJpI/AAAAAAAAA2A/RLaSzQRNreo/s1600-h/DSCN2019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZA1JcRJpI/AAAAAAAAA2A/RLaSzQRNreo/s320/DSCN2019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442108481535551122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THUMBS UP! Wee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZA2D2lJYI/AAAAAAAAA2I/h08NKE01JHQ/s1600-h/DSCN2022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZA2D2lJYI/AAAAAAAAA2I/h08NKE01JHQ/s320/DSCN2022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442108497215169922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WK's super jab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZA3_gKMNI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/0o-WU7ZUyiY/s1600-h/DSCN2026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZA3_gKMNI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/0o-WU7ZUyiY/s320/DSCN2026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442108530407125202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WK and SY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZA20_BHjI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/pa1QDcj4Z5I/s1600-h/DSCN2025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZA20_BHjI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/pa1QDcj4Z5I/s320/DSCN2025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442108510403894834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WK and Cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4aKM5eJEUI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/kbTWaOw8fKU/s1600-h/DSCN2042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4aKM5eJEUI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/kbTWaOw8fKU/s320/DSCN2042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442189153914130754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The free massage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4aQ73IiHBI/AAAAAAAAA5I/1Vtc2sBhKiU/s1600-h/DSCN2043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4aQ73IiHBI/AAAAAAAAA5I/1Vtc2sBhKiU/s320/DSCN2043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442196557810244626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one of the hilarous part when we were about to take the picture Wk yelled something which makes us all burst with laughter. Me and Wk suppose to be 'shocked' to see the girls strangling each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4aKL6L9udI/AAAAAAAAA4A/fhCs7B4CBM4/s1600-h/DSCN2034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4aKL6L9udI/AAAAAAAAA4A/fhCs7B4CBM4/s320/DSCN2034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442189136926456274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4aMxdo8pzI/AAAAAAAAA4g/Pd0dJgcMEXA/s1600-h/DSCN2031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4aMxdo8pzI/AAAAAAAAA4g/Pd0dJgcMEXA/s320/DSCN2031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442191981121677106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Wk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4aMwxhdIAI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/XSuP3IDR0nw/s1600-h/DSCN2029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4aMwxhdIAI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/XSuP3IDR0nw/s320/DSCN2029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442191969279090690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and SY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4aKLAYIUeI/AAAAAAAAA34/C1_-wzTUuiM/s1600-h/DSCN2032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4aKLAYIUeI/AAAAAAAAA34/C1_-wzTUuiM/s320/DSCN2032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442189121408225762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formal Group Picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4aP-cgPbII/AAAAAAAAA5A/ythV1C4TelM/s1600-h/DSCN2040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4aP-cgPbII/AAAAAAAAA5A/ythV1C4TelM/s320/DSCN2040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442195502689905794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys should know :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4aKKia0taI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zGUXjRNfzoc/s1600-h/DSCN2050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4aKKia0taI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zGUXjRNfzoc/s320/DSCN2050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442189113366459810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo but Cat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZLPsTY4ZI/AAAAAAAAA3o/ZbOVMkECiRA/s1600-h/DSCN2046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZLPsTY4ZI/AAAAAAAAA3o/ZbOVMkECiRA/s320/DSCN2046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442119932686426514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullying. Boys and Girls, don't try this at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZLN8ZSgNI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/xA3v39kerOI/s1600-h/DSCN2051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZLN8ZSgNI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/xA3v39kerOI/s320/DSCN2051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442119902646403282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai Mei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZLNLckjJI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/0z14fJ8FhsM/s1600-h/DSCN2055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZLNLckjJI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/0z14fJ8FhsM/s320/DSCN2055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442119889506831506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we leave for college. Lucky is in the picture, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZGowahomI/AAAAAAAAA3A/DmUYVviSFsU/s1600-h/DSCN2056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZGowahomI/AAAAAAAAA3A/DmUYVviSFsU/s320/DSCN2056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442114865728692834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on SY's request, we went to the lake nearby my house. It was SO HOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZGnjYiHSI/AAAAAAAAA2w/_3x9q2UvxFs/s1600-h/DSCN2073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZGnjYiHSI/AAAAAAAAA2w/_3x9q2UvxFs/s320/DSCN2073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442114845050805538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZGm5qnXQI/AAAAAAAAA2o/4SHaxwEO6Hc/s1600-h/DSCN2071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZGm5qnXQI/AAAAAAAAA2o/4SHaxwEO6Hc/s320/DSCN2071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442114833852357890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZGmBuiA4I/AAAAAAAAA2g/wuT1eyvxE0c/s1600-h/DSCN2069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZGmBuiA4I/AAAAAAAAA2g/wuT1eyvxE0c/s320/DSCN2069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442114818836398978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were just tired. Super tired. It's amazing that we can endure for the night class. Haha Well, guys next time you come, I hope we can spend more time and play more fun activities than just playin cards. Oh, remember to....at the lake again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again, thanks for coming guys! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, gotta go. Since the weather is so hot, drink more water and take more fruits. I will update soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-217955929912531596?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/217955929912531596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=217955929912531596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/217955929912531596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/217955929912531596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/02/ya.html' title='YAY!'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S4ZA0E6FE9I/AAAAAAAAA14/cmuHmmRdsjE/s72-c/DSCN2015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-7498729446741572663</id><published>2010-02-19T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T23:30:05.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='message.'/><title type='text'>Email.</title><content type='html'>Take care of your parents.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple man tells how his booking an air ticket for his father, his first flight, brought emotions and made him realize that how much we all take for granted when it comes to our parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents left for our native place on Thursday and we went to the airport to see them off. In fact, my father had never traveled by air before, so I just took this opportunity to make him experience the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of being asked to book tickets by train, I got them tickets on Flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I handed over the tickets to him, he was surprised to see that I had booked them by air. &lt;br /&gt;The excitement was very apparent on his face, waiting for the time of travel. Just like a school boy, he was preparing himself on that day and we all went to the airport, right from using the trolley for his luggage, the baggage check-in and asking for window seat and waiting restlessly for the security check-in to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was thoroughly enjoying himself and I, too, was overcome with joy watching him experience all these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they were about to go in for the security check-in, he walked up to me with tears in his eyes and thanked me. He became very emotional and it was not as if I had done something great but the fact that this meant a great deal to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he said thanks, I told him there was no need to thank me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But later, thinking about the entire incident, I looked back at my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child how many dreams our parents have made come true. Without understanding the financial situation, we ask for football, dresses, toys, outings, etc. Irrespective of their affordability, they have satisfied to all our needs. Did we ever think about the sacrifices they had to make to accommodate many of our wishes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did we ever say thanks for all that they have done for us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same way, today when it comes to our children, we always think that we should put them in a good school. Regardless of the amount of donation, we will ensure that we will have to give the child the best, theme parks, toys, etc. But we tend to forget that our parents have sacrificed a lot for our sake to see us happy, so it is our responsibility to ensure that their dreams are realized and what they failed to see when they were young, it is our responsibility to ensure that they experience all those and their life is complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times, when my parents had asked me some questions, I have actually answered back without patience. When my daughter asks me something, I have been very polite in answering. Now I realize how they would have felt at those moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us realize that old age is a second childhood and just as we take care of our children,the same attention and same care need to be given to our parents and elders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than my dad saying thank you to me, I would want to say sorry for making him wait so long for this small dream. I do realize how much he has sacrificed for my sake and I will do my best to give the best possible attention to all their wishes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because they are old does not mean that they will have to give up everything and keep sacrificing for their grandchildren also. They have wishes, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of ur parents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-7498729446741572663?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/7498729446741572663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=7498729446741572663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7498729446741572663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7498729446741572663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/02/email.html' title='Email.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-5463663770384058084</id><published>2010-02-18T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T19:28:08.122+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special'/><title type='text'>Flowers</title><content type='html'>Bonjour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last day of this term holiday. Means, after today, it's like a war-like state, where I will begin to be a more zero-social life. Erm, maybe not that hardcore. But yeah, I will not go out with friends or so on, at least until end of my exam. Gotta prepared physically and mentally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just returned from Cameroon Highland. The place is really pleasant. Windy in the broadlight and cold in the colourful night. This trip, we literally used our time for food and food only. Why? Because, everywhere also traffic jam. Had irregular time of lunch and dinner, so, first day itself, we spent time inside the car more than normally we should. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch in Cameroon is bad. We went to a restaurant where we normally would go. But since it had been a while after visting that resturant, the restaurant changed owner...means everything also change...include the chef *previous owner is also the head chef, which served us great deal of yummy food*. Not only the service is bad, it took toooo long. What add salt to the wound is the food is bad AND they served another table first, BY RIGHT, we ordered much earlier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward. It's dinner time! Ah, the steamboat is good. Really, it's really good. And, really stuffed with the food there. The price is not bad, too. Consider the food and drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, right after lunch. We went to a temple. Saw many doggies. Poodle being majority there. Their eyes is bulat, bulat (round) very the cute :D And, snaped some pictures, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zeOriAdfI/AAAAAAAAA1o/vj2oAzHH5gM/s1600-h/DSCN1945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zeOriAdfI/AAAAAAAAA1o/vj2oAzHH5gM/s320/DSCN1945.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439466793741612530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next day, went here and there and took many pictures. Especially, I captured some flowers. Oh, they are really beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zeNncFKuI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/P5YvMKXn8bw/s1600-h/DSCN1970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zeNncFKuI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/P5YvMKXn8bw/s320/DSCN1970.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439466775463144162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zeNOZDFQI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/FJE3qPhzdnM/s1600-h/DSCN1996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zeNOZDFQI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/FJE3qPhzdnM/s320/DSCN1996.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439466768739538178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zeMj-0XRI/AAAAAAAAA1I/pi4HFmOuXEA/s1600-h/DSCN1965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zeMj-0XRI/AAAAAAAAA1I/pi4HFmOuXEA/s320/DSCN1965.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439466757355232530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zY3QZJGnI/AAAAAAAAA1A/JX3z5nFfEXw/s1600-h/DSCN1987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zY3QZJGnI/AAAAAAAAA1A/JX3z5nFfEXw/s320/DSCN1987.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439460893761542770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zYAASKkTI/AAAAAAAAA04/JK091NOO5-Q/s1600-h/DSCN1994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zYAASKkTI/AAAAAAAAA04/JK091NOO5-Q/s320/DSCN1994.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439459944544506162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zX-zMFSPI/AAAAAAAAA0o/ljrXIagtRTs/s1600-h/DSCN1991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zX-zMFSPI/AAAAAAAAA0o/ljrXIagtRTs/s320/DSCN1991.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439459923849464050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zR63KzjdI/AAAAAAAAA0g/ZiJGxW4zlCE/s1600-h/DSCN1992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zR63KzjdI/AAAAAAAAA0g/ZiJGxW4zlCE/s320/DSCN1992.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439453259128606162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zR6LAM7iI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Y-orXeGNn3E/s1600-h/DSCN1990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zR6LAM7iI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Y-orXeGNn3E/s320/DSCN1990.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439453247272971810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zR5Q52ZAI/AAAAAAAAA0I/dpQBU0PoE4U/s1600-h/DSCN1989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zR5Q52ZAI/AAAAAAAAA0I/dpQBU0PoE4U/s320/DSCN1989.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439453231677072386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zPgGr_QFI/AAAAAAAAAz4/sUSnksPxwcI/s1600-h/DSCN1986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zPgGr_QFI/AAAAAAAAAz4/sUSnksPxwcI/s320/DSCN1986.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439450600414593106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zPfupMadI/AAAAAAAAAzw/UDdMM_M3rEI/s1600-h/DSCN1983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zMw6jNGYI/AAAAAAAAAzY/jd-q2Ur1Tgs/s320/DSCN1984.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439447590679419266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zMv-xpqpI/AAAAAAAAAzI/ZyA9IJFxqtg/s1600-h/DSCN1982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zMv-xpqpI/AAAAAAAAAzI/ZyA9IJFxqtg/s320/DSCN1982.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439447574633884306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zMvXPVcHI/AAAAAAAAAzA/7NNhzNFn-m4/s1600-h/DSCN1981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zMvXPVcHI/AAAAAAAAAzA/7NNhzNFn-m4/s320/DSCN1981.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439447564020969586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zJoqf8auI/AAAAAAAAAy4/Wht7rFCQhG8/s1600-h/DSCN1980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zJoqf8auI/AAAAAAAAAy4/Wht7rFCQhG8/s320/DSCN1980.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439444150396938978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zJoDa08dI/AAAAAAAAAyw/ozJzobTHWnQ/s1600-h/DSCN1979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zJoDa08dI/AAAAAAAAAyw/ozJzobTHWnQ/s320/DSCN1979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439444139906494930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zJnhLkFxI/AAAAAAAAAyo/2uKqtWxmRKk/s1600-h/DSCN1978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zJnhLkFxI/AAAAAAAAAyo/2uKqtWxmRKk/s320/DSCN1978.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439444130715670290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zJmynb7wI/AAAAAAAAAyg/PDQKrozEPAg/s1600-h/DSCN1977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zJmynb7wI/AAAAAAAAAyg/PDQKrozEPAg/s320/DSCN1977.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439444118216109826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zJjlYReRI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Y_4AOG6b6kA/s1600-h/DSCN1976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zJjlYReRI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Y_4AOG6b6kA/s320/DSCN1976.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439444063123241234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, got home pretty late, due to traffic jam. Man, during the time like this, KL have no traffic jam. Anyway, that's all. Thanks for dropping by! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK TO COLLEGE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-5463663770384058084?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/5463663770384058084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=5463663770384058084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/5463663770384058084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/5463663770384058084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/02/flowers.html' title='Flowers'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S3zeOriAdfI/AAAAAAAAA1o/vj2oAzHH5gM/s72-c/DSCN1945.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-1374907582609652402</id><published>2010-02-15T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T22:53:29.523+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special.'/><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>Greetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the second day of Chinese New Year. It certainly a great festive season to celebrate. Let’s recap of what I did few days ago. Last Friday, went on to clean and tidy up my room and later that evening, got my hair coloured with burgundy red. It turned out quite okay, just that the colour couldn’t stay; it will slowly be colourless (red-less) with each session of washing the hair. Not a concern, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Lunar eve or CNY eve whichever you may call, instead of staying at home, went to Sungai Wang and hang around for an hour, before going to Capitol Hotel (I finally realised it was not called Federal Hotel, but it’s one of the Federal Hotel’s branches) for a buffet dinner. Realised something in Sungai Wang, surprise, surprise, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The buffet was good, really good. There got so many yummy stuffs that I couldn’t resist, people should check it out, for the price is pretty reasonable, it’s in KL, you know? After getting home, I’m so stuffed, excellent! Oh, got many pretty girls, too. A plus, I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people played fireworks, and it was lively, well, especially since you won’t be sleeping early, you got fireworks to cheer you up a little. I had literally spent the first and second day of CNY watching movies, playing games and eating! CNY mood 100%! &lt;br /&gt;Well, after this I gotta start working on my body and mentality. Exam is like 2 months plus away, gotta prepare! No more lazy moments! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now...Tag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your ten favorite songs by the solo singer/band, write the reason why and challenge others to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GACKT!&lt;br /&gt;i) Mizerable-the first song that sparked my interest to listen to Gackt’s songs. &lt;br /&gt;ii) Next Decade-oh, who wouldn’t like this song? You’re the Next, Next Decade!&lt;br /&gt;iii) Setsugekka-The End of Silence-This song is so remarkable. Simply amazing.&lt;br /&gt;iv) Stay Alive-Just amazing. &lt;br /&gt;v) Rain-I can say this is one of the best, no question.&lt;br /&gt;vi) Flower-a song that you can really feel.&lt;br /&gt;vii) Kimino Tameni Dekirukoto-good song, really it is. Good melody, good lyrics and what else you can ask?&lt;br /&gt;viii) Megurai-yet another good job from Gackt, literally.&lt;br /&gt;ix) Saikai-Story-man, who cannot feel this emotional song?&lt;br /&gt;x) Returner-Yami no Shuuen-very unique and very special.&lt;br /&gt;Really, this is not in chronology order, I have so many songs to list!&lt;br /&gt;Now, up next:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name one or more songs that can describe as many moods of yours as possible using only ONE ARTIST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist : Gackt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad : Rain, Setsugekka-The end of Silence, Flower, Sayonara, Story&lt;br /&gt;Happy : Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;Angry : Redemption, Ghost&lt;br /&gt;Ecstatic : Ai Senshi, Cube, Seki Ray&lt;br /&gt;Excited : Papa Lapped a pap Lopped, Vanilla, Black stone, Secret Garden&lt;br /&gt;Determined : Next Decade, Stay Alive, Journey through the Decade&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy :  Ares&lt;br /&gt;Grumpy : Ghost&lt;br /&gt;In Love : Kimi ni Aitakute, Todokanai Ai to Shitteittano ni Osae Kirezu ni Aishitsuzuketa, December love song&lt;br /&gt;Hyper : Cube, Blue Lagoon, Asrun Dream&lt;br /&gt;Crazy : Asrun Dream, Justified&lt;br /&gt;Inspired : Returner-Yami no Shueen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be possiblly list out every song here, though.sp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagging: Whoever interested to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, am going to Cameron Highland tomorrow, so cheer up, Expect more pictures in the future! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy CNY! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-1374907582609652402?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/1374907582609652402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=1374907582609652402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1374907582609652402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1374907582609652402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/02/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-1948117081785888302</id><published>2010-02-12T10:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T10:52:34.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special'/><title type='text'>Holiday!</title><content type='html'>Chinese New Year is coming sooooooon! HOHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From few weeks, my family had been busy buying goods, decorate the house, gardening and cleaning. In fact, we also will be under go some changes, at least my mum and dad coloured their hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tomorrow is the Reunion dinner, I bet everyone will try to get back to their hometown as soon as possible, expect the traffic jam and so. But hey, that's the thing we will go through especially during any special season, something like this is pretty like a culture in Malaysia (perhaps elsewhere).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for today. See ya. Happy Holiday! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-1948117081785888302?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/1948117081785888302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=1948117081785888302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1948117081785888302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1948117081785888302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/02/holiday.html' title='Holiday!'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-4377385623071474737</id><published>2010-02-09T12:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T13:23:45.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special'/><title type='text'>Yeahh.</title><content type='html'>2010 certainly started with a bang, with lots and lots of stuff happened through this two months. What is more is CNY is just this weekend. Oh, I couldn't wait it better. Well, not just about ang pao, not just about holiday but it's a festive season that everyone will be looking forward to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, lately into rapping and dancing, again. I thought these two parts will only come and go and never return. But it had returned after so long. Well, my flexibility had bid me farewell long ago *but I think boxing might helped me*, I think if I try to dance I will dance like...which I did...anyway, don't ponder further, you will be "surprise".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I have my passion for dancing first before singing. Well, it's not altogether funny that last time I used to dance better *mark my word, just better, not good* but have my passion on writing lyrics and singing later on because it's easier. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should put my passion on my studies because my exam is SUPER NEAR. Heck, what am I doing here? One word, lazy. Laziness had been plagued inside my body ever since...Boy oh boy, in need a wake up call, a BIG one, if possible. CNY will be like one week holiday, so one week holiday without studies, time is running out. It's like now or never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I saw/heard friends being busy for CNY and also valentine. Saw them buying stuffs, making personal goodies for their loved one and all. They put much effort into this, I doubt I will be taking initiative (if I ever have one la). Not really a romantic person, I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm more concern with my CNY :P Oh, I just can't wait for the great food, outing, forgetting all the stresses in life just for that moment. Good time, just few days away! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got night class to catch up, so I should rest up the time. Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-4377385623071474737?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/4377385623071474737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=4377385623071474737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/4377385623071474737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/4377385623071474737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/02/yeahh.html' title='Yeahh.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-2358018532297140269</id><published>2010-02-09T07:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T07:28:38.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><title type='text'>Y2J</title><content type='html'>Oh, got stuck again with the song Scandal (Vanness &amp; Kangta).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, which guy shouldn't learn to sing Scandal? Show some manliness a bit, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-2358018532297140269?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/2358018532297140269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=2358018532297140269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/2358018532297140269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/2358018532297140269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/02/y2j.html' title='Y2J'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-4680994126601839598</id><published>2010-02-08T08:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T08:18:21.367+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotation.'/><title type='text'>Mine, is all mine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"What is mine, is mine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is yours, is also mine!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality check up, perhaps?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-4680994126601839598?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/4680994126601839598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=4680994126601839598&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/4680994126601839598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/4680994126601839598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/02/mine-is-all-mine.html' title='Mine, is all mine.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-7673425814037832337</id><published>2010-02-06T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T11:07:08.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S22QS8R4NLI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/nkzwVdLVk64/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S22QS8R4NLI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/nkzwVdLVk64/s320/love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435158980399215794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is such a strong emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It derive from you heart (exclude scientific for the moment ya), you will skip a beat or two. Then you began to feel the burning sensation on your face, feeling uncomfortable (although, it's somewhat not unpleasant, perhaps otherwise). Then, you will feel like talking with/seeing him/her. (I would prefer to talk in the guy's point of view, girls may have different views, so excuse me if I mentioned a wrong opinion).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I will be using *we*, just an example,not gonna include me, personally, so I can explain better.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when we were younger, some began to like a person, then go on telling her/him (if possible, school days what) what do feel. Praying at any second that the person we like will in turn reciprocate. Some unable, some will. Then, life with excitement began or some end with sour in their faces and hearts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, later on, love motivates us to do many things. Some beyond understanding, some beyond normal effort. Some willing to do anything for their beloved. See how love can effect youngster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when we reached certain age like hitting 20s, we then began to find a partner that really possible to be husband and wife (no, not ignoring the fact that during school days, some already thought that far), as one began to mature, most will start to be serious in their relationship. Then, another level of motivation dwell inside us, to do the best thing they could for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward, until old age, sticking till then is all but because of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire that, of course. Everyone else sure hopes for the return after you invest hard on them, yes? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not to talk about those lust and stuff, all those are really ingenuine. Sex is not the answer, it's a question. What we want in return is the person we can grow old together, spend time together, seeing each other the ugly side each morning, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if someone with various reason have to let go of love of his/her lifetime? Why, right? Isn't it unwise? Why let it go? Many questions might be asked. Fair enough, the person might not want to hurt their beloved (even though, it may hurt at first, and you may not even tell the person I like you or so). There always a constant debate between my friends that should the guy go ahead tell the girl even he have various valid reasons not to do so? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said yes. They questioned about the guy's bravery and why should he be afraid and so. Aye, I would question the guy as well, for why must he hesitates, it's so not guy thing to do. But on second thought, would it be selfish? Knowing that you may not be able to embrace the happiness with her, and nonetheless go on and take it? *this may sound familiar to some*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many people able to have a love life with ease. Many obstacles and many troubles, too. But, that strengthen the bond of that relationship. Yet, not everyone given the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will continue next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-7673425814037832337?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/7673425814037832337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=7673425814037832337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7673425814037832337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7673425814037832337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/02/love.html' title='Love?'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S22QS8R4NLI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/nkzwVdLVk64/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-7064139572610471457</id><published>2010-02-04T23:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T23:10:37.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special'/><title type='text'>Try and take a look.</title><content type='html'>Check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only "great minds" can read this &lt;br /&gt;This is weird, but interesting! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;fi yuo cna raed tihs, yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid too &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe out of 100 can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! if you can raed tihs forwrad it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-7064139572610471457?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/7064139572610471457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=7064139572610471457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7064139572610471457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7064139572610471457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/02/try-and-take-look.html' title='Try and take a look.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-7089886102963627272</id><published>2010-01-30T23:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T23:38:50.027+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special'/><title type='text'>After a long week.</title><content type='html'>At last, I finally able to find time to sit and write my blog, I originally intended to write (as concern with several incidents happened this week) few days back, but unable with valid reasons. I think this would be a long, long post, so stay tune, grab a coffee or tea and read (pun intended, don’t take it seriously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will start off by talking about my hair style! I changed a new one; previously I have the same old spiky hair thing for like almost 4 years or 3 years, so eventually I tested a new hair style back in December, to see if I could actually avoid the same hair style, so, until last Sunday, I think I muster some courage and asked the hair stylish to cut it short and neat. They said I looked...like an innocent boy. You see, it’s BOY. But never mind, I’m content with this new style, should had cut it back then.&lt;br /&gt;2010 certainly started with a bang; thus far I’m pleased with the beginning of the year. I actually did some unexpected things and tried out new stuffs. Not to forget, make more new friends, well, life suppose to be full of variety, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday, I actually told myself to celebrate everyone’s birthday in my college, as I don’t want them to be celebrating without our intake mate, the time 3 years may be long, but it will just end pretty fast in the blink of eye. So, we undertook a special mission on Tuesday. The mission consists of me, Siao Ying, Wai Keng and also Vatsela, after our lunch in the college’s lounge, rushed ourselves to Times Square, we began our search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We scouted presents for Vivian and Kimberly (whose birthday is on 2nd of Feb, and we celebrated today and Kimberly’s on 27th). We went in to S&amp;J, quite a good shop to look for gifts and so. Then we went to a shop full of Gundam, Yu-Gi-Oh cards and Cars, Wai Keng want to seek something there. We walked around for at least an hour until we made our mind to get the Mug with photos for them. BUT, we don’t have photos of the girls! So we ran around to look for a Cyber cafe, in which we succeed, and did whatever we could and save the pictures into Vatsela’s memory stick (her recorder), rushed back and chose the suitable mugs and key chain, we then went to Old Town for a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was about 3pm, but we still haven’t found an appropriate restaurant for the Saturday’s celebration (today). On Wai Keng’s suggestion, we went to Sg. Wang to look for T.Bowl where they serve food with...toilet bowl (custom made one) and ice-creams like....sh*t shaped...But as matter of fact, it’s not disgusting, in fact it’s something new, so we chose this shop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When almost everything seems to be done, the shop keeper hasn’t complete installing the pictures to the mug. We waited until 5pm, and we have evening class during that day! It’s the least surprising but we were all but tired. Eventually when the stuffs were done, we went to S&amp;J for the final touch, wrappings! We were late, so we don’t have time for dinner, we grab bread instead. It was a tiring day, but the night hasn’t over.&lt;br /&gt;We got to our class in time, and Ms.Meera started her lectures,  Vatsela compromise with her to...sing happy birthday song to Kimberly, in which she agreed profusely. The class ended at 9 plus, and we then had a mini celebration and Siao Ying and I both presented Kimberly the present and birthday card. That’s settled for the day and night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually fast forward, here comes Friday, my mother’s birthday (happy birthday, mum!) and we also invited for an annual dinner by my dad’s friend in Klang. I was already sick on that day, and some more I needed to wear formal attire, but the shirt indeed kept me from being cold. Class ended at 5.30pm, but my dad’s late due to traffic jam, so, stuck in the college for 40 over minutes, and there started the great traffic jam. We thought we were late for the dinner, but usually in any typical Chinese function, they start serving food pretty late, so we managed to arrive on time and eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food there were just marvellous, they served exotic and expensive cuisine!  Abalone, surrrp, Scallops, surrrrp, and many more surrrrps! Haha I was basically stuffed! But, the sore throat didn’t help much, causing some great uncomfortable. Anyhow, got home late and slept late but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up very early because it’s Saturday! Going to celebrate Vivian’s birthday and oh, Happy Thaipusam to all my Indian friends and as well as those who celebrate! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I woke up pretty much early, I wouldn’t want to be late since the present and other stuff were with me, dangerous. I got to Sg.Wang by 11.30, then somehow, Wai Keng texted me with “Fast, Fast, Fast...”, really a LOL moment, because he booked the place for us, and he was there alone, and it seems the waitress wanna halau (get rid) of us. I got the cake; Cathy followed me because she doesn’t know where T.Bowl located. In case you’re wondering, we were split into two groups, Group A (Heather, Kimberly, Jane Siao Ying and Money) they in charge of stalling for time and guide the birthday girl to T.Bowl, we meant for surprise a party, you see. And group B (Me, Wai Keng, Cathy, Victoria, Alex and Vatsela) was the one to keep everything in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan ran smoothly and we celebrated Vivian’s birthday! Thankfully, our plan worked out, otherwise our hard work will be in vain. I guess after this, I won’t have much kind of activities until June. Gotta start preparing for exam, it’s just 3 months away (as our lecturers always remind us) It’s time to do it!&lt;br /&gt;By the way, so sorry, Vincent, I suppose to meet you today but I got really sick, I will see you next week I guess? I was requested for another lyrics writing work, but I can’t resume any writing until June, so, will be a busy time for me by then. I wanna get my driving license, too! Haha planned so many things when in fact my exam hasn’t started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow is my daddy’s birthday, it seems my dad doesn’t want any kind of celebration (or deep inside, he wanted?), tomorrow will be just a normal one. Well, I need my rest, too, in serious need of rest! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I need to thank all of them that without them, the celebration won't be a success. Thanks for the effort guys! :D I know that time and energy had gone, but in the end, we enjoyed, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wrote such a hefty post, wouldn’t mind right, I updated one shot like this? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe finally a few days holiday! Sufficent enough, let's enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-7089886102963627272?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/7089886102963627272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=7089886102963627272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7089886102963627272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7089886102963627272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/01/after-long-week.html' title='After a long week.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-8713700513154766486</id><published>2010-01-29T00:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T00:15:38.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S2G3sO0mhTI/AAAAAAAAAyI/aEyiIJvqvi0/s1600-h/DSCN1921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S2G3sO0mhTI/AAAAAAAAAyI/aEyiIJvqvi0/s320/DSCN1921.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431824596106380594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to my mum!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you, mum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being there for me and guide me to the great virtue of life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update, soon! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-8713700513154766486?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/8713700513154766486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=8713700513154766486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/8713700513154766486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/8713700513154766486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-to-my-mum-love-you-mum.html' title=''/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S2G3sO0mhTI/AAAAAAAAAyI/aEyiIJvqvi0/s72-c/DSCN1921.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-3179011772179484178</id><published>2010-01-23T09:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T10:55:08.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Politics.</title><content type='html'>Family politics is never pleasant especially when you stuck in between. The weirdness is that you bond with them because of the future benefit, while you actually never like them at all. The truth is, when they completely used you, they'll leave you behind, even you're the sibling of that person. Granted, it happened around the world but it's your family, which cuts the deepest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family politics won't exist in every family, but unfortunately it does on certain family. Some siblings or any family members will be the one who will stick to the head of the family and do whatever things to buy his/her heart. Eventually, to gain favour, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some siblings will be eyeing their own siblings' money, or especially if the husband/wife of the siblings is rich or from the upper class. So, they will also stick with them to, again, gain favour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the reality, but I had qualified myself, not all families are like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all kind of politics, family politics...one of the ugliest form. They break children's wellbeing, they never consider the children's feeling, and by all sort of things happened, the baddest thing could happen is that, it influences the children, so the cycle rotates again and again. The children as innocent they are, suffered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I think what the children need is a normal and comfortable childhood. It's an essential need. Some cases, they couldn't bond with their relative, and what worse is their parents doesn't allowed to mix with them for fearing many reasons. Some due to personal hatred toward their own siblings, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, just people doing this for the sake of their own. It can't be help, no one is perfect, but it is just plain weird and abnormal when family politics just happened like this. Perhaps, you're sisters/brothers in law could inject poison to you own siblings, I'm telling this for real, and beware, it's not entirely impossible. It happenned and I witnessed before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the fact of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, unjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are just too complex. They just complicated matters &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, is this the happiness they want? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They may have the wealth, the health, the status, I doubt they could live with happiness. Perhaps they could, but amazingly done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my share of thought in this issue, though it's not very in detail, but I don't wanna spare more details and my thought. It's not really an important issue. Some able to cope well, and live on. Life goes on, you see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let's offer a minute of silent and prayer to the victims of the Haiti and the dragon boat incident.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-3179011772179484178?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/3179011772179484178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=3179011772179484178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3179011772179484178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3179011772179484178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/01/politics.html' title='Politics.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-3991572962488316946</id><published>2010-01-20T10:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T11:21:08.835+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books.'/><title type='text'>Brisingr!</title><content type='html'>Done reading Brisingr! It took me about 2 weeks to completed 700+ pages. It seems increased each volume by the way. But, never mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S1Zw77yVPVI/AAAAAAAAAxw/qBhgGa4mR44/s1600-h/brisingr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S1Zw77yVPVI/AAAAAAAAAxw/qBhgGa4mR44/s320/brisingr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428650575805103442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is about a farm boy who finds a blue and white streaked stone while on an unsuccessful hunting trip. The stone has chosen to open his eyes to a world, which he had so far assumed to be only in stories. (I copied this from somewhere)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, done reading the first book for 2010. I got 9 more books to go (or strictly, 14 more). To keep as a reminder, I'm gonna write it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Art of Happiness by Dalai Lama.&lt;br /&gt;2) Art of War by Sun Tsu&lt;br /&gt;3) Wisdom of Confucius&lt;br /&gt;4) The Appeal by John Grisham&lt;br /&gt;5) Philosophy&lt;br /&gt;6) 360 Degree leader by John C. Maxwell&lt;br /&gt;7) The Teachings of Buddha&lt;br /&gt;8) Paradox&lt;br /&gt;9) Leadership Gold also by John C. Maxwell&lt;br /&gt;10) The 48 Laws of Power by Robert Greene&lt;br /&gt;11) Justice and Tolerance in the Quran by Harun Yahya&lt;br /&gt;12) Hannibal Rising&lt;br /&gt;13) Emotional Intelligence by Daniel Goleman&lt;br /&gt;14) Rich Dad Poor Dad &lt;br /&gt;15) Brisingr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long list indeed. But, this is what I need to read. it's not in chronology order. But After Brisingr, I will start Art of Happiness by Dalai Lama. The book actually teach us that we should leave negative emotion for the better sake of your own and others, logical, but not all of us practice, so this book here, by Dalai Lama teachings, is a great one. I think I will read along The Teachings of Buddha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as my resolution this year, I hope to completed at least 10 books before the end of 2010. So that I can re-stock haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, read Brisingr if you like fantasy stories. It's called the Cycle of Inheritance. Eragon as the first volume and Eldest the second. Now, I had done reading the 3rd volume, I have to wait for the 4Th and the last volume of the series. Oh, I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-3991572962488316946?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/3991572962488316946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=3991572962488316946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3991572962488316946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3991572962488316946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/01/brisingr.html' title='Brisingr!'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S1Zw77yVPVI/AAAAAAAAAxw/qBhgGa4mR44/s72-c/brisingr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-6326200440080177117</id><published>2010-01-18T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T23:50:08.805+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Capture the beauty.</title><content type='html'>Without doubt, I love musical instrument. Well, I guess you can see that on my playlist right? I don't know if those can attract you, but those are the simple gift that can allow your soul to relax. Well, that's good about music, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like violin and piano. Not to forget, I'm quite fond of guitar. But, my regret for now would be not being able to play any instrument. I would like to play violin (since piano will take me long to learn, but, hey, nothing is impossible!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I can't play for now, so the only gap I can fill is through singing but the closer to this is writing lyrics. Hmm, I can't produce or compose, but, writing it is the best I can, at least the melody is in my mind, ringing. The time whenever I tried to sit down and focus on my writing and that melody, I felt that I'm able to connect to music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, life without music can be very dull. Well, after all, even now we may hear some sound. Those can be music too. Regardless, we often play some music within our mind, whether sad times or good times, anytime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing lyrics had became my habit, I could express feeling more freely. I admit, I don't express my own feeling that easily, I don't show it too. Call me shy or introvert, as I'm both (ain't that ignorant to not notice the truth la), writing it out makes it so much easier. Occasionally, it's pretty fun and at times pretty depressing. But, once you're done, you will be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, done the music part. Finally completed the 5 days straight of classes. Will have two day breaks, though it's gonna be used for better purpose. The feat will be repeated this week, too. Busy, busy. But, I guess it worth it. Today, Ms.Anne reminded my that why we need to respect our teachers. Teachers are in a noble cause, they willing to spend their time just to teach students, like us, mum always said we have to respect our teachers, something I still carry till now. Make no tarry, say your appreciation and apologies to your teachers if you did something wrong, they are the giver of knowledge, don't regret it, really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright that for today. Update soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-6326200440080177117?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/6326200440080177117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=6326200440080177117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6326200440080177117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6326200440080177117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/01/c.html' title='Capture the beauty.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-6415099100256213135</id><published>2010-01-15T20:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T21:54:02.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Posting pictures! Tuesday we celebrated Wai Keng's birthday. So, here's some pictures to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S1BqfQg6-II/AAAAAAAAAxo/HCkOY4hE7_8/s1600-h/20978_1273827360782_1082876897_30834436_5541135_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S1BqfQg6-II/AAAAAAAAAxo/HCkOY4hE7_8/s320/20978_1273827360782_1082876897_30834436_5541135_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426954636222986370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birthday boy, as himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S1BqfKhXbcI/AAAAAAAAAxg/hz7DFkWXHEM/s1600-h/20978_1273827720791_1082876897_30834444_1423361_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S1BqfKhXbcI/AAAAAAAAAxg/hz7DFkWXHEM/s320/20978_1273827720791_1082876897_30834444_1423361_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426954634614238658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group. Well, many people as you can see. Erm, no need for me to say them out ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S1BqJFmgLrI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/sNgWvxMy0uw/s1600-h/20978_1273827480785_1082876897_30834439_6796638_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S1BqJFmgLrI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/sNgWvxMy0uw/s320/20978_1273827480785_1082876897_30834439_6796638_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426954255336484530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accordingly, it is a practice that birthday boy/girl have to..erm...take out the candle with his/her mouth. I don't know who created this up, and I have no idea about the reason why as well. But, it's for the sake of the birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S1BqIappPII/AAAAAAAAAxA/XJcVk1sDjp8/s1600-h/20978_1273826000748_1082876897_30834426_6952031_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S1BqIappPII/AAAAAAAAAxA/XJcVk1sDjp8/s320/20978_1273826000748_1082876897_30834426_6952031_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426954243806936194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CAKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S1BqIBMfJwI/AAAAAAAAAw4/4097UFmJzBk/s1600-h/20978_1273825960747_1082876897_30834425_5217565_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S1BqIBMfJwI/AAAAAAAAAw4/4097UFmJzBk/s320/20978_1273825960747_1082876897_30834425_5217565_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426954236973754114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The PEACE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROM NIGHT is here, and I didn't go! Whatever it is, wishing my friends a great night and great performance (albeit it's kinda late now to wish them haha!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I am in clouded mood. Some incident happened, which casted...storm in my mind, a deep scar in my heart, I must say. But, I guess thanks to this, I managed to pull of from something I don't want to feel. I had questioned my own doubt, my own purpose and my own feeling. What I'm about to chose, will have a great effect on something. it's amazing that some people might possible act upon something when they actually do not the truth lies within it. Understand or not, they will find it out later, only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes on Saturday, Sunday and Monday. Here I go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-6415099100256213135?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/6415099100256213135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=6415099100256213135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6415099100256213135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6415099100256213135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/01/posting-pictures-tuesday-we-celebrated.html' title=''/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S1BqfQg6-II/AAAAAAAAAxo/HCkOY4hE7_8/s72-c/20978_1273827360782_1082876897_30834436_5541135_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-4516419674798070111</id><published>2010-01-14T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T01:18:06.056+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>L.</title><content type='html'>The strictest form of life is to find the truth,&lt;br /&gt;To whom shall you seek to prevail,&lt;br /&gt;To whom shall you ponder for an answer,&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, the answer lies within you &lt;br /&gt;And, you alone to quest upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-L.V. Chapter 5(1)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-4516419674798070111?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/4516419674798070111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=4516419674798070111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/4516419674798070111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/4516419674798070111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/01/l_14.html' title='L.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-1187972613007193688</id><published>2010-01-13T17:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T17:26:51.522+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special'/><title type='text'>What guys ought to know.</title><content type='html'>102 Things Guys need to know about Girls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do not cheat on a girl. We girls talk, we WILL know, and we WILL find out, and we WILL dump you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Be aware of all your girlfriends’ guy friends, brothers, fathers, or anything. They are protective. Every single male friend we have will kick your ass if you end up hurting her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Never ever miss an opportunity to tell her that she’s beautiful. We girls love that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If she slapped you hard, you probably deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do not be afraid of holding her. If she’s going out with you in the first place, it’s obvious that she likes you and wants to be in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Every girl should eventually get three things from her boyfriend -- a stuffed animal, one of his sweatshirts or hoodie’s, and a really pretty piece of jewelry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Make sure she gets home safely as often as you can. If you're dropping her off, walk her to the door. If you aren't dropping her off, call to be sure she's home safely. We think that’s really cute and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If a guy is bothering your girlfriend, it is your right to beat the sh!t out of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you're talking to a female friend of yours, pull your girlfriend closer. It’ll make her feel secure that you love her more than the other girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Never ever slap her, even if it's just in a joking way. Even if she swats you first, and says, "Oh, you're so dumb" or something, never make any gestures back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Go along with her to a chick flick once in a while. She doesn't care whether you enjoy it or not, it just matters that you went with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you're officially dating, and you're introducing her to your friends, you'd better damn well introduce her as your girlfriend. Or else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Girls are fragile. Even if you're play fighting/wrestling, be very gentle. Let her win once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Memorize your girlfriend’s birthday. You forget her birthday and you're basically screwed for life. Not gonna lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Don't drench yourself in the cologne, but smell good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. You don’t have to spend a million dollars on the Birthday/Christmas/Valentine gift. It doesn't have to be expensive, or cost anything but it has to be meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Don’t ever lie to us; we always find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Don’t say you understand when you don’t. That’s bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Remember: Girls are pretty, but yours is the Prettiest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Saying something sweet might get you off the hook; but doing something sweet will always get you off the hook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Size does matter, but only to hoes; not girls that want relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. No matter what you say, your ex-girlfriend is a hoe. Don’t bother trying to convince us otherwise, that is a bad idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. It’s good to be sensitive, to a point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. If you did something wrong, apologize. Even if you didn’t, do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. You did something bad. I seem cool with it. I'm not. (See directly above.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. We are self-conscious by nature; we can’t help it. Let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. We don’t shave our legs every day so just get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Shave your face, no matter how cool you think your goatee or beard or mustache looks, we probably hate it. We like you clean shaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Show off a little, we think it’s cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. You are our boyfriend, our man, our protector, whether you know it or not, you are; act like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. You are cute in raglan-sleeved T-shirts (two-toned baseball undershirts).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. We love it when you hug us from behind and whisper in our ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. "Fine" is NEVER an appropriate response when I ask you how I look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Most of the time when I fantasize, it's about you. Don’t obsess over that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. I expect you to call me. If you don’t, you go down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. I'm more forgiving of you than I really should be. Don’t you dare take advantage of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. When I compare my flabby tummy to a kangaroo pouch, say nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. You look hot in hooded clothing items. Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. You should never tell a girl what to do. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Any decent man will ask a girl out to her face. I mean; if you aren’t man enough to ask us out to our face, who says youre gonna be man enough to our boyfriend at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Girls are very impressed when you ask them for advice. Unless its about another girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. I'm unimpressed with a man who doesn't take the lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. When in doubt, go with the shirt that matches your eye color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. You're sexy when you're shaving, fixing things, wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, driving, eating a peach, holding a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Girls need to hear how you feel about them. Often. Tell her now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. A girl wants to be the best thing that ever happened to you--and for you to recognize this and tell her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. If she’s not feeling loved, she will start looking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. We like it when you tell us what you're thinking, even if you don't know yourself. It’s cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. It's cheating as soon as you're doing something with her that you wouldn't want me to see, hear, read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. For the record: I'd rather you break up with me than cheat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. We can fall in love with you without really knowing you, if you are an @ss, we will find out, and we will get over it. Fast. Don't ruin it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. You like her, make a move. Don’t just sit there, you will fail, and you won’t get her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Baseball players are hot. The sport makes you skinny and your arm muscles… well, it’s hot. We’ll go to all your games even if we hate baseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. When you compliment us, we aren't sure how to accept the compliment without leading you on or reject the compliment without hurting you. So just bear with us here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. WE HATE BEING LED ON! If you think it's bad being led on by a girl, try being led on by a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. We like it when guys are willing to have an actual relationship, not just a one-night stand. Most girls don't like pimps or players, just guys who like ONE girl only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. But don't be obssessive. Major turn-off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Call sometimes, just to say hi, not for a certain reason. When we see your number on caller ID, our heart always skips a beat. Try calling just to say good night, or good morning, its soo adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. BE HONEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Don't ONLY tell us what we want to hear. We HATE that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. At sleepovers, if you wonder what we talk about, quit worrying. It really is only you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. If you catch us staring, it is most likely because we're spacing out, not because we really stare at you. Unless we smile when you notice. Then you either look really hot, or we like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. We like it when you hold us when we're crying. It's good to feel loved and safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Don't go to our friends to talk about us. Come straight to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Don't tell us you love us unless you are positive you mean it. If we don't say it back, it's just that we really want to mean it when we say it. Don't say it right away, then it shows lack of commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. We like our hands to be held and our waists to be touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. We like you to kiss our hand and cheeks and forehead (esp. forehead!!), not just shove your tongue down our throats. We do like to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. We like it when you're tender, but don't lose your masculinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Do chivalrous things when we least expect it (ex. holding doors for us).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. As surprising as it may be, while guys might actually look at personality, the first thing girls look at tends to be looks. We're not going to see you and think, 'I wonder what his personality is like!' Terrible, but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. If we love you, and youre hurt on the basketball court, rolling on the floor in pain; we’re hurting more just watching you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. We LOVE it when you get nervous around us. It's adorable! Don't think you have to be Mr. Cool Guy all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Don't play hard to get. We’ll get bored and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. If you don't call us, then we will spend hours thinking about why you never called, and we will waste a lot of time thinking about it, eventually coming to the conclusion that we don't like you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. We lost interest quickly if you lead us on but never take action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. We might seem to flirt a lot, but a girl always thinks about the one guy she really likes right before she falls asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. When a girl likes a guy, she subconsciously gives him a song that makes her think of him every time she hears it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. If guys do the same as girls do in #77, tell her what song reminds you of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Randomly compliment girls in conversations. If you're talking about sports, be like "Oh, by the way, that shirt really made your eyes look green today." It totally throws us off, and we love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Ask us about how we're doing once in a while, and at least pretend to be interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. If we're not talking to you, we secretly want you to talk to us first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Play with our hair without being like a gay hairstylist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. We get really happy when you show any sign of interest. Don't just do it and then never do it again. Bad bad bad…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Keep up the conversation on IM and phones and in person! Don't be awkward. That’s bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. We will always feel bad if we don't like you back. Not all girls are b!tches, no matter what you may think. We hate to reject you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. ok, so some girls are b!tches and they like rejecting boys, but the people who wrote this group are not. better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. If we say "Let's just be friends", we really mean it. Don't keep trying to pursue us, and don't say ok and then ignore us. That's just mean and horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. It's adorable when a best guy friend who a girl has thought about liking confesses he likes her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. If you’re single, find the one girl who’s always there on the sidelines at your football game, or at each of your concerts, all your baseball games. She loves you. Her excuse may be that she’s there for her brother, but she’s really there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. After you find that girl, smile at her once in a while, it’ll mean the world to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Get to know her, you’ll make her year first of all, and maybe, just maybe, you’ll end up liking her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Not all blondes are b!tches. Some are cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Not all blondes are sluts. Some have morals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. In your mind, give every girl a chance. Each one deserves at least one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Girls fantasize too, its just not always about sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. We girls give you guys code names so that you don’t know that we’re talking about you. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. If you’re jealous, it may suck for you, but we think it’s attractive if you really care that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. If a girl blushes when you talk to her, she either likes you or she's embarrassed by what you're saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Girls don’t really write your name on a piece of paper a million times if they like you, that’s a myth…… sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. If a girl really likes you, just seeing you will make her day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101. Even if you aren’t all that cute, and we like you, we think you’re hot. Don’t take advantage of that, take pride in that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;102. Every time you smile at us, it may mean only a little to you, but it means the world to us. Don't take the little things for granted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-1187972613007193688?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/1187972613007193688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=1187972613007193688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1187972613007193688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1187972613007193688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-guys-ought-to-know.html' title='What guys ought to know.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-1567231140234157743</id><published>2010-01-12T01:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T01:42:00.119+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>L.</title><content type='html'>L.V. Chapter 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thence preternatural took place, vehement surged along side,&lt;br /&gt;For no one can forestall the return, as one couldn't surmount the will,&lt;br /&gt;The reticence of the mind constantly addled by the reflection of the moon,&lt;br /&gt;Perchance of the encounter, sentiment is a conundrum brought by destiny,&lt;br /&gt;Grimace at fault,&lt;br /&gt;And, whither we will have an answer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-1567231140234157743?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/1567231140234157743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=1567231140234157743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1567231140234157743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1567231140234157743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/01/l.html' title='L.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-2791669082788616266</id><published>2010-01-11T21:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:09:56.003+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Day.</title><content type='html'>Well, well. Hardly found time to blog, especially since I will like be having classes throughout week after week. I will even have night class tomorrow, and soon for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life have been relatively dull with everything being repetitive, it will be long stretch for sure, marking m words, that is. Holiday's over about a week and the engine is...lacking of willpower, firepower, whatever you say. I'm still having that holiday syndrome. Where is the motivation? It's gathering? How? When our lectures keep saying our lectures only left about 6 weeks. I'm running out of time, you see. Uncomfortable time is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip to Da Vinci gallery is off. Felt wasted because I do wanted to go. Art is such a beauty, and should always be shown to people. I hope they will come again, for I'm sure I will go, without any troubles, as I reckon by then I will ensure myself to be free of assignments and worries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent issue really make a big headline lately. With the use of Islam's...I'd better not to say it. Wary of the trouble. But, strictly speaking, some action by unhappy party burning down the churches. It seems irrational and without brilliance. Putting any stories aside. I don't know if their religion forbids people like us to use the Name. But, from a logical point of view, if any person using the Name with malicious intention or anything subjected to bad implication, then it's wrong, totally. I think that they shouldn't take the matter too seriously, not only this dispute encourage churlishness. I think they should wait till it's proven to be a negative result before taking any action, by then, if they take such action, the person will be penalise for what he/she did, for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly, I believe not all people were such behaviour. And, in fact, I heard news some Malay groups had volunteered to help the churches. That's the spirit we want to know and hear of. As for the people, whether they deem their clause is for good or otherwise, Lady Justice shall be the one to decide, for the deed of arson is a crime, reflected to all kind of races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the government or whosoever shouldn't tarry any longer. It's hurting other races. It's not gonna be nice. Our PM invoke the 1Malaysia concept. How far will it goes? Tolerance is important in this country, without it, we will treat each other as alien. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes time. Let's hope the dispute will end quickly. Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-2791669082788616266?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/2791669082788616266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=2791669082788616266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/2791669082788616266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/2791669082788616266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/01/day.html' title='Day.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-1214407748190902602</id><published>2010-01-07T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T22:39:40.758+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special'/><title type='text'>Seasons</title><content type='html'>Since I don't really like to forward email, I might as well post it here. Enjoy the great value and also, the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing of Seasons..季節的改變&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The following pictures are of the same place&lt;br /&gt;but taken in different seasons...&lt;br /&gt;下面的照片是同一個地點在不同季節所拍攝的照片。。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S0XuyOH58VI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/XslKMXuqvCA/s1600-h/SafeRedirect.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S0XuyOH58VI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/XslKMXuqvCA/s320/SafeRedirect.aspx" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424003872789754194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S0XuxihIGiI/AAAAAAAAAwI/BwfQlNkNrFE/s1600-h/SafeRedirect2.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S0XuxihIGiI/AAAAAAAAAwI/BwfQlNkNrFE/s320/SafeRedirect2.aspx" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424003861084379682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S0Xv5uPklZI/AAAAAAAAAwg/k6wsX3S7Xvg/s1600-h/SafeRedirect3.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S0Xv5uPklZI/AAAAAAAAAwg/k6wsX3S7Xvg/s320/SafeRedirect3.aspx" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424005101182555538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S0Xuw-0iP-I/AAAAAAAAAv4/pP7s2XZbXDk/s1600-h/SafeRedirect4.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S0Xuw-0iP-I/AAAAAAAAAv4/pP7s2XZbXDk/s320/SafeRedirect4.aspx" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424003851502108642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons on Life   生命的功課&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;There was a man who had four sons.&lt;br /&gt;He wanted his sons to learn not to judge things too quickly.&lt;br /&gt;So he sent them each on a quest, in turn,&lt;br /&gt;to go and look at a pear tree that was a great distance away.  &lt;br /&gt;有一個人，他有四個兒子。&lt;br /&gt;他希望他的兒子能夠學會不要太快對事情下結論，&lt;br /&gt;所以，他依次給他四個孩子一個問題，&lt;br /&gt;要他們分別出去遠方看一顆桃子樹。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first son went in the winter, the second in the spring,&lt;br /&gt;the third in summer, and the youngest son in the fall.&lt;br /&gt;大兒子在冬天前往，二兒子在春天，&lt;br /&gt;三兒子在夏天，小兒子則是在 秋 天前往。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they had all gone and come back,&lt;br /&gt;he called them together to describe what they had seen.&lt;br /&gt;The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted.&lt;br /&gt;當他們都前去也都返家之後，&lt;br /&gt;他把他們一起叫到跟前形容他們所看到的情景，&lt;br /&gt;大兒子說那棵數很醜、枯槁、扭曲。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second son said no it was covered with green buds&lt;br /&gt;and full of promise.&lt;br /&gt;二兒子則說，不是這樣子，&lt;br /&gt;這棵樹被青青的嫩芽所覆蓋，充滿了盼望。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third son disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms&lt;br /&gt;that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;it was the most graceful thing he had ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;三兒子不同意，他說樹上花朵綻放、充滿香氣，&lt;br /&gt;看起來十分美麗，這美景事他從來不曾見到過的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last son disagreed with all of them;&lt;br /&gt;he said it was ripe and drooping with fruit,&lt;br /&gt;full of life and fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;小兒子不同意他們三人的說法。&lt;br /&gt;他說樹上結滿了果子、累累下垂。&lt;br /&gt;充滿了生命果子與豐收。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man then explained to his sons that they were all right,&lt;br /&gt;because they had each seen but only one season in the tree's life.&lt;br /&gt;這個人就對他四個兒子說：你們都是正確的。&lt;br /&gt;因為你們四個人是在這棵樹的四個不同季節前往，&lt;br /&gt;並且只看到其中一個季節的風景。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person,&lt;br /&gt;by only one season, and that the essence of who&lt;br /&gt;they are and the pleasure, joy , and love that come from&lt;br /&gt;that life can only be measured at the end,&lt;br /&gt;when all the seasons are up.&lt;br /&gt;他告訴兒子們不可用一個季節的風景來評斷一棵樹或是一個人，&lt;br /&gt;關於構成一個人是怎樣的一個人的要件，還有一個人生命的&lt;br /&gt;歡愉、喜樂、愛，只能在他生命的盡頭時候來做衡量。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you give up when it's winter,&lt;br /&gt;you will miss the promise of your spring,&lt;br /&gt;the beauty of your summer, fulfillment of your fall.&lt;br /&gt;當你在冬天時候就放棄，&lt;br /&gt;你就會錯過你生命春天的盼望、夏天的美麗、 秋 天的收成。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest..&lt;br /&gt;不要讓一個季節的痛苦毀掉其他季節的喜樂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't  judge life by one difficult season.  &lt;br /&gt;Persevere through the difficult patches and better times&lt;br /&gt;are sure to come some time or later.&lt;br /&gt;不要因為一個痛苦的季節就對人生下結論，&lt;br /&gt;持守忍耐度過這段艱難，美好的日子將在不久之後來到。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-1214407748190902602?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/1214407748190902602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=1214407748190902602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1214407748190902602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1214407748190902602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/01/seasons.html' title='Seasons'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/S0XuyOH58VI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/XslKMXuqvCA/s72-c/SafeRedirect.aspx' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-9080386714846184794</id><published>2010-01-05T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T23:23:51.047+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Oui.</title><content type='html'>How's first day of going back to college if you ask me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up early in the morning for the first time since 2 weeks of late night sleep and waking up late, it's something I don't really fancy of. But, waking up early does makes you feel fresh though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, got to college pretty early, seeing familiar faces again, and again. Some never change, some were not. Well, I mean they have new hairstyle or spot new clothes. The lecturers also still looking same. Nothing changed actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lecturers had talked about our New Year Resolution. Well, I do admit that, some new year resolution is not that new. Some were brought forward (well, cutting down online time is one). But wow, 2010, I had a great start. Opening year had been busy one, especially assignments are reaching deadline. And, now, I just kinda like started, burning midnight oil is awaiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to complete two new lyrics, something I consider to be a new approach. Fragrance and Too late both are good, and both are pretty new approach. But, I still think it's lacking of something. Oh well, I should really put a stop on writing lyrics now. But too late derived from my friend's experience. So I want to remind you guys out there, If you want to change for good, whether for your gf/bf/parents/wife/husband, better do it now, those who knew my friend, will understand why. Don't change later, because it's too late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, before I start my road to dreamland. I would like to THANK, LILY, JAMIE and MICH for getting me a book. John C. Maxwell's 360 degree Leader. I really like people getting me books for present. It's useful that's for sure. Anyway, thanks guys! I really love it! I wish to post the picture of that book, better never mind right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom night is coming soon. But I ain't going. So why I bring this up? Simply because to wish my friends all the best for the dancing performance. Keep trying till you get the move around you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh people try to read The Eragon saga (Inheritance Cycle). IF you're a fan of magic, dragons and fantasy, oh you ought to get this. Well, I don't see this as a childish book, so when you have chance, try it, it really worth reading. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was told the Intermediate Examination will take place at Putrajaya. Oh my, so far away. Hope the time for the exam won't be very early. And, on May, people! It coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;I better be ready for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done writting, see ya around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-9080386714846184794?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/9080386714846184794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=9080386714846184794&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/9080386714846184794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/9080386714846184794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/01/oui.html' title='Oui.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-5766496103949289763</id><published>2010-01-03T21:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:41:58.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Say what?</title><content type='html'>Holiday is ending. Going back to college tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My holiday can be considered to be awesome one. But, I just hope to have another week off. That would be just perfect. After the opening, it had already been promised we will have a lots of class; extra class and special class. Both gonna consume my Saturday and Sunday. Intermediate Examnination is just months away. I guess no more playing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I hope, CNY is about a month plus away from now. I CAN'T wait for it! Tell me who won't? But, seriously, after CNY, I don't think I can find time for any entertainment. Erm, my first assignment is to finish my VLE/Online Research work withing, ermm..11 days. 2000 words minimum, ought to get things to start otherwise. Oh, how I wish there is more than 24 hours. Give extra 6 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, finish yammering around. it's a new start for tomorrow. New Goals, new challenges and new adventures! It's time to renew your passion and don't let the laziness to cloth your skin. Start to kick around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my good friend Chan. At times we couldn't get what we want, in fact there are so many obstacles trying to get into your way, but don't give up your home. There's light in every end of the tunnel. Don't let your passion to die out. Don't let those unworthy things to stall your way. Stay your ride alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do something before heading to bed. So, update later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-5766496103949289763?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/5766496103949289763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=5766496103949289763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/5766496103949289763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/5766496103949289763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/01/say-what.html' title='Say what?'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-9025566846993116265</id><published>2010-01-01T21:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:44:31.787+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag.'/><title type='text'>Tag.</title><content type='html'>Yoh. How's your New Year? I bet it's a wonderful one. Counting down, of whether you're at the concert or at home watching tv (watching it from tv, I mean), but along side with the people, it's great enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I will start of my first post of 2010 with this tag. I did this before, but I guess for the sake of the rules, just do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES:&lt;br /&gt;- Tell 100 Truths&lt;br /&gt;- Tag 15 people after&lt;br /&gt;- They do the same back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Last beverage → Water.&lt;br /&gt;2. Last phone call → Private number. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;3. Last song you listened to → GACKT-Stay The Ride Alive. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;4. Last time you cried → Years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX, HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;1. Dated someone twice → never.&lt;br /&gt;2. Been cheated on? → Nope.&lt;br /&gt;4. Lost someone special? → Yea.&lt;br /&gt;5. Been depressed? → Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;6. Been drunk and threw up? → Haven't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIST FOUR FAVORITE COLORS:&lt;br /&gt;Black&lt;br /&gt;White&lt;br /&gt;Red&lt;br /&gt;Purple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. Made new friends → YES!&lt;br /&gt;2. Fallen out of love → yea, pretty normal.&lt;br /&gt;3. Laughed until you cried → Guess so.&lt;br /&gt;4. Met someone who changed you → Yes, they are very special.&lt;br /&gt;5. Found out who your true friends were → my comrade, yes.&lt;br /&gt;6. Found out someone was talking about you → yea.&lt;br /&gt;7. Kissed anyone on your friend's list → Nope.&lt;br /&gt;8. How many people on your friend's list do you know in real life → 70, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;9. How many kids do you want to have → 2 to 3, at least.&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you have any pets → Yes.&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you want to change your name → No.&lt;br /&gt;12. What did you do for your last birthday → outing.&lt;br /&gt;13. What time did you wake up today → 10am.&lt;br /&gt;14. What were you doing at midnight last night→ COUNTDOWN!&lt;br /&gt;15. Name something you CANNOT wait for → MY NEXT HOLIDAY. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;16. Last time you saw your father → An hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;17. One thing you wish you could change about your life → That would be a secret.&lt;br /&gt;18. What are you listening to right now → none.&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom → nope.&lt;br /&gt;20. What's getting on your nerves right now? → The connection.&lt;br /&gt;21. Most visited webpage → I think facebook! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What's your name → Tan Je-Yen.&lt;br /&gt;2. Nicknames → Many.&lt;br /&gt;3. Relationship Status → Single.&lt;br /&gt;4. Zodiac sign → Sagittarius.&lt;br /&gt;5. Male or female or transgendered → Male.&lt;br /&gt;6. Elementary → em..&lt;br /&gt;8. High school → SMKBS&lt;br /&gt;10. Hair colour → black. Vermilion when..&lt;br /&gt;11. Long or short → Short.&lt;br /&gt;16. Height →170cm&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you have a crush on someone? → what do you say?&lt;br /&gt;18: What do you like about yourself? → Eyes.&lt;br /&gt;19. Piercing? → none.&lt;br /&gt;20. Tattoos → don't have.&lt;br /&gt;21. Righty or lefty → Can use both hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;br /&gt;22. First surgery → no.&lt;br /&gt;23. First piercing → High school...&lt;br /&gt;24. First best friends → I don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;26. First sport you joined → Football.&lt;br /&gt;27. First pet → Dog.&lt;br /&gt;28. First vacation → can't recall.&lt;br /&gt;29. First concert → hehe.&lt;br /&gt;30. First crush → don't think I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;49. Eating → no.&lt;br /&gt;50. Drinking → want to drink some water soon.&lt;br /&gt;52. I'm about to → go to the kitchen, maybe outside first.&lt;br /&gt;53. Listening to → fan.&lt;br /&gt;55. Waiting for → time to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;br /&gt;58. Want kids? → yes.&lt;br /&gt;59. Want to get married? → Depends.&lt;br /&gt;60. Careers in mind? → I do have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;br /&gt;68. Lips or eyes → EYES.&lt;br /&gt;69. Hugs or kisses → See how open am I first.&lt;br /&gt;70. Shorter or taller → Shorter.&lt;br /&gt;71. Older or Younger → Don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;72. Romantic or spontaneous → Balance.&lt;br /&gt;73. Nice stomach or nice arms → Stomach. Erm, maybe both.&lt;br /&gt;74. Sensitive or loud → Balance. I might be silent at times, she might live up.&lt;br /&gt;75. Hook-up or relationship → No doubt, relationship.&lt;br /&gt;76. Trouble maker or hesitant → haha none!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;br /&gt;78. Kissed a stranger → no way.&lt;br /&gt;79. Drank hard liquor → drink fast, I do.&lt;br /&gt;80. Lost glasses/contacts → none.&lt;br /&gt;81. Sex on first date → nono.&lt;br /&gt;82. Broken someone's heart →yes..&lt;br /&gt;83. Had your own heart broken → yep.&lt;br /&gt;86. Turned someone down → aye.&lt;br /&gt;87. Cried when someone died → see who.&lt;br /&gt;88. Liked a friend that is a girl? → what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;89. Yourself →haha sure do.&lt;br /&gt;90. Miracles → em, yes.&lt;br /&gt;91. Love at first sight → Could not lah.&lt;br /&gt;93. Santa Clause → Last time.&lt;br /&gt;95. Kiss on the first date? → see if I'm shy or not.&lt;br /&gt;96. Angels → YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;97. Is there one person you want to be with right now? → no one.&lt;br /&gt;98. Who is it? → Don't have leh.&lt;br /&gt;99. Had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time? → Oh no, never would.&lt;br /&gt;100. Posting this as 100 Truths? → on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagging whoever interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-9025566846993116265?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/9025566846993116265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=9025566846993116265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/9025566846993116265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/9025566846993116265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2010/01/tag.html' title='Tag.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-3911561193665151939</id><published>2009-12-31T02:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T12:38:17.235+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special'/><title type='text'>2010.</title><content type='html'>It's New Year Eve. It is time to reflect on what you have done this year. I think 2009 is a great year. With many missions in mind, hope the light will leads us to 2010 with a greater effect and impact to our life. Or at least welcome 2010 with a great fervor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is important to have a New Year resolution.  2009's some I had partaken and some...I just...Oh well, can't expect to fully fulfill the resolution isn't it? 2010's resolution would be a few simple one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Achieve the needed level of virtue.&lt;br /&gt;-Stop online that often!&lt;br /&gt;-Keep up the work I'm working on. Hesitating/Dragging is never a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;-Read at least 10 new books. If possible finish 15 books.&lt;br /&gt;-Keep up my boxing routine!&lt;br /&gt;-Re-start the operation of LVAC. Time to do some serious charities!&lt;br /&gt;-Have fun and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple eh? I think I read about 11 books this year and all because of my laziness to read and stopped half way. A bad habit indeed. So, gotta strive harder! I have many books I want to buy in mind. But, I want to finish Brisingr first! Thanks Alex for lending me your popular card, hope you're not needed it for now. Man of virtue is a great outline in any man could be. Liu Bei wanted to lead China with virtue, I believe it is something powerful that you stop people from doing negative things by the virtue itself rather than something imposed on you (penalty, for instance) as per described before by Confucius. A man with virtue is an impervious character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also hope that LVAC will fully began its operation. Sad to say that this year we couldn't have any event due to H1N1. But, hopefully by next year, when everything is fine, we will do at least one event! So, members don't be afraid LVAC is closing or something, it's just...erm..under 'hibernation'. Just you wait ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, time to go now (to sleep, it's 3.23am by the way and yes, I had been sleeping late everyday. Though, I woke up now due to a certain reason). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, wishing in advance, Happy New Year, people! Have a great time celebrating! May everyone to have a great year! Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-3911561193665151939?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/3911561193665151939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=3911561193665151939&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3911561193665151939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3911561193665151939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010.html' title='2010.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-3134697697839313636</id><published>2009-12-29T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T20:51:56.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special'/><title type='text'>Summary.</title><content type='html'>Everything come and go. And, it's just left about 2 days before we gonna say good bye to 2009. Lot of things had happened. I learnt many new things which indeed a great knowledge. Experienced many new things things that I actually once thought it was unnecessary, not until if you give a chance to try, you will never know it is good and you may like it. Make many new friends which I appreciate their appearance to my life, and of course had lots of delicious food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, 2009 was like split into 2 half, where I completed my A-levels and began my LL.B. When I began my A-levels in early 2008, the thought of going to LL.B is a bit a long way. But once completed, and zoom into the Degree, and wow, it was really fast. I'd constantly remind myself that time flies very fast so don't waste time doing things that will drag your time away (sometimes it is just hard to be discipline and just break the rules once a while).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I grow older, some level of maturity ought to be enhanced as well, the situation would be different compare to A-levels and now LL.B. Well, starting out in 2008, I seemed to be like a bird just being released, so I went ahead doing things I want to do. However so, I had experienced those already and it is time to be mature. I guess, it's not just about study but developing the standard of mentality and ethical as a way to guide myself when I reach adulthood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year as noted, I'd experienced and learnt many sort of new things. You have to be calm whenever you do, don't allow the stress to get the better of you, as what I experienced during the A-levels final examination. The passing of my uncle also opened my eyes as to leave grudges and the solemn past behind and move on. And also, witnessing my mum's level of patience and strength (as she recovered pretty fast) is also an eye opener. This standard I ought to practice in my life albeit to understand this through what had happened to my uncle is something I'm a bit of regretting it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The passing of MJ and some incidents I can't disclose also make me to cherish more of people you really care. They won't stay with us forever, so why make them angry or sad or depress over what you  have done. Don't be selfish, think of the person you really love and care that what good will do to you if you make them miserable? Plus, in end result, you're not the only one to be affected, your actions may bring out negative effect and implications to people surrounds you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my other private stuffs, I'm not praising myself but I feel that my lyrics had gotten better than before, previous time, it seems a bit...em, you can sense some immaturity in it. I guess practice really make you perfect. And, also, although just for a short moment, I had helped to compose Hero's Path, one of my new lyrics. It really was inspiring that the group members are really talented, the head composer is amazing, too. I hope the group can sing well. All the best, Kriver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the middle of 2009, I started out boxing after purchasing a speed ball. My first attempt of hitting the ball was an embarrassing one. Not only I couldn't evade the ball all the time, and I got hit on my back, imagine that when the ball swing to your back because you're only focusing in front and didn't care on your sides. Fate plays an amazing role. I never like boxing (I actually bought the speed ball which was a boxing equipment on the thought that to be a bit more fit than just weightlifting), at first I thought that boxing is just punching and punching, I couldn't find it desirable to finish an opponent by just punching as erm...previous time, I was good at kicking. I WAS SO WRONG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boxing is a sport and also a martial art albeit the fact that it was not recognised to be so but I do. What I'm trying to say is, boxing is some sort of the same plus sports and martial art are NEVER easy to practice. After I read Hajime no Ippo, I began to fully indulge in Boxing. Started step by step. I learn to box, learn to defend and footwork. And, boxing's biggest weapon is stamina (to me lah that is), so I got my lazy...to run and run. Then I got my heavy bag, my first try with he heavy back cut short with a scratch on my finger. But still, I find it enjoyable to learn boxing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot that on my Birthday is also know as the International Volunteer Day. I may not know most of volunteers around the world. But I would like to thank them (of whether in LVAC or others), I can't help to say that it is because of the Volunteers who willing sacrifice their time and energy to pour the love to the children, animals, the elders and also those needed. I know it's verrrrry late to write it here, but sincerity is there. Anyway, hope the volunteers will continue to give their support and show to the world that love is a powerful thing that no one can resist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meeting in Copenhagen, seems...a bit. Well, I know people can have a hard time to agree with each other. Each policy can result a downfall of the economy ever since the economy is still in the downturn. But, it is not impossible to reach an agreement if each country willing to help each other such as lowering taxes and encourage globalisation kind of sort of thing. I do not it is easy to say it out here, but it's not impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiva of the Rave once said that life is like a full of traveling. As time goes by, you encountered more things, bringing more luggage around and witnessing more things. I like his quote, life is a never ending process of learning. I'm sure 2010 will be a good year to all. Most important is to enjoy our life. Life is all to short but joy and happiness, I think would make the process of life to be more memorable and exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it, the short summary of 2009. Have a blast of 2010! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-3134697697839313636?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/3134697697839313636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=3134697697839313636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3134697697839313636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3134697697839313636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/12/summary.html' title='Summary.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-7129246374705124519</id><published>2009-12-25T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:54:33.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special'/><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>It's Christmas day! Haha it seems a bit late but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to say Happy Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Kiran and her friend in 1 Utama, enjoy some time with them before I leave. Accompanied them for a shopping which I consider as an eye opener and Kiran have good sense of direction *inside joke* haha Went for the function, sang and eat and watch some performances. Left pretty early, because I'm tired...they allowed me to leave, thank you! haha Even they don't, I will just go. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the festive season with a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall head to bed now, goodnight! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-7129246374705124519?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/7129246374705124519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=7129246374705124519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7129246374705124519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7129246374705124519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-christmas-day-haha-it-seems-bit.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-3552699358529844432</id><published>2009-12-24T16:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T16:49:26.329+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special'/><title type='text'>Stories</title><content type='html'>Thanks Hana for sending this email to me. So, I decided to post it up here. Hope you guys will read this as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) "A story behind the rainbow" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time the colors of the world started to quarrel.All claimed that they were the best.The most important.The most useful.The favorite. Green said:"Clearly I am the most important. I am the sign of life and of hope. I was chosen for grass, trees and leaves. Without me, all animals would die. Look over the countryside and you will see that I am in the majority." Blue interrupted:"You only think about the earth, but consider the sky and the sea. It is the water that is the basis of life and drawn up by the clouds from the deep sea. The sky gives space and peace and serenity. Without my peace, you would all be nothing." Yellow chuckled:"You are all so serious. I bring laughter, gaiety, and warmth into the world. The sun is yellow, the moon is yellow, the stars are yellow.. Every time you look at a sunflower, the whole world starts to smile. Without me there would be no fun." Orange started next to blow her trumpet:"I am the color of health and strength. I may be scarce, but I am precious for I serve the needs of human life. I carry the most important vitamins. Think of carrots, pumpkins, oranges, mangoes, and papayas. I don't hang around all the time, but when I fill the sky at sunrise or sunset, my beauty is so striking that no one gives another thought to any of you." Red could stand it no longer he shouted out:"I am the ruler of all of you. I am blood - life's blood! I am the color of danger and of bravery. I am willing to fight for a cause. I bring fire into the blood. Without me, the earth would be as empty as the moon. I am the color of passion and of love, the red rose, the poinsettia and the poppy." Purple rose up to his full height:He was very tall and spoke with great pomp: "I am the color of royalty and power. Kings, chiefs, and bishops have always chosen me for I am the sign of authority and wisdom. People do not question me! They listen and obey." Finally Indigo spoke, much more quietly than all the others, but with just as much determination: "Think of me. I am the color of silence. You hardly notice me, but without me you all become superficial. I represent thought and reflection, twilight and deep water. You need me for balance and contrast, for prayer and inner peace." And so the colors went on boasting, each convinced of his or her own superiority. Their quarreling became louder and louder. Suddenly there was a startling flash of bright lightening thunder rolled and boomed. Rain started to pour down relentlessly. The colors crouched down in fear, drawing close to one another for comfort. In the midst of the clamor, rain began to speak:"You foolish colors, fighting amongst yourselves, each trying to dominate the rest. Don't you know that you were each made for a special purpose, unique and different? Join hands with one another and come to me." Doing as they were told, the colors united and joined hands. The rain continued:"From now on, when it rains, each of you will stretch across the sky in a great bow of color as a reminder that you can all live in peace. The Rainbow is a sign of hope for tomorrow." And so, whenever a good rain washes the world, and a Rainbow appears in the sky, let us remember to appreciate one another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) "Love You Forever" by Robert Munsch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mother held her new baby and very slowly rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she held him, she sang: I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. The baby grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was two years old, and he ran all around the house. He pulled all the books off the shelves. He pulled all the food out of the refrigerator and he took his mother's watch and flushed it down the toilet. Sometimes his mother would say, "this kid is driving me CRAZY!" But at night time, when that two-year-old was quiet, she opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor, looked up over the side of his bed; and if he was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang: I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be. The little boy grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was nine years old. And he never wanted to come in for dinner, he never wanted to take a bath, and when grandma visited he always said bad words. Sometimes his mother wanted to sell him to the zoo! But at night time, when he was asleep, the mother quietly opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor and looked up over the side of the bed. If he was really asleep, she picked up that nine-year-old boy and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she rocked him she sang: I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be. The boy grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was a teenager. He had strange friends and he wore strange clothes and he listened to strange music. Sometimes the mother felt like she was in a zoo! But at night time, when that teenager was asleep, the mother opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor and looked up over the side of the bed. If he was really asleep she picked up that great big boy and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang: I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be. That teenager grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was a grown-up man. He left home and got a house across town. But sometimes on dark nights the mother got into her car and drove across town. If all the lights in her son's house were out, she opened his bedroom window, crawled across the floor, and looked up over the side of his bed. If that great big man was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she rocked him she sang: I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be. Well, that mother, she got older. She got older and older and older. One day she called up her son and said, "You'd better come see me because I'm very old and sick." So her son came to see her. When he came in the door she tried to sing the song. She sang: I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always... But she couldn't finish because she was too old and sick. The son went to his mother. He picked her up and rocked her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And he sang this song: I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my Mommy you'll be. When the son came home that night, he stood for a long time at the top of the stairs. Then he went into the room where his very new baby daughter was sleeping. He picked her up in his arms and very slowly rocked her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while he rocked her he sang: I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) "The Father's Eyes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This teenager lived alone with his father, and the two of them had a very special relationship. Even though the son was always on the bench, his father was always in the stands cheering. He never missed a game.This young man was still the smallest of the class when he entered high school. But his father continued to encourage him but also made it very clear that he did not have to play football if he didn't want to. But the young man loved football and decided to hang in there. He was determined to try his best at every practice, and perhaps he'd get to play when he became a senior. All through high school he never missed a practice nor a game, but remained a bench warmer all four years. His faithful father was always in the stands, always with words of encouragement for him. When the young man went to college, he decided to try out for the football team as a "walk-on." Everyone was sure he could never make the cut, but he did. The coach admitted that he kept him on the roste because he always puts his heart and soul into every practice, and at the same time, provided the other members with the spirit and hustle they badly needed.The news that he had survived the cut thrilled him so much that he rushed to the nearest phone and called his father. His father shared his excitement and was sent season tickets for all the college games. This persistent young athlete never missed practice during his four years at college, but he never got to play in the game.It was the end of his senior football season, and as he trotted onto the practice field shortly before the big play off game, the coach met him with a telegram. The young man read the telegram and he became deathly silent. Swallowing hard, he mumbled to the coach, "My father died this morning. Is it all right if I miss practice today?" The coach put his arm gently around his shoulder and said, "Take the rest of the week off, son. And don't even plan to come back to the game on Saturday. Saturday arrived, and the game was not going well. In the third quarter, when the team was ten points behind, a silent young man quietly slipped into the empty locker room and put on his football gear. As he ran onto the sidelines, the coach and his players were astounded to see their faithful teammate back so soon."Coach, please let me play. I've just got to play today," said the young man. The coach pretended not to hear him. There was no way he wanted his worst player in this close playoff game. But the young man persisted, and finally feeling sorry for the kid, the coach gave in. "All right," he said."You can go in." Before long, the coach, the players and everyone in the stands could not believe their eyes. This little unknown, who had never played before was doing everything right. The opposing team could not stop him. He ran, he passed, blocked and tackled like a star.. His team began to triumph. The score was soon tied. In the closing seconds of the game, this kid intercepted a pass and ran all the way for the winning touchdown. The fans broke loose. His teammates hoisted him onto their shoulders. Such cheering you've never heard! Finally, after the stands had emptied and the team had showered and left the locker room, the coach noticed that the young man was sitting quietly in the corner all alone. The coach came to him and said, "Kid, I can't believe it. You were fantastic! Tell me what got into you? How did you do it?" He looked at the coach, with tears in his eyes, and said, "Well, you knew my dad died, but did you know that my dad was blind?" The young man swallowed hard and forced a smile, "Dad came to all my games, but today was the first time he could see me play, and I wanted to show him I could do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-3552699358529844432?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/3552699358529844432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=3552699358529844432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3552699358529844432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3552699358529844432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/12/stories.html' title='Stories'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-1384943309830771244</id><published>2009-12-23T18:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T18:54:30.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Catch!</title><content type='html'>Greetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't have much time to update lately. Last Sunday went to Ipoh. When to Tok Alang (I wonder if it's the correct name, my apologies if it's wrong) for the Seafood. Looking forward for the gigantic lobsters but not available :( You have to make a booking because it's Sunday. Oh well, so we picked a smaller prawn which was also very delicious! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When to a mall (name, I forgot haha!) to get my games XD Bought 4 new games and updated my psp. So, when night falls, we look for the famous western food in some restaurant near to Jusco. Sadly, it didn't open, again! Few times when we visited Ipoh, we always tried to go there and each occasion it didn't open. Had the famous chicken rice instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got something in Jusco, perfected the things I want for CNY. haha. And, that night I couldn't sleep!! Stayed up until 6am then only went to bed for like two hours...I was surprise to see some friends who also stayed up. But thanks for accompanying me that morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, returned on Monday, began my busy day of writing/visiting/performance. I had some pictures but lazy to post la. So don't look forward for it my dear friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping pretty late ever since the holiday started. Not to forget, dropped my exercise to allow my body to fully rest, eating habits had once returned. So, all those bad, bad implications reappeared. Something I do not want to have right now! Allergy is very troublesome, mum bought a book about all types of allergies, hope it can help a bit. I had this what you call urticaria or hives, whatever you may call. Great, so sensitive is not a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to find time to watch a movie, watched 2012...the graphic and the CG scene is pretty cool but very boring-lah. Kind of disappointed with he movie. Granted there were some positive values you can find here. Like cherish your love one, don't do things that will make them sad or so forth. But...the storyline it's uninteresting...no second time for 2012. And, one thing is that, although the Mayan calender stops 21.12.2012, there are many reason why they stopped there. So, whether if it's true we will know when the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Christmas is about come, I bet everyone will be busy preparing for Christmas even to those who are not Christian, I pretty much believe they will take the time out for the their love one. 6 days after Christmas would be the end of the year. 2010, are you guys ready? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Wanna watch Avatar, Storm Warriors, Sherlock Holmes and many more! keke later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-1384943309830771244?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/1384943309830771244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=1384943309830771244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1384943309830771244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1384943309830771244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/12/catch.html' title='Catch!'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-2756023566961386353</id><published>2009-12-18T10:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T22:33:24.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special'/><title type='text'>H O L I D A Y</title><content type='html'>Holiday starts now! Exam ended yesterday, not much of celebration since I was sick, friends were busy, so after lunch, have to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, my mock, I'd did it, regretablely. I wouldn't discuss my flaw in here, but will keep it in mind, it's my first time doing it...not nice la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeez, well, let's worried after the break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of things to do during this holiday. Shall I make a list? Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Drama, wanna finish watching The Four&lt;br /&gt;-GAMES, GAMES and GAMES. New games have already been released for the last few months. Oh, they are so waiting for me. &lt;br /&gt;-Online/VlE research. This is actually one of the primary things I ought to do.&lt;br /&gt;-Writing 3 new lyrics! Not to forget, I actually might have the chance to compose one of my own piece! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;-Travelling. Yes! See new things, eat nice food! RELAX time. :)&lt;br /&gt;-Several celebration to attend.&lt;br /&gt;-some outings with old friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy oh boy, Christmas and New year is just like 2 weeks away, last year is just like yesterday. Time goes by, we can never stand the same. Another year, another you. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-2756023566961386353?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/2756023566961386353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=2756023566961386353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/2756023566961386353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/2756023566961386353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-starts-now-exam-ended-yesterday.html' title='H O L I D A Y'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-6637099228637683378</id><published>2009-12-17T06:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T06:48:15.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short message'/><title type='text'>Oh, why...</title><content type='html'>One of the thing where people wouldn't want is to get sick, especially in times of emergency or important thing. For instance, it's your important day, and you suddenly sick. All the mood to do things, might have crushed Kiran also sick. My dad also, and Mum joined the list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, here I'm, got food poisoning (a mild one), urgh...stomach ache....have you ever go to the toilet 4 times in 10 minutes? Nausea...I've to...rest...this is freggin' tired...could I go for the mock? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh...sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-6637099228637683378?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/6637099228637683378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=6637099228637683378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6637099228637683378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6637099228637683378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-why.html' title='Oh, why...'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-468552657346991468</id><published>2009-12-16T18:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T18:19:26.456+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Questioning.</title><content type='html'>Why War should be avoided. Not only War obstruct the peace and order, it creates a negative aura among the world. Pain and suffering should be avoided at all cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we know, war destroys men and women. Yet, those remained alive will be haunted by unpleasant memories for the rest of his/her life. But what if the soldiers die/any civilian, who will suffers? The love one, of course, especially for the women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;BUT THE DEAD SOLDIER'S LADY DOES NOT DANCE.&lt;br /&gt;But the lady in the Detention Centre&lt;br /&gt;does not dance.&lt;br /&gt;But the honour killing lady does not dance.&lt;br /&gt;But the drowned policeman's lady&lt;br /&gt;does not dance.&lt;br /&gt;But the lady in the filthy hospital ward&lt;br /&gt;does not dance.&lt;br /&gt;But the lady in Wootton Bassett does not dance.&lt;br /&gt;But the gangmaster's lady does not dance.&lt;br /&gt;But the lady with the pit bull terrier&lt;br /&gt;does not dance.&lt;br /&gt;But another dead soldier's lady&lt;br /&gt;does not dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspiring indeed. Carol Ann Duff actually wrote a poem regarding UK sending troops to you know where. Soldiers' wife/husband/mother/father/son/daughter were all equally affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is true that war is something human cannot avoid? Look at the history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can get the full poem in here, &lt;a href="http://www.radiotimes.com/content/features/carol-ann-duffy-the-twelve-days-of-christmas/"&gt;Carol Ann Duffy's The Twelve Days of Christmas 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, papers left: 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday is waiting for me! Can't wait! But, first settle the reading first. So see ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-468552657346991468?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/468552657346991468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=468552657346991468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/468552657346991468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/468552657346991468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/12/questioning.html' title='Questioning.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-6031463522444260780</id><published>2009-12-15T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T21:40:21.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special.'/><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>Say hello to Mocks Exam! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, started today. Today clearly a busy day. After the exam ended for the day, we stayed in college for few hours before we went to Mandarin Oriental Hotel. We were invited to catch Lord Mance's speech about "The Changing Role of the Independent of Judiciary". I think it's a great one! He touched several key ares of Law which I think it's really interesting. Hope to see Lord Mance again! There's an interesting fact, too. Both him and his wife are high ranking judges (He's the Judge of Supreme Court of UK and his wife Lady Arden is a judge in Court of Appeal)! I really do appreciate the fact that ATC allows us to go for such great event. I hope for more in future :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, still got 3 more subjects to go. Ends on this very Thursday andddd I will have my holiday, my hiatus status will once again reappear. Busy with several events (Christmas eve and New Year, etc). I might going to compose a song! haha It's like finally, I might have a chance to do so. So many works waiting for me in line this holiday. Hope to settle it a.s.a.p. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a tiring day, indeed. But, a great day, as well. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-6031463522444260780?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/6031463522444260780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=6031463522444260780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6031463522444260780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6031463522444260780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/12/d_15.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-7673387271918464411</id><published>2009-12-13T10:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T10:57:02.091+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gackt.'/><title type='text'>Setsugekka.</title><content type='html'>Proudly present to you; Setsugekka-The End of Silence by GACKT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SyRWx03wjJI/AAAAAAAAAvw/6cfODDVD9O0/s1600-h/GacktSetsugekkaRE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SyRWx03wjJI/AAAAAAAAAvw/6cfODDVD9O0/s320/GacktSetsugekkaRE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414548066012269714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SyRWxmg-TOI/AAAAAAAAAvo/Cc6HV6qpaO4/s1600-h/GacktSetsugekkaLE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SyRWxmg-TOI/AAAAAAAAAvo/Cc6HV6qpaO4/s320/GacktSetsugekkaLE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414548062158605538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FqImIaJlIu8&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FqImIaJlIu8&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Romanji)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mika tsuki wo daita kimi ni tsubuyaita&lt;br /&gt;Konayuki to odoru kimi ni aitai&lt;br /&gt;Tatta hitotsu dake no omoi wo nosete&lt;br /&gt;Akaku somaru yuki wo sora ni chiribameta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimi wo dakishimeru hana to nare&lt;br /&gt;Tsunoru omoi wo megurase sakimidare&lt;br /&gt;Kokoro ubawareru hodo kimi wo aiseta koto wo&lt;br /&gt;Nando mo... nando mo... yozora ni sakenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toiki akaku somete utai tsuzuketeta&lt;br /&gt;Koyoi no yume ni to kimi ga sugata wo&lt;br /&gt;Kimi no kieta kisetu ga mou sugu owaru&lt;br /&gt;Saigo no namida kasane konayuki ni kaette miseyou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimi wo dakishimeru yuki to nare&lt;br /&gt;Tsunoru omoi wo chiribame maiodore&lt;br /&gt;Kizu wo kakusu to suru hodo&lt;br /&gt;Naze ka namida ga afurete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimi no hohoemi ga ima kasunde mienai yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimi wo terashidasu tsuki ni nareru nara&lt;br /&gt;Yozora ni hoshi chiribamete kimi wo sagasou&lt;br /&gt;Karada kuchihatete mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimi wo dakishimeru yuki to nare&lt;br /&gt;Yozora no kimi wo irodoru hana ni nare&lt;br /&gt;Kimi ni fureyou to suru hodo&lt;br /&gt;Tsukande wa kieru... "yuki no hana"&lt;br /&gt;Nando mo nando mo yozora ni sakebi tsuzuketa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimi ni todokimasu you ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Kanji)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三日月を抱いた君に呟いた&lt;br /&gt;粉雪と踊る君に逢いたい&lt;br /&gt;たった一つだけの想いを乗せて&lt;br /&gt;紅く染まる雪を宙（そら）に散りばめた&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;君を抱きしめる花となれ&lt;br /&gt;募る想い巡らせ咲き乱れ&lt;br /&gt;心奪われるほど君を愛せたことを&lt;br /&gt;何度も...何度も...夜空に叫んだ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吐息朱く染めて歌い続けてた&lt;br /&gt;今宵の夢にと君が姿を&lt;br /&gt;君の消えた季節がもうすぐ終わる&lt;br /&gt;最後の涙重ね粉雪に変えて見せよう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;君を抱きしめる雪となれ&lt;br /&gt;募る想いを散りばめ舞踊れ&lt;br /&gt;傷を隠すとするほど&lt;br /&gt;何故か涙が溢れて&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;君の微笑みが今霞んで見えないよ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;君を照らし出す月になれるなら&lt;br /&gt;夜空に星散りばめて君を探そう&lt;br /&gt;体朽ち果てても&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;君を抱きしめる雪となれ&lt;br /&gt;夜空の君を彩る花になれ&lt;br /&gt;君に触れようとするほど&lt;br /&gt;掴んでは消える..."雪の花"&lt;br /&gt;何度も...何度も...夜空に叫び続けた&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;君に届きますように&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(English)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I whispered to you who embraced the crescent moon&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you who danced with the powder snow&lt;br /&gt;Carrying just one single thought&lt;br /&gt;I scattered the crimson dyed snow across the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can become flowers to embrace you&lt;br /&gt;The feelings welling up bloom everywhere surrounding us&lt;br /&gt;I could have loved you so much it'd stole my heart away&lt;br /&gt;I screamed over and over into the night sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept singing, staining my breath red&lt;br /&gt;You show yourself in my dream this evening&lt;br /&gt;The season you vanished is soon to end&lt;br /&gt;I'll add up the tears and change them to powder snow to show you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can become snow to embrace you&lt;br /&gt;Dance, scattering the feelings that well up&lt;br /&gt;As much as I try to hide the wounds&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, the tears overflow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your smiling face has grown hazy, I can no longer see it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can become the moon that illuminates you&lt;br /&gt;I'll search for you, scattering stars across the sky&lt;br /&gt;Even if my body rots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can become snow to embrace you&lt;br /&gt;I can become flowers to colour the image of you in the night sky&lt;br /&gt;As much as I try to touch you&lt;br /&gt;You vanish in my grasp... the "flower of snow"&lt;br /&gt;I screamed over and over into the night sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To reach you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CREDIT: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=" http://amaiakuyume.livejournal.com/107673.html#cutid2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AngelMitsuki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without doubt this is awesome. Well, he is my favourite artist anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Happy Birthday to Genise! Happy all the time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-7673387271918464411?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/7673387271918464411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=7673387271918464411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7673387271918464411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/7673387271918464411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/12/setsugekka.html' title='Setsugekka.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SyRWx03wjJI/AAAAAAAAAvw/6cfODDVD9O0/s72-c/GacktSetsugekkaRE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-8693800225981124409</id><published>2009-12-12T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T10:38:40.437+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special'/><title type='text'>Thank.</title><content type='html'>Read this. Really a good one. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HAPPENS IN HEAVEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the nicest e-mails I have seen and is so true:&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;I dreamt that I went to Heaven and an angel was showing me around. We walked side-by-side inside a large workroom filled with angels.. My angel guide stopped in front of the first section and said, 'This is the Receiving Section. Here, all petitions to God said in prayer are received. ' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked around in this area, and it was terribly busy with so many angels sorting out petitions written on voluminous paper sheets and scraps from people all over the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we moved on down a long corridor until we reached the second section. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel then said to me, ' This is the Packaging and Delivery Section. Here, the graces and blessings the people asked for are processed and delivered to the living persons who asked for them. ' I noticed again how busy it was there. There were many angels working hard at that station, since so many blessings had been requested and were being packaged for delivery to Earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally at the farthest end of the long corridor we stopped at the door of a very small station. To my great surprise, only one angel was seated there, idly doing nothing. 'This is the Acknowledgment Section,' my angel friend quietly admitted to me. He seemed embarrassed. 'How is it that there is no work going on here?' I asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So sad,' the angel sighed. 'After people receive the blessings that they asked for, very few send back acknowledgments.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'How does one acknowledge God's blessings? ' I asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Simple,' the angel answered. Just say, ' Thank you, Lord. ' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What blessings should they acknowledge? ' I asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof overhead and a place to sleep you are richer than 75% of this world. If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish, you are among the top 8% of the world 's wealthy.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'And if you get this on your own computer, you are part of the 1% in the world who has that opportunity. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you woke up this morning with more health than illness ... You are more blessed than the many who will not even survive this day...' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you have never experienced the fear in battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation .. You are ahead of 700 million people in the world. ' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you can attend a place of worship without the fear of harassment, arrest, torture or death you are envied by, and more blessed than, three billion people in the world.. ' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If your parents are still alive and still married ..you are very rare. ' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you can hold your head up and smile, you are not the norm, you're unique to all those in doubt and despair. ' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, what now? How can I start? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can read this message, you just received a double blessing in that someone was thinking of you as very special and you are more blessed than over two billion people in the world who cannot read at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day, count your blessings, and if you care to, pass this along to remind everyone else how blessed we all are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTN: Acknowledge Dept. &lt;br /&gt;'Thank you Lord, for giving me the ability to share this message and for giving me so many wonderful people with whom to share it. ' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have read this far, and are thankful for all that you have been blessed with, how can you not send it on???? I thank God for everything, especially all my family and friends!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-8693800225981124409?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/8693800225981124409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=8693800225981124409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/8693800225981124409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/8693800225981124409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/12/thank.html' title='Thank.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-6878980552537651620</id><published>2009-12-10T22:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T22:55:45.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='important.'/><title type='text'>Copenhagen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1CRs-7lRlPo&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1CRs-7lRlPo&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay guys, listen up. I'm sure you heard of the Copenhagen right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Before you wondering what is the matter with me, I want you to know that the world Leaders to discuss any other new methods to deal with the global climate change at the UN Climate Change Conference in Copenhagen, 7-18 December 2009. This new deal will replace the Kyoto Protocol and set new standards for reducing harmful emissions and global warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you then ask me, what can you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and vote for it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why vote for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are exercising your own right to voice out what you think is correct and will benefit not just for your own but also the future generation, your family and friends. It's time for us to repay Earth for providing comfort and anything else. Earth Hour had endlessly contributed their time and effort just to encourage people like us to take part and to voice our thoughts to the leaders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys wanted to know how the climate will affect us then let's learn how the climate changes. Check the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J7ygf-puKm0&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J7ygf-puKm0&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys don't want to check the video then read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Background:&lt;br /&gt;The contention of the larger number of climatologists is that human activities since the industrial revolution have increased the content of CO2, methane and other gases in the atmosphere that trap solar heat. At the same time human activities have reduced the forest cover that had traditionally absorbed these same materials. They state that an increasing level of these atmospheric constituents has lead to a chain of chemical and physical changes that have increased the world's average temperature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observations of atmospheric gas composition, average sea water temperatures, atmospheric temperatures etc. confirm the trends and support the proposition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potential Impacts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The sea levels may rise. Technically this may be caused by melting ice from the polar ice caps or an increase in sea height as the less dense water is less compressed. Low lying land like many Pacific Islands and Miami will be under water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Serious climate changes may result from diverted ocean currents. As an example, the Gulf Stream keeps Europe warm. If the Stream is not running Europe may be much cooler and drier. Crops may not grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ecology changes on the land could include species of animals and plants extending their range to the polar regions. Local flora and fauna may become extinct. A good example is the spread of Africanized bees and Fire Ants. Sea life may also be impacted both through the introduction of competitive species presently kept in other areas by water temperature changes, and by failure to adapt to less saline water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Human society may be disrupted if changes in rainfall and temperature cause crop failure. Famine refugees may require significant humanitarian attention by the "lucky" nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conflicting opinions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes indeed, some people don't agree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the problem breaks down into two potential scenarios. Either there is a basis for fear about climate change, or, there isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Climate Change isn't real and we do nothing - good! Except of course many of the problems that science has identified and blamed as causing Climate Change are just plain wastes of resources, and inefficient and uneconomical practices that should be addressed anyway. A polluted, climatically steady world with no fish and no oil will be no fun at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Climate Change is not real and we do all the things that we should - reduce emissions, cut fuel use, re-establish forests - we're out money (maybe) but in general the world is a better and more sustainable place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Climate Change is real and we do nothing - we are dead or at least very miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Climate Change is real and we work to correct all our bad habits we might still be in trouble ... if it's too little and too late, but we'll go down fighting. If we succeed we live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An afterthought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments to this original post stated:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * it isn't real/ it is made up/ a figment of our imagination.&lt;br /&gt;    * There are no facts. The fact is we know nothing about it. Whether we are causing it or it is a phase the world goes through. It is just a theory. It will never be a fact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original article is here, &lt;a href="http://wiki.answers.com/Q/How_serious_is_global_warming"&gt;wikianswers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The effect of the global climate is well known by most of people. Accordingly, to WHO scientist Diarmid Campbell-Lendrum says health is inextricably linked to climate. "Extreme weather events such as floods and droughts, heat waves and cold waves affect people in the world pretty much every day, and they often make the news," he said. "However, more subtle and gradual effects, such as the effects of changing temperature and precipitation on infectious diseases, on diarrhea disease, on vector-borne diseases and on malnutrition often go unnoticed, but are probably more important."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I want you guys to watch this video as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="384" height="313"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TQmz6Rbpnu0&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TQmz6Rbpnu0&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="384" height="313" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now, readers, I hope you will go to this &lt;a href="http://www.earthhour.org/Homepage.aspx"&gt;EarthHour&lt;/a&gt; to cast your vote. Your vote would be well appreciate. The effort is not tiring and hard. It's not time consuming either way. For a simple click you can actually save our mother earth. So, do not think this is waste of time. Think of the future. We were really been warned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, you can also suggest your opinion through the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/earthhour"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="www.twitter.com/earthhour"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; and also &lt;a href="earthhourblog.posterous.com"&gt;Earthhour blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cheers! Help by voting for Earth! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-6878980552537651620?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/6878980552537651620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=6878980552537651620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6878980552537651620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/6878980552537651620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/12/copenhagen.html' title='Copenhagen!'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-3249036096707938882</id><published>2009-12-09T19:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T20:22:40.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Tag!</title><content type='html'>A. You prefer :&lt;br /&gt;1.Alcohol or Mineral Water : Mineral Water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Blue or Pink : Blue la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Hot Guys or Cool Guys : whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Good Looks or Brains : what would you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Taylor Swift or Taylor Lautner : Oh, Taylor Swift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Friends or Loved Ones : It's hard to chose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7."Baby" or "Honey" : Baby, Baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.You are the kind of guy :&lt;br /&gt;1.Alcoholic or Non-Alcoholic : Balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Good or Bad : They said I looked innocent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Brave or Cute : Not for me to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Tall or Short : Can consider tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.T-Shirt or Suite : Suite! The Year of Gentlemen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Coat or Leather Jacket: BOTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Sunnies or Spectacles : Spectacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Caring or Rich : I think I'm caring, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Kisses or Hugs : not fond of both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Romantic: eh...I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.Your/You kind of girl :&lt;br /&gt;1.Cute or Pretty : Not important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Sweet or Caring: Caring, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Sports or "Princess Candle" : Balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Surprises? Would like to, but not too bizzare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Smile or Frown : I'd say smile. :D Wei Xiao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Love Quotes or Love Poems : Yes and no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Computer Geek or Study Nerd : Not important factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.SMS or MSN : Both are fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Forever or Just For Fun : Forever la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Hang outs with Friends or Couple Date : Depends on the day and mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Daily Activities :&lt;br /&gt;1.After Breakfast : Newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Before School: Shower la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.During School : what else you can really do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.After School : workout, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Night: go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Midnight : Sleeping by most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Holidays : Travelling. Books...Games...Hang out, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 10 people :&lt;br /&gt;1. Wei Lynn&lt;br /&gt;2. Teh Siao Ying&lt;br /&gt;3. Vivian&lt;br /&gt;4. Ayush&lt;br /&gt;5. Cathy&lt;br /&gt;6. Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;7. Lily&lt;br /&gt;8. Jane&lt;br /&gt;9. Genise&lt;br /&gt;10. Chan Yew Jin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.What if 9 confesses that he/she likes you ?&lt;br /&gt;Say thank you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Will you go out for a couple date with 3 if he/she asks to ?&lt;br /&gt;Why not? It will be a great date, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Is 7 single ?&lt;br /&gt;Technically, Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Describe 1&lt;br /&gt;She's very friendly. Good friend :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you date 8?&lt;br /&gt;I afraid no, otherwise someone will be there...keke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What is 2's nickname ?&lt;br /&gt;GreenTea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.What do you wish to tell 10 right now ?&lt;br /&gt;See ya soon man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.What is 5 good in ?&lt;br /&gt;Listener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.If you were to do one thing to 4, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Buy him a present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Have you seen 1 cried ?&lt;br /&gt;No, haven't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Is 2 crazy or geeky ?&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha let her answer this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Will you hold 7's hand and walk around ?&lt;br /&gt;Haha she will thinks I'm crazy and call the police or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.What do you think of 6 ?&lt;br /&gt;A great friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Will you kiss 3 when there is only both of you in the park ?&lt;br /&gt;I afraid I can't. She will grab a gun or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Is 8 sweet ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.What is 9's hobby ?&lt;br /&gt;Dancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Will you date 10 to a high class restaurant?&lt;br /&gt;NONO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Is 5 fitted to be a maid?&lt;br /&gt;Naww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.When it started raining, who will you seek for an umbrella?&lt;br /&gt;Either Vivian or Teh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Where would you go with 1 on a date?&lt;br /&gt;She's my niece! No!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-3249036096707938882?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/3249036096707938882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=3249036096707938882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3249036096707938882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3249036096707938882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/12/tag.html' title='Tag!'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-2367974101954835049</id><published>2009-12-09T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:52:32.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Must admit that, the decision I made, wouldn't be the best for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Ian wouldn't wa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-2367974101954835049?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/2367974101954835049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=2367974101954835049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/2367974101954835049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/2367974101954835049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/12/must-admit-that-decision-i-made-wouldnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-1056676470852884689</id><published>2009-12-07T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:35:25.435+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration and pictures'/><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>Birthday pictures are here. I don't want to post all of them include the wonderful lunch and dinner. Plus, I'm still waiting for the pictures from Vivian. Anyway, zoom to next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SxznxrStDzI/AAAAAAAAAvY/ZF-fFR5xFGI/s1600-h/DSCN1824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SxznxrStDzI/AAAAAAAAAvY/ZF-fFR5xFGI/s320/DSCN1824.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412455692813274930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda like a poser?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SxznxBsbgEI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/KP1hwKU0dH4/s1600-h/DSCN1805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SxznxBsbgEI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/KP1hwKU0dH4/s320/DSCN1805.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412455681646886978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA mum's idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SxzlKFaTinI/AAAAAAAAAvA/4rAnft21tSo/s1600-h/DSCN1823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SxzlKFaTinI/AAAAAAAAAvA/4rAnft21tSo/s320/DSCN1823.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412452813606455922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents and Lucky. He looked straight towards the camera! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SxzlJ-5DS7I/AAAAAAAAAu4/nCrnpCdCGuU/s1600-h/DSCN1845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SxzlJ-5DS7I/AAAAAAAAAu4/nCrnpCdCGuU/s320/DSCN1845.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412452811856366514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you do see me and Lucky, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SxzlJXalErI/AAAAAAAAAuw/EJVP8ddCpds/s1600-h/DSCN1798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SxzlJXalErI/AAAAAAAAAuw/EJVP8ddCpds/s320/DSCN1798.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412452801259573938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SxvICrNq_WI/AAAAAAAAAuo/NDxQ9Dp6ii4/s1600-h/DSCN1847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SxvICrNq_WI/AAAAAAAAAuo/NDxQ9Dp6ii4/s320/DSCN1847.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412139325501144418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may like to see Lucky's face. See he's smilling :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SxvIBl6GzsI/AAAAAAAAAuY/SP_XMNaOcdI/s1600-h/DSCN1843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SxvIBl6GzsI/AAAAAAAAAuY/SP_XMNaOcdI/s320/DSCN1843.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412139306897034946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SxvIA4CKRWI/AAAAAAAAAuI/v5ddCaCtztg/s1600-h/DSCN1811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SxvIA4CKRWI/AAAAAAAAAuI/v5ddCaCtztg/s320/DSCN1811.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412139294582785378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I enjoyed one of the greatest birthday ever. It's special. It's very touching. Very Cool. Too sad that my school mates couldn't make it but nevermind, you guys' sincerity is well appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to describe how was the celebration, let it be my only memory. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys know about Disney's latest anime? The Princess and the Frog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not gonna talk about it (but, you know, princess kisses a frog, turn out to be a handsome prince, and they lived happily ever after kind of myth.) Wanna talk about the song, Never Knew I needed. Kinda reflect on my situation. Well, check on the song, a nice one, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-1056676470852884689?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/1056676470852884689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=1056676470852884689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1056676470852884689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1056676470852884689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/12/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SxznxrStDzI/AAAAAAAAAvY/ZF-fFR5xFGI/s72-c/DSCN1824.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-2518681388749504772</id><published>2009-12-05T09:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T09:19:56.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration.'/><title type='text'>5th December.</title><content type='html'>Haha it's my birthday today. I'm 19 now. Two more years for me to receive the key and reach adulthood. Well, I thought you will only be an adult when you're 21. Can say, I'm waiting for it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the purpose of this post is actually to say my thank to Vivian, Stephanie A and R, GreenTea, Kiran, JJ, Carrie, Pui Yee, Vinci, Kavitha, Jessica, Alex, Heather, Kim, Money, Jonathan amd Wai Keng for celebrating my birthday. Thanks for preparing for me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gotta go. Going for a buffet lunch! See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-2518681388749504772?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/2518681388749504772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=2518681388749504772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/2518681388749504772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/2518681388749504772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/12/5th-december.html' title='5th December.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-3483931538922851995</id><published>2009-12-02T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:43:23.264+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short message'/><title type='text'>Seminar</title><content type='html'>Class ended pretty well and earlier, too. By 9pm all students have already released and rushing home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class as usual, very productive in a certain length I must say. And as usual, he still have his certain style of lecturing us. Not that surprise though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Prof. Wayne Morisson certainly wanted us to think out of box. That what his seminar concern about. Frankly, it's not just important for our studies but also our daily life. We ought to be sharp enough on whatever we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to appreciate what he doing today. hehe and it's a good experience!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-3483931538922851995?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/3483931538922851995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=3483931538922851995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3483931538922851995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3483931538922851995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/12/seminar.html' title='Seminar'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-2817887339390882564</id><published>2009-12-02T12:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T12:34:09.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short message'/><title type='text'>With.</title><content type='html'>Wayne Morrison is coming back for today's seminar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time, I think about 3 months back, his seminar, I would consider less ordinary. And, he's back for today for another session with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like last time, he also prepared some assignments for us to complete...and...will proceed to question us! I had to say it's fine but not when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, feeling stress lately. Wonder if it's the main cause of my sleepless night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it because of the bed? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, see ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-2817887339390882564?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/2817887339390882564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=2817887339390882564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/2817887339390882564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/2817887339390882564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/12/with.html' title='With.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-9195044358137013589</id><published>2009-12-01T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T19:02:01.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random.'/><title type='text'>December.</title><content type='html'>Hello December! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies (yea, I repeated then and now And Siao Ying also have a recent post about Time Flies), 2009 is gonna say good bye to us. Innumerable number of events and incidents happened during the year long. Some I enjoyed and some were pleasant not at all. I shall write something nearing the end of the year about this year, you know like a time line, sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mega sales started. As we all know, not only just Christian to shop for Christmas, many Chinese who are celebrating Chinese New Year where it is just about 3 months away, and of course, we are shopping for clothes! Well, I think wise consumers will buy everything suitable now. I’m equally excited about Christmas. The winter season is always my favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, we went to Mid Valley yesterday in which I didn’t shop for a really, really long time. Some shirts are even bought by my mum, without having me there. So, yesterday I had some time, so I bought some shirts. The clothes for CNY is almost complete, now just need to get my jeans. I can’t wait for CNY now :D I got some amazing shirts for price you may not imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually liked Siao Ying’s post. Weather turn from cold to hot. What she means in our class starting from very quiet and cold attitude to each other began to melt and she have more friends compare to last time. Yeah, as a person experience it first hand, I understand how it feels. Especially when after you got out from your inner circle of friends, who will feel something is different from before. Well, not to say I miss my old friends is just that you don’t feel that comfortable (especially I’m a bit of anti-social kind). Slowly, the ice will melt. I think this part is crucial. Even you’re totally an anti-social type, when you got into adulthood, you need communication skills. I’m still more to learn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony Blair, the former prime minister of UK will be inquired about his reason for sending troops to Iraq. Fairly, I want to know, why he decided to do so as well. Tony Blair was a good minister, no doubt that the Iraq might as well be the main cause of his downfall.  I was told that during the WWII, the American helped England to fight against the Nazi. Yes, a past which I shouldn’t dig out, but I think readers may want to know why. So therefore, Tony Blair felt oblige to help the American. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be blunt, Iraq never had WMD (weapon of mass destruction), where is the evidence? Unless I’m wrong, I apologise but, reality the war was never necessary. To those who follow my blog, may not that the we shouldn’t support war because of reason we all know. Pain and suffering to those innocent could not be remedied. Well, to me that, war is not a wise option, we all know how economic recession affects the world and subsequently the nation’s wellbeing. And, war will create that such situation. We don’t need to be a scientist or economic expert to know how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, happy birthday to Joseph Ching. Cheers. Another December baby ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-9195044358137013589?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/9195044358137013589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=9195044358137013589&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/9195044358137013589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/9195044358137013589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/12/december.html' title='December.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-850735110625936220</id><published>2009-11-29T20:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T21:12:20.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Wing.</title><content type='html'>Just got back from class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday also got class (yea, had been fretting about this like few times already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, our lecturer, Mr.Daniel informed us we will also have class on Sunday next week! I thought Ms.Ann said we will have our break on December. Oh well. Expect more classes during weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, aside of being tired, I felt that this is one of the stage of maturity that many of us must go through. This is the process where I think, we ought to develop our mentality and no single thing comes without effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that as the road to be a better adult, we gotta experience something, otherwise we won't learn things and grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Far in the light, I can see it&lt;br /&gt;In every scene of the night&lt;br /&gt;A tiny feather of love&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice song. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-850735110625936220?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/850735110625936220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=850735110625936220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/850735110625936220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/850735110625936220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/11/wing.html' title='Wing.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-4262528041391017652</id><published>2009-11-27T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T22:16:31.717+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><title type='text'>Today.</title><content type='html'>Happy Thanksgiving to all Christian friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya to all Muslim friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-4262528041391017652?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/4262528041391017652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=4262528041391017652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/4262528041391017652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/4262528041391017652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/11/today.html' title='Today.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-539805380623582854</id><published>2009-11-26T22:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T23:22:26.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>A tag from Jane.</title><content type='html'>ABC Questions About You :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - AVAILABLE : You may consider it as a yes.&lt;br /&gt;B - BIRTHDAY : 5/12.&lt;br /&gt;C - CRUSHING ON : The voice of Eri.&lt;br /&gt;D - DRINK YOU LAST HAD : Water.&lt;br /&gt;E - EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO : No one.&lt;br /&gt;F - FAVORITE SONG : Mostly Gackt's. &lt;br /&gt;G - GUMMY BEARS OR GUMMY WORMS : No for both.&lt;br /&gt;H - HOMETOWN : KL?&lt;br /&gt;I - IN LOVE WITH : Family.&lt;br /&gt;J - JUGGLE : hmm?&lt;br /&gt;K - KILLED SOMEONE : what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;L - LONGEST CAR RIDE : Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;M- MILKSHAKE FLAVOR : not specified.&lt;br /&gt;N - NUMBER OF SIBLINGS : &lt;br /&gt;O - ONE WISH : Secret.&lt;br /&gt;P - PERSON YOU CALLED LAST : Mum.&lt;br /&gt;R- REASON TO SMILE : Gain favour.&lt;br /&gt;S - SONG YOU LAST HEARD : I talk to rain.&lt;br /&gt;T - TIME YOU WOKE UP : 7.12 am.&lt;br /&gt;V - VEGETABLE(S) : hmm?&lt;br /&gt;W - WORST HABIT : Biting lips.&lt;br /&gt;X - X-RAYS YOU'VE HAD : Don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;Y – YOYOS ARE : boring.&lt;br /&gt;Z - ZODIAC SIGN : Sagittarius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Questions About You :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spell your name without vowels : J L S T N&lt;br /&gt;What colour do you wear most? : Black or maybe white.&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to? : Guess how much I love you (musical, a beautiful piece)&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with your life right now? : Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite class in school? : History. Science.&lt;br /&gt;When do you start back at school/college? : Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;Are you outgoing? : No, not really am.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite pair of shoes? : My black reebok.&lt;br /&gt;Where do you wish you were right now? : cold place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CANS :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you dance? : sometimes we ought to know how to dance.&lt;br /&gt;Can you tie a cherry stem with your mouth? : Never try.&lt;br /&gt;Can you whistle? : Yes, no.&lt;br /&gt;Write with both hands? : Same like Jane! haha Both hands.&lt;br /&gt;Walk with your toes curled?: yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DO'S :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe there is life on other planets? : Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in miracles? : Depends.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in magic? : Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight? : I find it hard to believe.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think there's a Satan? : I suppose so. And, Jane...LOL.. your answer!&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in Santa? : nope.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how to swim? : I couldn't swim.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you could handle the stuff they eat on those reality shows? : Eating food like Balut? I shall pass it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE HAVE'S:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a plane? : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever asked someone out? : Did I?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been asked out by someone? : Yea..&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to the ocean? : Of course.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever painted your nails? : HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WHAT'S:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the temperature outside? : I don't have a thermometer at hand.&lt;br /&gt;What radio station do you listen to? : None.&lt;br /&gt;What was the last restaurant you ate at? : Somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you bought? : Something.&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you took a picture of? : College mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRYING SECTION :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever really cried your heart out? : Hardly.&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried yourself to sleep? : No.&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried on your friend's shoulder? : No.&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried over the opposite sex? : Oh, never happen before.&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry when you get an injury? : Naw.&lt;br /&gt;Do certain songs make you cry? : Nop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SECTION :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a happy person? : If there's a happy meter here, it may able to answer your question.&lt;br /&gt;What can make you happy? : I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you were happier? : To be content of what you are. So no.&lt;br /&gt;Can music make you happy? : It seems it could but depends on what kind of of music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE SECTION :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you had your heart broken? : How many times? haha.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever loved someone so much that you'd die for them? : I will, if it's truly important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT ME SECTION :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your current hair color? : Black.&lt;br /&gt;Current piercings? : Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Have any tattoos? : Nop.&lt;br /&gt;Eye color? : Black-brown with blue rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a woman, (change it to the opposite sex when your answering this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite eye color : Doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;Short or long hair : Prefer long. But, not necessary.&lt;br /&gt;Height : Doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;Best clothing : Anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to jail : Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Mooned someone : NO.&lt;br /&gt;Thrown up in a store : Never.&lt;br /&gt;Done something really stupid that you laugh at it till today : Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping : Have not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS OR THAT :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke : Coke.&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King : Burger king. McD...kinda bored...except for Prosperity Burger.&lt;br /&gt;Single or Group Dates : I think both are fine. But, single. &lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla : CHOCOLATE.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries or Blueberries : Blueberries.&lt;br /&gt;Meat or Veggies : Meat..&lt;br /&gt;TV or Movie : Movie.&lt;br /&gt;Guitar or Drums? : Guitar.&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike : Nike.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese or Mexican : Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios or Corn Flakes : none.&lt;br /&gt;Cake or Pie : Cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;Siao Ying&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie &lt;br /&gt;Ayush&lt;br /&gt;Genise&lt;br /&gt;Vivian&lt;br /&gt;Cathy&lt;br /&gt;Sylvea&lt;br /&gt;Sue Peng&lt;br /&gt;Jackie&lt;br /&gt;Alana&lt;br /&gt;Suraya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-539805380623582854?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/539805380623582854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=539805380623582854&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/539805380623582854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/539805380623582854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/11/tagged-by-jane.html' title='A tag from Jane.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-3351546385548493535</id><published>2009-11-26T20:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T20:46:38.899+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pic and random'/><title type='text'>Beautiful.</title><content type='html'>YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few friends became a vegetarian yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to Siao Ying, Vivian, Kiran, Stephanie, etc! Haha Your deed will be well appreciated. Well, I do know that our contribution is as small as a penny, then again, we did what we should, is fair enough, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twin of brothers is not that hard except for the chorus part. Whew, safe for now! Should be able to sing that song, I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, found this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/Sw539WGdvDI/AAAAAAAAAuA/ygJlk-cKdD8/s1600/01-02minicopycopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/Sw539WGdvDI/AAAAAAAAAuA/ygJlk-cKdD8/s320/01-02minicopycopy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408392098306964530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice eh? Will keep it in mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-3351546385548493535?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/3351546385548493535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=3351546385548493535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3351546385548493535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/3351546385548493535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/11/beautiful.html' title='Beautiful.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/Sw539WGdvDI/AAAAAAAAAuA/ygJlk-cKdD8/s72-c/01-02minicopycopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-354401095156740405</id><published>2009-11-24T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:11:15.113+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='message.'/><title type='text'>MEATLESS DAY!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is International Vegetarian Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To promote the joy, compassion and life-enhancing possibilities of vegetarianism. It brings awareness to the ethical, environmental, health and humanitarian benefits of a vegetarian lifestyle."&lt;br /&gt;-Wikipedia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is also know as SAK Meatless Day. (SAK=Stop All killing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The philosophy underlying SAK has been preached by Sadhu T.L Vaswani and Dada J.P Vaswani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadhu Vaswani said –&lt;br /&gt;If indeed, life is one, is not the animal too, my brother? And am I not his keeper?&lt;br /&gt;Meat eating will one day be condemned as murder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dada J.P Vaswani said –&lt;br /&gt;Meat eating and world peace appear to be poles apart. Actually the two are interlinked. So long as animals and birds are slain to provide food for man, so long we will not see peace on the face of this Earth. If man kills an animal for food, he will not hesitate in killing a fellow man whom he considers as his enemy. The root cause of world wars is irreverence towards life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main objectives:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asking people to sign pledges to go without meat on November 25th.&lt;br /&gt;Saving animals from slaughterhouses&lt;br /&gt;Requesting Hotels and caterers to refrain from serving meat on November 25th&lt;br /&gt;Marching for Peace across the world in November 25th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# We work towards the cause in the long term by –&lt;br /&gt;Creating awareness about Animal Rights through newsletters, articles in the press and banners&lt;br /&gt;Working to get the Government to pass rules and laws that protect animal rights&lt;br /&gt;Approaching schools to educate children about the need for compassion towards animals, and the evils of meat eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information, check this &lt;a href="http://www.meatlessday.com/"&gt;Meatlessday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I think it's pretty late to write this in here, but I still managed to ask my friends to be vegan for tomorrow. Well, it's certainly not for fun, but for the animals' right. You do aware we kill animals for our own good; so, tomorrow I hope those enthusiastic people will follow what we do! Become a vegetarian for just tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly will be, will you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-354401095156740405?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/354401095156740405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=354401095156740405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/354401095156740405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/354401095156740405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/11/meatless-day.html' title='MEATLESS DAY!'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-1037460081281650509</id><published>2009-11-24T03:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T04:00:28.430+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Ring your song.</title><content type='html'>Didn't expect that I will be writing this post like around 3 something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not about nasal blockage, the old sickness suddenly arose. And, the mosquito...(no thanks to the mosquito, otherwise I won't be awaken at the first place!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna rant about it, since it's already like this, then let it be. Just hope to sleep back ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will again write some new lyrics, without time limit this time. I had been writing the same genre over and over lately, even I feeling pretty bored. So, I'm gonna write something new. Possible about life or at least something different. The only thing is if I got time to write. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mock exam is like so near now. Not sure if I'm totally prepared myself. There are so many reading materials to be done, and I haven't completed half of it yet! I wonder how long my seniors took to complete reading 3 or 5 topics. Gotta catch up fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this simple song by Eri Itou, Ring your Song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Now we've come so far from darkness&lt;br /&gt;and will never be apart&lt;br /&gt;so we leave for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;to start our lives again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find me there, my tiny feathers&lt;br /&gt;of my holy ancient days&lt;br /&gt;you will calm all my sadness&lt;br /&gt;and ring your song&lt;br /&gt;only for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find me there, my tiny feathers&lt;br /&gt;of my holy ancient days&lt;br /&gt;I will calm all your sadness&lt;br /&gt;and sing my song&lt;br /&gt;only for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song was one of the theme song for Tsubasa Chronicle. (the lyric is from capturedwings.net)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, we all looking/waiting for a person like the song may suggested isn't it? Yea, it's a lovely one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-1037460081281650509?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/1037460081281650509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=1037460081281650509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1037460081281650509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/1037460081281650509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/11/ring-your-song.html' title='Ring your song.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-375903637239857666.post-2035273691784790690</id><published>2009-11-20T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T22:29:36.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Feel.</title><content type='html'>Haven’t got much time to update my blog lately. Yes, being pretty busy with classes, rushing to complete both reading and working assignments. In addition, I have private stuffs to attend, well at least not for today, I have my ‘break’ day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been a very frenzied week, no less from the busy schedule of classes (this week, I even have Saturday class, not to forget I have compulsory class every Sunday) so, well, tiring you may say, but it’s something I had expected earlier, luckily, I had prepared my mental state, but still in reality, you do may be lacking of energy, spirit or something ridiculous, oxygen to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold your horse if you think I’m fanatical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m still in the process to enable my body to the suit the new system or lifestyle. And, of course we can suit to new things pretty fast, just wait and see. It just happens to everyone, just that we resist changing because we are comfortable with what we have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress level had slowly gained its momentum, at times, I do feel the pressure had got me in certain level of unreasonableness (so it seems that my heavy bag had become my sole victim, yet it really helpful in releasing some extent of tension). I glad that I bought books about Buddhism as it had been really affective in rebuilding my composure. One needs to incorporate virtues in life to enable one walking on to the right path of life and one to ends with an honourable way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s in the late November now, the end of 2009 it just a month plus away, and Christmas is coming! I enjoy holidays that occur in December. Haha reason why, I don’t really know, just feeling unique. Christmas can resembles many things, if you may put aside of the true meaning of Christmas. Nonetheless, it’s something you would enjoy, especially, if Malaysia will be covered with snow. I’m sure many couples will have their day on Christmas, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one more thing, Chan, your mission is about to start soon. I do hope you will take action A.S.A.P! Remember, Act before you hesitate, and whatever is the end result, it’s not something you should really regret upon. In fact, you finally able to settle everything, understand everything and you may feel settle. Wish you luck, man! Let me know the result as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised something, ever since I couldn’t concur with my own feeling, I need to be placed in a special place (mountain for example) and then meditate. Seriously, I need to come up with a decision, a decision that may be very crucial and it may affect my system. A resolute decision is needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, another issue I would like address is regarding of The League of Volunteers for Animals and Children (LVAC). It seems to be rather silent, yes, but do not panic to those members, the group is still in healthy state. Just that H1N1 was reported to be greatly dangerous, thus activities had to be rearranged. Although, the disease, on the surface in Malaysia is like no news, but I definitely wouldn’t want to take the risk. What is the point of getting sick and then you can’t be a volunteer, after all, you gotta be healthy to be a volunteer, isn’t it? It seems to be persuasive for me say H1N1 is the reason, but the truth is that the members’ health is one of the concerns in the management. Nonetheless, don’t worry, LVAC will resumes its activities once the flu is subdued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Politics in Malaysia is ever amusing. Yea, you can say I’m being sarcastic or whatever, the recent appointment of Anwar as Selangor’s Economic advisor, I reckon to be either for bad or for good. Not to say Anwar is all together bad or what, but I concur with Mahathir’s argument that previously Anwar planned to take the IMF’s ways, as he suggested it’s bad for the economics of Malaysia. Then again, another view is that during Anwar’s former position (Finance Minister), Malaysia had a surplus budget. It’s really a yes or no proposition to say Anwar’s appointed is bad or good. But, isn’t it something amiss by appointing him? I save the argument to people who are concern in this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope to see the MCA resolves the internal problem swiftly, seriously, they are not playing the game right. With all the recent news, what good will derive from being so uncultivated in dealing problems. Time is ticking, and problems remained sunken. Settle it soon, and soon the confidence may be regained. It’s up to their willingness and delegates support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got to go, till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/375903637239857666-2035273691784790690?l=zhekxian72.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/feeds/2035273691784790690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=375903637239857666&amp;postID=2035273691784790690&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/2035273691784790690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/375903637239857666/posts/default/2035273691784790690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhekxian72.blogspot.com/2009/11/havent-got-much-time-to-update-my-blog.html' title='Feel.'/><author><name>Julius.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16124881585841572360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEdI9uhcCSc/SmLy2kdiyzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/f-qP-UGGfvc/S220/DSCN1492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
