<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029</id><updated>2011-12-12T11:15:40.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee Talk</title><subtitle type='html'>Everybody should believe in something... I believe I'll have another coffee...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-1559608357979623734</id><published>2011-12-12T11:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T11:15:40.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AIA Saving Plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M3J8lD0MvY8/TuVxW6ccnbI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ywBJxUSB1jY/s1600/done%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M3J8lD0MvY8/TuVxW6ccnbI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ywBJxUSB1jY/s400/done%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685074743084752306" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-1559608357979623734?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/1559608357979623734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/1559608357979623734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2011/12/aia-saving-plan.html' title='AIA Saving Plan'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M3J8lD0MvY8/TuVxW6ccnbI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ywBJxUSB1jY/s72-c/done%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-2167999571493049246</id><published>2010-10-10T13:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T13:31:54.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kid Cudi ft Kenye West - Erase Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ajaxQYNonyg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ajaxQYNonyg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I keep on running, keep on running and nothing works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I can't get away from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;no, I keep on ducking keep on thucking your nothing else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I can't stop missing you =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-2167999571493049246?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/2167999571493049246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/2167999571493049246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-keep-on-running-keep-on-running-and.html' title='Kid Cudi ft Kenye West - Erase Me'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-3006486515342181803</id><published>2010-10-06T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T22:34:12.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cathy: How old are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kennix (new colleague): Why should I tell you? Guess yourself if you want to know…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cathy: Ask you to tell then faster tell lar… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kennix: A clue, I’m the youngest here in this department…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cathy: Even younger than him (pointed at me)…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: ? Huh, you the youngest? I’m 25 by the way…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kennix: Owh, of course I’m younger than you… You know the youngest here is 24, and I’m same age with her…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me + Cathy: (laughing…)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: Actually I 19…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kennix: Haha, very funny, I’m 16 then…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(I took out IC and showed him…)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kennix: …… okayyy…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Walao… Do I really look like 25? Sad… =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;p/s: William Black is such a nice man… I’m lucky to know him…  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-3006486515342181803?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/3006486515342181803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/3006486515342181803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/10/cathy-how-old-are-you-kennix-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-2396395776685468624</id><published>2010-10-02T01:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T01:39:59.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Is it a right choice to give up? I bet it is… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Didn’t update my life here for quite a while, that’s because I’ve got no life in the previous 3 months… Basically these 3 months of mine suck to the max… I did nothing but just wasting my time… Joined this agency which assured me that I could earn 100k a month, worked there for two months and haha, I earned nothing but spent there for few hundred instead… I’m seriously a vegetable, so dumb to believe that kind of crap… Money can never earn so easily, that’s my lesson… And never be too gullible like an old man… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;According to them, all we need to succeed is to dream big… Yes I agreed, but it is just part of the success formula… We still need to work hard creating values for our big dreams… Nothing comes merely by thinking about it… Worst still, there are morning briefing everyday which will be conducted by some self-claimed very professional idiots… I bet they don’t even know what are they talking every morning… I meant yes they do earned a lot… But I just don’t respect those who have only full wallet but empty minds… This job seriously made my life miserable… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I noticed my vegetable-ness and quitted this job last week… Joined HSBC and now working in HSBC premier… Sounds better isn’t it? I’ve made my choice and it is positive to give up on this stupid job… I’m good in HSBC, office work still suits me the best… Maybe it may get hectic and pressure once a while, but it’s alright for me, I can handle them for sure… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Was seriously upset about this matter few weeks back, I kept thinking that it is too unfair for me to waste so much time doing this stupid-not-earning job… Kept blaming people, blaming myself and at last I blamed the God… I should seriously drain off my grievances, if not I’ll never move on in my life, I’ll just stay at the origin point, watching people one by one moving towards success… I can’t do that, I want to succeed as well! Got to bold up my confidence already, Cindy said I’ve got not much confidence in myself now, I don’t used to be like this… Right, I want back my confidence, I can’t just stay down everyday owing to the wrong choice I made last time, I must invest my mistakes, and earn lessons from them… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Should seriously start believing in myself and try not to make mistake again in my life… I’m too old to make any mistake anymore… There’s a board in the office written there, “It’s not so much about where are you now, it’s about which direction you are going…” Maybe I’m still a “nobody” right now, but I’m going to be a “somebody” in the near future… Hopefully my direction is correct… God bless me… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I miss my life as a student badly… Wanted to start my course fast and wear my new nike bag to uni =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-2396395776685468624?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/2396395776685468624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/2396395776685468624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/10/is-it-right-choice-to-give-up-i-bet-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-9120430845314642</id><published>2010-09-13T23:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T23:54:14.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TI5E-vLOf7I/AAAAAAAAAW8/FzzIC1bnQck/s1600/vdffv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TI5E-vLOf7I/AAAAAAAAAW8/FzzIC1bnQck/s400/vdffv.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516422438181568434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The shortest distance calculated by air travel from Malaysia to Spain is 6846.18 miles, which is approximately 11017.82 km…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;8 more days, then distance between us would be 0 km =)  I miss you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-9120430845314642?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/9120430845314642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/9120430845314642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/09/shortest-distance-calculated-by-air.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TI5E-vLOf7I/AAAAAAAAAW8/FzzIC1bnQck/s72-c/vdffv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-3626444184204134875</id><published>2010-09-09T17:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T18:10:32.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TIisrIWKr9I/AAAAAAAAAW0/9JsfvGwgkd8/s1600/small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TIisrIWKr9I/AAAAAAAAAW0/9JsfvGwgkd8/s320/small.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514847600689983442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;小时候&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TIisqTOghFI/AAAAAAAAAWs/o1y9Q_Jetfc/s1600/big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TIisqTOghFI/AAAAAAAAAWs/o1y9Q_Jetfc/s320/big.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514847586430780498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style=" line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;长大后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;=(  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style=" line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;不好笑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style=" line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;很&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;无聊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;12 more days, and you’re here =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I hope you are fine there…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Miss you loads =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-3626444184204134875?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/3626444184204134875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/3626444184204134875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TIisrIWKr9I/AAAAAAAAAW0/9JsfvGwgkd8/s72-c/small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-8343041642977648965</id><published>2010-09-07T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T23:18:00.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'trebuchet ms'"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Guess you’re on the plane now, reading my little smiley book =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hope it makes you smile, cause I always love to see you smile… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Have a safe journey to Spain… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do take care of yourself there, and have fun to the max!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ll think about you every day that goes by… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'trebuchet ms'"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TIY8bShaWcI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Ba7EWEE8GYc/s320/38999_445636409084_773784084_6125774_1386793_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514161233287862722"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'trebuchet ms'"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="'trebuchet ms'"&gt;p/s: It feels not right not seeing your text messages… &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-8343041642977648965?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/8343041642977648965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/8343041642977648965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/09/guess-youre-on-plane-now-reading-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TIY8bShaWcI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Ba7EWEE8GYc/s72-c/38999_445636409084_773784084_6125774_1386793_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-4109353927619852261</id><published>2010-09-04T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T15:49:03.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;“Among us, I’m gonna be the first to leave Malaysia and study overseas… Probably on August next year, I’ll be following my sis to Russia and study over there…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I definitely said that before 2 years back… Still, I remembered everything… Friends even started planning my farewell party, where I gonna make the party and how often we can gather together after I leave… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It’s kind of hilarious recalling back those times… I was just crapping after all… Everyone flew, almost every of my friends went overseas to pursue their studies… It’s either they are already left, going to leave, or they’ve already come back… Why am I still here? Why? Why can’t I be like them, studying aboard? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Very funny, it’s fated I can only say… Ka Yan and Dinesh, two of my ex classmates, they just went Canada few days ago… They made me a jealous man… Seriously, I wish to swap my life with theirs for once… Kind of crazy but I just wanted to get the same kind of feelings… Friends all gathered in the airport sending them off, everybody gave their best wishes and bless them as they leave… That kind of feeling, I wondered how it feels like… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Maybe people are right, studying in Malaysia and studying overseas, there’s only a subtle difference… After all, the cert that we are getting is just the same… But for me, I took the contrary view, studying aboard is so much different compared to studying here… We get to blend into the culture of other countries, can’t be gainsaid that every country is unique as its own… Moreover, staying apart from family and buddies made us stronger and definitely more independent… Plus, who would like to stay in Malaysia? I meant Chinese…… NONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I always tell people to look things not as they are, but as they can be… Maybe I should visualize what am I in the future, not just stuck in the present… It’s a fact that I can’t go overseas to study now, but that doesn’t mean that I will never study overseas… I can do my masters overseas… No, I must do it, I must experience what it is like studying aboard… That makes me feel one degree better… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I wasn’t complaining, I should be thankful that at least I can still study… Some people don’t even have the opportunity to study… Just… You know, jealousy… Mind me… =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I’m bored waiting for ISAT, when is it coming? =( And I’m not seeing you for 45 days already, another 17 days more… Then you’re here =) … Should be fast, I believe 17 days would just pass in a blink =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-4109353927619852261?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4109353927619852261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4109353927619852261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/09/among-us-im-gonna-be-first-to-leave.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-4941957985638613161</id><published>2010-08-31T14:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T16:15:50.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RepoMen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/THyq3lD_g7I/AAAAAAAAAVw/tj_N1cqxSP4/s1600/Repo-Men-Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/THyq3lD_g7I/AAAAAAAAAVw/tj_N1cqxSP4/s400/Repo-Men-Poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511467915813028786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Organs damaged or organs failure? No worries, we can always apply for perfected artificial organs… Just make sure you are financially fit for the expensive mechanical organs created by The Union… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Jarvik Heart, Haemoglobin filter max 2, ORTHO n 24, NEPHRO-LUX 2650, AD Dynamics Bionic Arm…… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Any organ that you would like to replace for an artificial ones? Just name it… The Union has them all… To check out more artiforg products, visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theunioncares.com/"&gt;&lt;span style=" text-decoration:none;text-underline:nonecolor:windowtext;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;www.theunioncares.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Crap… The world would be disastrous if artiforgs are real… Repo men would be all around killing client who can’t afford the bill of their organs… Pathetic much… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Anyway, if someone is willing to pay for my bill, I don’t mind having the new M.5 neural net… Living in my own sweet dream with the one i love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;… A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt; happy, stress-less, calm and serene life…… It is true that dreams are always better than reality… But forget it… Dreams are just fake! They are only real when we made them come true… I rather experience the though processes in opting my own desired life than having M.5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oh well, it’s alright if you don’t understand a word I said… Just go and watch Repo Men 2010, ending is a bit off, but wholly, it is a nice show indeed… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;By the way, Happy Merdeka to all Malaysian! Enjoy celebrating the 53&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; birthday of our country and I’ll only enjoy this lovely holiday =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-4941957985638613161?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4941957985638613161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4941957985638613161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/08/repomen.html' title='RepoMen'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/THyq3lD_g7I/AAAAAAAAAVw/tj_N1cqxSP4/s72-c/Repo-Men-Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-2477365645441988712</id><published>2010-08-16T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T22:54:55.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Yes I agreed with you much… These two songs are definitely worth to be promoted =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Jason Derulo – What If&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RRT3J1QT6Zg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RRT3J1QT6Zg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:6.0pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“But we can’t, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:6.0pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;we can’t tell, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:6.0pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the future no &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:6.0pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;but that's just the beauty of the world we know&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:6.0pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So imma say Dududodu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:6.0pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Baby, what if&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:6.0pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We all could say Dududodu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:6.0pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Baby what if&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;…”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Quite surprised that Jason Derulo didn’t sing out his name in this song… I thought he used to be famous in that way… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Anyway, I like the lyrics despite it’s just a simple one… Seriously we can never predict what will happen next… Even the next minute, only God knows what would happen… And since we don’t know about the future, we must cherish everything we have now, do anything that we wish to do before it’s too late… Never regret what you do, only regret what you don’t do… Because at one point, you did wanted it… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Hedley – Perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-nBU9VR2X5g?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-nBU9VR2X5g?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:6.0pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“I'm not perfect, but I keep trying&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:6.0pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cause that's what I said I would do from the start&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:6.0pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm not alive if I'm lonely, so please don't leave&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:6.0pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Was it something I said or just my personality?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:6.0pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Hedley, this name is sure new to me, but I like his voice… He sings with his feelings, check out the MV!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;For me I think, sometimes we must cling to our imperfections, because they are what make us unique… But of course, too much of imperfections would make you another unique type of person… There are many of these people in the market and I’ve enough of them these days… They are just ridiculous… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Sis is going back to Russia tomorrow, two months had just past in a blink… I admit that I didn’t spend enough time with her when she is here… Life is busy, I do know that I’m just giving a stupid reason now… Anyway, thanks for the birthday cheese cake… It’s getting tastier the cake you baked! =) Guess I need to figure out what cake I want for next year… Haha… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;七夕情人节快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;还有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;36&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;拜拜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;快快到吧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-2477365645441988712?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/2477365645441988712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/2477365645441988712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/08/favorite.html' title='Favorite =)'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-3651279112869876382</id><published>2010-08-10T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T22:50:18.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TGFjLm7ZC5I/AAAAAAAAAVk/Uqhr-M8kaSY/s1600/lab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TGFjLm7ZC5I/AAAAAAAAAVk/Uqhr-M8kaSY/s400/lab.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503789270702820242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Found this picture while browsing through my folders… Wondered who took this… Anyway it made me reminisced back those fun times in MUFY…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Its August now… Time flies… But I wish it could fly faster… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Damn this life… I’m missing you too much…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-3651279112869876382?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/3651279112869876382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/3651279112869876382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/08/found-this-picture-while-browsing.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TGFjLm7ZC5I/AAAAAAAAAVk/Uqhr-M8kaSY/s72-c/lab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-9199476269175541494</id><published>2010-07-19T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T19:25:14.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It all started with a dream...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Everything, I mean everyone who ended up standing on top of the world, being a successful and respectful person, they had a dream once… It could be a simple dream, or a tough one… I believe they definitely put in all their efforts and worked their dreams out to succeed…&lt;br /&gt;I was a simple man with no big dream, maybe I had, but to me now, the dream was “cheap”… I need to have a better dream to get me activated and work hard in my life… I admit that I’m quite lucky sometimes, God just loves me I guess… It arranged beautifully for me to know her and thanks to her I got myself a solid dream…&lt;br /&gt;I’m a follower, I follow whatever people said… As long as they are happy, alright, I’ll do anything… So I ended up studying hard, damn hard… And tried so hard to get into Monash for a place in medicine course… I want to be a doctor? Not really, but I don’t anti doctor either…&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday in the mall, she told me this… “I find pharmacy course boring, browsed through the chapters that I’m going to cover, they just sound boring…” I know, pharmacy is not the subject you like, you are just aiming for the outcome, just like me… Birds of a feather flock together… Maybe this is why we can get along well… She then continued… “But if seriously you became a doctor and I became a pharmacist, we can work together! I open a pharmacy beside your clinic but you must call all your patients come buy medicine from me =)”&lt;br /&gt;I stunned… Maybe she didn’t mean to be serious, or perhaps she was just joking… But for me, it meant something… I never dare to think about me working in medical field, being a doctor just doesn’t make sense to me… For once, I seriously feel that doctor is not that bad actually, just a simple GP, opening a small clinic, sounds great to me!&lt;br /&gt;That created my dream, I want to run a clinic and open a pharmacy next door! Having a dream can be exciting, it powered up everything that I do… I’m now happier and I more positive towards everything that I’m facing… The feeling is just awesome… Conclusion is, get a dream if you haven’t have any, it could be fun! Trust me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… and thanks to you, I’m out of the box right now, will try to reduce my complains to zero and share more of my happy stuffs with you &lt;3&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/7687317677263375029-9199476269175541494?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/9199476269175541494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/9199476269175541494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-all-started-with-dream.html' title='It all started with a dream...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-6999489879696318710</id><published>2010-07-14T00:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T15:24:19.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awww...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/THyuBp-KXiI/AAAAAAAAAV4/lUYUybxrO1E/s1600/DSC00485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/THyuBp-KXiI/AAAAAAAAAV4/lUYUybxrO1E/s400/DSC00485.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511471387464326690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#551A8B;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Couldn’t be any sweeter… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Thanks dear =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;P/S: The heart shape tastes better &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-6999489879696318710?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/6999489879696318710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/6999489879696318710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/07/couldnt-be-any-sweeter-thanks-dear-ps.html' title='Awww...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/THyuBp-KXiI/AAAAAAAAAV4/lUYUybxrO1E/s72-c/DSC00485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-5858979562729618957</id><published>2010-06-19T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T23:22:44.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I experienced holidays… The real I-meant-it holidays… Was overwhelmed by the non-stop daily activities even since the minute I handed up my last exam paper… Exhausted, but enjoyed definitely! Am packing stuffs for Penang trip tomorrow… Seriously have to fully utilize my holidays before results are out… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I think a lot, think a lot about myself especially during holidays when there is no Chemistry or Bio for me to think about… “Do not dwell in the past, we should move on in our life…” People always say that, but the past, they remained there as our past… We can do nothing to erase them, we can at most regret… Regret and promise ourselves not to repeat the past anymore… I am doing it now, am regretting and thinking how it would be without certain part of my past… But still, what’s more important is that I have to do everything correctly, appreciate everything and treat my life seriously from now on… I won’t want to regret and hope for erasing any part of my past anymore, and I don’t want you to regret either… You are the first who treats me so differently, I don’t care if I’m your first or not… I only know that if I do not appreciate, I would end up regretting again… Regret not because I wanted to erase the past, but regret because not appreciating enough… One more thing I would like you to understand… There is no point for me to pay any attention to the people from my past, because there is always a reason why they are not in my future… Trust me, the past is no more important for me, what’s more important now is the future… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Weird post huh? Just to express this sudden thought of mine… Done! Should be getting busy with my holidays again… Have fun everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TBzfth95B7I/AAAAAAAAAVU/fbJT6fMbB-U/s400/IMG_0961.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-5858979562729618957?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/5858979562729618957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/5858979562729618957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-experienced-holidays-real-i-meant-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TBzfth95B7I/AAAAAAAAAVU/fbJT6fMbB-U/s72-c/IMG_0961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-2029849861237031171</id><published>2010-06-04T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T18:19:18.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 12pt 0in"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Calibri', 'sans-serif'; FONT-WEIGHT: normal; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-bidi-: minor-latinfont-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Something fun I realized from studying chemistry… Well, my finals are over, plus I’m having a month break from teaching, so, it is quite weird for me to even think about chemistry for now… But, the world is like that, human is like that, nobody will satisfy with what he or she currently has… Browsing through facebook, wow, why is everyone saying their holiday is so bored? Sometimes we must really learn to appreciate, it is useless or I should say it is pathetic to regret after an incident just because one failed to appreciate… Ok, I went way too far, should be talking about chemistry… &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 12pt 0in"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Calibri', 'sans-serif'; FONT-WEIGHT: normal; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-bidi-: minor-latinfont-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Right, does anyone ever think before why ionic bonding is stronger than covalent bonding? I mean of course there are some special case where covalent network compound is stronger than certain ionic compound, but let us not go too deep… Since form 4 we learnt than ionic compound has a higher melting point than covalent compound, therefore ionic bond is definitely a stronger bond if comparison were to make… Does it make sense? Can we just accept the scientific explanation for this statement? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 12pt 0in"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Calibri', 'sans-serif'; FONT-WEIGHT: normal; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-bidi-: minor-latinfont-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For me I don’t see why ionic bond should be stronger, it is not suppose to be in this way… Ionic bond occurs between two atoms where one donates and another receives… While covalent bond, how smart and adorable that those atoms learn to share among each other, equally giving out the electrons that they have and make a bond between each other… Credits should be given to this covalent compound, but why is ionic bond stronger? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 12pt 0in"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Calibri', 'sans-serif'; FONT-WEIGHT: normal; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-bidi-: minor-latinfont-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here are two scenarios, scenario 1… There is this couple just started a relationship, the boy is willing to do everything for her… He bought presents for her, he learnt to bake cake for her, he did research on which places to visit with her, he gave her surprises…… In short, he committed 100% in the relationship… She was happy, but she did nothing for him in return… Yet she still has her own sensible reason why she can’t commit for the relationship… Well, the ending should be clear, they broke up cause he is too tired to continue committing for no returns… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 12pt 0in"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Calibri', 'sans-serif'; FONT-WEIGHT: normal; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-bidi-: minor-latinfont-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Scenario 2… Another couple, they get along together for like almost 5 or 6 years already… It is not an easy task for sure… Friends around see them quarreling for petty stuffs each time, but deep in everyone’s heart, we know that they both are the most loving lovebirds… Sometimes the guy would buy flowers and surprises her by placing it on her bed, and sometimes the girl would call him at random timing just to say how much she loves him even though she knows that this would disturb him… They care about each other in a way, trust each other and share their loves together… Well, ending? Still not ended yet but most probably they will get married… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 12pt 0in"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Calibri', 'sans-serif'; FONT-WEIGHT: normal; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-bidi-: minor-latinfont-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I call scenario 1 – THE IONIC RELATIONSHIP… While for scenario 2 – THE COVALENT RELATIONSHIP… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 12pt 0in"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Calibri', 'sans-serif'; FONT-WEIGHT: normal; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-bidi-: minor-latinfont-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I’ve made my point, do those two scenarios make everything clear? Now who dare to say ionic bond is stronger? Love without justice is just a stupid feeling… Justify your love, if you love someone so much but you know you’ll get nothing back from him or her, I tell you, forget it and don’t waste your time… Save some time in finding your true love… Find for the person, who is “covalent” in nature, who is willing to commit with you… After all a relationship is all about having trust between two parties… Being selfish by just “receiving” or “donating”, exhibiting “ionic” nature, a relationship would never last long… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 12pt 0in"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Calibri', 'sans-serif'; FONT-WEIGHT: normal; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-bidi-: minor-latinfont-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Above is just my personal view on how chemistry differs from the reality… I never mean to say the science is wrong, so, do not write something wrong in the chemistry paper… I was just crapping after all… Should go back to my holiday mood, not gonna think about chemistry, just gonna think about my sweet holidays… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 12pt 0in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Calibri', 'sans-serif'; FONT-WEIGHT: normal; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-bidi-: minor-latinfont-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';color:black;"  &gt;Enjoy life Mufians!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Calibri', 'sans-serif'; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-: minor-latinfont-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 12pt 0in"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Calibri', 'sans-serif'; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-: minor-latinfont-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';font-size:11;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-2029849861237031171?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/2029849861237031171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/2029849861237031171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/06/something-fun-i-realized-from-studying_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-445541032208517020</id><published>2010-05-21T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T00:24:55.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomly random...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/S_VgMvvDXMI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ai4KIsapd6Y/s1600/DSC00399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/S_VgMvvDXMI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ai4KIsapd6Y/s400/DSC00399.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473386694227221698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Broken hair clip... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I guess, it means...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I made the right choice cutting my hair short... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Okay, okay... I know I'm lame, mind me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mufians, all the best in finals!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-445541032208517020?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/445541032208517020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/445541032208517020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/05/randomly-random.html' title='Randomly random...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/S_VgMvvDXMI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ai4KIsapd6Y/s72-c/DSC00399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-4135734663129047614</id><published>2010-05-19T02:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T16:58:36.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;莫纳斯大学预备班最后第二堂的化学课…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;心情是怪怪的, 就没能解释… 好想把其他的4堂课都换去化学课… 因为本人超爱这学期的化学班…&lt;br /&gt;CHEM B11, 想起当时是在多么可爱的情况下, 进入了这一班… 就因为一个 “JPA”, 搞到所有要念医科的学生必须进入指定的化学班… 当然当时的我并不是在这一班, 可能是天意吧, 我出乎意料的转进了这一班… 当时还存着一丝的后悔, 想着没进到指定的班,会不会吃亏? 但是, 当第一堂化学课开始时, 我肯定了, 这就是属于我的化学班… 真的不敢想象如果我进的是全部 “JPA” 念医科的班, 我应该会疯掉吧 …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;我们这一班… 先说说老师, Miss Saras 可说是我最敬爱的化学老师, 她不但教书很好, 对待每一个同学, 也都非常的友善… 在说说学生, 我们这一班有着多样化的学生, 有无时无刻制造噪音的, 安静的, 说话说不停的, 非常聪明的, 非常Gay 的, Blur-Blur 的, 好朋友…… 总之很多很多, 就觉得大家都好厉害…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;当然还有你 , 你总会坐在我右手边的方向, 而我总会时不时望一望右手边… 那种感觉挺奇怪的, 但我觉得酱其实还蛮很可爱… 总而言之, 我的化学班是最特别的班, 天天想到要上化学, 笑容就不知觉地浮现在脸上…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;就应为太喜欢这一班了, 就因为舍不得, 所以才有着怪怪的感觉… 现在已是凌晨2点多了, 再过多没几个小时, 就是我最后一堂的化学课了…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;真希望大家还可以相处久些…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-4135734663129047614?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4135734663129047614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4135734663129047614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/05/4-chem-b11-jpa-jpa-miss-saras-gay-blur.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-6575931196166241139</id><published>2010-05-09T11:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:07:59.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;“It would be extremely regrettable to lose someone you love, or the one who loves you…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Quoted this line from a friend, and I kind of agree with the statement…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;But what if the one that you love, loves you too? Wouldn’t it be double the dose of extreme regret if you lose him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Losing someone is never fun, neither is fun losing own mind…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;My mind is quite saturated with thoughts these days, maybe pointless thoughts… I don’t know… What I know is that I need to dispose all these thoughts and make space for the upcoming finals…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It’s time to be back myself, the nerdy library boy… Even how hard I find to transform back to myself, I need to…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/S-YyvWhAb3I/AAAAAAAAAVE/xNtHDQHfGz4/s1600/DSC00392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/S-YyvWhAb3I/AAAAAAAAAVE/xNtHDQHfGz4/s400/DSC00392.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469114586567307122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Me and Siew Mei, my ex-colleague-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-outline-level:3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Just being random, I miss working in Jerneh, and I think short hair suits me better… =) Will go for a hair cut soon…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Not to forget, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Happy Mothers’ Day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ur my best Mum in the world, love you mama!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-6575931196166241139?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/6575931196166241139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/6575931196166241139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-would-be-extremely-regrettable-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/S-YyvWhAb3I/AAAAAAAAAVE/xNtHDQHfGz4/s72-c/DSC00392.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-3422394674329348372</id><published>2010-05-08T03:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T03:14:46.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>叶问 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/S-RmTFidklI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ZsXYxp3dn3w/s1600/IpMan2_Teaserposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/S-RmTFidklI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ZsXYxp3dn3w/s400/IpMan2_Teaserposter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468608325624894034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif, SimSun; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;人的地位，虽然有高低之分&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;但是，人格，不应该有贵贱之别&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;我很希望，从这一刻开始我们大家可以学会懂得怎样去互相尊重。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-3422394674329348372?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/3422394674329348372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/3422394674329348372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/05/2.html' title='叶问 2'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/S-RmTFidklI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ZsXYxp3dn3w/s72-c/IpMan2_Teaserposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-8536013726831480508</id><published>2010-05-05T17:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T17:39:24.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Relieved, the final Bio topic test had just over… It’s time for a break now… Not gonna think about the upcoming presentation, trials and FINALS… Just want to take a good rest at least for today… Guess that I’ve got activity on tonight, a must do activity after every major tests… I should send my condolence in advance to the victim first, this makes me feel much better later in the night… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, talk about some interesting stuffs that happened to me these days? Hmm, I like yellow… Bright yellow… Am wearing a yellow shirt right now, carrying a green bag and my red bottle is just in front… Traffic light much right? Exactly! Dressing like a clown makes me feel good, it just brightens my day… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm sick of studying, I am stress, under pressure, but just don’t know why I don’t feel like studying… I sat for the 15% practical test yesterday morning without revising even a wee bit… Lucky I wasn’t panic, hope that it was well done… Study seems useless for me, was studying Bio until 2am last night, nice to hear but throughout the whole night, I spent most time staring at my phone, hoping to receive someone’s message… Believe me, nothing enter my brain last night… But at least I find myself more like a human in this semester, last sem, sad to say, I seriously was a study machine which operates from morning till midnight… How pathetic…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just love this sem, love it so much until I wish Pn. Norli (the director) can extent this semester till the end of the year… I bet none will against me, cause everyone enjoys Mufy… ^^ Right? Seriously I’ll miss everyone in the college so much after leaving Sunway… Guess that the best thing to do in these last few weeks is to appreciate… Appreciate every single moment… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dang, I’m hungry… Probably because I've vomited too much of bio evolution stuffs just now… Now that I can forget all those evolve thingy, please don’t remind me of my finals… Ok, time for dinner… Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;P/s: Last Friday night was the best night ever… &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt; explains everything…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-8536013726831480508?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/8536013726831480508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/8536013726831480508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/05/relieved-final-bio-topic-test-had-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-299128476493691497</id><published>2010-04-29T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T08:22:02.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;不知何时&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;我开始喜欢上这种类型的女生了&lt;/span&gt;… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;那种&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;以前的我&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;认为女生应该普普通通&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;穿着不需要太刻意&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;当然也不可太随便&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;不需要特地去化妆&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;或染头发&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;带装饰之类的&lt;/span&gt;… &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;女生保持低调&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;展现自然美&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;那就很好了&lt;/span&gt;… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;现在的我&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;变了&lt;/span&gt;… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;我喜欢留着长发的女生&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;希望是直发&lt;/span&gt;… &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;说到头发呢&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;总觉得染发的女生好特别&lt;/span&gt;… &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;喜欢会打扮的女生&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;可能化些淡妆&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;看起来比较活泼&lt;/span&gt;… &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;也喜欢经过她的时候&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;会闻到股淡淡的香水味&lt;/span&gt;… &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;我喜欢女生戴眼镜&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;也欣赏佩戴&lt;/span&gt;’coloured lens’&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;的女生&lt;/span&gt;… &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;就觉得很好看&lt;/span&gt;… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;哈哈&lt;/span&gt;, 360&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;度转变的我&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;是有些奇怪&lt;/span&gt;… &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;连我自己也不了解为什么会喜欢上如此&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;虚假&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;的女生&lt;/span&gt;… &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;但对我来说&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;这种女生&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;一点都不虚假&lt;/span&gt;… &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;她们只为了呈现最美的一面让人家看到&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;说她们虚假&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;我不赞同&lt;/span&gt;… &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;可能就应为这一点&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;让我觉得这类型的女生好特别&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;可能是会花点时间和心思来打扮自己的女生令我刮目相看&lt;/span&gt;… &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;可能&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;可能&lt;/span&gt;… &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;怎么来说&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;这种女生总比那些连头发都懒惰整理一番的女生好吧&lt;/span&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;说到最后&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;喜欢一个人还是感觉最重要&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;以上说的只不过是外表罢了&lt;/span&gt;… &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;可能她表面上并不是我喜欢的类型&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;但是心地善良&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;性格可爱&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;我想我还是会爱上她&lt;/span&gt;…… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;以上只是我个人主观的看法而已&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;没有其他的意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: 'MS Mincho'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'MS Mincho'"&gt;思&lt;/span&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;第一次用华语来呈现&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast"&gt;见笑了&lt;/span&gt;… &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-299128476493691497?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/299128476493691497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/299128476493691497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/04/coloured-lens-360.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-685777236926092785</id><published>2010-04-25T13:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T13:46:59.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ang mo" boy friend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;“Ang mo” only likes ugly Asians? I doubt it, maybe it is only true here in Malaysia or even in Singapore… Can’t deny that we always see ugly Asian holding hands with super hot “Ang mo”… No offense but seriously it seems like “Ang mo” are always interested with those “chubby” type of Asian girls (which we labeled them as ugly Asians)…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;My sister has an “Ang mo” boy friend there in Russia, this is the reason why I don’t support ‘Ang mo with ugly Asian theory’… My sis, she’s no ugly Asian! Definitely not! She’s pretty with her long straight hair, gosh, talking about her, I started to miss her... Of course she’s pretty not only because of her hair, I’m sure people who know her would agree with me… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;According to sis, her boy friend is tall, and very sweet… Sorry for not knowing much about him, but if given a chance, I’d like to meet him and talk to him! I’m sure mum knows better than me about him, if not, she won’t approve you going out with him… Anyway, just want to say that you both look sweet together, sincerely hope that he is the right guy for you… Enjoy your life there with him, create memories, loads of them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/S9PWyFoWORI/AAAAAAAAAUk/_1r3jfjhA64/s1600/26479_374622252223_703717223_3747070_7019309_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/S9PWyFoWORI/AAAAAAAAAUk/_1r3jfjhA64/s400/26479_374622252223_703717223_3747070_7019309_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463946928923752722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Take care sis, see you in less than two months time… Miss ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-685777236926092785?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/685777236926092785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/685777236926092785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/04/ang-mo-boy-friend.html' title='&quot;Ang mo&quot; boy friend...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/S9PWyFoWORI/AAAAAAAAAUk/_1r3jfjhA64/s72-c/26479_374622252223_703717223_3747070_7019309_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-148665684369360485</id><published>2010-04-22T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T09:13:32.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was told that Casa Subang (my hostel) is merely 3 km away from my college, until yesterday… I realized that 3 km seemed so long to me… But, walking back home from college at night alone is kind of romantic in a way… Haha, guess it is romantic missing the last bus… I hate taking bus to and back from college, it makes me look like a small kid… =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Looking at the lamp post during the night, now that I know how nice it feels… =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Had a great night anyway…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-148665684369360485?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/148665684369360485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/148665684369360485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-was-told-that-casa-subang-my-hostel.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-9105646853133993144</id><published>2010-04-18T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T00:37:38.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;When I’m not happy…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I play basketball – during midnight – at mat rempit area – with “rempinator” – and a few besties – under the rain – I run – jump – shout – and play like mad – without worrying – because I’ve “rempinator” – protecting me – and my friends – I throw everything unhappy – far behind my head – exhausted – after the game – we sit down – had some men’s talk – while enjoying the drizzling night – feel so nice – with true friends – who dare scolding me – right on my face – making me realized – that I need to change – for a better future – drive back home – alone – after that – with my radio – blasting to the max – with the DJ – playing techno music – some thoughts running through my mind – but are not disturbed – by the techno mix – stop in front – of my house – contemplated – for a few minutes – and I decide – to – SMILE again… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;There is no point being unhappy after all, cause I am not fit to be…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-9105646853133993144?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/9105646853133993144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/9105646853133993144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-im-not-happy-i-play-basketball.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-7883810848678140040</id><published>2010-04-14T13:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T13:19:37.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desires...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Do you have any desire? What do you wish to have the most, if you are given money, what would you buy? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Of course, human are undeniably materialistic, wishing for more even after we got what we want… It is our nature, being insatiable… For me personally, I love only two things… I mean for the time being, it might change though in the future… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Just being as a normal guy, I desire for a car, not any super-expensive sports car, but the car which caught my attention is the cute little Volkswagen Beetle… Driving a yellow beetle on the street has always been one of my must-achieve dreams… But this dream is indeed too expensive for me now, maybe I can only make this dream comes true after I get a job and start earning… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Since it is pointless for me to obsess over Volkswagen now, I can’t afford anyway, my second desire would be more realistic for me to achieve… I love liquor, hard liquors! Brandy, Bacardi, Chivas, Vodka, VSOP, XO, Rum, Tequila…… Of all still, I prefer Scotch Whiskey the best… My so called another must-achieve dream is to get the full set of Johnny walker collection, I want to have all the colour labels, RED, BLACK, GREEN, BLUE &amp;amp; GOLD… Obviously this is not easy, I need at least a thousand for this… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/S8VP534uDBI/AAAAAAAAAUc/I2xG26c0gAM/s1600/showImage-horz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/S8VP534uDBI/AAAAAAAAAUc/I2xG26c0gAM/s400/showImage-horz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459857978929581074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 80px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Just to clarify that I’m not a “kaki botol”, once a while few shots of whiskey can be real refreshing… =)    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-7883810848678140040?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/7883810848678140040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/7883810848678140040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/04/desires.html' title='Desires...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/S8VP534uDBI/AAAAAAAAAUc/I2xG26c0gAM/s72-c/showImage-horz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-892138932951384194</id><published>2010-04-08T08:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T08:30:17.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I received a so called “compliment” from a friend yesterday morning… It went like this… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“Why are you wearing a yellow shirt, holding a pink file and carrying a green bag? But you look nice with the colours, seldom people can look so colourful yet nice…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*Speechless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I kind of get what she meant after that, simple said, she just wanted to tell me that I look like a clown… Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don’t mind being a clown though, seriously, I feel happy when people around me are happy… Should I say I’m easily influenced by people around, or I should say I’m the one who influences people? Whatever it is, main point here is that I like to see people smile, I like happy environment, and I like laughter… A simple grin from anyone might just make my day, especially from a special person… I would be on cloud nine for the whole day if that happens… =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;College life seems more and more interesting for me, too bad my semester is going to end very soon… No more college after that, it would be university by then… Regretted for being socially isolated last semester… Maybe it was due to that factor, yes it must be… Now that when I reminisce back, I feel so stupid, I was so STUPID last time… I would have had more fun without that stupid X factor… Anyway, glad that I’m now enjoying my second semester very well… I love going to college, I love all my classes except for Compscience, English, Maths and Moral… Ok, that left Chemistry and Bio class only… But hey, they are my favourites! Just love the lecturers and of course my course mates as well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Although my result drops slightly this semester but, who cares, it is not something that bothers me anymore… Decided to just live my life in this last two months in college so that I won’t need to regret after that… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another new day in college… By the way, holiday is coming in 2 days time! So smile… =)&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-892138932951384194?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/892138932951384194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/892138932951384194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-4490488218712463910</id><published>2010-04-04T15:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T15:49:41.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Currently I’m completely overwhelmed by research projects and homework… Hoping for holidays to come so badly… Plans for the holidays are already been well-organized some time back, gonna have fun till the max in this coming semester break… But now, it is definitely not a perfect time for me to think about holidays… Got to study chemistry before I screw it up again on the coming topic test… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456186177042055506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/S7hEa379AVI/AAAAAAAAAUU/CAxfAEgtCpE/s400/DSC00349.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can you see that my books and files are my pillows? Yes, I literally sleep with them… Sad right, but it’s going to end soon… I hope… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-4490488218712463910?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4490488218712463910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4490488218712463910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/04/currently-im-completely-overwhelmed-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/S7hEa379AVI/AAAAAAAAAUU/CAxfAEgtCpE/s72-c/DSC00349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-3205844637505409301</id><published>2010-03-15T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T17:36:20.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I need to give up; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I must give up;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I’m giving up… &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before it’s too late… &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT I CAN’T, I HATE BEING THIS WAY…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-3205844637505409301?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/3205844637505409301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/3205844637505409301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-need-to-give-up-i-must-give-up-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-4512821885539378327</id><published>2010-03-13T11:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T11:41:21.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A common question that I think almost everyone had encountered before: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“Which animal would you like to be if you have the chance?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Common answer would be like bird, tiger, giraffe…… the list goes on… But if I were to answer this question again, without contemplating, I’ll say I wanna be a tortoise… You might laugh, but do look at my reason why tortoise… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you are thinking that tortoise is a coward, you are so wrong… I respect tortoises so much… They are just good at hiding themselves when dangers come… You can’t say these skillful animals coward! Sometimes I just wish that I have a shell like them too, and just isolate myself when I meet problems that I don’t want to solve… Maybe is because I wished to be a tortoise so much (I know it sounds wrong), so much so until I’ve created myself a shell… A shell not to hide myself, but my feelings instead… In all my life until now, half or maybe more than half of the stuffs that I did were because of somebody… Doing so much just to please other people, this feeling is never nice before… Saying fake stuffs which are not equivalent to what running through my mind, just because people like to listen and they will be happy listening to all these lies… Often I felt lost, I’ve lost myself by doing things that are not for myself… How many friends of mine can fully understand me? Sad to say the number… But I understand many people, I know what they want and I know how to please them in various ways… When comes to me, my identity? Hah, maybe I don’t have an exact identity, I change according to people around me… That is the only reason why I seem to have a lot of friends but actually I’ve nobody… Funny life, funny me… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tortoise is no coward, maybe I am one… Too scared of losing friends, too scared of losing my image, too scared of losing everything…. And at last I lost myself, can’t even make a simple decision by my own self… What a joke… I’m tired of pleasing people, I’m tired of doing things that I don’t like to do, I’m tired of fake smiling, I’m tired of being a joker, I’m tired of acting stupid, I’m tired of acting smart(sometimes), I’m tired of telling lies…… I need a break, need a break to do something I like to do… But I know I’ve got no will power to do it… Cause things that I wanted to do might hurt certain people… To be safe, to be a coward again, I still need to fake away… That’s my life, it is always like this… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of course there are times that I’m real, but don’t ask me when, cause I might fail to differentiate as well… Tortoise is still the best, can hide itself whenever and wherever it feels like… It needs not to be real or fake…&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 4"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/S5sI14JGWmI/AAAAAAAAAT8/P3V8X_ZgsRA/s1600-h/imagesCA806EBO.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/S5sI14JGWmI/AAAAAAAAAT8/P3V8X_ZgsRA/s1600-h/imagesCA806EBO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 116px; HEIGHT: 87px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447957895931386466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/S5sI14JGWmI/AAAAAAAAAT8/P3V8X_ZgsRA/s200/imagesCA806EBO.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;…(_)o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/S5sI14JGWmI/AAAAAAAAAT8/P3V8X_ZgsRA/s1600-h/imagesCA806EBO.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-4512821885539378327?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4512821885539378327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4512821885539378327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/03/common-question-that-i-think-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/S5sI14JGWmI/AAAAAAAAAT8/P3V8X_ZgsRA/s72-c/imagesCA806EBO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-2845835776795458549</id><published>2010-03-12T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T21:49:53.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>趣事</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;我对朋友说，喜欢一个人不是看他的身份的；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;他说，“是看身材的！”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;我晕。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-2845835776795458549?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/2845835776795458549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/2845835776795458549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='趣事'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-4343781737384420057</id><published>2010-03-06T18:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T18:20:13.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For me to love something that I never like before, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;there must be an ultimate reason… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now that I’ve found the reason, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have no choice but to start liking it… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For me to give up ‘something’ that I love a lot, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;there must also be an ultimate reason… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now that I’ve found the reason, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;can I not let ‘it’ go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-4343781737384420057?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4343781737384420057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4343781737384420057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/03/for-me-to-love-something-that-i-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-6530218533289723574</id><published>2010-01-21T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T18:47:10.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I'm mixed, my dad is a Japanese and Mummy is Korean..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't laugh, someone actually believed me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hope that ur fine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm sorry... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-6530218533289723574?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/6530218533289723574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/6530218533289723574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-mixed-my-dad-is-japanese-and-mummy.html' title='Cute...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-1353728864140104401</id><published>2010-01-15T08:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T08:33:45.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally, I’m back… Back to being busy, back to my stressful life… Life’s good being busy? Or the other way round? “Get busy living, or get busy dying?” Quoted from this old movie that I watched recently, ‘The Shawshank Redemption’… It was like the best movie for me, maybe it is an old show, and the quality is much more higher than movies nowadays which made just for the sake of getting profit from it… I always feel that I learnt nothing but just generated some laughter watching some point-less movies nowadays… ‘Shawshank’ was different, I learnt much watching that show… &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Was too busy these days, God is sweet enough, granted some time for me to update my blog now… Waiting for class to start, the teacher is always late cause it is the earliest class… That’s what I meant God is sweet… This semester is gonna be a crazy year for me, yet I’m taking so many extra stuffs which are not related to my studies at all… I attended ‘BEST’ class last weekend, even skipped one day of my college for that insurance class… But no doubt, it was worth it… Basically ‘BEST’ class is all about teaching us the techniques to sell insurance, to be a successful insurance agent… For me, I don’t think I’m that pity until I’ve to start working now and earn for my life… Attended that work shop just to learnt, at least now that I know how my dad’s work-life is, how difficult to sell a policy and how many policies my dad needs to sell just to sustain our expenses… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is not easy, trust me… Cause I’ve experienced it! For the first day, one hour before class ended, trainer Simon, gave us each a stack of brochure… “Go out and hit the street for your prospect…” That was his words and he expected all of us to get at least 5 prospects in an hour… Of course, enough training had been given to us throughout the class before this… That was just a simple activity to defeat our fear only… Try to imagine someone stopping u on the street and ask you to buy some products, you’ve faced this before right? I’m sure… And that day, I was one of them, irritating isn’t it… I opted to start off near the Sultan Ismail LRT station, that was the only place I could think of where there will be many people around… Then it began, first, I aimed an ‘approachable’ people, then I started:” Good afternoon Mr. / Mdm., I’m Yeong from AIA, can I do a one-minute survey with you on your financial health check?” Couldn’t remember how many times I’ve said this to how many people over there… I choose not to recall back how many people had rejected me on that day… Haha, but this made me invulnerable to rejection! In the end of the day, what I got was only 3 prospects… It was tough, seriously… But the feeling was awesome…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apart from insurance, I started teaching tuition too, although it is only an one to one personal tuition, still, I need to be prepared and get all the notes ready every week before I teach… People said I’m multitasking, doing so many things at one time but I don’t think so, I’m just enjoying my life, get busy living… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its Friday again, I just love weekends… Can’t wait for tonight, haven’t been hanging out at night for few weeks already… But for now, class is starting… How sad… &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;P/s: Hope is a good thing; no good thing ever dies…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-1353728864140104401?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/1353728864140104401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/1353728864140104401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/01/finally-im-back-back-to-being-busy-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-3336321391870260042</id><published>2010-01-11T11:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T11:06:52.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;BINGO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I knew it was fated... ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425312963690587282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/S0qVZVwZZJI/AAAAAAAAAT0/v0RlqmX8C54/s320/Mr_Happy_ready.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-3336321391870260042?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/3336321391870260042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/3336321391870260042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/01/bingo-i-knew-it-was-fated.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/S0qVZVwZZJI/AAAAAAAAAT0/v0RlqmX8C54/s72-c/Mr_Happy_ready.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-1430319194304677811</id><published>2010-01-03T15:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T15:40:17.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My 55 days of semester break had just ended… Well, it sure is sad knowing that holidays are over and 2nd sem is beginning… But what else can I do besides accepting the reality and take all these as my new challenges for the new year 2010? In addition I admit in this whole holiday of mine, I spent it fantastically good… Never a day I felt bored… I’ve been through so many things with this holiday and now it is the time for me to transform back into a library boy… 2nd sem is no doubt much more harder than the previous sem, so, guess I need to work few more times harder than last year… But no worries, this library boy will never turn into a nerd… Slap me if u find me acting like a nerd one day… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here’s a mashup remix of top 25 Billboard Hits 2009 by DJ Earworm… Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c8tV5CXhfQc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c8tV5CXhfQc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And now, time to go back to hostel… Bye bye… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-1430319194304677811?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/1430319194304677811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/1430319194304677811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-55-days-of-semester-break-had-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-5212004292327378569</id><published>2009-12-28T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T00:09:20.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those were the times...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Was browsing through my photo albums just now and I found some interesting photos… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SzeFuwgYMvI/AAAAAAAAATk/xXagwep4Kpc/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419947714904863474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SzeFuwgYMvI/AAAAAAAAATk/xXagwep4Kpc/s400/page.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was almost two years back then, when we first met each other… 30&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; March 2008, not exactly two years, it is a year and another nine months… Hard to believe, time really flies very fast…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-5212004292327378569?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/5212004292327378569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/5212004292327378569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/12/those-were-times.html' title='Those were the times...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SzeFuwgYMvI/AAAAAAAAATk/xXagwep4Kpc/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-2133340567779990069</id><published>2009-12-27T00:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T00:04:31.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Date: 24&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Dec 09 ----- Venue: Ian’s grandparents’ house, JB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I met some new friends there, Coffee, Coco, Chloe, Cappu, Chino and another five unnamed puppies… Coffee doesn’t like me at first, but not after I fed him some chicken’s skin and bones… He’s my friend now… Coco and Chloe are great mothers, they are the mothers of seven puppies… Cappu and Chino always ‘fight’ against each other, that’s how they interact I guess… And the five small little puppies, they are seriously cute… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Date: 25&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Dec 09 ----- Venue: Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blessed Christmas! Went to Singapore early in the morning with Ian… Got up at 6am and headed to custom to enter Singapore… Met up with Vivian, and we celebrated our best Christmas there in Singapore… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Here are some places we had visited... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Harbour Front Centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SzY31ZSYZ6I/AAAAAAAAATU/v5PaFmwvDmw/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419580592047548322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SzY31ZSYZ6I/AAAAAAAAATU/v5PaFmwvDmw/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Too bad most of the nice pictures are with Vivian now, I only have some semi-nice ones here… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Merlion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SzY2xytmkCI/AAAAAAAAATM/6WwMdWPyTYs/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419579430641504290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SzY2xytmkCI/AAAAAAAAATM/6WwMdWPyTYs/s400/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was drizzling there when we visited, but still, we had loads of fun there not bothered by the rain at all… Must not forget to thank the China aunty too for helping us to get some group photos… ^^ &lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-: minor-latin; mso-ascii-: minor-latinfont-family:Calibri;" lang="ZH-CN" &gt;谢谢啦！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Orchard Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SzY2xc8ig4I/AAAAAAAAATE/LrUr76KyRR4/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419579424798573442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SzY2xc8ig4I/AAAAAAAAATE/LrUr76KyRR4/s400/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;According to the paper, this year’s decoration in orchard road is the best one ever in the past 10 years… It was seriously nice, but we didn’t complete the whole Orchard Road due to the extreme tiredness and also the flow of people there… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Owh ya, Ian’s brother (Sean), joined us around 6pm in Orchard Road, but he kept complaining that he can hardly walk anymore… Haha… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of course we did visited some other places like Bugis Street and City Hall, but again, as I said, most of the photos are with Vivian, they are all in her sony touch screen digital camera… Awesome camera! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SzY2xOQG_bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/F3kl08c7sBA/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419579420854123954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SzY2xOQG_bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/F3kl08c7sBA/s400/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For me I think the most important part of this Christmas celebration in Singapore is not about what places we visited… Cause I visit Singapore almost every year, those places are not stranger to me at all… What matters are the memories we created there… Ian, Vivian, and Sean… Thanks to every one of you I got to enjoy myself to the max there in Singapore… Can never forget this momentous Christmas I had, especially the coconut hairstyle designed by Vivian on me… And the cashier who never dare to look at me even for a second… And of course Vivian’s super &lt;s&gt;scary&lt;/s&gt; ‘cute’ laughter……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The next time when we get to meet together again, I guess it would be another one year’s time? Make it shorter maybe, 6 months? Haha, we all have our own busy life to manage with… So, all the best there in Singapore, Ian… Same to you Vivian, take care… ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-2133340567779990069?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/2133340567779990069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/2133340567779990069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/12/date-24-th-dec-09-venue-ians.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SzY31ZSYZ6I/AAAAAAAAATU/v5PaFmwvDmw/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-4821043488586725865</id><published>2009-12-23T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T18:25:21.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SzHv-ohmqWI/AAAAAAAAAS0/d1wshkZi7P0/s1600-h/DSC00249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418375686012709218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SzHv-ohmqWI/AAAAAAAAAS0/d1wshkZi7P0/s400/DSC00249.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;New sports car steering wheel for the car…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Thanks dad, I like it a lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-4821043488586725865?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4821043488586725865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4821043488586725865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-sports-car-steering-wheel-for-car.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SzHv-ohmqWI/AAAAAAAAAS0/d1wshkZi7P0/s72-c/DSC00249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-4479684470040731119</id><published>2009-12-19T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T23:10:35.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To say that my dad forced me to learn insurance, NO, I wouldn’t say that! It was all my will to get to know more about this field… Went for some AIA functions with my dad before this, and found out that insurance is indeed a profitable business… But still, insurance was a stranger to me by that time, all I know about insurance was that it pays money to us when we died… So, to please my interest towards insurance, I took the challenge… I went for classes, asked dad to arrange exam for me, and studied quite hard for the exam… &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This is what I get in return… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SyzswTagwtI/AAAAAAAAASs/F6lwvcQN_kU/s1600-h/DSC00246a.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416964766409212626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SyzswTagwtI/AAAAAAAAASs/F6lwvcQN_kU/s400/DSC00246a.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haha, a C which means ‘ngam ngam’ passed! Well, it is definitely better than fail right, after all, this exam cost me 80 bucks (dad paid for it anyway), can’t simply fail it… My holiday officially starts now, no more studies, no nothing, just enjoy for the last 2 weeks… You might laugh at me as I wasted half of my holiday studying insurance which has nothing to do with my future career, but I never regretted taking insurance exam cause I’m now authoritatively an AIA insurance agent! Anyone needs insurance? I’m selling it online here, haha… Mari-mari, be my first customer! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not gonna stop here, I’m attending insurance classes for further knowledge about it! Haha, anyone is interested to insurance? Do not hesitate to approach me cause now I can really vouch for a number of its good! Insurance rocks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-4479684470040731119?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4479684470040731119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4479684470040731119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-say-that-my-dad-forced-me-to-learn.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SyzswTagwtI/AAAAAAAAASs/F6lwvcQN_kU/s72-c/DSC00246a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-3106601715016784536</id><published>2009-12-18T15:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T15:34:25.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam Lambert - Whataya Want from Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apart of his sexual orientation, I actually love his song very much… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wdepvOa-QzA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/wdepvOa-QzA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13.5pt; MARGIN: 3pt 0in; BACKGROUND: white" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; COLOR: #535353; FONT-SIZE: 9pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hey, slow it down&lt;br /&gt;What do you want from me&lt;br /&gt;What do you want from me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I’m afraid&lt;br /&gt;What do you want from me&lt;br /&gt;What do you from me&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13.5pt; MARGIN: 3pt 0in; BACKGROUND: white" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; COLOR: #535353; FONT-SIZE: 9pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There might have been a time&lt;br /&gt;I would give myself away&lt;br /&gt;(Ooh) Once upon a time&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t give a damn&lt;br /&gt;But now here we are&lt;br /&gt;So what do you want from me&lt;br /&gt;What do you want from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don’t give up&lt;br /&gt;I’m workin’ it out&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t give in&lt;br /&gt;I won’t let you down&lt;br /&gt;It messed me up, need a second to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Just keep coming around&lt;br /&gt;Hey, what do you want from me&lt;br /&gt;What do you want from me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13.5pt; MARGIN: 3pt 0in; BACKGROUND: white" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; COLOR: #535353; FONT-SIZE: 9pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yeah, it’s plain to see&lt;br /&gt;that baby you’re beautiful&lt;br /&gt;And it’s nothing wrong with you&lt;br /&gt;It’s me – I’m a freak&lt;br /&gt;but thanks for lovin’ me&lt;br /&gt;Cause you’re doing it perfectly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13.5pt; MARGIN: 3pt 0in; BACKGROUND: white" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; COLOR: #535353; FONT-SIZE: 9pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There might have been a time&lt;br /&gt;When I would let you step away&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13.5pt; MARGIN: 3pt 0in; BACKGROUND: white" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; COLOR: #535353; FONT-SIZE: 9pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I wouldn’t even try but I think&lt;br /&gt;you could save my life&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13.5pt; MARGIN: 3pt 0in; BACKGROUND: white" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; COLOR: #535353; FONT-SIZE: 9pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just don’t give up&lt;br /&gt;I’m workin’ it out&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t give in&lt;br /&gt;I won’t let you down&lt;br /&gt;It messed me up, need a second to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Just keep coming around&lt;br /&gt;Hey, what do you want from me&lt;br /&gt;What do you want from me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13.5pt; MARGIN: 3pt 0in; BACKGROUND: white" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; COLOR: #535353; FONT-SIZE: 9pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just don’t give up on me&lt;br /&gt;I won’t let you down&lt;br /&gt;No, I won’t let you down&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13.5pt; MARGIN: 3pt 0in; BACKGROUND: white" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; COLOR: #535353; FONT-SIZE: 9pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;Just don’t give up&lt;br /&gt;I’m workin’ it out&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t give in&lt;br /&gt;I won’t let you down&lt;br /&gt;It messed me up, need a second to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Just keep coming around&lt;br /&gt;Hey, what do you want from me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13.5pt; MARGIN: 3pt 0in; BACKGROUND: white" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; COLOR: #535353; FONT-SIZE: 9pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Just don’t give up&lt;br /&gt;I’m workin’ it out&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t give in&lt;br /&gt;I won’t let you down&lt;br /&gt;It messed me up, need a second to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Just keep coming around&lt;br /&gt;Hey, whataya want from me&lt;br /&gt;(whataya want from me)&lt;br /&gt;Whataya want from me&lt;br /&gt;whataya want from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-3106601715016784536?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/3106601715016784536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/3106601715016784536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/12/adam-lambert-whataya-want-from-me.html' title='Adam Lambert - Whataya Want from Me'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-3958367317052426628</id><published>2009-12-16T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T12:01:26.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dooms day? End of the world?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can’t even sleep any longer even if I’m dead tired… Thanks to the noise of the construction area behind and beside my house… The two areas, (beside and behind my house) were used to be unused land… Neighbors and including my mum used to plant some vegetables over there… But now, what is happening to the tiny two pieces of lands? Government wanted to build houses, build resident area, increase the population of this area and now it is under development… So what if my area here turns out to be more residents? So what if my area here becomes merrier with more people around? Even if everyone is happy about it, the happiness will not last long… Cause all these seem improving the quality of our country apparently, but in fact they are contributing to global warming and leading us to the end of the world, the dooms day… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Talking about dooms day, do you believe it to be true, do you think it is coming very soon? Or you choose to believe that dooms day is just a joke, “2012” is a sheer lunacy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;None is wrong here, you may say that it is a joke, we are all influenced by the American’s reports and media talking about dooms day and the end of the world, climate changes and global warming, ect… You can even say that global warming is not due to mankind, it is because the sun is aging and as time goes by, the sun becomes larger and hotter… Just that we treat it as global warming blindly… But I believe most people do concern about the world, fearful of dooms day is coming for real and worrying about the future generations… No doubt the end of the world is tremendously terrifying, but what can we do about it? Cut down burning of fuels? Reduce the use of earth resources? Or put in more money and efforts to discover “global freezing” in order to encounter global warming? Contradiction is present here, even if we are so scared of dooms day, we can’t slow down or stop our steps and go back to the Stone Age whereby everyone stays in the jungle… It is impossible, because every country is trying to improve, the third world country trying to improve and become second world country, the second world country in return wanted to be the first world country… The first world country for example America is too dependent on combusting coal and other fossil fuels for the use of the country and as the result, it is impossible to wipe out global warming in the world, we can at most slow down the increase of world’s temperature only… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I watched a series of videos about global warming last night, it is called “Six degrees could change the world”… A series of 6 videos talking about how devastating is the increase of the temperature due to the earth… Every increase of one degree to the earth will bring disaster to the world, of course the higher the increase of temperature, the more severe the result… When the world has increased six degree Celsius, the world will be like Venus, not livable by any human… According to the video, if we continue to live in the way we are now, our next generation might experience this terrible disaster… Don’t think that it still has a long time to come, it is coming soon… Don’t think that all these are not for real either, it is based on the previous 35 years of statistic… Think about it and be prepared for the worst… Not much time left for the earth…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-3958367317052426628?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/3958367317052426628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/3958367317052426628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/12/dooms-day-end-of-world.html' title='Dooms day? End of the world?'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-1192421348156229211</id><published>2009-12-14T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T12:13:09.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Skin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Had the thought of changing the plain old layout of my blog since long time ago… But just couldn’t find any which suits me and can seize my attention… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saw this layout about coffee when I browsed through the web this morning… Suits me a lot as I am a coffee lover… Not an old coffee lover, I just started to fall for coffee early of this year due to extreme tiredness in work and college life…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, just to notify you that you are not in the wrong blog, this is still Yeong Bin’s blog… Attitude still matters a lot to him… ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-1192421348156229211?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/1192421348156229211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/1192421348156229211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-skin.html' title='New Skin!'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-6083764216658708942</id><published>2009-12-02T23:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T11:53:41.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marketing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold" lang="EN"&gt;According to Wikipedia, Marketing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt; is the process associated with promoting for sale goods or services… To make it less intricate, I would prefer this definition – Marketing &lt;/span&gt;is the act of trying to convince people to buy stuff they don't need… It is very true of this saying, because promotion only applies to those stuffs that people don’t need… Here’s a simple example from my aunt… There was this flower shop trying to steal customers from my aunt’s flower shop… This shop was brilliant, they used the strategy of competing price of products with my aunt’s shop, of course, much survey had been done before they do that… For example, product A which sold RM3.20 in my aunt’s flower shop, they sell it RM2.90… Although it was just 30 cents difference (a very petty disparity), but, in the eyes of the consumer, it is a big difference! Merely because of the initial figure, 3 is obviously larger than 2… Aunt started to notice when customers kept commenting about how cheap the other shop was selling the same product… What will you do if you were my aunt? Make the price cheaper and compete with the shop until they surrender? It is a good strategy, but a bad one as well… By reducing the price over and over again, this will not only lessen your profit but at the same time spoiling the market price… As a remedy, what my aunt did was, she increased the price of the product 2 times the original price, selling it at a price of RM7.50… It sounds crazy, definitely… But what more crazier was the product became one of the most fast selling products in the month! This is what we call reverse psychology… When the customer notice a small difference of price, they will go for the cheaper ones, but when the difference is large, they will set their mindset saying that this product is 100% different from the other one, maybe in quality it is better or it is made from a first world country… In any way, they will convince their mind that the way more expensive one is better… In fact both are just the same… This is marketing, the power of marketing… &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Someone told me this before: “doing business is not about earning money but earning people’s heart!”… Exactly! Service is always the first because everyone loves being respected! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haha, not sure since when I’ve got attracted to business and marketing… I even borrowed 2 books about marketing from my aunt when I visited her last week… Not to say that my dream of becoming a doctor is so fragile that it can turn into an evanescence bubble in any time… But I just wanted to learn more, a doctor with knowledge about other fields is definitely a better doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tor compared to those ordinary ones… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SxaJGjz5J_I/AAAAAAAAAQA/N0UBhr2vuP8/s1600-h/monkey-thinking.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 152px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 113px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410662748117346290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SxaJGjz5J_I/AAAAAAAAAQA/N0UBhr2vuP8/s200/monkey-thinking.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmmm&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Calibri', 'sans-serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-: minor-latinfont-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;…&lt;/span&gt; Business and marketing is fun, very interesting!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-6083764216658708942?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/6083764216658708942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/6083764216658708942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/12/marketing.html' title='Marketing?'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SxaJGjz5J_I/AAAAAAAAAQA/N0UBhr2vuP8/s72-c/monkey-thinking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-585468894624494561</id><published>2009-11-30T10:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T11:00:44.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vroom… vrroom… vrrrooom…… I could still dimly hear the engine sound of the grass cutter… Can’t blame me, I was cutting grass for the past 3 days while everyone was enjoying their 3 days of holiday plus weekends… My back still needs ‘Salonpas’ to relieve pain from muscle ache, arms could hardly raise up, hands tremble when I carry things, skin was burnt by the hot sun…… Just merely 3 days working in the Teak estate owned by my dad and my uncle, I’m already half dead, overwhelmed by the extreme tiredness… What to do, I was a library boy before this, couldn’t stand this high endurance job… I went down to Johor with dad for a week, actually dad wanted to clean up his Teak estate in Kota Tinggi which he has pay no attention to it for the past few years… As a result, the estate was covered with super weeds and plenty of wild plants… Our mission was to destroy all the wild plants and save the Teak plants… It sounds easy but after 3 days of hard work, we only managed to clean up roughly 1/6 of the whole estate… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409725143828103586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SxM0WzpfgaI/AAAAAAAAAP4/uRJZ1A4DtHc/s400/costume.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Look at my costume, from top, NS cap, NS baju kelas, NS seluar kelas, and the best one is NS kasut kelas… Whole set of NS costume… Hmmm, it made me recalled back those times back in NS… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SxMuL4GnjJI/AAAAAAAAAPw/NcdAlt1Jcmk/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409718358975679634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SxMuL4GnjJI/AAAAAAAAAPw/NcdAlt1Jcmk/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; The newly bought grass cutter… Cost around 300 bucks, made in China… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SxMuLqVjNoI/AAAAAAAAAPo/teZ65HDeLpU/s1600/cutter.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 382px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409718355280213634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SxMuLqVjNoI/AAAAAAAAAPo/teZ65HDeLpU/s400/cutter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Grass cutter in the house yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SxMuLfBKWaI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Xx2RuR-MGv0/s1600/bandage.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409718352241908130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SxMuLfBKWaI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Xx2RuR-MGv0/s400/bandage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Look at the parang knife, imagine I was holding it for the past 3 days… I’m qualified enough to enter ‘&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-: minor-latin" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;黑社会&lt;/span&gt;’I suppose…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SxMuK697usI/AAAAAAAAAPY/04AqSo1sHbw/s1600/dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409718342564690626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SxMuK697usI/AAAAAAAAAPY/04AqSo1sHbw/s400/dad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here’s my super daddy according to sis, no doubt, he is superb… His energy and staying power is way beyond mine…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SxMuKkBFttI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ZkhDTLBDF-c/s1600/B+N+A.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409718336403912402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SxMuKkBFttI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ZkhDTLBDF-c/s400/B+N+A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before and after… *Sense of satisfaction*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My holiday was exhilarating so far, Langkawi trip is coming up next… After all this holiday is much more exciting than what I expected!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-585468894624494561?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/585468894624494561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/585468894624494561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/11/vroom-vrroom-vrrrooom-i-could-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SxM0WzpfgaI/AAAAAAAAAP4/uRJZ1A4DtHc/s72-c/costume.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-580356880032913457</id><published>2009-11-20T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T12:53:11.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KcrME84hTRg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/KcrME84hTRg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cherish that which is within you, and shut off that which is without; for no one can anticipate what happens next…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-580356880032913457?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/580356880032913457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/580356880032913457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/11/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-5475971091571794496</id><published>2009-11-15T00:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T01:03:26.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUFY 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sv7esu_aaZI/AAAAAAAAAPA/sFq6QTWQe00/s1600-h/logo.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 74px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404001463000787346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sv7esu_aaZI/AAAAAAAAAPA/sFq6QTWQe00/s320/logo.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time wait for no man, before I could blink, it was already the end… Of course it is not the end of my whole pre-U life, it’s just the end of my first semester… Next semester, I’ll be having new lecturers, new course mates, new friends, new environment…… No more agonize faces… By just thinking about it, it makes me feel tired, have to make new friends all over again… Although I got to socialize with more people, but still, I prefer fixed classes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Over the past 4 months, in the whole semester, I spent whole portion of time hiding in my second home – Library, I even got the address of “The-guy-who-enters-library-once-it-opens-and-leaves-when-it-about-to-close”… Thanks for that but no doubt, I feel most comfortable being in the library, you can group me in bookworms’ category, I am one… Learnt a lot too besides being in the library… Learnt to be a good listener, a real good professional listener… Sometimes it is better to be modest than to show everything you have to others… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, first let me introduce my house mates… The B-17-01-ians…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403998914395825842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sv7cYYso5rI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/gEhE2C-a5Mw/s400/B1701.JPG" /&gt;From the left, Jun Wei, Alvin, Yong Hoi, Me and Chiew…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Although I treat my hostel as a sheer sleeping place, left it before the sun rises and reached home only when night falls… Still, four of my house mates are my closest friends in MUFY… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jun Wei, he is the pro, salute him times infinity… Talk about studies, he is the top, talk about Dota, first place still belongs to him… At times I just envy him… Mind me, haha… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alvin, my roommate, slept with me for the past few months… I meant slept in a same room but different beds don’t get me wrong… He’s taking medicine too for next year in Monash… Nice guy, very easy to get along… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yong Hoi, the transformer… Noisy la, teasing him was a norm in the house, he was always the victim… But one thing that is for sure, he is superb in basketball… He has the centre’s height assorted with the shooter’s accuracy… 3 pointers, I can say, 80% accuracy… Wei Jen, did you hear that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chiew, yes, he is my moving pictures resource manager… He has approximately 40GB of movies and dramas in his laptop… Thanks to him, my holidays wouldn’t be so bored… Another fact of him, once he starts laughing, don’t hope that he’ll stop in a short while… So, best is don’t get him start laughing… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Next, MUFY classes… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIOLOGY A2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404003145692058722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sv7gOrgRlGI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Ceam9WOePy4/s400/Bio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don’t ‘wow’, but you may ‘wahh’… I wasn’t lying, you can count the heads if you have time… 21 girls and 4 guys… Even the teacher is a female lecturer… Someone please tell me is this my good fortune or the opposite… Anyway, it has ended sweetly… I’m definitely joining Ms Rajes’s class again for Bio part B… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENGLISG A16&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403999981195205682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sv7dWe1bnDI/AAAAAAAAAOo/8kiycrIS774/s400/Eng.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I allow you all to ‘wow’ for this one, of the whole class, I am the only odd one… English class had always been the most interesting class… It is a small class with only 12 students… Maybe owing to this factor we got to know each other better… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMPUTER SCIENCE A9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403999970752463042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sv7dV37sAMI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rYabJkAxxDQ/s400/Comp+science.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I’m not sure why I took this subject, but it was quite a good experience learning computer stuffs… It was not as easy as I thought, but at least I got to make a number of friends in this class… Not to mention that this is the only class where I got to relax and check mails during class time… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MATHEMATICS A9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 513px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403999988382967954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sv7dW5nIKJI/AAAAAAAAAOw/cRLuiwsdCJo/s400/Maths.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Best class ever, best lecturer… I love you Miss Tan… Okay, I can’t help myself… To all who are taking Maths A next semester, join Miss Tan’s class, you will never regret… Too bad she’s not teaching Maths B, if not I’ll be the first one to sign up her class… The only teacher who was willing to spend time talking to her students one by one even when she was having bad migraine… Salute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHEMISTRY A7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Too bad no photo for this class, but I got to admit that as time goes by, I’ve learnt the most in this class… Lecturer Miss Nancy, although she is new, and works as a part time lecturer… But she has all good qualities that a great teacher should have… With her, I’ve gained not only the knowledge about Chemistry, but life perceptions as well…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That’s all for my first semester in MUFY, hopefully next semester will be a better one or at least equally good as this one…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-5475971091571794496?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/5475971091571794496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/5475971091571794496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/11/mufy-2009.html' title='MUFY 2009'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sv7esu_aaZI/AAAAAAAAAPA/sFq6QTWQe00/s72-c/logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-5738254532117743118</id><published>2009-11-09T16:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T01:20:52.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally, I’ve got some space to breathe… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did I just say breathe? Few hours before I need to know that breathing is an involuntary response whereby the chemoreceptors in the aortid and carotid body send nerve impulses to the cardiac respiratory centre in the medulla of the brain causing external intercostal muscle and diaphragm to contract therefore increasing the volume of thoracic cavity and draw in air to the lungs through inhalation, then when the stretch receptors in the wall of bronchioles detect the expansion of lungs, they will send nerve impulses to inhibit chemoreceptors from sending nerve impulses to the brain for 3 seconds and exhalation occurs passively… bla bla bla… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But now, all I know is every single breath of mine is the breath of joy, no more library-ing, at least for these two months… Got to play hard, and live like I’m dying for this precious sem break… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I seriously need a break, so sick and tired… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guess what? I have an awesome plan for tonight… =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-5738254532117743118?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/5738254532117743118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/5738254532117743118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/11/finally-ive-got-some-space-to-breathe.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-3875013387834848785</id><published>2009-10-31T01:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T01:59:06.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SusozllAxqI/AAAAAAAAAN4/mlbk2OvGIJo/s1600-h/DSC00238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398453445059462818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SusozllAxqI/AAAAAAAAAN4/mlbk2OvGIJo/s400/DSC00238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finals are here… Notice the about 30cm tall files and books there? I have to digest them literally in less than a week time… But for now, take a chill pill first, I'm leaving everything to tomorrow…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-3875013387834848785?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/3875013387834848785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/3875013387834848785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/10/finals-are-here-notice-about-30cm-tall.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SusozllAxqI/AAAAAAAAAN4/mlbk2OvGIJo/s72-c/DSC00238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-1979936235679691822</id><published>2009-10-25T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T17:09:18.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;这个心理测验能测试到你是一个什么人...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;问 :     如果你身上有RM 8.50,&lt;br /&gt;            你去了一个商店买了一件RM 6.30的衣服,&lt;br /&gt;            再去厕所用了RM 0.20,&lt;br /&gt;            请问现在你身上还有多少钱?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(A) RM 2.50                                        (B) RM 2.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;揭晓 :      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(A) 你选了A, 对不起! 你答错了, 所以你是一个数学很差的人...                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(B) 你选了B, 太好了! 你答对了, 所以你是一个数学很好的人...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;超准的......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-1979936235679691822?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/1979936235679691822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/1979936235679691822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-2834039818829602671</id><published>2009-10-23T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T22:02:43.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress no more...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ahhh, feel so relieve… Finally the most hectic week in the whole semester has just passed… Yes, I had my trials and topic tests all in this week… Here’s a summary of my exam timetable…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Monday – Bio topical test 4&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday – Computer Science programming practical test&lt;br /&gt;Thursday – English trial exam &amp;amp; Maths trial exam&lt;br /&gt;Friday – Chemistry trial exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Basically I had exam almost every day in this week except on Tuesday… But it is all not important anymore, I’m done with this crazy week… Although it was suppose to be a super hectic week for me, I should confine myself in the library and study for as long as I could, but this was not the case… Many unexpected stuffs which are not suppose to happen to me, happened to me in this week…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, after having my bio test, of course I still need to go for classes until 4pm, college life is never easy… Then, after my class ended, friend was asking me to go for basketball since he brought ball with him that day… Thinking that basketball might help me to release some stress, I went to play with them… I ended the basketball session with 4 blisters on my feet… It hurt a lot seriously… Can’t even walk properly after that… Haih, this is the effect of playing basketball with bare foot…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Tuesday, hmmm, I studied in the library until 8pm, then took bus and went back to hostel… While I was buying my dinner near the hostel, my housemate called me saying that Chiew (another housemate) is trapped inside the bathroom… This is pathetic, the bathroom is as small as a regular cupboard, you can imagine how ‘nice’ being trapped in there… I couldn’t do anything cause I’ve already left college, if not I could get the key from the hostel management in the college… He was trapped in there for about 20 minutes, when I reached home, I went for the rescue of my poor housemate… Surprisingly, I got to open the door after trying for a few minutes, I didn’t know that I’m good in this… Maybe it was by sheer luck… Haha… Then disaster came, my old “friend” came visit me… I don’t wish to talk about him here, my head started to feel pain even when I think about him… Er, not exactly ‘him’, half a ‘him’…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, I did the stupidest thing in my life! I slept in the bus not knowing that the bus had already reached my hostel for quite a while… The bus driver was kind enough to wait for me to realize… He didn’t even wake me up… It was so embarrassing… Haih, what to do? When stress overrules…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, thank God nothing stupid happened to me, just trials and study… I met this Korean girl in the computer lab and this was what happened…&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Which country are you from? Korea or Vietnam?&lt;br /&gt;Korean: I’m from China…&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, it was funny, okay, maybe for me only… She looked so innocent when she said she that…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday… Yes, bye bye to all the trials… No more exams until finals come… Anyway, it’s just a week from finals from now… Went to Sunway Pyramid with friends after Chemistry trial… Had lunch there and here I am now, home sweet home…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice my this whole week was so unusual? It was indeed a cool week compared to those boring days… Not gonna study anything for today, I need a break seriously… Haha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s to somebody on earth:-&lt;br /&gt;The way you talk just pissed me off, study me first before you ever make any inane remarks… Don’t wish that anyone will respect you with your this sickening attitude…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, much better now… Since next week I’ve got no major exams, I think I should give all my luck to you… ^^ Do your best in your finals, I’m sure you can… And don’t forget to return me back those luck after your exams, it’s my turn after you… ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395794970705802978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SuG28A3CNuI/AAAAAAAAANw/5FJpHZkM1Yk/s400/7329_125215368466_547218466_2406798_3740258_n.jpg" /&gt;Miss you guys so much… Haih, just being random… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-2834039818829602671?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/2834039818829602671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/2834039818829602671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/10/stress-no-more.html' title='Stress no more...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SuG28A3CNuI/AAAAAAAAANw/5FJpHZkM1Yk/s72-c/7329_125215368466_547218466_2406798_3740258_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-8145099554963995558</id><published>2009-10-13T11:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T12:05:31.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The more you expect, the greater the disappointment that you might get… I completely understand this phrase… Shouldn’t expect anything next time, I can’t help myself for being careless… Maybe I’m born to be like this… I hate my carelessness…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, just in case that you don’t know about it… Today is Face Your Fears Day! For every person, we will surely have a little nagging voice in the back of our thoughts that discourage us, quiet us, and keep us from doing something radical in our lives… Today is the day for us to challenge and shout back to the nagging voice, “Please, at least not today…” I hereby wishing everyone to have a nice day and hopefully I can get rid of whatever that is pulling me from scoring in my coming computer science test later… I’ve worked very hard for it and please, my carelessness, not today alright? So, Good luck to me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Face Your Fears Day… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-8145099554963995558?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/8145099554963995558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/8145099554963995558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-you-expect-greater-disappointment.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-8459847547660483374</id><published>2009-10-10T13:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T14:15:21.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How to succeed? There are many successful people all around us, however, there are more people who struggle so hard just to achieve their dreams and be successful…  For me I think, the first step to be successful is to know yourself fully… It is pointless to work hard on a particular goal if you don’t even know what you really want… Even if you succeed in your goal, you’ll still be unhappy as you realized that the outcome of your goal is not the one you desire for… So, I’m kind of stuck in the middle, don’t know whether I’m doing the right thing all this while or not, as a remedy, I did some personality test online…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amid the personality quiz that I’ve done, I found this particular test very interesting… The result I got is amazing too, totally reflexes my own self…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here’s the result of mine…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your views on education:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it true about me? I find it very accurate… Anyway, if you feel like knowing yourself better, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; for the personality test… ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-8459847547660483374?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/8459847547660483374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/8459847547660483374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/10/personality.html' title='Personality...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-9210623333322081793</id><published>2009-10-05T16:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T16:28:14.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I’m sick and tired, just want to give up of everything… Got back my computer science 2nd topic test result just a few minutes ago… I got only 64 marks… Just because of me misinterpreted one question, and that question caused me to lose 20 marks… I didn’t sit for my 1st topical test, which means my 1st topical test will be prorated according to my second topic test’s result… Just because of my stupidity, I’ve got myself two 64 marks… I’m dead… Feel like crying out loud so much now, I’ve lost my entire mood for today… I know life is not just all about studies, but I just can’t help myself… Maybe I’m not born to be like a geek, no matter how hard I study also, many unexpected things would happened… Thought of getting at least 90 marks for this test, but, didn’t know that one super careless mistake can kill me… Wednesday is coming, should be thankful also cause I got my result today and not on Wednesday… If not, I think I’ll fail all my tests on Wednesday… At least now still I got some time to recover back my mood…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every effort allocates adequate sweet food?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, maybe it is true about this saying…&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting patiently for my sweet food to ripen then…&lt;br /&gt;But for this moment, I just feel like crying, my heart is extremely pain…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-9210623333322081793?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/9210623333322081793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/9210623333322081793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-sick-and-tired-just-want-to-give-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-3542015268503846180</id><published>2009-10-02T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T21:16:10.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Consequences...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can always anticipate the prospective consequences that I will be facing in everything I do…&lt;br /&gt;But something miserable just happened, I failed to expect the consequence of studying too much… Not studying enough of course will lead to a set of terrible results… However, studying too much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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;This is what I get in return…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SsX7I8H8UYI/AAAAAAAAANg/BdqRRr6EO4s/s1600-h/DSC00224.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387988660215632258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SsX7I8H8UYI/AAAAAAAAANg/BdqRRr6EO4s/s400/DSC00224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, I’ve got white hair… My first piece of white hair, never in my life a white hair exists on my head before…&lt;br /&gt;Dad jus helped me to pluck it out… I’m becoming old…&lt;br /&gt;People said if you were to pluck out a white hair, then another 3 more will grow in return…&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, soon I’ll be like an old man… Call me uncle yb then…&lt;br /&gt;Guess I should spend some time to relax my mind in this weekend… No, impossible, English assessment and Chemistry topic test are on next week… I got no time to even think about relaxing…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stress,&lt;/span&gt; stress……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-3542015268503846180?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/3542015268503846180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/3542015268503846180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-can-always-anticipate-prospective.html' title='Consequences...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SsX7I8H8UYI/AAAAAAAAANg/BdqRRr6EO4s/s72-c/DSC00224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-6453106298799127392</id><published>2009-09-29T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T09:38:02.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;People never stop complaining about their life… Never stop blaming when something goes wrong, and when there is none to blame, they will start blaming the God for being unfair… Some people claim that the world is never fair, but that is just not true… People who feel unfair are those who look at things partially… They confined themselves into a small cell and their vision is never far… They look at things as what they are, and not look at things as what they could become… Every cloud has a silver lining, God is fair and everyone is equally good at different things… Just try to look things at their whole, and never blame others for your own lost… Never feel hopeless because difficult times always lead to better day… Then, you will realize that everything is in equilibrium, and God is fair, in a way… Life is short, it cannot be gainsaid, so, be happy and enjoy life… If life gives you a lemon, so what? Make lemonade then! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-6453106298799127392?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/6453106298799127392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/6453106298799127392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/09/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-5374376051475603615</id><published>2009-09-27T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T01:33:18.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Equals to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today = Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Sunday = 27 September 2009&lt;br /&gt;27 September 2009 = Last day of holidays&lt;br /&gt;Last day of holidays = No more dating &amp;amp; outing&lt;br /&gt;No more dating &amp;amp; outing = Bye bye holidays&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye holidays = Hello college&lt;br /&gt;Hello college = Hi exams&lt;br /&gt;Hi exams =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TIME TO STUDY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-5374376051475603615?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/5374376051475603615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/5374376051475603615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/09/equals-to.html' title='Equals to...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-4698228975231659025</id><published>2009-09-23T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T23:58:03.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What else is more important when you are out chilling with your buddies? Nothing…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jen – Wahh, your noodles so much wan, how much is it?&lt;br /&gt;John – 5 bucks la…&lt;br /&gt;Jen – Mine 4.30, but so little…&lt;br /&gt;-Few minutes later-&lt;br /&gt;Jen – Full onot you eat until?&lt;br /&gt;John – NO…&lt;br /&gt;Jen – What? You think your father print money wan ar? Very rich la now, eat so much still not full…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*Speechless* We were busy laughing…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Had a great time even just for a short 2 hours talk with them…&lt;br /&gt;Wish that Friday is here… ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-4698228975231659025?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4698228975231659025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4698228975231659025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-else-is-more-important-when-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-1394272008815569055</id><published>2009-09-22T18:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T19:46:03.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balance Diet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is a balance diet? A form 5 student going to sit for SPM examination must be able to give the definition… No, I should know the definition also since I’m having my bio topical test 3 on next Wednesday… So, a balance diet is one that provides an adequate intake of the nutrients and energy needed to sustain the body and ensure health and growth… Staying at the hostel away from house is good, in the sense that I can eat what I like to eat everyday and not eat according to what mum cooks… That is so wrong, after I got into the real situation then only I realized that is it not as easy as I thought… I won’t have the chance to eat what I want to eat for my meal as the varieties of food at my hostel there are so little and nice foods are always costly… Worse still, I can’t cook myself…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, we still have to live with food, no matter what, a balance diet is still needed… Without having any choices, I got to build my own balance diet with whatever I can get there… Let me present my everyday meal to all of you… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384254261047208658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sri2uTIaKtI/AAAAAAAAANY/Qcfm4MkU2nE/s400/first.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Look properly, it is actually a very “balanced” diet… It comprises all the essential nutrients…&lt;br /&gt;Carbohydrates – Rice…&lt;br /&gt;Proteins – A piece of curry chicken…&lt;br /&gt;Fats – Note the curry, it’s very oily actually…&lt;br /&gt;Veggie – Long beans and… can see some green pieces of veggie on the biscuit?&lt;br /&gt;Vitamins – Halls Vita-C candy (very rich in vitamin C)…&lt;br /&gt;Minerals – Jacobs High &lt;strong&gt;IRON&lt;/strong&gt; Cream Cracker…&lt;br /&gt;You can never find a more balance diet than my daily meal… And the cost of this whole diet is cheap too, merely cost you not more than 7 bucks…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, those foods are just sickening… I wished I won’t need to take them every day but again I got no choice… That’s why I said holidays are cute, now I’m having a real balance diet everyday… Must appreciate every meal now before returning back to my hostel in another few more days… I had a great Japanese cuisine yesterday, and now, I’m going for my mummy’s normal Asian food… ^^ Bye…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:&lt;br /&gt;1. Above picture is my first project using PhotoScape, not bad isn’t it…&lt;br /&gt;2. Ouch, my whole body aches, this means I never wasted the free trial to gym yesterday… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-1394272008815569055?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/1394272008815569055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/1394272008815569055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/09/balance-diet.html' title='Balance Diet'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sri2uTIaKtI/AAAAAAAAANY/Qcfm4MkU2nE/s72-c/first.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-5801065194554938265</id><published>2009-09-17T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T19:33:41.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's raining out there, I couldn't get back to my hostel... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hate raining, it is not cute at all... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Raya holidays are coming, just have to bear for another day of college... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love holidays, they are cute...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-5801065194554938265?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/5801065194554938265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/5801065194554938265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-raining-out-there-i-couldnt-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-8027292876171393306</id><published>2009-09-07T16:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T16:14:07.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What happened to this world? Why are they aiming me? Where are all the normal people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, yeah, no college for me today!&lt;br /&gt;But its September already…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-8027292876171393306?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/8027292876171393306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/8027292876171393306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/09/september.html' title='September...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-2973284713507861211</id><published>2009-08-31T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T01:31:22.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;College life made me no more a stranger to fatigue… I’m tired, not physically, but mentally… Tired of the non-stop exams, wanted to jus give up for a few times but I know I can’t… It would be a waste definitely if I were to give up when I’ve gone so far until today… But still, we need to rest, cause, 休息是为了走更长远的路... And for today, I fully utilized my beautiful Sunday by sleeping for the whole day… I’ll show you my “sleeping time balance sheet”… I slept from last night 2am – 9.30am this morning… That was 7 and half hours of sleep, then had my breakfast until 10am… After that, continued to sleep from 10am to 12am… Another 2 hours… After that, did some revising and had my lunch… At 4.30pm, I felt sleepy again, so I dozed off at 4.30pm until 7.30pm… Which equals to an additional of 3 hours of sleep… So, my total sleeping time for the day is 7.5+2+3=12.5 (hours)… More than half a day I’ve wasted on sleeping… How useless am I… And what even worse is, I’m feeling sleepy again, I think I need to sleep again… But before that…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy National Day… Happy 52nd birthday to Malaysia… I’m not that kind of first class patriotic citizen, but I do love national day because it’s a holiday for me! New patriotic song for the year 2009, ‘Satu Malaysia’ by AMP all-stars, I find it quite nice, I even put the song into my hand phone! Check it out yourself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/08w40TfmNNg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/08w40TfmNNg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-2973284713507861211?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/2973284713507861211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/2973284713507861211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/08/college-life-made-me-no-more-stranger.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-4821105733652822217</id><published>2009-08-25T08:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T09:01:54.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good time lasts......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SpM3vpV9ZRI/AAAAAAAAANI/gb1-Kqo0RA0/s1600-h/bigstockphoto_Aeroplane_897740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373700072074470674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SpM3vpV9ZRI/AAAAAAAAANI/gb1-Kqo0RA0/s320/bigstockphoto_Aeroplane_897740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It’s time to say hello to goodbye again…&lt;br /&gt;Take care sis, see you again next year… I’m looking forward to it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-4821105733652822217?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4821105733652822217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4821105733652822217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-time-lasts.html' title='Good time lasts......'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SpM3vpV9ZRI/AAAAAAAAANI/gb1-Kqo0RA0/s72-c/bigstockphoto_Aeroplane_897740.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-6484078161711723698</id><published>2009-08-22T14:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T14:21:31.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor? Or just be a model?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time flies, before I could blink, it’s already two months I’ve been in the college… How’s my pre-U life? It sucks a lot, but it’s getting better bit by bit… MUFY program isn’t a very tough program as I do know that compared to A-levels and Ausmat, MUFY is nothing… But the thing is, I need to get an average of 90% for each subject in order for me to get into Monash University Medical School… It definitely is not an easy thing for me and I seriously have no confidence in achieving this target…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what happened yesterday? Yesterday was really a lucky day for me… Like usual Fridays, I went for Chemistry lab practical in the morning… In the lab when I was conducting experiment, a girl came into the lab… She’s a sunway marketing student, she needed some models in completing her report… So she asked my lecturer whether she can ‘borrow’ some students for being her model after the lab class… Lecturer said yes and there she went and looked for a guy and a girl to be her models… I was sitting at the most front table and she went looking for models from the last table behind… So I told my lab partner, concentrate on doing the titration la, we won’t be chosen for sure since we are sitting so far away… Just after few minutes I said that, when I was pouring acid into the burette, the marketing girl pointed at me and said, you, can you stay back after class for a mini photography session? I need you to be my model… Stunned, my mind was blank and I think I over poured the acid into the burette, then only I responded, okay… Friends all were like, wow, yeong bin, not bad, not bad… Then after the lab class, two professional photographers and the marketing girl came to me, they set up some flash light or something that I don’t really know around me and asked me to pose with the another girl… They took few photos of us doing titration experiment, and then the girl asked us to sign a form stating that we allow them to use the photos in her report…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I was excited, imagine my Chemist class, there are about 14 guys in total and I was chosen, HoHoHo… And on Thursday night, it just happened for Abbie to say that I have the ‘open face’ which gives people an affable feeling when we were chatting on the phone… Well then I contemplated, instead of wasting my time studying so hard to be a doctor who will be trapped in the hospital for the whole entire life, why not I stop torturing myself and use my ‘open face’ to be a model? I’m sure being a model is way easier than being a doctor right? At least you don’t have to study more than 10 hours every day and you can get famous hairstylist to style your hair in any fashion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, time’s up for day dreaming… Wake up YeongBin, you can only be a doctor, nothing else! Time to study again, cannot allow myself to slack even for one minute, time is precious! Haha, but if anyone really thinks that I have the hidden talent to be a model, do not hesitate to call me for an audition! Haha, see, I started day dreaming again… Zzz…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-6484078161711723698?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/6484078161711723698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/6484078161711723698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/08/doctor-or-just-be-model.html' title='Doctor? Or just be a model?'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-22537762684991700</id><published>2009-08-18T11:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T11:34:46.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've learnt something new today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Be satisfied with what you have and don't ask for more... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After all, GOD will not give you a burden that you cannot handle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so, just accept the things that you earned as what they are... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chemistry class is not merely about Chemistry, it is about life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-22537762684991700?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/22537762684991700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/22537762684991700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-learnt-something-new-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-810100681929501876</id><published>2009-08-13T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T17:09:46.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I realized that nowadays I sigh more than ever…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someone told me this before, “when you sigh, you are actually throwing out your happiness; you are losing your happiness along when you sigh…” But the thing is, I’m not happy at all, there is no remaining happiness in me and so, how would I lose my happiness by sighing? I sigh because I’m not happy, if I’m happy about my life, why would I sigh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sigh… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After all I am just like an immature small kid, couldn’t stand loneliness… Used to think that being alone is “cool”, but that was just a stupid thought from a stupid me… Everyone needs companion…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;I need a warm hug desperately…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-810100681929501876?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/810100681929501876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/810100681929501876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/08/sigh.html' title='Sigh......'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-1759519150170167849</id><published>2009-08-10T09:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T10:03:51.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sn9_Ul48MUI/AAAAAAAAANA/zu7nfVd8QSs/s1600-h/car_keys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368149272593969474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sn9_Ul48MUI/AAAAAAAAANA/zu7nfVd8QSs/s200/car_keys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Ready? Accelerate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's Monday again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Go Yeong Bin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SEIZE THE DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-1759519150170167849?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/1759519150170167849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/1759519150170167849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/08/ready-accelerate.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sn9_Ul48MUI/AAAAAAAAANA/zu7nfVd8QSs/s72-c/car_keys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-1658774518940646352</id><published>2009-07-31T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T21:41:02.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Subjects analysis...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chemistry&lt;/span&gt;, I hate you a lot because you killed many of my brain cells...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mathematics&lt;/span&gt;, I'm starting to hate you because of the ever-increasing exercises...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Biology&lt;/span&gt;, I simply love you because of the interesting lecturer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;, you are the only class where i can take a break from my hectic life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Computer science&lt;/span&gt;, I'm coming to you next week, don't make me hate you alrigh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Next week is another exam week, Maths topical test on Tuesday, Bio topical test on Wednesday and English listening test on Thursday... But who cares, it's weekends again, I'm gonna enjoy till the max!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-1658774518940646352?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/1658774518940646352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/1658774518940646352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/07/subjects-analysis.html' title='Subjects analysis...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-6417178888242700508</id><published>2009-07-22T06:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T15:23:44.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“Seconds, hours, so many days; you know what you want, but how long can you wait? Every moment last forever; when you’ve feel you lost your way……” &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No Boundaries by Kris Allen&lt;/span&gt; is no longer my favorite song after I set it as my alarm signal…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Got up reluctantly from my bed, off the alarm and went to the bathroom continued washing the clothes that I washed half way yesterday night… After everything is done, I took my bath, brushed my teeth, had my breakfast and headed to Sun-U College by bus…&lt;br /&gt;I have Chemistry class at 9.30a.m and I reached college at around 8.30 in the morning… Being unaware of what is going to happen next in the Chemistry class, I wasted the one whole hour checking mails and reading blogs in the library…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went to the Chemistry class ‘happily’ when the time comes… First thing when the teacher came in, she said, “I want to see only writing instruments and a calculator on each table, keep all the reference books away and your weekly test is going to start soon…” Great, this is interesting, I thought the test would be on Friday and now I get to sit for it earlier… Feel like killing myself for not doing anything on the past one hour… Not my fault actually as the teacher never mention earlier that we are going to sit for a test today…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, the predictable result of mine came out… I got 0… Yes, 0%, 0 marks… ZERO… Haha... I hate Chemistry, hate it so much… And this weekly test contributes approximately 1.6 percents to my overall result… This is sad, in order to get into Monash University, I’ve to get a total marks of 90% above, now that I’ve lost 1.6 marks and I can only get a maximum of 98.4 marks for my overall Chemistry exams… It is impossible for me to pass the requirement, definitely… Cause this is just the starting and I’m already performing so badly… Well, what can I say? Just work hard for the next test, and pray hard to GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Should really stop depressing, cause later I’m going for a movie! Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince… I’m watching it for FREE as someone is giving me free ticket! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So people, envy me! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SmVs3OPYnjI/AAAAAAAAAMo/F_5Ulc_TqIw/s1600-h/ghg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360810627425672754" style="WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 80px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SmVs3OPYnjI/AAAAAAAAAMo/F_5Ulc_TqIw/s200/ghg.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SmVrcV_zhWI/AAAAAAAAAMg/CmWiyW_mBnE/s1600-h/ghg.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-6417178888242700508?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/6417178888242700508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/6417178888242700508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/07/seconds-hours-so-many-days-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SmVs3OPYnjI/AAAAAAAAAMo/F_5Ulc_TqIw/s72-c/ghg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-311153985105160803</id><published>2009-07-17T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T23:49:46.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你会如何决择呢?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;你开着一辆车,在一个暴风雨的晚上。&lt;br /&gt;你经过一个车站,有三个人正在焦急的等公共汽车。&lt;br /&gt;一个是快要临死的老人,他需要马上去医院。&lt;br /&gt;一个是医生,他曾救过你的命,你做梦都想报答他。&lt;br /&gt;还有一个女人/男人,她/他是你做梦都想嫁/娶的人,也许错过就没有了。&lt;br /&gt;但你的车只能在坐下一个人,你会如何选择？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当然，每一个人的回答都会有他们自己的原因。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老人快要死了，你首先应该先救他。&lt;br /&gt;你也想让那个医生上车，因为他救过你，这是个好机会报答他。&lt;br /&gt;还有就是你的梦中情人，错过了这个机会，你可能永远不能遇到一个让你这么心动的人了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在200个人的答案中，其中有一个人，他并没有解释他的理由，他只是说了以下的话：&lt;br /&gt;'给医生车钥匙，让他带着老人去医院，而我则留下来陪我的梦中情人一起等公车!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每个人都认为以上的回答是最好的，但没有一个人一开始就想到。&lt;br /&gt;是否是因为我们从未想过要放弃我们手中已经拥有的优势（车钥匙）呢? 有时，如果我们能放弃一些我们的固执，狭隘，和一些优势的话，我们可能会得到更多。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-311153985105160803?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/311153985105160803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/311153985105160803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='你会如何决择呢?'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-7373538539470139766</id><published>2009-07-15T08:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T17:06:26.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another quite-nice-place to blog in Sun-U college… The Tun Hussien Onn Library! Just finished having lunch with Winnie and her course mates… Opps, sorry Wei Jen… Tuesday is one of the best weekdays for me, as I only have 2 classes in total for every Tuesday… I’m taking 4 classes in MUFY namely English, Biology, Chemistry and Mathematic… Basically all my classes had already started, I’ve met all my lecturers and course mates who are going to spend the one whole semester with me… Lecturers are nice, but classes, it’s a bit imbalanced I should say… Let me explain what my ‘imbalanced’ means… Let’s start with the most ‘balanced’ class, my Chemistry class… There are 26 students all together, 13 are girls and another 13 are guys… Balanced… Then, my Mathematic class, total of 17 students, 11 girls and 6 guys… Still counted ok for me… Biology class, 28 students in total, with 24 girls and 4 guys… For your information, I’m the only chinese guy among the 4… 'lonely… I am so lonely……' Last but not least, English class… 12 students all together, quite a small class… 11 girls, and 1 guy… Yes, I’m the one and only guy there… For MUFY students July intake(guys only), kindly transfer to my english class and increase the population of guys here… My class is English A16, come quickly and save me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just to share something cute, today after my Maths class, when I was about to leave the classroom, one girl blocked my way… I stared at her… She’s a bit short, and she slowly craned up her head, looked at me, smiled and said: “Haha, my legs are numb…” I replied her with a smile… Although it was just an one-sentence-conversation, I felt nice still…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-7373538539470139766?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/7373538539470139766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/7373538539470139766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-quite-nice-place-to-blog-in-sun.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-7238655793262829894</id><published>2009-07-13T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:54:50.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship Rocks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not quite sure whether it is planned or just a coincident… I mean all of my buddies are blogging about friendship or something related to it in their recent posts… Alright, maybe the theme of this week for blogging is friendship, so I should also post something about my friends right? Hmm, I’ve just gotten the pictures taken during Shin Mun’s farewell party half a year ago from her… So, let me introduce some of my besties, my Friday nights’ gathering kaki, my yam cha kaki, my cc kaki, my basketball kaki and my gays kaki…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sln1pGe6xdI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/5wh8P4Ry5UI/s1600-h/ks.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357583318197650898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sln1pGe6xdI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/5wh8P4Ry5UI/s320/ks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ka Seng the Blurboy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is Ka Seng, my high school basketball team captain… He is the one who earns my respect, whom I salute a lot in the basketball court… Yes, let me repeat, I only respect him when there’s something to do with basketball… Great player, but a greater leader… Besides that, he’s basically a siao kia… Always comes out with the most inane remarks, wherever he goes, laughter follows… That’s why, if you want to have some laugh, just stay around him and you’ll get what you want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sln1b5ndpRI/AAAAAAAAAMI/FX7MSizt8ww/s1600-h/ej.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357583091405530386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sln1b5ndpRI/AAAAAAAAAMI/FX7MSizt8ww/s320/ej.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu Jin the Rock Star…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Actually I should be the rock star, but since I got no long hair and I can’t sing Daughtry’s songs better than him, he ended up being the ROCK STAR! He’s a cool, smart and good looking guy but most importantly, he’s now single and available… Girls, grab the chance! Well, if you are wondering what makes him so cool, let me just tell you his famous quote – “She doesn’t deserves me…” So every time when a relationship ends, this would be his reason… He plays bass and can sing well, talented in music I have to admit…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sln1HyPiivI/AAAAAAAAAMA/NolwDs2dVwc/s1600-h/yz.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357582745828756210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sln1HyPiivI/AAAAAAAAAMA/NolwDs2dVwc/s320/yz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yan Zheng the Anaconda…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This guy is unique… Why? Cause he has the tendency to be bullied by everyone… Anyone can just bully him cause he would never get angry in a thousand years and most likely he’ll just say: “never mind la…” He is smart, can study like a geek… He’s talented as a keyboardist in his band… He’s funny with his playful jokes… And he’s stupid, very very stupid with his driving skills… For safety, do not enter his car when he’s driving! Hmm, I can’t say that he’s perfect, but one thing is for sure, he’s a loyal guy… To his girl friend if you are reading this, I want to tell you that, you are super lucky to have this boy friend, don’t lose him…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sln0qWdWDvI/AAAAAAAAALw/WRG5QZ6-EIQ/s1600-h/wj.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357582240154259186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sln0qWdWDvI/AAAAAAAAALw/WRG5QZ6-EIQ/s320/wj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wei Jen the Best PG…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Caution, do not approach this guy if you don’t have the antibody to against him… U might vomit until death listening to him saying how expert or how professional he is in every single field… Undeniably he is a skillful drummer, skillful driver as well, not to mention a skillful dota player… But definitely he is NOT a skillful PG! According to him, his shooting rate for 3 points ball is 70%, which means 7 balls out of 10... But his result shows that his shooting rate is 0… He missed all shots but we don’t blame him, cause he always has reasons for that… I’m quite impressed with some of his philosophies…&lt;br /&gt;Some examples:&lt;br /&gt;*Pro drivers do not need to on signal while driving…&lt;br /&gt;*You got no balls, can never be a millionaire…&lt;br /&gt;*You are good/you are handsome/you are talented/you can drive…… but I’m better!&lt;br /&gt;…… and there are a lot more still…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Above are my kaki-kakis whom I hang out with almost every week… We miss high school life a lot, that was the only time when we get to spend with friends together so often… Before I end, SHIN MUN! You are returning back to your second home tomorrow and so do I, I’m returning back to my “second home” too on tomorrow… Wish you have a safe journey there and do take care of yourself well… We are here looking forward for your next return, for our next true or dare game… Study hard over there but don’t forget to enjoy life at the same time… Don’t forget us as well, we will miss you a lot… Bye Shin Mun…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Slnzo5ULxnI/AAAAAAAAALo/ydn88zBH8rA/s1600-h/P2090549.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357581115639711346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Slnzo5ULxnI/AAAAAAAAALo/ydn88zBH8rA/s400/P2090549.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Photo taken on Shin Mun's farewell party… From top left: Mun Hong, Ka Seng, Yan Zheng, Eu Jin, Shin Mun, Yan Le, Marcus, Yeong Bin, Sanjay, Aini, Ian, Wei Jen and Kin Mun…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-7238655793262829894?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/7238655793262829894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/7238655793262829894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-quite-sure-whether-it-is-planned-or.html' title='Friendship Rocks!'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sln1pGe6xdI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/5wh8P4Ry5UI/s72-c/ks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-1128350615004858858</id><published>2009-07-11T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T13:12:08.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out my hostel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just came back from a Friday night gathering, credits given to the one who planned for tonight… Cause tonight, we got FULL ATTENDENCE! Right, I couldn’t sleep now and for your information, I’ve to wake up at 6 tomorrow to attend a workshop in my college… But since tonight I’m staying in my home sweet home, and also with my beloved sis from Russia, I’ve to cherish it very well… Let me just tell you how terrible my life was in my hostel for the past few days…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hostel - Casa Subang Apartment… Somewhere near Mydin and Giant Subang… The building is approximately 3km from Sun-U College… I’m staying there during weekdays and returning home every Friday to spend my weekends with friends and family… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Slec5w5y4KI/AAAAAAAAALY/bUL29Y761Eo/s1600-h/DSC00154.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356922797974282402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Slec5w5y4KI/AAAAAAAAALY/bUL29Y761Eo/s320/DSC00154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; My key! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356922592370275730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Slecty9-tZI/AAAAAAAAAK4/fw0PEZ2HyvA/s320/DSC00119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bedroom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356922607143928914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SlecuqASxFI/AAAAAAAAALI/qeWm4z5WhnU/s320/DSC00122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dining table...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356922599544786258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SlecuNshDVI/AAAAAAAAALA/upmDqXIHZxg/s320/DSC00120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Living room...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356922589295149506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Slectng0AcI/AAAAAAAAAKw/xoJcH9am9qY/s320/DSC00115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;View from the window...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356922611695875698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Slecu69j9nI/AAAAAAAAALQ/54WoQPwqSjc/s320/DSC00123.JPG" /&gt;Night view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I checked-in to this hostel last Monday, and it was a total disaster for me… Allow me to begin the story… Monday, my orientation period ended at around 2pm, so I took the 3.30pm shuttle bus to my hostel… Before reaching the hostel, I dropped by at Mydin and shopped for some stuff that I needed… Then I proceeded to the hostel, entered my room… I clean and arranged my room after getting to know 2 of my housemates… Alvin, my roommate who is taking the same MUFY course as me, and Bryan, my unit mate, who stays in the room beside my room, he’s one year older than me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bryan was very friendly as he willing to bring me walk around and show me the facilities provided in the apartment, e.g. basketball court, swimming pool, cyber café, mamak stall, and so on… After that, me and Bryan spent our evening swimming in the pool… The pool is really big, no kidding… After swimming, we went for dinner at mamak stall and chit chatted a lot about our backgrounds and personalities… After satisfying our hunger, we got back up to 16th floor, our unit, to get some rest as we were both very tired after exercising…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alvin was about to sleep when I returned back to my room, the time was around 12am in the midnight… Without thinking much, I left all my stuffs included my KEY on the bed and grabbed my toothbrush headed to the washing room… Here, the devil approached me… When I came out from the toilet going back to my room after brushing my teeth, I found out that the door was locked! Great, I left my key INSIDE the room and I’m being locked outside… I knocked the door, hoping that Alvin would open the door for me, but there was no respond from him… Then I began to bang the door and shout his name… The same result was obtained, no answer from him… I bet he was sleeping like a dead man in the room… &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;S H * T&lt;/span&gt;, I swore… I’ve no choice but to sleep in Bryan’s room for that night…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well the next morning, I was awaked by the noise came out from the bathroom… Thank GOD I said to myself, Alvin was finally out to get a bath which means I can get into the room now! I went back to my room, trying to open the door… It was still locked! What is happening to this roommate I wondered… He needs to lock the whole room even just for a toilet trip? He was really trying to challenge my patience, and so I have no choice but to wait for him outside the bathroom…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Once he came out from the bathroom, he was shocked seeing me… I started shooting him and shouting at him for constantly locking the door for no reason… And, guess how he responded to me… He smiled and said to me, “why didn’t you call me up last night and I could have opened the door for you…” Hello, last night I almost break the door just to wake you up! Forget it, I was at fault too cause I forgot to bring the key with me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, that was my first day in the hostel, I’m now getting a bit more used to it already… Hopefully the same thing will not be repeated again in my whole life…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just started my classes today, and I find MUFY is quite a relaxing course compared to other pre-u courses… I don’t see much prospect that MUFY would give me a lot of pressure or stress, but I do believe that my ‘adorable’ roommate and those ‘cool’ JPA scholars’ friends would contribute me tremendous amount of pressure… GOD, when are you free to help me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-1128350615004858858?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/1128350615004858858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/1128350615004858858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-came-back-from-friday-night.html' title='Check out my hostel!'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Slec5w5y4KI/AAAAAAAAALY/bUL29Y761Eo/s72-c/DSC00154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-4367746143978512399</id><published>2009-07-11T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T01:16:46.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Computer Learning Center in Sun-U College was quite a nice place for blogging… Just to experience different sensation blogging in different places, and so I’m here now… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Slca_odBqFI/AAAAAAAAAKo/HpDXLHQGqbU/s1600-h/DSC00146.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356779962273736786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Slca_odBqFI/AAAAAAAAAKo/HpDXLHQGqbU/s320/DSC00146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Slca3dEsBVI/AAAAAAAAAKg/oPNuMfyMSHM/s1600-h/DSC00148.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356779821779912018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Slca3dEsBVI/AAAAAAAAAKg/oPNuMfyMSHM/s320/DSC00148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undeniably, this place is a good place for blogging, provided if you can ignore the stupid activities happening behind…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Friday night again, ciaoz…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-4367746143978512399?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4367746143978512399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4367746143978512399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/07/computer-learning-center-in-sun-u.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Slca_odBqFI/AAAAAAAAAKo/HpDXLHQGqbU/s72-c/DSC00146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-5942804420666042270</id><published>2009-07-10T04:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T14:05:26.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last day of orientation… I just done my units registration and gotten my timetable for the whole semester… And now, I’m in the Computer Learning Center, using Wei Jen’s password to access computer… Well, it has been a long time since I last updated my blog, I feel long but actually it was merely 4 days ago&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Calibri', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 11pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"&gt;… &lt;/span&gt;I have no choice as I’m currently staying in the hostel without an internet connection…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you were to ask me how’s my life here in college? Or some questions regarding to my hostel maybe? Well, I’ll advise you to ask the GOD as I can only describe my life now in one word – DISASTER…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don’t get too upset if GOD never answer your prayer, cause me myself, I always got this answer when I pray to the GOD…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356321255003212530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SlV5zWtXSvI/AAAAAAAAAKY/izn5zoDK2as/s200/devil.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOD is busy, may I help you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, life is like a steeperchase, there are obstacles waiting for us to overcome throughout life… So, I guess I’ll just have to bear with this harsh times and hopefully GOD is free enough someday to offer me a better life… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Friends, I miss you all…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-5942804420666042270?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/5942804420666042270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/5942804420666042270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-day-of-orientation-i-just-done-my.html' title='Update...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SlV5zWtXSvI/AAAAAAAAAKY/izn5zoDK2as/s72-c/devil.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-8040794897524647042</id><published>2009-07-05T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T02:00:15.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Statement of my recent life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Monash University Foundation Year, I’m coming… For the next whole week, it will be my orientation week, I hope to meet some friends who are not in the category of ‘nerds’ or ‘bookworms’ or whatsoever… Owh, shouldn’t say like that cause sooner or later, I’ll become a nerd too…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. I’ve to live in the hostel provided by government starting from this Monday simply because I’m a JPA scholar… Feel like I’m returning back to my NS life…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Welcome back Shin Mun, for a three weeks break… Although you didn’t get to see all the shocking faces yesterday night, but we had tried our best to give them surprise right? Haha, next time when you come back again, I’ll make a more galvanizing plan… Good to see a healthy you yesterday night, wish you all the best in your life…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Happy birthday to Amy… Just came back home from Amy’s birthday party… It was a nice party, with 4 tables full of delicious food, and with a bunch of ‘cute’ friends of Abbie… To Abbie’s friends a.k.a. my new friends, seriously it’s nice to know you guys… Hope that we have a chance to hang out again next time…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Sis is coming back in 3 more days, this Wednesday and she’ll be back… Can’t wait to see her, and at the same time can’t wait for the chocolates that she promised me to bring back… Take care of yourself well when you are coming back home sis, here, wishing you a safe journey returning home… I miss you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;********** END OF STATEMENT **********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-8040794897524647042?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/8040794897524647042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/8040794897524647042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/07/statement-of-my-recent-life.html' title='Statement of my recent life...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-4864847342767812570</id><published>2009-07-03T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T03:00:14.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retired...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No more waking up early in the morning going to the office in a half-sleeping mode…&lt;br /&gt;No more sorting the massive number of mails everyday…&lt;br /&gt;No more going up and down searching for CEO or GM to get their signatures…&lt;br /&gt;No more scanning documents for my manager spasmodically…&lt;br /&gt;No more sending fix deposit letter to banks every month…&lt;br /&gt;No more doing treaty reconciliation which needs a lot of brain power…&lt;br /&gt;No more going back home from work with a weary body every evening…&lt;br /&gt;No more, no more…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, I’m now officially a jobless man… Someone please help me to decide whether this is a good thing or the opposite… For me I’ll say it is both good and bad, good thing is that I finally going to a college and starting my new life studying… Bad part is that I’m leaving this great company which I’ve worked for 3 months plus…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cannot be gainsaid, I felt relieved now after stopping from work… Not because I hate my job, but because I loved it so much until I forced myself to do my best every day… Overall, I think I’ve did it… I’ve earned my colleagues’ respect although I was just a temporary staff in their eyes… For me, this is the most precious and crucial thing that I’ve earned besides money in this short period of working life…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After all, this job is not all about the heavy load of works given by manager only… There were also many momentous moments which I came across during this job… For example, our finance department party… It was a great time having buffet lunch in the office, and it was fun too seeing my assistant manager’s reaction after she drank half cup of pure liqueur (her face was all red the whole evening =P)… At times we would also organize birthday celebration at some random restaurant if there is any staff having birthday on that particular day… And my record was, I ate with 17 female colleagues during a birthday celebration! (I know, it’s nothing to be proud of, haha…) Besides that, I can never forget bumping into this ‘ah gua’ who was sun bathing right beside the street when we went for a lunch… Not to mention about the naked pervert who showed his ‘thing’ and passed through us in purpose when we were returning back to the office…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On the other hand, I’ve learned a lot too during this period… I’ve learnt about treaty reconciliation, bank managements, investments, fix deposits, bonds…… I need a list for that… Besides learning about accounts and treaties, I learnt something useful in my future life too… I’ve learnt how to socialize with people, some communication skills and many more… Oh yes, the CEO once asked me about my name… I was shocked why was he interested with the name of a temp staff? I mentioned my name to him and to my astonishment, the second time when I went into his room to get his signature, he said, your name is Yeong right? Come here, I sign for you… Don’t look down to this simple sentence by the CEO, it actually brightened my day… Can you imagine that a CEO of a great company would know me? I feel grand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After I came out from NS, I’ve been working in Jerneh for one month plus… Time flies, it really flies… It’s like yesterday I just came into this company and today I’m saying bye to all my colleagues… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SkzdsXYRFaI/AAAAAAAAAKI/fqBjg1OQ2yY/s1600-h/DSC00394.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353897811296458146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SkzdsXYRFaI/AAAAAAAAAKI/fqBjg1OQ2yY/s320/DSC00394.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Irene Yong – Senior Manager… She’s going to retire soon, in one month time…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Skzc4bBckBI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Wpm8jwTOukQ/s1600-h/DSC00395.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353896918921285650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Skzc4bBckBI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Wpm8jwTOukQ/s320/DSC00395.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jessica Teng – Manager… Always asks me to scan documents for her, but she’s a nice manager…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Skzb9kL5KAI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EHltZ3Uh-AU/s1600-h/DSC00397.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353895907768739842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Skzb9kL5KAI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EHltZ3Uh-AU/s400/DSC00397.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Top from the left:-&lt;br /&gt;*Yen Ling, ‘leng lui’ from our company, always goes out for lunch with different guys…&lt;br /&gt;*Mrs Lau, my teacher who taught me many stuffs, she even taught me about investment, about how to buy and sell share…&lt;br /&gt;*Yeong Bin, the ordinary me…&lt;br /&gt;*Novelle, my neighbor sitting beside me…&lt;br /&gt;*Paulyne, always visits me for received stamp…&lt;br /&gt;*Wai See, my assistant manager, I respect her so much although she’s a bit hyperactive sometimes… Her famous quote: “你识'死'字掂写无?” (Do you know how to write the word ‘die’?) Too bad I didn’t get the video of her scolding this…&lt;br /&gt;*May Yin, the most hardworking staff? I always see her busying with something else…&lt;br /&gt;*Esther, always carrying her yellow coloured umbrella when we go out for lunch…&lt;br /&gt;*Siew Mei, my neighbor sitting behind me, my ‘sister’ according to her… Always comes out with funny jokes and silly remarks, fun being her neighbor…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye everyone, farewell Jerneh… And, again, thanks for EVERYTHING…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-4864847342767812570?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4864847342767812570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4864847342767812570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/07/retired.html' title='Retired...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SkzdsXYRFaI/AAAAAAAAAKI/fqBjg1OQ2yY/s72-c/DSC00394.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-6732183616167771665</id><published>2009-06-27T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T01:15:29.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nothing much for today, again, I performed the same daily routine in my office for the whole day… I’ve been working overtime every day since last week, fatigue is now no more a stranger to me… Just like other normal days, I walked to the LRT station with my exhausted body after work… Took the train and boarded on my mum’s car to go back home… Then, on my way home, I saw something interesting…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351685950174473474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SkUCBGmZLQI/AAAAAAAAAJw/mtaSjIfWScI/s400/555.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Proton Vios? How pathetic! Opps, I meant how ‘patriotic’… Couldn’t believe my eyes when I first saw it, I thought people buy imported cars because they don’t support local goods… Anyway, credits given to this ‘proton vios’ driver for being such a patriotic citizen… Salute him… Malaysia definitely needs more citizens like this, let us take him as our model, and start loving our country more… cause,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MALAYSIA BOLEH!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(boleh ke?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-6732183616167771665?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/6732183616167771665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/6732183616167771665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/06/nothing-much-for-today-again-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SkUCBGmZLQI/AAAAAAAAAJw/mtaSjIfWScI/s72-c/555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-2263353437136288706</id><published>2009-06-26T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:06:40.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BELOVED SIS…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Come to think about it, this year was the first year that I’m not celebrating birthday with her… She’s now so far away, so far away from home… But soon, few more days later, she’ll be back… I’ve got endless stories to tell her, can’t wait to share with her about my NS life, my working life, my recipe of baking cheesecake… and the list goes on… I’m sure she has more to share with me… One month is definitely not enough for me to spend with my sis, but unfortunately she only has one month of holiday…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Back to the title, to my 20-year-old beautiful, pretty, gorgeous, charming, elegant, attractive, young, smart, cute, and sweet sister, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Wish you all the best in your life and may all your wishes come true… Most importantly, take care of yourself well on the way home, wear mask if possible… Come back home in peace alright? We are waiting for you here… ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-2263353437136288706?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/2263353437136288706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/2263353437136288706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-to-my-beloved-sis-come.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-5213161264031406216</id><published>2009-06-23T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T20:57:26.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast selling product!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In this affluent society, both youngsters and adults lead a very hectic life… Youngsters busy attending tuitions even after school to clinch a good academic achievement, while the adults work from day to night, busy chasing after material wealth… It is not uncommon to hear people complaining about how stress their life is every day… And everyone knows that stress can be detrimental to our health as it leads to many other diseases… To remedy this situation, here, I’m going to introduce a product for all stressed out people… Kindly follow the instructions to attain the best result!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Proudly present…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sj-ZnN2L4qI/AAAAAAAAAJY/G6pFuw4o6S0/s1600-h/stressred.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350163781350318754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sj-ZnN2L4qI/AAAAAAAAAJY/G6pFuw4o6S0/s400/stressred.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Interested with this product? Purchase this useful kit online with just $300, delivery included…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just being lame… Mind me…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-5213161264031406216?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/5213161264031406216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/5213161264031406216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/06/fast-selling-product.html' title='Fast selling product!'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sj-ZnN2L4qI/AAAAAAAAAJY/G6pFuw4o6S0/s72-c/stressred.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-1616425617740672103</id><published>2009-06-20T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T01:15:11.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Ads...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Being an altruistic person, I would like to cite something here… Two of my greatest friends, Wei Jen and Yan Zheng are now having their own blogs! Do squander some precious time and visit their blogs, get to know more about them, especially the dark sides of them! Muahahaha… I’ve links to their blogs, simply click on their names on the list beside and enjoy their blogs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 83px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349086632177171810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SjvF84e1_WI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9u4qUCZjW6c/s320/smileys001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-1616425617740672103?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/1616425617740672103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/1616425617740672103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/06/some-ads.html' title='Some Ads...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SjvF84e1_WI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9u4qUCZjW6c/s72-c/smileys001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-2903492937225408913</id><published>2009-06-16T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T22:04:08.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Status of the day :</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SjZUPAP4u7I/AAAAAAAAAIY/4fwYDUeq9FM/s1600-h/smiley.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347554224290446258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SjZUPAP4u7I/AAAAAAAAAIY/4fwYDUeq9FM/s400/smiley.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Similar to normal Mondays, I went to work in various states of semi-sleepiness this morning… I was physically at the office, but mentally still dwell in the past weekends, slightly regretted for not getting sufficient sleep during my weekends… No choice but still have to continue my work, I took out the file labeled ‘Treaty Reconciliation’ and started my day with all figures and debit credit signs… I am actually working and at the same time learning some basics of accounting…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then, my phone buzzed… It was a message from dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dad&lt;br /&gt;15-June-2009 9:47am&lt;br /&gt;Bin, yes, you got Monash University, offer letter is sending out by this week. Accordingly you need to report to university by 6/7/2009, so you may need to stop work by this month, let’s wait for the letter and you may inform your boss ahead. -Dad-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was on cloud nine when I read through the message, but too bad I was in the office, can’t express much of my feelings besides smiling to myself like a crazy feller… The message actually boosted me up and brightened my day! Finally I got an answer from the government after N-months of waiting… I am a person who cannot keep things to myself, there was an urge for me to let somebody knows about this news! So I told my assistant manager about it… Her respond shocked me, she stood up and started nagging me… ‘Ah Yeong, where can like this wan? You said you’ll help me until August, now you’re leaving me in 3 weeks time? How can you be like this? Blame the government also, why they never tell you about it earlier? I don’t care you must help me finish this Treaty Recon before you leave…’ The next minute, she went to the manager room… Came out and she told me, from today, you must OT everyday for 2 hours until the work is done! She already proposed to the manager about adding my salary for overtime… Again, I felt important, but confused whether my assistant manager really thinks that I can work for her, or she just wants to fully utilize me… Anyway, either way is not important for me cause I’m working for few more weeks only, so, OT for 2 hours is not really a big problem for me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thus, I stayed back after work today until 7.30pm without any extra pay as the manager still not yet approved me to get OT pay… Exhausted but still feeling happy cause I’m going to have my own college life soon! Can't wait! :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-2903492937225408913?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/2903492937225408913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/2903492937225408913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/06/status-of-day.html' title='Status of the day :'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SjZUPAP4u7I/AAAAAAAAAIY/4fwYDUeq9FM/s72-c/smiley.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-2627897271713617908</id><published>2009-06-14T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T03:31:14.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drink . Drank . Drunk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Phew, I’ve finally reached home safely, it wasn’t a smooth journey at all, so I should be thankful that me and my dad are now safe and sound…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just a few hours ago, my dad and I attended a wedding dinner of my dad’s friend, uncle Goh… Mum should be attending the dinner with dad, but she was too tired for it, so I replaced her… Since only two of us attending the dinner, drink until drunk were prospected… In addition, when we reached the destination, we were guided to our table, and guess what? We were sitting with a bunch of my dad’s friends… They were all good in taking alcohol, so called ‘kaki botol’! And I noticed, they were not drinking beers, they were drinking whisky! For your information, normal beers only contain at most 5% of alcohol, but I looked at the label of this whisky, it written there 43% alcohol! Gosh, it isn’t something mile, just a few sips may cause you drunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before the dishes served, dad and his friends were already started drinking whisky… They some more competed with each other and see who can drink more! I was included too, thanks to the uncles, who forced me to drink, said, a doctor must know how to drink, if not cannot be a doctor… So, no choice but to get insane with them…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For the first few glasses, we were still okay, then, they called up the waitress and asked her for a whole bottle of whisky instead of serving us glass by glass… And I’m not kidding here, we finished the whole bottle within a short period! Another bottle came, we continued and drank half of it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Things started to go wrong after that, dad was totally drunk as he drank the most! He started shouting and talking nonsense… I blushed with discomfiture sitting beside him so I poured some Chinese tea for dad, hoping that it could turn him normal… Dad’s friends were laughing at him and making fun of him, one of them still insisted him to drink finish the whole bottle… Dad has reached his maximum, I never seen him acting like this before… He shouted at his friends, and kept rising his hands up saying that he’s very happy today… He then put his warm arm around my shoulders and announced loudly to his friends that I got JPA, I’m studying medicine soon, I’m starting my uni, and I’m going to be a great doctor! He did that for repeatedly… People always say when you’re drunk, you would show your true self to others, say out the things that you cared most… Now I realised, my education is so important to my dad, he has high hopes on me, he work real hard and earn money for me to study, he made me a better person by teaching me many good qualities… My dad is a super dad, he cares about me most … So, I vowed to myself that I must put all my efforts on study and be a great doctor in the future, then I’ll make my dad and mum lead an easy life… I must be a successful person cause if I don’t, all the hard work done by my dad now will just be an utter of waste…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My dad was terribly drunk… We couldn’t stay until the dinner ends, we got to taste only 4 dishes before leaving the restaurant… I carried dad to the car but failed… He was too drunk until he could hardly walk properly… Another two friends of dad helped me to carry him to the car park, it was so funny that my dad actually called his friend’s name wrong! And at the car park, dad fought with me verbally… I took his car key from him as I know with his condition, he can’t drive, but he insisted to drive, shouted at me badly… Finally, with the help of uncles, we snatched the key from my dad, and placed dad into the car… It was a bad condition for me to drive just now… First, I was driving my dad’s mercs and not the proton wira that I usually drive… It was merely the second time I drive his mercs… It took me quite a while to search for button to on the spot light, and it was not easy to handle a big car like that… Besides that, I don’t really know the way back home as it was my first time coming to this restaurant for dinner… I know dad needs me to take care of, I’ve to be strong, so I concentrated on every signboard along the road, even at the moment I was having mile migraine because of the alcohol… Not only that, on the way home, dad had vomited more than 5 times! I need to drive and at the same time, open the window for dad to vomit and take some tissues and water for dad... Not to mention the disruptions made by dad, it was seriously difficult for me to drive…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After many tribulations, we finally arrived home safely… Relieved… Thank God for protecting us all along the journey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dad fell straight into the comfy sofa and slept…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SjP9C6thyTI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Ne7DRGRn4Dw/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346895409180690738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SjP9C6thyTI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Ne7DRGRn4Dw/s320/DSC00097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at him like this, I find that he is cute in a way… ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To my dearest dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know I’m very important to you, same here, you’re equally important to me, perhaps more important… But don’t tire yourself too much on earning money until being overwhelmed by work, I am a working person so I understand the value of money, but I’m satisfied with everything I have now, from now on I promise I’ll concentrate on chasing my dreams, become a great doctor, earn a lot a lot of money, get prestige by people, and most importantly, make you proud of me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-2627897271713617908?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/2627897271713617908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/2627897271713617908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/06/phew-ive-finally-reached-home-safely-it.html' title='Drink . Drank . Drunk'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SjP9C6thyTI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Ne7DRGRn4Dw/s72-c/DSC00097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-7968098781735639333</id><published>2009-06-12T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T20:39:02.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There is a reason why people say it is okay for girls to join National Service but guys who are chosen for NS are all unfortunate people… The reason is simply because in NS, they cut guys’ hair and not the girls’… Do you know how precious a guy’s hair is? I know, cause I used to have a long smooth hair that glistened in the sun, which made me looked attractive in the public… (I know, it’s too exaggerate, mind me ^^) Now, even that I’m bald, err, I mean short hair, I still love my hair very much, I wash it with ‘head and shoulders’ everyday! Cause I want it to grow fast, grow into my dream hairstyle, and for that, I’ll have to cultivate it well… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let me show you how my dream hairstyle looks like…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346043695691613186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SjD2aqtqRAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/RxaA_k5pavQ/s320/final8_5_640.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tadaa… How nice if I could have this hairstyle… Maybe I couldn’t have it with me, but it is possible to have it in a picture…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would probably be like…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...      ...      ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...      ...      ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...      ...      ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;…this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346043198279346770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SjD19ttValI/AAAAAAAAAHo/oUbLIfUIL20/s320/me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah, I know I look cool, don’t have to give extra comments… =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SjD2_ely-ZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/u_Ba1B-uUnU/s1600-h/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Was just trying to slake my desperation, no offense to all Final Fantasy fans, don’t bash me up alright! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-7968098781735639333?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/7968098781735639333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/7968098781735639333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/06/there-is-reason-why-people-say-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SjD2aqtqRAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/RxaA_k5pavQ/s72-c/final8_5_640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-6632921870569274021</id><published>2009-06-06T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T02:07:35.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Tag! Did that happen to you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tagged by Winnie &amp;amp; Yan Yee…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rules: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Answer the questions as honestly as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Post this as "Did That Happen To You?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Tag 10 friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Everyone tagged has to do the same thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Have Fun!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. What do you do if you are in the bathroom with a beetle flying around?&lt;br /&gt;Apply some soap on the palms and catch it, then torture it badly… Hehehe…(evil smirk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What do you do if you hear a song you like playing on the radio when you are all alone in the room?&lt;br /&gt;Sing it loud and dance along with the beat! (WJ, EJ &amp;amp; YZ… If you think you wanna sign me as your band singer, better do it fast!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You want to speak to your crush badly. What is your pick up line?&lt;br /&gt;Ermm, hey, you look familiar! I thought you were my friend… (Heeh, learned it from someone, but haven’t tried on anyone yet…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you do if all your friends hate a particular band that you love?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have any favourite band… Seriously…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you do when you trip and fall in front of many people?&lt;br /&gt;Get up and breeze away promptly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You forgot to do your multiple-choice question homework&lt;br /&gt;Multiple-choice questions, easy! Just simply circle la… ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You have bad breath and someone speaks to you. How do you react?&lt;br /&gt;I always carry some sweets with me, so don’t have to worry about this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You just finished gym and after a shower, you drop your underpants on the wet floor. What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;Wear my pants without the underpants… It would be more comfortable! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What do you do if a personality quiz says that you have a lousy personality as your result?&lt;br /&gt;I’ll tell the whole world that this personality quiz has errors… Don’t do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your friend gave you the worst gift you have ever received and asks: Do you like it? How do you react?&lt;br /&gt;Owh great, I like it very much, thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. (Continued from question 10) What are you really thinking secretly inside?&lt;br /&gt;Wait until your birthday comes… Hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. A hot guy/girl keeps looking at you while you are on the bus. What are you secretly thinking inside?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it’s free of charge looking at me, take your time… =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I break rule number 3? None to tag since everyone I know has done this tag… :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-6632921870569274021?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/6632921870569274021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/6632921870569274021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/06/tagged-by-winnie-yan-yee-rules-1.html' title='Another Tag! Did that happen to you?'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-4707255512246892171</id><published>2009-06-05T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:39:23.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a bad day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today morning as usual, I woke up, brushed my teeth, washed my face, dressed up, combed hair (yeah, it can be combed now, don’t suspect…), and had my breakfast before going to work… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everything went smooth until I reached my working place, as I sat down and about to start my day with continuing the undone work yesterday, my senior executive came walking to me with her hand holding some documents… I could sense that something bad was going to happen… She dropped the documents on my table, it was a stack of fixed deposit renewal letters which I typed yesterday and they should be sent out to the banks by yesterday too… I craned my head and looked at her, then she started to lecture, showing me that I’ve done so many errors on the letter and I’ve to retype all the letters again… Sighed, but thank god it was just the senior executive and not my manager… I would definitely get bad scolding from my manager if I done the same mistake, lucky he’s on a leave today… ^^ Yes, I’ve to type all the letters again and because of this, I’ve wasted a lot of papers… I know, I’m causing global warming…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then, my daily task came, letter to the bank for transaction, this letter is not easy, I’ve to get a senior manager and the general manager of our company to sign it before sending it out… Problem occurs… Again… I’ve gotten the senior manager to sign on the letter, and heading to the GM’s office to get his signatory… Too bad at that moment GM was in the meeting room, I was supposed to hand the letter to his secretary, but I couldn’t find her also... Staff there told me that she was in the pantry room, and so I waited… 10 minutes later, she came out… It was long okay, standing in front of the office holding a piece of paper and wait like an idiot… Okay, then I said to her that I need the signature urgently, she replied, go into the meeting room and seek for GM to sign… My hands started to shake… MEETING ROOM… It doesn’t sound fun to me… I thought the secretary would go into the room with me but she opened the door, stood outside and kept calling me to go in ALONE… All the managers in the meeting room there were staring at me… Panicked... Good one u secretary, I took a deep breath, walked promptly to the GM and got out of the room rapidly with the signature… Done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just don’t know what happened to me today until my computer also trying to mess with me… The computer ID that I was using all this while was not belongs to me, it was for the previous temp staff only… So, I was asked to request a new ID from the IT department… I handed in the request form yesterday and today I received a call from the manager of IT department stating that my ID was ready… I went and collected it… I typed the new ID and tried to log in to my computer, but failed… It was written on the screen saying that my ID was locked out… Locked out? What does it means? Blur, but I know it’s definitely another bad thing for me… I went up again to the IT department and talked to the manager… He asked me to go look for Alex (name of a random staff la…) with my problem… Why la I’ve got so many problems today? Haih… Fortunately, Alex fixed the problem and now I have my own ID to sign in…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bad luck continued for the whole day, I was sick and tired and desperately looking forward to 5.30pm cause it’s time to go back! I saved all my work, packed my stuffs and watched the clock ticking away, pictures of prospective happy stuffs that I’m gonna enjoy later after work started swirling in my mind… Just when the digital clock on my phone struck 5.30pm, I heard someone shouting my name… ‘YEONG, COME HERE!’ It sure sounded familiar, no doubt, it was my manager… I have 3 managers and I scared most of this one… Shattered, my dreams were over, I knew I can’t go back home on time today… Reluctantly, I went to her partition and pleased her… She wanted me to scan something for her and what can I do besides doing it? I am just a subordinate of hers after all…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That was my day… Bad day… I ranked my day grade C, because I’m not doing my job properly and I didn’t grin at people when I met them… I’m gonna perform better for tomorrow… ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-4707255512246892171?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4707255512246892171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/4707255512246892171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-bad-day.html' title='What a bad day...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-1966968891754794375</id><published>2009-06-04T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:15:18.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Interesting Conversation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;An Atheist Professor of Philosophy was speaking to his Class on the Problem Science has With GOD, the ALMIGHTY. He asked one of his New Christian Students to stand and... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : You are a Christian, aren't you, son? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : Yes, sir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : So, you Believe in GOD? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : Absolutely, sir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : Is GOD Good? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : Sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : Is GOD ALL - POWERFUL? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : My Brother died of Cancer even though he Prayed to GOD to Heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But GOD didn't. How is this GOD good then? Hmm? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Student was silent ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : You can't answer, can you? Let's start again, Young Fella. Is GOD Good? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : Is Satan good? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : Where does Satan come from? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : From... GOD... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : That's right. Tell me son, is there evil in this World? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : Evil is everywhere, isn't it? And GOD did make everything. Correct? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : So who created evil? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Student did not answer) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : Is there Sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the World, don't they? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : Yes, sir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : So, who Created them? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Student had no answer) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : Science says you have 5 Senses you use to Identify and Observe the World around you. Tell me, son... Have you ever Seen GOD? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : No, sir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : Tell us if you have ever Heard your GOD? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : No , sir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : Have you ever Felt your GOD, Tasted your GOD, Smelt your GOD? Have you ever had any Sensory Perception of GOD for that matter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : Yet you still Believe in HIM? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : According to Empirical, Testable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says your GOD doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : Nothing. I only have my Faith. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : Yes, Faith. And that is the Problem Science has. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : Professor, is there such a thing as Heat? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : And is there such a thing as Cold? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : No, sir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There isn't.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(The Lecture Theatre became very quiet with this turn of events ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : Sir, you can have Lots of Heat, even More Heat, Superheat, Mega Heat, White Heat, a Little Heat or No Heat. But we don't have anything called Cold. We can hit 458 Degrees below Zero which is No Heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as Cold. Cold is only a Word we use to describe the Absence of Heat. We cannot Measure Cold. Heat is Energy. Cold is Not the Opposite of Heat, sir, just the Absence of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(There was Pin-Drop Silence in the Lecture Theatre ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : What about Darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as Darkness? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : Yes. What is Night if there isn't Darkness? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is the Absence of Something You can have Low Light, Normal Light, Bright Light, Flashing Light... But if you have No Light constantly, you have nothing and its called Darkness, isn't it? In reality, Darkness isn't. If it is, you would be able to make Darkness Darker, wouldn't you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : So what is the point you are making, Young Man? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : Sir, my point is your Philosophical Premise is flawed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : Flawed? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can you explain how? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : Sir, you are working on the Premise of Duality. You argue there is Life and then there is Death, a Good GOD and a Bad GOD. You are viewing the Concept of GOD as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, Science can't even explain a Thought. It uses Electricity and Magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view Death as the Opposite of Life is to be ignorant of the fact that Death cannot exist as a Substantive Thing. Death is Not the Opposite of Life: just the Absence of it. Now tell me, Professor, do you teach your Students that they evolved from a Monkey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : If you are referring to the Natural Evolutionary Process, yes, of course, I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : Have you ever observed Evolution with your own eyes, sir? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(The Professor shook his head with a Smile, beginning to realize where the Argument was going ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : Since no one has ever observed the Process of Evolution at work and Cannot even prove that this Process is an On-Going Endeavor, are you not teaching your Opinion, sir? Are you not a Scientist but a Preacher? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(The Class was in Uproar ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : Is there anyone in the Class who has ever seen the Professor's Brain? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(The Class broke out into Laughter ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor's Brain, Felt it, touched or Smelt it?... No one appears to have done so. So, according to the Established Rules of Empirical, Stable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says that You have No Brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then Trust your Lectures, sir? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(The Room was Silent. The Professor stared at the Student, his face unfathomable) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Professor : I guess you'll have to take them on Faith, son. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Student : That is it sir... Exactly! The Link between Man &amp;amp; GOD is FAITH. That is all that Keeps Things Alive and Moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That student was Albert Einstein...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SiaEa-VzFSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/L0A6B30F218/s1600-h/smily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 54px; HEIGHT: 52px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343103606867563810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SiaEa-VzFSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/L0A6B30F218/s200/smily.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SiaEa-VzFSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/L0A6B30F218/s1600-h/smily.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-1966968891754794375?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/1966968891754794375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/1966968891754794375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/06/atheist-professor-of-philosophy-was.html' title='An Interesting Conversation...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/SiaEa-VzFSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/L0A6B30F218/s72-c/smily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-7668861235021457664</id><published>2009-05-27T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T22:20:45.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to work...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BYE BYE, BORING LIFE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this message yesterday from my ‘EX’ manager…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;‘Guy, can you come back to work on June? We need u urgently! Please reply ASAP!’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Without much hesitation I replied…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;‘Yes, I can start working anytime from now, so can I come on next Monday?’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, my phone rang, it was manager…&lt;br /&gt;Manager : Why didn’t you tell me that you’re out from NS?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Opps, I thought of taking a break before I start my college life.&lt;br /&gt;Manager : Can you come to work tomorrow? Are you free? I want to fully utilize you!&lt;br /&gt;Me : You sound scary, but I can start working tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Manager : Are you sure? U don’t want to rest more? Great then, I’ve got too much of work I need you to help.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Sure, then I’ll report myself to the human resource department tomorrow at 8.30a.m.&lt;br /&gt;Manager : Thank you Yeong, see you tomorrow then, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never had such feeling before… I feel so important to a person, or maybe I should say to a great insurance company… Is my presence really that important for them? I wondered… Words like, ‘we need you urgently’ and ‘I want to fully utilize you’ seriously lit my face up with a smile… I’ve decided, to work with all efforts, to work real hard for this company, and never give up for some petty problems…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-Back to my working place-&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Shv5sOR1ubI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EqeINnsGLFk/s1600-h/logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 115px; HEIGHT: 62px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340136321320335794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Shv5sOR1ubI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EqeINnsGLFk/s200/logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Shv1KtCy9nI/AAAAAAAAAHA/AV--XXPqFMc/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 323px; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340131347416675954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Shv1KtCy9nI/AAAAAAAAAHA/AV--XXPqFMc/s320/DSC00029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I used to work here as a temporary staff for two months after SPM… And it’s quite unbelievable that they still remember me after I left, I was just a temp staff after all… Yes, the world is like this, when you treat people nice, they’ll do the same thing to you and vice versa… So, respect people first if you want to earn their respects… ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-7668861235021457664?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/7668861235021457664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/7668861235021457664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-to-work.html' title='Back to work...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Shv5sOR1ubI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EqeINnsGLFk/s72-c/logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-6844883279857687018</id><published>2009-05-23T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:56:20.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Dumpling Festival...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of course I know, it’s a bit too early for dumpling festival right? But I definitely know that it is just around the corner… I’ve made some research, and for your information, dumpling festival for the year 2009 falls on 28th of May, it’s a Thursday! Dumpling festival which also known as Dragon boat festival or 端午节 in Chinese, is celebrated in honour of Qu Yuan, an ancient Chinese poet, bla bla bla… I don’t really remember the story, but who cares la right, for me, I just interested with dumplings…^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Talk about making dumplings, haha, of course it’s the time for my mum to flaunt her culinary skills again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First, let me introduce the ingredients used in making dumplings… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/ShazY8eFhVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LyGoJrtFV78/s1600-h/DSC00069.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338651649424852306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/ShazY8eFhVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LyGoJrtFV78/s320/DSC00069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From the left, some-kind-of beans, mushrooms, sliced curry chicken and glutinous rice… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;P/S: Kindly ignores the little foot in front of the rice pot. That belongs to my mum! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Shazjn2zkyI/AAAAAAAAAFg/eKXuIfmFCp4/s1600-h/DSC00082.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338651832869950242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Shazjn2zkyI/AAAAAAAAAFg/eKXuIfmFCp4/s320/DSC00082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last but not least, the dumpling leaves…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Next, procedures of making dumplings:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sha0G_8WFBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Z7sPI4wuWk0/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338652440631055378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sha0G_8WFBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Z7sPI4wuWk0/s320/DSC00073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. First, get a dumpling leaf and make sure that there is no hole or crack on the surface of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sha0QjA75kI/AAAAAAAAAFw/GGarqOuqeyg/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338652604664374850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sha0QjA75kI/AAAAAAAAAFw/GGarqOuqeyg/s320/DSC00074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Fold the leaf and shape it like a funnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sha0cD3SQwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/3CuHi-BhTMg/s1600-h/DSC00078.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338652802460828418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sha0cD3SQwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/3CuHi-BhTMg/s320/DSC00078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Fill up the funnel-shaped dumpling leaf with the ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sha0lLQDD5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/nmG4Bc7WG3M/s1600-h/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338652959062560658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sha0lLQDD5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/nmG4Bc7WG3M/s320/DSC00079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Now this is the most difficult part, you have to hold on the dumpling with a tenacious grip and fold the leaf covering the ingredients firmly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sha0tngycLI/AAAAAAAAAGI/uBcujYNjDtA/s1600-h/DSC00080.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338653104087920818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sha0tngycLI/AAAAAAAAAGI/uBcujYNjDtA/s320/DSC00080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Last step, tie the dumpling up with the string, according to mum, the string is actually a kind of seaweed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sha02T6UUjI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WsISKblrMpg/s1600-h/DSC00081.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338653253445112370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sha02T6UUjI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WsISKblrMpg/s320/DSC00081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Taddaa… Done! We’ll have to cook the dumplings for about 2 hours before they are edible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proudly present, my sifu!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sha0-nJxZUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ryE3MOgQFnc/s1600-h/DSC00083.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338653396049159490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/Sha0-nJxZUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ryE3MOgQFnc/s320/DSC00083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Undeniably, she is good, she has a pair of deft hand which can produce perfect dumplings… I always thought that bigger hands make everything easier, but I was wrong, I can’t even make a dumpling after the lucid lesson taught by my mum… The dumpling just collapsed in the end, very saddening but I have to admit that I really don’t have the aptitude for making dumplings... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-6844883279857687018?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/6844883279857687018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/6844883279857687018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-dumpling-festival.html' title='Happy Dumpling Festival...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/ShazY8eFhVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LyGoJrtFV78/s72-c/DSC00069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-6819494339150822926</id><published>2009-05-21T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T18:12:33.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At times, I wondered… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Should we tell lies or we shouldn’t?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When we tell the truth; we may hurt other people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When we tell lies; we may hurt ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Complicated isn’t it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-6819494339150822926?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/6819494339150822926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/6819494339150822926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/05/random.html' title='Random...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-2208786591592100674</id><published>2009-05-20T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:21:40.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies and gentlemen, please enjoy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The feeling of coming back home from national service was really good, but this satisfaction was soon conquered by the boringness staying at home without doing anything… So, as a very &lt;strong&gt;organized&lt;/strong&gt; person, I took the initiative to clean my book shelves (first time after SPM ^^)… I found this essay book, English essay book... For your information, I never get an A before for my English essay in my whole life, but still, I found this quite-interesting-essay written by me when I was form 4 or 5, couldn’t really remember… The title of the essay was: Write a story ending with “… I wish that I could take back my words.” And this is my story…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“Ring…” the bell rang. “Thank you Mr. Tan”. After greeting the teacher, everyone grabbed their bags and rushed out of the class. This is a normal phenomenon that often happened after four hours of biology class. All of a sudden, the classroom became tremendously silent. I slowly packed my books into my pink coloured bag that my brother presented me on my last birthday. I seemed to be very calm even though everyone had left the classroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I was busy packing my bag, a shadow blocked the sun rays that penetrated in through the windows of the classroom. A man appeared right in front of me. I slowly craned my head up and just what I had expected, he was Vince. Again, he gave me a teddy bear as usual and wished me good bye before he left. Not to mention that this was the 73rd teddy bear that he gave me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vince was one of my form 5 senior, he was tall and handsome. His mesmerizing eyes and the gorgeous smile on his face could really melt every girl’s heart. Yes, he was my boy friend, but there was something weird about him and I just couldn’t understand why he never mentioned that he loved me before even though we had coupled for more than two months. What he did was just giving me a teddy bear which I thought merely cost RM9.90 only each day. My small little bedroom was fully filled by the ever-increasing teddy bears that he gave me every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“Beep… beep”, the noise of my phone woke me up from my nap. I was wondering who on earth was so free to call me on such a beautiful Sunday. I picked up my phone lazily, surprisingly, it was Vince on the phone. I always thought that he knew me very well and he usually would not call me at such time expecting that I would be taking my nap. Vince called me to go down to the bus stop in front of my hostel to meet him. I was frustrated, but still, reluctantly I combed my hair and changed my shirt before going down to the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My first expression when I met him was ‘wow’. He was holding a teddy bear as usual, but the only difference was the teddy bear that day was much bigger than the usual ones. I was shocked and stunned for a while. He smiled and explained that it was the 100th day that we had known each other. I was happy because he actually counted all the days that we had been through. I held back my feelings and was trying to act cool. In response, I said to him: “Do not tell me all this if you cannot even tell me that you love me”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He was still smiling when I scolded him, he then slowly passed me the teddy bear. I was really unhappy at that moment so I swiped away the big teddy bear from his hands. The teddy bear fell down onto the road. Vince was shocked with my action, he quickly went down the road and picked up the teddy bear. Unfortunately, a bus came and accidentally knocked him down without noticing. Blood splashed all over the road, I was so panicked at the moment but I still managed to call for an ambulance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I followed Vince to the hospital with my hand holding tightly the teddy bear stained with Vince’s blood. Vince was sent into the emergency room right after he reached the hospital. No choice but I could only stay outside and pray hard for him. As I was waiting outside the emergency room, I looked at the teddy bear carefully. I noticed that there was a button on the bear’s nose. I pressed that button and the bear sounded: “I love you, I love you, I love you…” All of a sudden, guilt filled my heart and I finally realized why he had not said that he loved me before. I stared at the teddy bear and replied: “I love you too.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A few minutes later, the doctor came out, Vince was pronounced dead. I cried for a few hours on Vince’s death body before I went back home with a depressed feelings. Then, I checked the previous bears that he had gave me before. Shockingly, I found out that every of the bears said: “I love you” when I pressed the button on its nose. I laughed at myself, laughed at my selfishness and stupidity. I wish that I could take back my words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/ShKr8t-KV_I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8xjlRONcOp4/s1600-h/921-i_love_you_teddy_bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 106px; HEIGHT: 91px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337517568008280050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/ShKr8t-KV_I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8xjlRONcOp4/s200/921-i_love_you_teddy_bear.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-The End-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;People, you are allowed to laugh now… Told you, never get an A before for English essay what… Anyway, hope you enjoy the story…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-2208786591592100674?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/2208786591592100674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/2208786591592100674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/05/ladies-and-gentlemen-please-enjoy.html' title='Ladies and gentlemen, please enjoy...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/ShKr8t-KV_I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8xjlRONcOp4/s72-c/921-i_love_you_teddy_bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-5790614078959838106</id><published>2009-05-18T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T18:00:09.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing, "Steady Gangz"…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/ShDm8YTcUII/AAAAAAAAAAk/LgC-eCPg35c/s1600-h/DSC04201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337019483424575618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/ShDm8YTcUII/AAAAAAAAAAk/LgC-eCPg35c/s320/DSC04201.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is my so called ‘Steady Gangz’… 5 buddies from the left, me, Eason a.k.a. Gou Lou, Ah Yang, Ah Chun a.k.a. 360 a.k.a. Shan Ju, and See Kiat… We are steady, don’t we? Haha… One of the most precious and momentous occasion in my NS life for this one and a half months, was being able to know this gang of friends… We chit chatted together, ate together, shower together, slept together, played together, watched the sky brightened by millions of stars together during night time, confided together at times, flirted with girls together (this is the time where we can’t see Ah Yang…), get punished together (err.. spasmodically? Haha…), stripped Ah Piau together, ponteng together, and many many more…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, let me introduce to you one by one about how I approached them and get to be in the gang, be their buddy… For introduction, I need to reverse back to the moment I entered my dorm… As I just said, my dorm members seemed unfriendly, besides that, another reason why I wanted to leave the dorm so fast was because, there was no Chinese in the dorm… Perhaps there was one, lying at the far end corner there with a cap covering his face and he was sleeping, I guess… So, I thought he was some kind of weird people who don’t socialize with anyone, too afraid to disturb, I went down to the hall alone… After I went down again to the hall, met some friends from Selangor, Shazmiq, Max, Ching Kuan… and the list goes on… Actually I’ve known most of them even before reaching the camp… In the bus we had already known each other… After talking for a short period, the staff from the logistic started to make announcement, calling us to get our properties provided by the government from the logistic which located at the opposite of the hall… We have to go by order, from the first company to the last ones… So, I was in Charlie Company, which means the 3rd company, and that was why I got plenty of time to spend talking with friends before moving to the logistic… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the logistic, we lined up and sat down to receive our properties… Coincidently, the weird Chinese guy that I mentioned just now sat beside me… So I kind of paid some attention on him… We didn’t talk until we finished receiving all our belongings… Headed to the dorm then, it was time to bath… I don’t want to bath alone neither I want to bath with strangers… So, I took a deep breath, boosted up my courage, and I went to the far end and talked to the so called ‘weird Chinese guy’…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Two of his friends were with him, Wen Ji and Ah Wai… So, I introduced myself, and here comes the first member of Steady Gangz… His name is See Kiat, but I prefer calling his chiniese name…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/ShDr5bNnw1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZJ4Tn2BJq6s/s1600-h/See+Kiat.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337024930223997778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/ShDr5bNnw1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZJ4Tn2BJq6s/s320/See+Kiat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Kiat, he is the first Chinese guy that I knew in the camp… Undeniably I was impressed by his brain power, he always can come out with many impeccable master plans or ideas… For a simple example, my hanger can only at most hang an underwear, but for him, a simple hanger, he could hang 4 underwears… Impressive! Another cool attitude of his is that he’s very brave, he dared to go flirt with girls just like nobody’s business, even when the facilitators are all around… I guess that is a good thing also right? Haha, besides that, he got plenty of jokes in his brain, we exchanged jokes together sometimes and he has always been my best source of funny jokes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now, let’s move on to the second steady guy… Still on the first day of my NS life, after we bathed together, we went down again to the hall for dinner… When we were lining up, I could feel that someone is observing us, so I looked around and I found this guy, with his hair dyed in light gold colour… I was like, wow, this guy is hot… He approached us, or maybe I went to him, couldn’t remember clearly… But, one thing is for sure, we had some conversation and that’s it, the second Steady Gangz member… Sieh Yong, or we usually call him Ah Yang…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/ShD2w2y2XmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5LsYx5Yyzt0/s1600-h/Seh+Yong.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337036877636984418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/ShD2w2y2XmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5LsYx5Yyzt0/s320/Seh+Yong.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ah Yang, hmmm, for me I think, he’s the most handsome guy among 5 of us… He got a lot of knowledge, from A to Z, you can definitely just ask him anything… Besides handsome, he’s a funny person too, always make jokes that entertained us… Hmmm, I bet none of us can forget this: No, no, it’s not double S, it’s SPORTS ONE ONE ZERO S S YAMAHA (In our special tunes, tremendously funny ^^) Ermm, sorry to those that don’t understand… Ah Yang is also a very straight forward person, he scolded us when we did something wrong, not because of anything, just because he wants us to be a better person… I always salute him for being so caring to us, to his friends… Friendship is always the first on his priority list…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much for the first day after getting to know Ah Yang… Let’s move on to the second day: the day when trainees from Perak came… There were many Chinese came from Perak, especially from Ipoh… My dorm, which only has two Chinese fellers including me on the first day, increased to 7 Chinese guys on the second day… Yeah, all 5 of them came from Ipoh… Sam Tuck Chai, Ah Piau, Ah Meng, David and Eason… Yeah, Eason is our next buddy, my best&lt;br /&gt;buddy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/ShEVcmIr2hI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bFTYsrdmW7c/s1600-h/Eason.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337070614428244498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/ShEVcmIr2hI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bFTYsrdmW7c/s320/Eason.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eason, his real name is Ngai Seng, but calling him Gou Lou is preferred owing to his height… He is a simple and happy-go-lucky guy… He is the one whom I talked most to, I just love talking to him, and he makes me feel better after talking to him… He always been the victim whom I confide my problems or secret with, cause he can always turns all intricate stuffs into simple things… We could just chit chatted on the bed even after the exhausting activities where everyone in the dorm was sleeping like decease… Besides that, he is very generous, always spent money to buy some junk food to share together with us… I feel bad when he does that, cause I can never pay back him by treating him and everyone as my wallet is always empty… Sad case…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here comes the last guy that I want to introduce… First and foremost, I’ll start off with how I get to know him… I went back home for a whole week holidays after 4 days staying in the camp due to the interview that I had to attend… Holiday, of course it was nice, I enjoyed my whole one week although I need to go for trainings and interview… Too bad time flies without waiting, before I could blink, it was already the time for me to go back to the camp again… I appreciated the last two hours of car journey before reaching the camp… Well then when I’m back to the camp, of course, first thing, I went to search for my friends… I saw the agonized faces of Charlie members in the dining hall, they were all excited to see my return, but I detected one unfamiliar face, I thought, maybe this guy is in after I’m out for my holidays… So we introduced ourselves to each other… His name is Wen Chun, our next member… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/ShEb-PNVF6I/AAAAAAAAABE/PJxTd35xgpQ/s1600-h/Wen+Chun.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337077789459027874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/ShEb-PNVF6I/AAAAAAAAABE/PJxTd35xgpQ/s320/Wen+Chun.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wen Chun or Ah Chun, talk about his name, he got many… Malays called him 360 (Tiga Enam Kosong), Indians called him San Ju (Babi Hutan), and we all, are free to call him any names… He can said to be the most interesting friend in the gang… Being an avid joker, his stupid jokes, inane movements, and his crazy remarks can just cheer us up to the max… At first before I knew him better, I thought he was a gangster, his look was rather turbulent, and stream of invectives can easily flow out from his mouth, maybe it was because of the environment of his, that’s why we can easily find dirty words from each of his sentences… Basically, he is a very nice guy, he’s helpful in many ways, for an example, getting whole packet of bread back to the dorm and get scolding from both canteen aunty and the Malays had always been his job… Thank you San Ju, I always wanted to say that… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-5790614078959838106?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/5790614078959838106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/5790614078959838106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/05/introducing-steady-gangz.html' title='Introducing, &quot;Steady Gangz&quot;…'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/ShDm8YTcUII/AAAAAAAAAAk/LgC-eCPg35c/s72-c/DSC04201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7687317677263375029.post-1092329896723584688</id><published>2009-05-17T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:57:17.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salam Khidmat Negara...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It came,&lt;br /&gt;The day finally came,&lt;br /&gt;“The day of sorrow”, they said,&lt;br /&gt;“The day of tears”, I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been slow,&lt;br /&gt;Creeping slow,&lt;br /&gt;Crawling inch by inch for the first few weeks,&lt;br /&gt;Then, with the sudden rush of the adrenaline,&lt;br /&gt;It speeded up,&lt;br /&gt;As quick as lightning,&lt;br /&gt;Till the very end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be the pit stop,&lt;br /&gt;The farewell,&lt;br /&gt;The end of everything,&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE waking up at the early of the dawn,&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE sleeping before midnight strikes,&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE sweat dripping from the epidermis of a skin,&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE curses shouted when tiredness overruled a homosapien,&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE……..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s over now,&lt;br /&gt;THIS is a once in a lifetime experience,&lt;br /&gt;THIS is a part of a journey,&lt;br /&gt;THIS is a memoir,&lt;br /&gt;MY MEMOIR….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story begins when the check list for trainees who have been chosen to attend national service 2009 is released...Solemnly enough, I entered the regarding website and I slowly typed my IC number to check whether I’m the ‘lucky’ person or not... I waited for the result in a state of trepidation, and to my astonishment, this was what I saw…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/ShDj7_6Hw-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/gnq5m6UcNvE/s1600-h/DSC00059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337016178341037026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/ShDj7_6Hw-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/gnq5m6UcNvE/s320/DSC00059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stunned, my eyes widen, jaws dropped and silence overruled for several minutes... It was so unbelievable, I have an elder sister, and she got chosen for national service too 2 years ago, so to tell the truth, I had much confidence that I will NOT be chosen… Anyway, knowing that reality is always cruel, I tried to accept it impassively…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, name of my camp is KEM SENTOSA, CHENDERIANG TAPAH PERAK... I like the name of my camp, cause sentosa means peaceful and serene, which is also the lifestyle that I desire for... Hoping that my NS life would really be like the name of the camp, I went to the pickup point on the day informed…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The place was crowded with a medley of different races of people, but still, I managed to make friends with some Chinese who came all the way from puchong… Fish &amp;amp; Alwin… Sitting in the bus travelling to the camp, together we chit chatted a lot about our backgrounds and personal details… At that moment, I thought: it’s not as bad as what I had imagined, I got to know friends even when I haven’t reach the camp… So I started to have some hope for the next 3 months surviving in the camp…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After a 3 hours journey, we finally arrived… When I got out of the bus, ‘wow’ was the word that I mentioned… I stood as stiffly as a toy soldier, looking at the camp which is surrounded by mountains with different altitude, creating striking scenery…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/ShDk1JOxG7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/2WGNs99Aqiw/s1600-h/090411182158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337017160096095154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/ShDk1JOxG7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/2WGNs99Aqiw/s320/090411182158.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My camp is beautiful… It is the most beautiful camp in Perak according to one of the facilitator… I started to fell in love with this ‘cruel reality’ which I first mentioned, the attracting sceneries of my camp diminished the negative feelings of mine towards national service… So I thought, national service is not that bad after all... Things went smooth until we went to register our name at the counter… Fish, Alwin and I were separated into 3 different dorms and 3 different companies… Felling a little bit of disappointed, together, we carried our luggage and moved into our dorms…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;G5 is my dorm, and it looked like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/ShDlQVXgwII/AAAAAAAAAAc/7bqygkwWwwY/s1600-h/DSC04199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337017627210465410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/ShDlQVXgwII/AAAAAAAAAAc/7bqygkwWwwY/s320/DSC04199.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, after settled down my entire luggage by placing them into the cupboard given, I went down again to the hall… P/S: I went down fast cause people in my dorm seemed unfriendly!!! Opps, I meant my first impression when I reached the dorm ok, don’t get offended, friends… ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7687317677263375029-1092329896723584688?l=ybyeongbin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/1092329896723584688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7687317677263375029/posts/default/1092329896723584688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/2009/05/salam-khidmat-negara.html' title='Salam Khidmat Negara...'/><author><name>Yeong Bin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05096346135151231756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/TLMsdFV0sXI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ym_PIGi_klQ/S220/DSC00407.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1tbPU9-oXag/ShDj7_6Hw-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/gnq5m6UcNvE/s72-c/DSC00059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
