<?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-5749360887703309414</id><updated>2011-12-28T11:41:46.596+08:00</updated><category term='english learning'/><title type='text'>Growing Up with Me</title><subtitle type='html'>witness my changes as time passes by~~~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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summary or even a conclusion of my journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i started this blog, my purpose was to find an event to fill the emptiness in me  ,a place to hide from my problems and  reasons to rationalise running away from my problems. u guys always heard me complaining , regretting because could not embrace myself to face my problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i entered form 6. i said to my self  'face my problems it's now or never' . so i embrace myself although with fear to join the activity they also participate in as AJK .  because i wasted all the time we could work together and have fun, running away. so i feel like i am given a second chance to see how it is working and have fun with them. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i walked the road not taken&lt;/span&gt;( great thanks to &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Chu Yong&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Han Min&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started talking to the friends that i afraid of my whole life. and the more i talked to them i found they don't think the same the way i think of me ! as a traitor. and started to bond a little( at least there is no wall between us).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah so relived, never thought it would be so easy....and this time i really felt growing up. because i have overcome my fear...hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-6770010648248013095?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/6770010648248013095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2011/12/well-i-have-walked-long-way-and-finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;我相信每个人对这个假期定下许多的目标：&lt;br /&gt;1。 要读完多少本书。&lt;br /&gt;2。 要到哪里去玩。&lt;br /&gt;3。 等等。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天我随同我bio班的朋友到槟城玩。翰闵的最疯狂了，穿着内裤在海滩跑来跑去。&lt;br /&gt;他说要玩只是在这假期，开学就没时间玩了，开学就认真读书，拼了，不再去想玩了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他这句话让我深思， 我是否好好利用我这假期。有的！！！（我很肯定）&lt;br /&gt;我利用这个假期 to settle things with my past.我很光荣，也很自豪，因为我成功了。&lt;br /&gt;我勇敢面对我一直不敢面对的人群（男警）（rc camp 时）&lt;br /&gt;经过尝试，我成功揭开心结！！！好轻松啊！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我缺乏的不是人家的认同，而是认同自己的勇气！&lt;br /&gt;我要勇敢！！！面对一切！！！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-4763885764159862047?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/4763885764159862047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2011/06/daily-diary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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activity made me realise, i am still not strong enough (mentally amd physically).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will strive to make my self to be stronger so that i could protect help others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-6168869320219459330?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/6168869320219459330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2011/05/every-day-diary.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/6168869320219459330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/6168869320219459330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-1428530274720821607</id><published>2011-05-21T15:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T16:08:32.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>打开绿屋，晒晒阳光!</title><content type='html'>弟弟从小就皮得很 ，大人的话永远都进不了弟弟的耳朵。不懂事故的弟弟让我们一家大小都为他担心，担心将来他将如何踏入社会独立生活。几个星期弟弟还遇上了车祸， 幸好， 只受了皮外伤，但也足够让我们一家来个破胆之惊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天早上， 弟弟要到怡保整理宿舍和准备上学，虽然这到怡保只要一个多钟头的车程，但这还是弟弟第一次需要离开家这么长的时间（五年）。我并没有随他一同去， 因为正在考试，只有父母陪他。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;弟弟离开家前，我发现他好像成长了几分， 发出的气息不同了，有成熟的味道。这是我才肯定他已经准备好了。 我给他一个拥抱，叮咛他‘长大了要乖乖啊’！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人人说‘离开家的孩子才会成长’果然不虚！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;弟弟加油！！！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-1428530274720821607?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-7743214142808195885</id><published>2011-05-01T19:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T20:54:53.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my past school life was miserable, at then i thought, am i going to let my school life to end with nothing.'no of course!' So with the feeling of having an uncompleted mission to complete i decide to return to school to pursue form 6 studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well a year has passed and time has prove me right. going back to form six give me the time to think about what happened and what i did during the lower forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to start with, i ask my self , 'why was i feeling so miserable in all those years'&lt;br /&gt;first i thought it was because i kept quit going for school activities then slowly my friends become lesser and my academic achievements wasn't as good as before. while seeing my friends become more successful, i feel depressed and i even look down on my self. for short before i quit uniform body activities i was somebody but after i quit i was no body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i come to realise that i quit the activity because choose to do so and i believe i would make my own stunning achievement, but luck wasn't on my side, i participate many other clubs but i am still no body, slowly i lost my confidence, then i start to think that i had made the wrong choice to quit and then started to grab on the 'little things' the good memories and high achievement, i had before i quit school activities, i was very afraid to think that i have become a no body , instead i recall how good i used to be. and ever since that i had been living in 'i used to be very good'. slowly i give up and forget why i quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pursuing form 6 remind me of all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i could stop feeling miserable, i quit activities because i choose to and i believe that i could to better differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time i am going to make my school life a better one and i believe i can make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with this attitude ,i believe it will make a very big and beautiful 'full stop' to my smjk jit sin life.!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-240919867009093412</id><published>2011-01-26T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T20:51:56.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>recently , undergoing self transforming!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-240919867009093412?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/240919867009093412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2011/01/recently-undergoing-self-transforming.html#comment-form' title='0 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me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/TRXjeMVwKpI/AAAAAAAAAP0/01LAoVQ0oRY/s1600/chef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554595823279418002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/TRXjeMVwKpI/AAAAAAAAAP0/01LAoVQ0oRY/s400/chef.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whitney Mmiller&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/TRXjd0XitLI/AAAAAAAAAPs/EKoqvEflA3Q/s1600/m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554595816844473522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/TRXjd0XitLI/AAAAAAAAAPs/EKoqvEflA3Q/s400/m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matthew Koon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/TRXjdsYujoI/AAAAAAAAAPk/r0h4uE950Mk/s1600/r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 183px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554595814701960834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/TRXjdsYujoI/AAAAAAAAAPk/r0h4uE950Mk/s400/r.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Randy Phausch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-2088506610617648669?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/2088506610617648669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2010/12/people-who-inspires-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-9157362760611133582</id><published>2010-12-18T08:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T08:41:56.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be inspired!!!</title><content type='html'>Today, as in any other original day, i woke up from bed , had my breakfast and sit in front of the the computer, blogging. But there will some thing different about today, is that i will change my way of living for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was inspired with the 'Last Lecture' that Randy Pausch gave, and i will live the right way as he said life is short and we cant afford to waste it. in his lecture on time management, i learned a lot about how to manage time and the importance of managing your time.he said time management is important to make sure that you enjoy your life and also live the fullest out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also he said we all should find the things we are passionate with, maybe you haven't found it but never give up on finding it. As you find it,do it and hold on to it every day because this will remind you about the lovely and happy things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be passionate with every moment in your life, you will find yourself 'richer' than others...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-9157362760611133582?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/9157362760611133582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2010/12/be-inspired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/9157362760611133582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/9157362760611133582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2010/12/be-inspired.html' title='be inspired!!!'/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-5042661797916506363</id><published>2010-12-13T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T23:07:02.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The dreams we pursue the things we want are different from each other . This makes the path we choose in life so different. So there is no meaning in competing with others. &lt;br /&gt;We will achieve greater happiness when we use our life to create miracles not just by competing with friends.&lt;br /&gt;Family and friends are important as they keep you accompanied, alert you so that you are moving in the right path.&lt;br /&gt;Yet they can't walk you till the end of life. You will have to continue on your own journey.&lt;br /&gt;Be remind that you are always alone in your journey of life. So if you have family or friends walking the same path with you at the moment , be greatful that you are accompanied.&lt;br /&gt;The joy of life is to show gratitude to whatever you encounter or have and admire others for their goods.&lt;br /&gt;Now this is life and how i see it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-5042661797916506363?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/5042661797916506363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2010/12/dreams-we-pursue-things-we-want-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/5042661797916506363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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the past even thought we have not achieve economic development such today's, we lived in the world of full respect to each another and with dignity. but look at us today so materialised and selfish, every first thought run through our tiny minds are always the money and ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, my mun hire an Filipino maid to clean our house from 2pm-7pm. she worked non stopped. i asked my mum how much she paid for this, she said RM 40 but the bulk of this money does not go to the maid herself but to her agent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the maid said herself that once she she forget to bring her own drinking water to work , the 'Mam' refuse to give her drinking water, and worse, she is not allow to take a small break during 2pm till 7.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i agree that we should make full use of time and the thing we buy so that we dont waste them. but come on guys, a maid is no a tool nor a thing she is a living human beings with flesh and blood like us. please have pity on them. and show some consideration to them. they come here ,far away from home ,family and friends, to work. they work like hell here yet they earn so little . so shouldn't we show some sympathy to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before she gone back mum offer her to have her dinner here . it was the least we could do. we were pleased that she ate all the food....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-8597218573521115301?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/8597218573521115301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2010/11/oh-my-dear-malaysia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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103marks, wow nearly fail!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-7128305793824949574?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/7128305793824949574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2010/10/ha-ha-happy-passed-my-grade-5-piano.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/7128305793824949574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/7128305793824949574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2010/10/ha-ha-happy-passed-my-grade-5-piano.html' title=''/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-8157427859141101430</id><published>2010-10-07T17:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T18:21:20.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i had some distraction that have caused me to not concentrate on any task given. since i gain my driving licence i ve been car pooling with my friends to school and i am the driver. the disturbance was that i want to go to school 5 minutes earlier so that i could prepare for any unexpectancy and have a save, slow journey to school; but sadly, my fiend does not want that, they say they feel very 'prawn' (boring) waiting at school for the class to start. come on La 5 minutes wont kill you la. then this morning i went to fetch them as usual, they made me wait outside a few minutes so that they could arrive at school at the time they most favor.&lt;br /&gt;at that time i was angry and disappointed because firstly is because they dont respect me as the driver and secondly is that they dont know how to think and prepare for any unexpectancy all they know is 'aya boring la! lazy lo! no mood la!'. in the globalize world today, this kind of habit is unacceptable.you dont be fast or hardworking you will easily being lag far behind.&lt;br /&gt;and this is the thing that has distracted me till just now. &lt;br /&gt;and now i realise that i should not be such 'narrow hearted' because this is just a small matter. i dream to be a teacher, a profession that require one to accommodate any thing big or small, good or bad like the ocean containing the waste and pollutant of mans kind and billions of different aquatic life forms, like the universe that contains every thing ;in order to become a good tutor and to teach all.&lt;br /&gt;whether they intended or accidental make me wait for them , i dont care , i will still arrive at their house same time every day, i have done my part and the rest is up to the fate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-8157427859141101430?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/8157427859141101430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2010/10/today-i-had-some-distraction-that-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/8157427859141101430'/><link 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better.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be a teacher, a language teacher. i want to travel the world to speak and teach different languages ;and experience different culture.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be a teacher, to educate the world; to make the world a better place to live in , with no literacy , no hunger, no poverty or and war ; just peace and Harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be a teacher ;not just an ordinary teacher,but the best teacher . i might have to endeavour more , and score my STPM with excellent results to earn myself a place in the best teaching school the world could offer!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-1704226256027429351?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/1704226256027429351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-dreams-to-be-realize.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/1704226256027429351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/1704226256027429351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-dreams-to-be-realize.html' title='my dreams to be realize'/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-4686919514439957501</id><published>2009-12-30T00:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T00:07:10.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi</title><content type='html'>hi there all, I'll be away for two and a half month to attend the national service. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i will make a lot of friends there and most of all i will enjoy my self there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait till you witness my new hair cut after NS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-4686919514439957501?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/4686919514439957501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/4686919514439957501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/4686919514439957501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi.html' title='hi'/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-3124406979108507806</id><published>2009-11-23T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T00:11:06.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confession to make...</title><content type='html'>of all these years i wondered what has gone wrong with me. first i felt i lost something(but don't know what was it) then i convinced myself that if i were to lost something, at the same time i gain some thing too(without knowing what i had gained).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i finally know what i have been searching for for all these years. it's the thing i gave up long ago, it's friendship. i isolated my self, far beyond the reach of everyone else for a long long time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thanks to 5s8, i am freed from isolation.they gave me the sweetness of friendship that i have never tasted before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i have regained the friendship (that i lost and gave up before), i have learnt to cherish it always, hold it tightly and never gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are no special thanks to anyone in 5s8/2008, because you all are very special.special and precious indeed to me. thanks all of you for accompany me along the journey of 2009. love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly i wanted to say i am very lucky meeting you and be with you.&lt;br /&gt;and thanks rhu yann for the advice and the lonely and lost most moments you accompanied me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-3124406979108507806?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/3124406979108507806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/11/confession-to-make.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/3124406979108507806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/3124406979108507806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/11/confession-to-make.html' title='confession to make...'/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-1654483042113073683</id><published>2009-11-23T15:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T15:11:56.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>again my views have broaden, i learnt that there are more global language besides Chinese and English, like french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decide to learn more language after my spm exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more language = more knowledge = more chance = brighter prospect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-1654483042113073683?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/1654483042113073683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/11/again-my-views-have-broden-i-learnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/1654483042113073683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/1654483042113073683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/11/again-my-views-have-broden-i-learnt.html' title=''/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-8916124935452017978</id><published>2009-10-31T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T01:32:24.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>message to myself</title><content type='html'>this is for the future me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you feel lost in the future, try to remember that once in the past you felt lost during your spm exam year, confused between ' give it your best and hope for the best' and 'results are everything , no results your are nothing'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this eleventh hour, where by there is no much time left to prepare for the exam, should you endeavour more and accept what ever the outcome that maybe your chance to be 'success' or thinking that there is not enough time left to prepare to get a perfect result and give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is not only about results, the experience you get is far more valuable and meaningful...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-8916124935452017978?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/8916124935452017978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/10/message-to-myself.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/8916124935452017978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/8916124935452017978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/10/message-to-myself.html' title='message to myself'/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-4562238782294007911</id><published>2009-09-17T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T22:01:48.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeh !!! today's the last day for me taking eam in jit sin as a jitsin student. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i recall...many things had happned in my school life...and i learnt a lot of my self and others.&lt;br /&gt;i was a problematic person for i was easily influence by my friends and most of all was my parents.especially my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he had influence me in many ways. some may be good but all i remambered was the bads. i wont forget the sorrow he gaved. he is very selfish all he thinks about is himself and his 'buddies'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately i haved grew up, i am 17 this year. i will work hard and study hard and i will be a better husband and a better father than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always thought all i have for my high school life is regrets.now have changed my view because i finally met a friend ,and not just any friend, he is a kind of friend that can share thoughts and every thing, he respect me and i respect him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will never give up any thing that i think its very precious to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks god!!!thanks Buddha!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-4562238782294007911?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-6990192093689425999</id><published>2009-08-31T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T00:44:05.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish to have a shadow that heals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-6990192093689425999?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/6990192093689425999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wish-to-have-shadow-that-heals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/6990192093689425999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/6990192093689425999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wish-to-have-shadow-that-heals.html' title=''/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-8184231899413751392</id><published>2009-08-31T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T00:36:35.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you are very lucky...</title><content type='html'>reaching 21st century, 6.6billion soles living on earth 4.4 is enduring poverty: starvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is not much i can do but appreciate, appreciate what i have now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-8184231899413751392?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/8184231899413751392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-are-very-lucky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/8184231899413751392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/8184231899413751392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-are-very-lucky.html' title='you are very lucky...'/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-5260677059045076832</id><published>2009-08-05T14:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T16:08:09.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in this world of every thing is possible, we have many kinds of people around. good ones, bad ones, pretty ones, ugly ones, normal ones and abnormal ones... unluckily all those distinction were created by man themselves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually everyone is special, despite being special most of them prefer to be normal and they and wanted other to be normal too or they would alienate him for being different .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well lets just not be too stress about this ,because everyone has his own rule of judging a particular person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always wander why i like kids so much and today i found out that it's because they are simple, cutie and always smiling...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-5260677059045076832?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/5260677059045076832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-this-world-of-every-thing-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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wondered that why was it that my olahraga club mates always won prizes for every competition and i didn't. at first i thought it might be that they entered the club earlier than me. and this made them to be more experienced and their basis were better. then i realised that i was wrong. it was their endeavour, their self discipline, their willingness to strive to do their best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it was a few day's ago that i realise my mistake, i was chatting with my friend while leaving the school and he brought up a topic about a class mate of his which was a club mate of mine . he said that she is so 'geng' in her studies. and he mention about her self discipline , which was very good, that although the whole class was so busy talking when there was no teacher in the class, she dint even bordered about her friend and kept on doing her maths or revisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend said, ' isn't that all the athletic are like that ( which meant very self disciplined)?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought thought of it for a moment then i simply answered him ,'ya'&lt;br /&gt;i was too ashamed to answer him the question, because i as the athletic dint have self discipline as much as they (club mates) do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went home and thought of it for a long time. i have done some flashback. finally i found the answer for my failure in both academic and sports. it was me all along, my habit had cost me to pay the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from now on, i will be more self disciplined , and know my responsibilities at all times(maybe not all but most of the time.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: pupils of 5s8 i hoped that you all have the same awakening as i do. work hard to achieve success and leave all regrets behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have one more month to study for our tra-exam&lt;br /&gt;gambate!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-6862760375800456987?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/6862760375800456987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/07/self-discipline.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/6862760375800456987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/6862760375800456987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/07/self-discipline.html' title='self discipline'/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-4723350243575091197</id><published>2009-07-01T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:32:57.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blessing or curse</title><content type='html'>sadly or gratefully i pronounced i have been chosen to participate in the next National Service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a blessing or a curse? i wondered...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-4723350243575091197?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-7814008603338783351</id><published>2009-06-28T17:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T18:42:34.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hugs!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hugs huh?&lt;br /&gt;i like it . it reminds me of my childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;information&lt;/span&gt;, when i was little i always preferred a hug as reward for something i did ratter than a gift or something. i thought that hugs are more meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was a child i always help out in the house chores then mum would ask me what i want or would give me some money as appreciation. not accepting any of that, i suggested to mum that 'why not give me a warm hug and praise me as a good boy, then she is like very cool with it and i rush into her belly. she hugged me and kissed me and say: "Oh! my good boy...what a good boy you are."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and every night i would also hug her and kisses her before i go to bed. oh ya i also hug my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hug, hug, hug...many years have passed now i am already a young adult, yet the habit of hugging doesn't to wear off. now i hug both my parents but less then the past. especially my dad he is now working at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;perlis&lt;/span&gt; and would return home once a week. and that day we hug a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hagging is like the best body language for me. well its odd to practice it publicly in Asia. sadly for the Asia culture sake i think i would not hug in public. so don't worry all of you out there, when you meet me, i would not hug you for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my 'early ages' why I'm so in to the 'hugging'. its just because i read an article that talk about grandmother, Rose and her granddaughter,Sam. rose always hug &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sam&lt;/span&gt; during bed-times.&lt;br /&gt;as time flew by, Sam grew up. she feel very humiliated to do so. so as she went to sleep she locked her door so that her grandmother could not come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a month went by, every thing was alright until one day when rose was admitted to a hospital because of some 'old-folks-illness'. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sam's&lt;/span&gt; regretted after her parents told her that rose's old now and she might pass away any time soon and every night rose fear that she would not weak up again to see her granddaughter again and might not be able to say good bye to her precious granddaughter so she hug her every night to make sure no regrets is left by both rose and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sam&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the incident &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sam&lt;/span&gt; learnt her lesson, she even went to rose's bedroom before rose does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sam&lt;/span&gt; hugged rose and rose hugged &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sam&lt;/span&gt;. no regrets would ever form between them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya i am so touch after i read it. i decided to hug my parents whenever i have the chance. although they would find it irritating, i continue hugging them for fear i would not be able to hug them one day. till that day i shall not have any regrets of having no chance to show my feelings towards my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum dad i will always love you, like you love me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-7814008603338783351?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/7814008603338783351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/06/hugs.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/7814008603338783351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/7814008603338783351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/06/hugs.html' title='Hugs!!!'/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-8600334391718626540</id><published>2009-06-24T15:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:28:05.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>live towards perfection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;recently i dont know how and also why, my life's getting better and better.i feet as if i am in form two again . no more miserable life for me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its my exam results or just that i had been phrased from someone. i fell good every day and every moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could smile again as if my confident towards myself had build up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...i would say that i like myself again...ya i should say it out loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EIK HONG!!!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiss..kiss..s...s...&lt;br /&gt;haha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-8600334391718626540?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/8600334391718626540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/06/live-towards-perfection.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/8600334391718626540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/8600334391718626540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/06/live-towards-perfection.html' title='live towards perfection'/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-8859567689704431503</id><published>2009-06-21T21:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:51:16.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fathers day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today is fathers day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its because of this father come back from perlis (where currently he works at) (to celebrate with his family.or to spend time with his family.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew it must be the reason that he came back , so this morning i asked him weather in the afternoon where would he want to go. so we decided to go to the water fall at kilim, kedah there for a picnic' although it was a hot day. despite the weather, i focused on the main idea that is to spend time together.i wander if father knows why i decided to go picnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet i still not wish him a happy fathers' day... maybe i will wish him when he goes to bed tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck. and father : HAPPY FATHERS' DAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-8859567689704431503?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/8859567689704431503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/8859567689704431503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/8859567689704431503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html' title='fathers day.'/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-3333750410427288982</id><published>2009-06-21T11:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:51:39.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wishes granted! population of good person increase by one</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well just got my result for my mid-year-examination. its quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;okey&lt;/span&gt; really but not very good at all. every subjects were just about the passing mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i should be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; where many of my classmate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; pass some of their subs. its as if the Buddha had heard my wishes that is not to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;disappoint&lt;/span&gt; my mun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to your generosity great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Amitabha&lt;/span&gt;! i promise i would be a good boy all the time from now on wards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-3333750410427288982?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/3333750410427288982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-just-got-my-result-for-my-mid-year.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/3333750410427288982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/3333750410427288982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-just-got-my-result-for-my-mid-year.html' title='wishes granted! population of good person increase by one'/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-8825496853655965151</id><published>2009-05-31T10:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:52:03.628+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english learning'/><title type='text'>learning english</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;recently&lt;/span&gt; , i am in the hunger of learning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; ,after my friend in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;USM&lt;/span&gt; gave me the inspiration to do so. and then i discover a web site for learning good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbclearningenglish.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.bbclearningenglish.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a good source for English learner. it is both interesting and effective in learning English. it has web cast program ,quizzes, and story books. it is the stage for the global to speak English, write English, use English, and most of all learn English together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, why wait, do it now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: any question? suggestion? please feel free to leave a comment here.&lt;br /&gt;and also if you have any kinds of English learning program or an advice please share it with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks, happy learning English!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-8825496853655965151?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/8825496853655965151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/05/learning-english.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/8825496853655965151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/8825496853655965151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/05/learning-english.html' title='learning english'/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-8048332268557396283</id><published>2009-05-17T19:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:52:24.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PANDA-MAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;have you all ever heard about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MAN WOLF&lt;/span&gt;. they say the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;man wolf&lt;/span&gt; was a human before it transformed into the half-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;beast&lt;/span&gt;. it was when the full moon hung in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;middle&lt;/span&gt; of the clear night sky .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my case or for most of the students, we would transformed into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;PANDA MAN&lt;/span&gt; while the exam season strikes. it is an odd &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;phenomena&lt;/span&gt; even the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;intelligent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;professor&lt;/span&gt; could not make a clue out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;arr&lt;/span&gt;... i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; to go now i m turning into ... a... PAN.. PAN.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : any bamboo? i am starving...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-8048332268557396283?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/8048332268557396283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/05/panda-man.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/8048332268557396283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/8048332268557396283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/05/panda-man.html' title='PANDA-MAN'/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-596970883615758391</id><published>2009-04-25T16:48:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:52:49.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>regrets of high school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the role of parents doesn't change much since humans civilisation begins. they always do things that they think it might be good for you , but somehow it disappointed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i myself have been through that,at first i thought that i wont be the one to undergo it, ya i thought that i was very Lucky, but it ended when i realize the fact that a large piece of me is missing. especially the piece of my high school's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in high school people participate actively in curriculum activities and they have most fun form it. when they graduate these thing will become the sweet memory of high school in them. but my mum doesn't want me to participate actively in the activeties to prevent my results from 'rolling down the hills' and so i quit going for my cadet police and my prefect board and join the 'not so active ones' which i don't like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a result, despite i don't have the sweet memory my result go timbering down the hills. ask me why, the answer is my heart wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there i learnt my lesson , dare to stand up for ureself and don't give up easily just because some one Else's word as well as don't choose some thing just because they are easier,make u more popular but choose the one the u feel like going or doing and that u like it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-596970883615758391?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/596970883615758391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/04/regrats-of-high-school.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/596970883615758391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/596970883615758391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/04/regrats-of-high-school.html' title='regrets of high school'/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-2281108349567095209</id><published>2009-04-04T20:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:53:21.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me the meanie-o-brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i always thought that i do not have tempter, but i found out i have big tempered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the issue just took place a few minuets ago when i have a fight with my younger brother over school shoes, stockings and a pail of rain water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before this happened, the story began yesterday when i came home from school exhausted, it was raining so i decided to collect rain water form the roof to wash my school shoes and help my brother with his too. i worked so hard to collect the water, then i taught of asking my brother to help me to bring the heavy pails of water from outside into the house as a requite of helping him wash his shoes, but he refuse to help out, i was angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day the shoes was still wet so my brother bring the shoes out to put them under the sun, all the same was done to the stockings. then he forgot to keep it before the rain poured, the shoes was wet again and the stalking flew over the muddy floor of the garden, my anger grew as he keep searching for the umbrella to keep him away from the rain, then i taught, WHAT THE HACK! this little rain also want an umbrella (actually it was not so small, just my anger had its affect over my mind) then he dump his school shoes into two pails of water that i collect yesterday(i was boiling hot) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then uncontrollably i shouted at anger , used all my strength to bring up the pails of water pouring down on him .then it began, our fight. in the fight i hit him hard. after the fight i washed my shoes again , then i found out the shoes had been polished, it wasn't me, then who did it? oh it was my brother all along he helped me polish my shoe while he put the shoes under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its here's me writing my regrets. i know i that was wrong and i have accepted the fact that i am being hot tempter, over reacted over small things , mean to my brother for all these time ,that i refuse to accept the fact since i was four when my mother has been telling me me since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was done could not be undo. all left to do is to change my attitude. oh my dear brother sorry for all these years. i promise i will change and u will be the first to witness it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-2281108349567095209?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/2281108349567095209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-meanie-o-brother.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/2281108349567095209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/2281108349567095209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-meanie-o-brother.html' title='me the meanie-o-brother'/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-2980292947808429022</id><published>2009-02-19T21:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:32:54.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stressed...</title><content type='html'>feel stressed about :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINANCIAL PROBLEMS&lt;br /&gt;1. now father has no job&lt;br /&gt;2. my tuition classes need money&lt;br /&gt;3. my piano class needs money&lt;br /&gt;4. my school bus needs money&lt;br /&gt;5. my school wants a lot of money from all the students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately, my mum still has her job. the situation now is still "under control" but now we be very thrifty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MINE FUTURE n NOW PROBLEMS&lt;br /&gt;1. this year is my last year studying in high school&lt;br /&gt;2. the SPM is coming soon&lt;br /&gt;3. i still have no mood and time to study&lt;br /&gt;4. but i wanna go over seas to study&lt;br /&gt;5. i don't know what subject should i should i choose&lt;br /&gt;6. i don't know what am i wanna going yo be in the future&lt;br /&gt;7. i don't know which path should be taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, i don't even have a clue about my future... and WHAT AM I DOING NOW!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-2980292947808429022?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/2980292947808429022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/02/stressed.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/2980292947808429022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/2980292947808429022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/02/stressed.html' title='stressed...'/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-5422291828886882339</id><published>2009-01-11T19:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:43:03.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009,开学啦！！！</title><content type='html'>啊~开学的第一个星期，一下子就过去了。我今年进的班级是5S8，是理科班的第七班，因为5S6是文科班。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;进班上课后，我觉得今年这班很不错。不会像我去年那班一样吵。凭良心说我很很很喜欢今年这班，因为我很很很恨去年那班。去年那班真是‘烂’到难以形容。其实那年班上只不过有几只‘害群烂马’（请恕我滥用成语，我实在是太痛恨他们了）班上就乱个天地颠倒。而且这些烂马很喜欢热老师生气，害得我们不得上课还背着‘坏班’的骂名。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老天爷不公平，已成为事实。那些烂马竟然都进班了，唯有我们这些‘池鱼’退班。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;开学的第一天班主任进班，执行它在也是不过的任务了：选班委。老师选了正班长后便要选副的。但是谁也不想当。所以老师便说要看名字璇，他拿起半句名单，看了看，全部人都很担心会被选中。几分钟后，老师便提出人选。Har!!!有没有搞错，班上整整40个人，好选不选偏偏选我，我的名字有那么特别吗？？？那时跟老师争辩下去也是无济于事，我只好认啦！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;开学一个星期过了。在这一个星期内使我以前到现在的学年，最有效率的一个星期。也许今年我考SPM呱。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的数学补习老师告诉我们：‘看你们下半辈子是喝粥还是吃饭就看你们今年了’。SPM有那么可怕吗？是的！就是那么可怕。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好啦！这个星期要说的也说完了。诸各位SPM考生学业进步，也奉劝高一生不要虚度光阴，真正的努力是从高一开始。。。^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-5422291828886882339?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/5422291828886882339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/5422291828886882339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/5422291828886882339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009,开学啦！！！'/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-4936447066255424151</id><published>2009-01-03T22:42:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:51:41.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NS- nasional servise training</title><content type='html'>today is the day of the week where parents got to visit their children in the camp ...&lt;br /&gt;for your imformation my cousin,Ah Farn was selected to join the first badge NS training, now she is in undergoing this training...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some of the photo that my dad took while visiting her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-KNHkWu1I/AAAAAAAAAMo/pw39TVbR1YM/s1600-h/(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287096445530717010" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-KNHkWu1I/AAAAAAAAAMo/pw39TVbR1YM/s400/(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this place???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-KGWo_3EI/AAAAAAAAAMg/aT4LzruwVF0/s1600-h/(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287096329317637186" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-KGWo_3EI/AAAAAAAAAMg/aT4LzruwVF0/s400/(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo! its kem D' Jelapang (the place where Ah Farn go NS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-KGW9s9HI/AAAAAAAAAMY/5KDds3HoDw8/s1600-h/(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287096329404478578" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-KGW9s9HI/AAAAAAAAAMY/5KDds3HoDw8/s400/(4).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting......where are u???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-KGBtbPfI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/nSgdm-Z9VoE/s1600-h/(5).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287096323699064306" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-KGBtbPfI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/nSgdm-Z9VoE/s400/(5).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-KGJmkCYI/AAAAAAAAAMI/4PwjhsHhAQw/s1600-h/(6).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287096325817764226" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-KGJmkCYI/AAAAAAAAAMI/4PwjhsHhAQw/s400/(6).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-KFweUEwI/AAAAAAAAAMA/1rQ9slizjpo/s1600-h/(7).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287096319072277250" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-KFweUEwI/AAAAAAAAAMA/1rQ9slizjpo/s400/(7).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO.. Not here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-J1Xu7EmI/AAAAAAAAAL4/TTho23bXf_E/s1600-h/(8).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287096037553148514" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-J1Xu7EmI/AAAAAAAAAL4/TTho23bXf_E/s400/(8).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH HA!!! Here u r...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-J06zZIYI/AAAAAAAAALo/B2iOOenRHYY/s1600-h/(10).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287096029787267458" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-J06zZIYI/AAAAAAAAALo/B2iOOenRHYY/s400/(10).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come closer!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-J1N9bz8I/AAAAAAAAALw/4h93NBarXk0/s1600-h/(9).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287096034929659842" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-J1N9bz8I/AAAAAAAAALw/4h93NBarXk0/s400/(9).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum buy KFC for Ah Farn... Look at her, she looks so exited!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(maby she is too hungry...&gt;.&lt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-J0hrLCbI/AAAAAAAAALg/ETWajxJWq-k/s1600-h/(11).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287096023041903026" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-J0hrLCbI/AAAAAAAAALg/ETWajxJWq-k/s400/(11).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ya I am sure she is hungry!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-J0WpSHMI/AAAAAAAAALY/9Da3_m7rzJs/s1600-h/(12).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287096020081188034" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-J0WpSHMI/AAAAAAAAALY/9Da3_m7rzJs/s400/(12).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She starts to eat now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(look she so '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;manja&lt;/span&gt;' want people to feed her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-JmrSOc6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/zgayHwLXt34/s1600-h/(13).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287095785103455138" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-JmrSOc6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/zgayHwLXt34/s400/(13).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why look at the camera???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't worry la! the camera won't eat your chicken one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-JmRatVkI/AAAAAAAAALI/B0UES1ARW8c/s1600-h/(14).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287095778159711810" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-JmRatVkI/AAAAAAAAALI/B0UES1ARW8c/s400/(14).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better not see u eat... '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nanti&lt;/span&gt;' you eat the camera!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-Jmbhd5RI/AAAAAAAAALA/P3LxYzHoyRE/s1600-h/(15).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287095780872414482" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-Jmbhd5RI/AAAAAAAAALA/P3LxYzHoyRE/s400/(15).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat finish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;liao&lt;/span&gt; a??? no wander look so happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-JmG39trI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZD2Qd2CmPg8/s1600-h/(16).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287095775329629874" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-JmG39trI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZD2Qd2CmPg8/s400/(16).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-Jl1lKt4I/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZjMbG4RBdj8/s1600-h/(17).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287095770687387522" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-Jl1lKt4I/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZjMbG4RBdj8/s400/(17).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey where are u going???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-FRLEM6rI/AAAAAAAAAKA/wt-QtPwdViI/s1600-h/(18).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287091017630935730" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-FRLEM6rI/AAAAAAAAAKA/wt-QtPwdViI/s400/(18).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ooo&lt;/span&gt;..just showing around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-FQ3zBdmI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Sloi1UAjEOE/s1600-h/(20).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287091012458608226" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-FQ3zBdmI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Sloi1UAjEOE/s400/(20).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-FQWnQLII/AAAAAAAAAJo/e-hcN3vMk-w/s1600-h/(21).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287091003550870658" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-FQWnQLII/AAAAAAAAAJo/e-hcN3vMk-w/s400/(21).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh...where's here???the place u gather every morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-FQfYm3dI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Zg9o7NQ6gFw/s1600-h/(22).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287091005905362386" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-FQfYm3dI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Zg9o7NQ6gFw/s400/(22).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;har&lt;/span&gt;???so fast is good bye &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;liao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good bye hug...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-FBHXwdtI/AAAAAAAAAJY/b_K_6GPnO1E/s1600-h/(23).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287090741761308370" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-FBHXwdtI/AAAAAAAAAJY/b_K_6GPnO1E/s400/(23).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'remember ya...blablablah...'&lt;br /&gt;take care!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-FA07nOoI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/3Us3dJiqfCo/s1600-h/(24).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287090736811424386" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-FA07nOoI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/3Us3dJiqfCo/s400/(24).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!!!see ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-FA-LiRSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/uV0XSKclzos/s1600-h/(25).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287090739294127394" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-FA-LiRSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/uV0XSKclzos/s400/(25).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya ya... bye bye~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-FAjzxCSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/mJgjUSif7pM/s1600-h/(26).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287090732215109922" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-FAjzxCSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/mJgjUSif7pM/s400/(26).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= =!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-FAaY8W2I/AAAAAAAAAI4/4dWgpFOn5ok/s1600-h/(27).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287090729686686562" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-FAaY8W2I/AAAAAAAAAI4/4dWgpFOn5ok/s400/(27).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye camp.. camp... camp &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;apa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;liao&lt;/span&gt; ha???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~THE END OF VISITING~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-4936447066255424151?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/4936447066255424151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/01/ns-nasional-servise-training.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/4936447066255424151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/4936447066255424151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/01/ns-nasional-servise-training.html' title='NS- nasional servise training'/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SV-KNHkWu1I/AAAAAAAAAMo/pw39TVbR1YM/s72-c/(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-5320675498964881941</id><published>2009-01-02T17:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T17:49:01.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>asrama</title><content type='html'>ha... today i go school at 9.00am, although it isn't yet school opens, i go there for a club(sudutbudaya) meeting for the preparations of Chinese New Year Celebration in our school one... ha ha during the meeting very funny, i just fool around like a monkey(childish ya :p).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the meeting my best friend, yi quan and i go to our class(this year) to choose our sits for the year.he told me he will go to his 'asrama' to clean up after this...we choose the front seat ( ha ha we good students la).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is this other guy named jun wei. he is our friend, he has the same club with yi quan and i ,he also live in the same asrama with yi quan.yi quan and jun wei wants to go to their asrama so i followed them..i also helped them to cleane up...they are very grateful to me lo...'ada udang di sebelah batu' actually there comes a cost for me to help them... that is i can go there to visit them after school anytime i want ..ha ha evil eikhong has something naughty in his mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all fo to day.. bye~~!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-5320675498964881941?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/5320675498964881941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/01/asrama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/5320675498964881941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/5320675498964881941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/01/asrama.html' title='asrama'/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-4825894251627025178</id><published>2009-01-01T09:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T15:16:33.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIME FLIES LIKE ALWAYS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ash&lt;/span&gt;.. just think about the 1 &amp;amp; a half month of holidays ,they pass by so quickly ,remembered the targets i have aimed , they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; been achieve yet. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HA HA&lt;/span&gt;!!( at least i have study a bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LA&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new years, new wishes, new hopes...&lt;br /&gt;Last year my results were bad so my class level &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;drooped&lt;/span&gt; to the back this year , but it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; affects me on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dreams&lt;/span&gt; to score 10 A1 in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ha ha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m very happy and exited because my best friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;happens&lt;/span&gt; to be in the same class with me, and we could sit together ha ha. flashing back... since i quit from going co-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;curriculum&lt;/span&gt; activity i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; very few friends, and lonely ever since...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-4825894251627025178?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/4825894251627025178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/01/time-flies-like-always.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/4825894251627025178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/4825894251627025178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2009/01/time-flies-like-always.html' title='TIME FLIES LIKE ALWAYS...'/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-8051580054266379733</id><published>2008-12-18T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T18:16:30.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DRUGS</title><content type='html'>Laziness are like drugs believe it or not???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-8051580054266379733?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/8051580054266379733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2008/12/drugs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/8051580054266379733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/8051580054266379733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2008/12/drugs.html' title='DRUGS'/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-5801256478217867498</id><published>2008-12-18T18:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T18:14:41.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A STUDENT MUST STUDY , BUT IS STUDY EVERYTHING ABOUT A STUDENT???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SUoiV8-QshI/AAAAAAAAAG4/M8X9oxfdGZA/s1600-h/student.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 123px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281071273585193490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SUoiV8-QshI/AAAAAAAAAG4/M8X9oxfdGZA/s200/student.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A student's duty is study, but is study everything about a student?Many years pass and my concept for a student is proven wrong.My concept was 'Study Is Everything About A Student'.At my primary school times i always felt that i am smarter than my other cousins. This is so, because our target for UPSR is not similar(of course mine is to achieve straight A's).And i did get 6A's &amp;amp; 1 B result for my UPSR(good result ^.^)and it has broken the record for the highest number of A's achieve in UPSR among my cousins .Later i entered my dreamed high school.My first year(2005) and the second half year in high school seems very perfect as i m the prefect of the school and one of the proud member of student cadet police(ha ha), my result is not bad too.But as time passes, it's already my second year in the school. I've grown from form 1 to form 2, the activity of my prefect board and my uniform body grew more and more. At that time i am afraid that it will affect my studies ...So i choose to quit them all together and focus only on my studies...But it didn't turn out as i thought but worse...Since i quit going for activity at school I've drowned into the deep lake of laziness and it has been a negative effect on my studies..I know there's no turning back, I so I hold on to my concept of 'studies are everything'. One day, I came across a friend(from uni) that is successful , i ask him how do he manage his time in the holidays. He said he would do something he is interested but always priority first. Then i asked him what about his studies. He replied 'studying is not always everything' .I thought of his words for days and finally i realise that of all these time i am just a jerk who thinks himself smart. now i know that the concept i hold on these time is just to provide an excuse for me to be lazy to be not doing any thing.Study Is Not Everything ! believe me it's true... Don't tell me you cannot go school because exam is coming nor say a word about STOP just because of study. Don't say STUDY IS EVERYTHING, it is RIDICULOUS! even you do say so, you won't be studying for 24 hour a day. So those who have the same thought with this big jerk, eik hong. do throw it away and replace it with a new one ... STUDY IS NOT ALWAYS EVERYTHING &amp;amp; STUDENTS ARE MEANT TO LEARN EVERYTHING ABOUT LIFE...Just to remind,for all the student , study is still your PRIORITY one...(don't forget)^.^p/s: don't ran away from co-curriculum it's good for you. if you do , i would be the first to give you a present call REGRET...&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/5749360887703309414-5801256478217867498?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/5801256478217867498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2008/12/students-duty-is-study-but-is-study.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/5801256478217867498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/5801256478217867498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2008/12/students-duty-is-study-but-is-study.html' title='A STUDENT MUST STUDY , BUT IS STUDY EVERYTHING ABOUT A STUDENT???'/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SUoiV8-QshI/AAAAAAAAAG4/M8X9oxfdGZA/s72-c/student.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-3563550777571617949</id><published>2008-12-18T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T18:12:34.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAY AT MY GRANDMA'S HOUSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SUohmbUMDmI/AAAAAAAAAGo/GhjkszA_L1s/s1600-h/ss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 121px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 108px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281070457096506978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SUohmbUMDmI/AAAAAAAAAGo/GhjkszA_L1s/s200/ss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it has been 10days staying in my grand parents' house since both my parents ,my aunt and grandma visit Egypt to witness the civilization of ancient Egypt and spend their holidays there.In this long period of time i have done noting but watching TV ,day dreaming ,and fooling around with my cousin.actually i have planed a study timetable for myself but i dint followed the it. most of it may be because i got board and lazy after few minutes of study. study without purpose really makes me lazy...after wasted this long period of time, i felt a bit guilty as next year is my SPM. then one night i came across chatting with a person which i not know much in msn (but surely he is a senior of my school). i told him about my problems and he said to me 'EVERYTHING YOU DO NOW MUST HAS A PURPOSE' it means that maby now i don't know what i am doing something for,but i shall never give up, the purpose is for the future to witness. in the future i shall not regrate that i didn't give up something for its unknown purpose...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-3563550777571617949?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/3563550777571617949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-at-my-grandmas-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/3563550777571617949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/3563550777571617949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-at-my-grandmas-house.html' title='HOLIDAY AT MY GRANDMA&apos;S HOUSE'/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SUohmbUMDmI/AAAAAAAAAGo/GhjkszA_L1s/s72-c/ss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5749360887703309414.post-944940671104609503</id><published>2008-12-18T18:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T18:09:11.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PIANO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SUohDLdyq-I/AAAAAAAAAGg/1t0DaI4u5iw/s1600-h/b176803301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 123px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 156px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281069851546397666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SUohDLdyq-I/AAAAAAAAAGg/1t0DaI4u5iw/s200/b176803301.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;recently i started playing piano or should i say i started learning it again... actually i begin learning it when i was 4... but my father think it was too early and i don't know what's the meaning of piano. so i stop it with my brother...as time passes i forgot about the piano stuff and put all my attention to other things like tv, computer games, serving net, studies and busy school life...when i entered the high school the school life was so busy, because we have many things to do like achieving good grads not only in studies but also in school co-curriculum activates.i joined the police cadet.well it was fun at first, but when it passes down to the new comity the activity begin to get busy an boring.so i quit going for activities.then my school life wasn't turn out that i suspected, it got even boarder and my friends have boycotted me.and now i know the advantages of going for the activity but it was too late when i realize it.so every day when i got up was the same boring lonely day when i got up and go to school.at that period of time i really hate the school. then i take the guitar learning course, the situation didn't turn well as the music center changed the guitar teacher to a not so professional one...then a thought strike through my head, i will learn it myself but after that i faced a problem of no guides and i got so lazy that put the guitar a side...looks like the guitar wasn't much help to me.luckily i come across with the piano as my little bro was interested with it. and mum dad let us play it(again).this time i felt a thing very familiar like a bound of the piano and me. that i make a promise to myself to really work hard on the piano and never give up...oh !maybe it was the meaning of the piano my dad mention about years ago.i was so grateful when my parents buy us a piano. they say we must really work heard so that it is worth buying a piano for us this early stage(usually parents don't buy piano when their children just started on piano because some children will give up quickly. )since then my life begin to fill with colors again, thanks mum and dad, i love u and piano too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5749360887703309414-944940671104609503?l=yifeng92.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/feeds/944940671104609503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2008/12/recently-i-started-playing-piano-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/944940671104609503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5749360887703309414/posts/default/944940671104609503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yifeng92.blogspot.com/2008/12/recently-i-started-playing-piano-or.html' title='PIANO'/><author><name>eikhong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11993833417405727769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SzwUlid82zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0ispwBfUUOw/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h8Xn4AkpHEI/SUohDLdyq-I/AAAAAAAAAGg/1t0DaI4u5iw/s72-c/b176803301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
