<?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-9143639338349116762</id><updated>2011-12-30T10:45:07.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Story</title><subtitle type='html'>-I may not have the knowledge YET but my passion and compassion is sufficient to pull me through, just wait for me to SHINE-</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-7744899248777176640</id><published>2011-12-30T10:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T10:45:07.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.97 - The Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;If you could wish for one gift this Christmas, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Time is more precious than gold, more precious than diamonds, more precious than oil or any valuable treasures. It is time that we do not have enough of it; it is time that causes the war within our hearts, and so we must spend it wisely. Time cannot be packaged and ribboned and left under trees for Christmas morning. Time can't be given. But it can be shared."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;i&gt;The Gift&lt;/i&gt; by Cecelia Ahern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;on the eve of New Year's eve, i finished reading this book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: small;"&gt;a perfect tonic for this year-end season - time for reflection (perhaps) to know what's undone and need to be done in the coming year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: small;"&gt;but most of all, salvage all the time we have and do whatever we can do (instead of regretting of what can't be done or what should have been done but not done)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: small;"&gt;before ending this post, just summing up that year 2011 is a beautiful year, well, every year IS a beautiful year - no year is the same like another year, just like no patient of the same disease will come exactly with the same presentation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: small;"&gt;so, thanking God for the beautiful year and the years to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: small;"&gt; (in advance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-7744899248777176640?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7744899248777176640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2011/12/no97-gift.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/7744899248777176640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/7744899248777176640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2011/12/no97-gift.html' title='No.97 - The Gift'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-8426008565976654590</id><published>2011-11-23T12:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T12:41:58.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.96 - Good to Evil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;has turned from .......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for a change? no, i don't like it too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*trying to go off for soul-searching*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hope to be back soon....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-8426008565976654590?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8426008565976654590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2011/11/no96-good-to-evil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/8426008565976654590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/8426008565976654590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2011/11/no96-good-to-evil.html' title='No.96 - Good to Evil'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-8411227626565110857</id><published>2011-10-24T11:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T12:05:53.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.95 - Something That You Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;IF at the situation that you're dying, what you wish you are doing at that moment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;i think the best would be :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;-doing something that you love-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;because that's what you love to do. if you die without doing it, you'll die with regrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;because that's what you love to do. you're happy doing it, thus you'll die happily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;***** *****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Rest in Peace, Marco Simoncelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2pWVuf795lY/TqTjt9CZMpI/AAAAAAAAArg/2aQWyNBt3Z8/s1600/65612856.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2pWVuf795lY/TqTjt9CZMpI/AAAAAAAAArg/2aQWyNBt3Z8/s320/65612856.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666904609757147794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-8411227626565110857?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8411227626565110857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2011/10/no95-something-that-you-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/8411227626565110857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/8411227626565110857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2011/10/no95-something-that-you-love.html' title='No.95 - Something That You Love'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2pWVuf795lY/TqTjt9CZMpI/AAAAAAAAArg/2aQWyNBt3Z8/s72-c/65612856.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-7888236912628099231</id><published>2011-09-25T15:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T15:08:45.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.94 - Cheesy Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just how cheesy lyrics can be.... (at least for me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(204, 204, 221); "&gt;My heart's a stereo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(204, 204, 221); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(204, 204, 221); "&gt;It beats for you, so listen close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(204, 204, 221); "&gt;Hear my thoughts in every note, oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(204, 204, 221); "&gt;Make me your radio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(204, 204, 221); "&gt;Turn me up when you feel low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(204, 204, 221); "&gt;This melody was meant for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(204, 204, 221); "&gt;Just sing along to my stereo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(204, 204, 221); font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(204, 204, 221); "&gt;I only pray you'll never leave me behind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(204, 204, 221); font-size: 13px; "&gt;Because good music can be so hard to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(204, 204, 221); "&gt;I take your hand and pull it closer to mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(204, 204, 221); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(204, 204, 221); "&gt;Thought love was dead, but now you're changing my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(204, 204, 221);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;music can be very healing at times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-7888236912628099231?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7888236912628099231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2011/09/no94-cheesy-lyrics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/7888236912628099231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/7888236912628099231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2011/09/no94-cheesy-lyrics.html' title='No.94 - Cheesy Lyrics'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-2965994983874755536</id><published>2011-09-17T15:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T16:06:48.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.93 - The Gift of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZLXzhBXhsw/TnRUxXDg5gI/AAAAAAAAArY/FJi2zGB9_s8/s1600/newborn_baby_photography_tips_part13.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZLXzhBXhsw/TnRUxXDg5gI/AAAAAAAAArY/FJi2zGB9_s8/s320/newborn_baby_photography_tips_part13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653236639235892738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to be able to wake up every morning, it is a gift of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to be able to complain of what you do not have, it is a gift of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to be able to be thankful of what you have, it is a gift of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to be able to go to bed and fall asleep, it is a gift of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;questions after questions i am asking myself, upon witnessing childbirth, be it normal delivery or the Caesarean. whatever we learned in theory classes were proved true. the most beautiful thing to see is the appearance of the umbilical cord itself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just how two tiny cells join together and form something as big as the size of myself now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just how a fetus stays inside the womb of a mother, filled in a sac of fluid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just how a fetus has to come out once it reaches full term.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;everything is placed/set/programmed/laid out properly. the whole process of childbirth, beginning from fertilization, implantation, right to delivery of the baby safely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh, how wonderful and lovely is the gift of life from God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-2965994983874755536?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2965994983874755536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2011/09/no93-gift-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/2965994983874755536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/2965994983874755536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2011/09/no93-gift-of-life.html' title='No.93 - The Gift of Life'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZLXzhBXhsw/TnRUxXDg5gI/AAAAAAAAArY/FJi2zGB9_s8/s72-c/newborn_baby_photography_tips_part13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-7302420285670022983</id><published>2011-08-19T10:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T10:12:02.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.92 - New Method of Study</title><content type='html'>1st week of Year 3 has come to an end. that's fast. even with briefings/orientation in the evenings, i felt so exhausted by night. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though i will still be facing the books like i used to, this time there is a new method of learning - patients. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i admit that i do have slight problem speaking to patients, still a little lack of confidence. but when i managed to brave myself, there comes language barrier. i am a chinese and my patient is a chinese, but we spoke in bahasa. excellent, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but this new method of learning is really interesting. it is not so one-way like reading the books. and it is easier to learn and understand and remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, to make full use of this source of information, i gotta be more confident to speak and brush up my chinese. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have a very long journey ahead of me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-7302420285670022983?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7302420285670022983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2011/08/no92-new-method-of-study.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/7302420285670022983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/7302420285670022983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2011/08/no92-new-method-of-study.html' title='No.92 - New Method of Study'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-3452379550972643434</id><published>2011-08-14T16:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T16:38:17.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.91 - Next 20%</title><content type='html'>its time to continue my journey after a month's of rest. not exactly rest though, had a lot to do, but all worth it and enjoyable though tiring, especially traveling. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;traveled like i never traveled before, north, south, east, west. experienced things i never experience before. glad i had the opportunities. learnt a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now its time to get back to serious matter. completed 40% of it. now off for another 20%. this time it will be really different, time for application of what i learnt before. less room for mistakes, bigger room for improvement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gotta equip myself with more knowledge and better social skill. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will try to believe in myself more from now onwards, with guidance from above. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-3452379550972643434?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/3452379550972643434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2011/08/no91-next-20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/3452379550972643434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/3452379550972643434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2011/08/no91-next-20.html' title='No.91 - Next 20%'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-3250374918481870972</id><published>2011-06-02T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T23:47:11.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.90 - Written Words</title><content type='html'>words are written most of the time to get messages through;&lt;div&gt;be it a straight-forward message or a 'crooked' message&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as long as it gets to the person it is meant for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;often enough, i write them wherever i feel like where the person should be able to receive the message, taking the risk of the person might not get the message/meaning of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;often enough, i see people write things that i feel might be meant for me, but not having much clarity whether it is really meant for me or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is problem with written words - they don't convey the meaning straight to the person and don't have the exact meaning that is to be conveyed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but....words are not easy to be said, especially at the wrong time/place/person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just need a little courage, i think.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-3250374918481870972?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/3250374918481870972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2011/06/no90-written-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/3250374918481870972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/3250374918481870972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2011/06/no90-written-words.html' title='No.90 - Written Words'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-157785232251941922</id><published>2011-05-07T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T00:13:50.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.89 - I'm Just A Human</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, i am just any other human being, nothing extraordinary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, i am just like you, you, you, you and you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, i also have feelings, just like you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, i know how to love, like, hate and cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, sometimes i feel what i should feel and sometimes i don't feel what i should feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, sometimes i feel what i shouldn't feel and sometimes i don't feel what i shouldn't feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, i have my strengths and weaknesses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, i am sorry for my feelings: for those around me when i put my own feelings above theirs and for myself when i put others' feelings above mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After all, I'm just a human - trying to learn from my mistakes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-157785232251941922?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/157785232251941922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2011/05/no89-im-just-human.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/157785232251941922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/157785232251941922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2011/05/no89-im-just-human.html' title='No.89 - I&apos;m Just A Human'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-6803571607958241554</id><published>2011-01-27T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T20:29:47.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.88 - My Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i have tried my best, but it never seems to be enough. what more can i give or do? try to understand how much things i gave up for this; how attached i am to all this now; but i guess you all will never understand this, MAYBE one day when you all have such strong attachment, then you all will understand. for the time being, i will still pull myself through this and emerge victorious for as long as i am conscious with whatever i am doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-6803571607958241554?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6803571607958241554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2011/01/no88-my-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6803571607958241554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6803571607958241554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2011/01/no88-my-best.html' title='No.88 - My Best'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-3137130957461338969</id><published>2011-01-15T09:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T09:50:06.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.87 - Sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes i have all the time to just sit back and relax, enjoy a movie with crackers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes i have no time at all, to even catch a 10-minute-nap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes i am so happy that i do not have a worry at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes i am so upset and tensed that whatever comes my way will be ignored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but in the end i realised that life is all about sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes it is all about ups; sometimes it is all about downs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THIS IS LIFE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-3137130957461338969?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/3137130957461338969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2011/01/no87-sometimes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/3137130957461338969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/3137130957461338969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2011/01/no87-sometimes.html' title='No.87 - Sometimes'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-5366508404001237654</id><published>2010-12-31T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T16:42:14.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.86 - Goodbye 2010, Hello 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it is almost time to bid farewell to 2010 and to welcome 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;overall, 2010 has been a great year. many ups and downs, well, that is what life is all about, right? my brain does not have enough capacity to remember every single thing that happened this year, therefore i will not be able to jot everything here. whatever that are going to be jotted here will be the ones that are significant to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i think the most significant thing happened this year is regarding my studies. this is some sort a chain reaction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;let me start it off by the efforts i put in for my studies. what happened for my stpm will always and forever be a bitter lesson for me. i would say it was a blessing in disguise? from there, i learnt that i have to strive to achieve what i want. so constant study is the perfect method and i managed to obtain quite excellent result for my 1st professional examination. in between that journey of studying, a motivation/inspiration came in - the search to obtain a scholarship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to get myself into a medical school, i promised to my mother that she does not have to worry about the financial part as i will work hard to obtain a scholarship. somewhere around march, the registration for Biasiswa Tunku Abdul Rahman was opened for 1st year university students. so i tried my luck, quite last minute too due to having to get recommendation from VC. this mattered a lot to me. the interview was held in the university itself, 18 of us were short-listed. i felt the interview went quite well, only after that that i found out the interviewer was the CEO of the Foundation. a week or two later, 15 got e-mail that they did not make it for the camp. i waited for almost 2weeks more for my e-mail, i was selected for an evaluation camp. the best part was the camp was a week away from my finals. out of the 3 selected from my uni, only 2 of us went and we had loads of fun there, no regrets attending although it halted the smooth process of revision. completed my finals and was on holiday. i made it through to the final round of interview, chances to get the scholarship is very high provided i do well in my finals. and thank God, i did well in both the interview and my finals and i earned the greatest gift for 2010 - I am proud to be a Tunku Scholar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;life has been great ever since then as i need not worry about my fees anymore. moreover with the allowance i am getting, it means better quality of life. but nothing comes by easily. i have to maintain my results, which i am ever working hard for that. getting this scholarship reduces the financial burden of my family, thus better quality of life for everyone at home too. therefore, i am proud to say i have kept one of the biggest promises i ever made in my life. so, now can you see the chain reaction i meant? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me ---&gt; study ---&gt; family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but the greatest thing behind everything is GOD. He sees me through every single obstacles in life. what more can i ask for from Him, nothing but continuous guidance, blessing and love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;other than this, i think nothing so significant to be mentioned here, especially when i am trying to savour every single second of my holiday now. so, i think i should end here. another thing to finish the year memorably is that i will reading later in church. AMEN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, Bye Bye 2010, Hello 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-5366508404001237654?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/5366508404001237654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/12/no86-goodbye-2010-hello-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5366508404001237654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5366508404001237654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/12/no86-goodbye-2010-hello-2011.html' title='No.86 - Goodbye 2010, Hello 2011'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-6170227014939161860</id><published>2010-12-30T20:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T20:24:15.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.85 - Justin Bieber - Pray</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/o9tJW9MDs2M?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a very meaningful song by Justin Bieber.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let us all pray more, for the world to be a better place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-6170227014939161860?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6170227014939161860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/12/justin-bieber-pray.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6170227014939161860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6170227014939161860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/12/justin-bieber-pray.html' title='No.85 - Justin Bieber - Pray'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/o9tJW9MDs2M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-8606776432855196073</id><published>2010-12-30T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T19:36:16.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.84 - The Last Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this holiday, i managed to finish reading The Last Song. i started reading in September, was occupied with academic stuff, so did not have the chance to bullet-train through it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what more significant is that this is the 1st storybook i owned, i bought it with my own money. and it worth every single cent. loves how Nicholas Sparks writes. read another of his before this, Dear John. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at first, i thought it would be more towards the love story between a girl and a boy, but Nic has the ability to turn the story around, it is actually the love story between a dad and his daughter. i am bad at doing review of what i read, so i think it is best i do not write it here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;will search for the movie soon and see how different the story from the movie. and the book.. i will do something about it. to share the love in the world... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-8606776432855196073?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8606776432855196073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/12/no84-last-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/8606776432855196073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/8606776432855196073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/12/no84-last-song.html' title='No.84 - The Last Song'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-1071066503167621024</id><published>2010-12-21T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T00:10:17.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.83 - Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;‘Dad, why is there only one Christmas present for me under the Christmas tree this time?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;‘Boy, Uncle Sam and Auntie Mary are not giving present this year because Grandpa passed away early this year. They are not celebrating Christmas.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;‘What about presents from Auntie Julie and Auntie Lucy? They do not share the same father as Uncle Sam and you, right?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="mso-element:para-border-div;border:none;border-bottom:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;‘They are also not giving as a sign of respect that we are not celebrating Christmas for this year. I am sorry, Boy, but you still have present from Mom and Dad, right? It is a very big one as you can see.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;‘If you said that we are not celebrating this year, why then, Mom and you still put up the Christmas tree and prepared a gift for me?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;‘Because, it is Christmas, my son…’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; ******************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For many years I have left home to pursue greater things in life, I have always looked forward to board a flight back to my hometown before the year ends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I have always looked forward to seeing my loved ones welcome me at the airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I have always looked forward to be in the well-decorated home, the place where I grown up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I have always looked forward to indulge myself with the wonderful delicacies my Mom prepares. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;But most of all, I have always looked forward to spending precious and memorable moments with all my loved ones; Dad, Mom, Sis Janet, Bro Daniel and his family, and last but not least, my Sweetheart and my two precious princesses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;The beginning of a year is always dreadful for me, having had to part with my loved ones for my duty, knowing that I only can return to their loving arms in months’ time. It is not easy for me, as I am person who is very close to every single member of my family, especially with my Dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Dad had always been my pillar of my strength, for as long as I can remember. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;When I was three, he was the one who consoled and assured me that my two front teeth will grow back very soon after they came off due to a punch a seven year-old boy gave to my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;When I was five, he was the one who accompanied me and sat right beside me for four hours for two months as I could not adapt to the new environment when I first enrolled for pre-school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;When I was thirteen, he came and supported me when I represented my school for a football competition when no one in my family believed I can actually play football.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;When I was eighteen, he sat with me all through the night at the balcony after I failed my Chemistry paper to make sure that I will not do anything stupid to myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;When I was twenty-one, he told me that he was proud of me and asked me to decide on my own what I would like to do in future. He understood that I should decide for myself what I want in order for me to love what I want to do for the rest of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;When I was twenty-seven, he was the one who ensured that my wedding ceremony went on smoothly. What made it more memorable was he had just completed his bypass surgery two months earlier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;But most importantly, he was the one who I can always run to whenever I have any problem; he was the one who I can speak to about anything in my life; he was the one who can sense that I am not feeling well without needing me to say anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; ***********************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;As I board the plane this time, it is a very different feeling compared to the ones I always had. The feeling of incomplete, lost and most of all, emptiness. It will be very different this time around. I contemplated on whether I should go back this time or not as I know it will be very hard for me to handle the situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For I never knew this moment would come by so soon, it hit me quite hard for when every time I think about it, I could not help but let my tears flow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For I know that this time as I land my feet at the airport, there will be one less person to welcome me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For I know that this time there will be one less person in the home where I have so much memories that I treasure all my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For I know that this time there will be one less person to share the scrumptious food Mom makes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;But most of all, this time I will have one less person to spend the joyous season with; one less person to share all the stories about my work, my students and my life abroad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; ********************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;God loves Dad more than all of us. He took him away a week shy of his birthday. The flight back to see him for his last few hours was the most dreadful flight ever for me. All the thoughts ran through my mind, wishing that I could have spent more time with him; wishing that I did not have to be abroad all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I can still remember that moment vividly. All were already in the room, waiting for my arrival. As I entered the room, I could see the faces of all my loved ones. The look of sadness and the silence overwhelmed the room. And Dad was lying on the bed, looking lifeless with an oxygen mask covering his mouth and nose. My heart sank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Dad lifted his hand and asked me to go towards him. With heavy feet and heart, I extended my hand to hold his. It was cold. I miss the warm hand I used to hold whenever I needed comfort. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;‘Boy…’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Just the way he used to call me when I was young. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;‘Yes, Dad…’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;‘Remember when you were young, during Christmas the year Grandpa passed away, you asked why there was only one present for you, not many like the years before and I answered ‘Because it is Christmas’?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;‘Yes, Dad, I can remember…’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;‘That was because I wanted you to know that no matter what the situation is, Christmas should be celebrated for the reason it is celebrated. In my situation now, I do not think I will be there for the next Christmas. But no matter what, I want you to promise me that you will be back for Christmas to celebrate it with everyone, especially Mom. I want you to take good care of her, talk to her like how you have always shared your stories with me and most importantly, all of you to go to church together in the morning of Christmas.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;‘But, Dad…..’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;‘No ‘but’, my son. Christmas is the day to celebrate the birth of our Saviour, the one who gave up His life to cleanse us all from our sins. My death will mean that I am going to where I came from, to Him the Almighty; therefore I do not want you all to mourn and lost the essence of Christmas. Therefore, I want the next Christmas to be just the same like when I am there; a week before Christmas spent decorating the home and Christmas tree; the night before Christmas spent gathering around the tree, counting down to 12am and the kids joyfully open their presents; the morning of Christmas spent attending mass and the rest of the day spent together sharing and counting your blessings with all the loved ones.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I could no longer hold back my tears. The tears rolled down my cheeks and fell on my hand that was holding Dad’s hand. I strengthened my grip on his hand to assure him and said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;‘I will, Dad. Do not worry. You have always taught me that there is no one greater than the Lord and Christmas is about His glory and love and it is also the reason we are who and where we are today. And for that, I should be thankfully that God loves you very much, Dad. I thank Him for giving you to me; for all the love you gave to us; for all the care you showered us with; and most importantly, for being the head of the family who is always there for us.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Dad tried his best to smile the widest he could. I could see the calmness in his face; no sign of suffering, pain or struggle. I could feel that the grip of his hand is slowly getting loosed. Everyone then gathered around his bed and tried to get hold of his hand. He managed to look at the teary faces and gave a smile and said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;‘I love all of you very much and I thank God every single day for every single one of you……..’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Saying his last sentence and looking at Mom, he then breathed his last and his hand slipped away from my hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;****************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;So this time, holding on to the promise I made to my Dad, I boarded the plane, knowing that Dad will always be there, in our hearts, to celebrate this joyful season with us. For Christmas is the reason I have Dad in my life, for the birth of Christ brings salvation to the Earth and to my family, I looked forward to be embraced by my loved ones this Christmas as I reach home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I love you, Dad. Merry Christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;****************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border:none;mso-border-bottom-alt:dotted windowtext 3.0pt; padding:0in;mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 0in 0in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Written with inspiration, I wrote this piece randomly. For this Christmas 2010. Merry Christmas and A Happy New Year 2011. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-1071066503167621024?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1071066503167621024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/12/no83-merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/1071066503167621024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/1071066503167621024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/12/no83-merry-christmas.html' title='No.83 - Merry Christmas'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-6760541481951494236</id><published>2010-12-19T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T01:30:39.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.82 - Chances</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i think another chance is all i need for these situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;situation 1 : i am the leader of the flock. but i wasn't able to standby them for what they could not do. instead, i shy away and regret in the end, thinking of what might have been for if i could have backed them up.&lt;br /&gt;so i just wished i have a chance to turn back the time and do what i supposed to do and save the shame. i'm stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;situation 2 : knowing my hero turned zero and giving the now-zero wrong treatment without knowing i did that. the best part was i am not too certain of what made my hero turned zero.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, i think another chance is appropriate to be given for my hero to prove that zero is not the new label to be given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chances are to be grabbed the moment they come by for they only come by chances, not all the time. therefore, i will try not to waste anymore chances that are to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-6760541481951494236?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6760541481951494236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/12/no82-chances.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6760541481951494236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6760541481951494236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/12/no82-chances.html' title='No.82 - Chances'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-1643128859196789623</id><published>2010-12-18T01:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T01:37:47.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.81 - It Doesn't Matter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;yes, it doesn't matter what you did as long as you're aware that it is right. you do not need to think what others might say about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;self-conscious is the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;yes, it doesn't matter what others want to think about how i feel, how i act, how i react and how i behave as long as i know i'm pleasing myself and not hurting others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;so, i decided i'll continue to do what i'm doing as long as i'm happy with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;*********************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;it is temporary break now but i actually have a long list to complete. but it is ok, at least a little different from the routine i've been doing for a full month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-1643128859196789623?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1643128859196789623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/12/no81-it-doesnt-matter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/1643128859196789623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/1643128859196789623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/12/no81-it-doesnt-matter.html' title='No.81 - It Doesn&apos;t Matter'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-3806266237840008474</id><published>2010-11-18T17:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T18:39:41.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.80 - Everything?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;will love prevails everything? that is the question of the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;they asked me whether do i have one and the following questions. all i could answer them was 'nothing last forever and the future is uncertain'. that left them puzzled why i said so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;****************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;at first when i look at them, i had not-so-nice impression of them. but it changed. they are nice actually and i came up with a conclusion they are just meant to be, on the day i saw her touching his back and he wanted to hold her hand but it was not appropriate at that time. and their smiles confirmed everything. S &amp;amp; S. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;i never understood why they are so different, one is so serious looking, another is smiling and cracking jokes all the time. but i realised soon, that it all doesnt matter. love is what brought them together and noone has the rights to say whether they both are compatible or not. he goes looking for her, she goes looking for him. and they are everywhere together, even up till this age. and i wish to know more of their love story after hearing how she made his life more meaningful at one point of time. R &amp;amp; B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;i knew why he is hers. i know how much protection he will give if anything is to happen to her because i could feel that 'aura' when im nearby. and everything that happens day by day as i get to know more about him, im certain why she wants him. he stays for her, even to the extend of slightly letting go of his roots. N &amp;amp; _&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;**************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;so, will i have such story to tell in future? as i said, the future is uncertain. but all i know is that if you are mine, you are mine and i am yours and you are to accept whatever i have and i have to accept whatever you have - and that is actually the biggest obstacle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;**************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;so, the question of the day is - Will Love Prevails Everything? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-3806266237840008474?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/3806266237840008474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/11/no80-everything.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/3806266237840008474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/3806266237840008474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/11/no80-everything.html' title='No.80 - Everything?'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-6483528803753145949</id><published>2010-11-12T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T23:47:35.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.79 - Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;i may not have the best story to write. it might actually be the worst story anyone can ever read. for that reason, it is left unwritten, only to be found written / etched on my tiny broken heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;but it is best to remain this way because there are many more fairytales / wonderful stories to be told by others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;but one day when everything ends, somehow it will be made known so that everyone knows what the little pumping machine had been going through and they will know the impact it made throughout its functioning period in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;at that time, i will triumph. yes, i will. then i can sing from above/below, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;'though i've gone away, i still see what you going through,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;it kills me everyday to see i kill what means most to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;but know that it is ok that i'm right here watching you.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;in the end, testimony is the best story that can ever be told because it is what you've been through; it is what that shaped you to who and what you are today; most importantly, you are the living evidence / proof of the story being told. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;wish you would appreciate me more....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-6483528803753145949?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6483528803753145949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/11/no79-stories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6483528803753145949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6483528803753145949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/11/no79-stories.html' title='No.79 - Stories'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-5401925223625933920</id><published>2010-10-20T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:49:43.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.78 - Persevere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;' loving what you are doing is enough to keep you doing what you are doing ' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;as simple as that, i will persevere and go against all odds, despite circumstances and criticisms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-5401925223625933920?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/5401925223625933920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/10/no78-persevere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5401925223625933920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5401925223625933920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/10/no78-persevere.html' title='No.78 - Persevere'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-6550407991197407625</id><published>2010-10-15T09:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T09:27:33.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.77 - Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;which is a bigger dream? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;to get something we know we will never get though giving a try is better than none?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;to just aim for something we know we can get if we work hard for it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;for me, its the former.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;at this situation, letting go of what i have and reaching for what i do not have is all i want to do, maybe. i do not know exactly, actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-6550407991197407625?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6550407991197407625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/10/no77-dream.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6550407991197407625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6550407991197407625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/10/no77-dream.html' title='No.77 - Dream'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-8223771864205771735</id><published>2010-09-26T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T00:41:10.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.76 - Just The Way You Are</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just the way you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, that is exactly how people will judge you. the thing you do, the thing you dont do. so, behave well. when you win, be thankful for your victory and live up to the expectations. when you lose, be thankful for finishing second to the best and improve yourself. for people will love/like you just the way you are, not for what you want or hope to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, and i love you just the way you are, fat or short or ugly, you are still you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so, just the way you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*bruno mars' just the way you are* - lovely song and videoclip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-8223771864205771735?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8223771864205771735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/09/no76-just-way-you-are.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/8223771864205771735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/8223771864205771735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/09/no76-just-way-you-are.html' title='No.76 - Just The Way You Are'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-1135379630770371675</id><published>2010-09-07T11:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T11:12:01.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.75 - 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now that i am 20, it only means im getting older. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but thats not all. not just a simple fullstop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it goes on and on and on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bigger and more responsibilities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;expectations to meet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but by the grace of God, nothing is impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so i shall continue to persevere and do the best i can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for He provides me with everything He thinks is best for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i thank Him for all that i have today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AMEN. &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/9143639338349116762-1135379630770371675?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1135379630770371675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/09/no75-20.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/1135379630770371675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/1135379630770371675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/09/no75-20.html' title='No.75 - 20'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-5237103510275288487</id><published>2010-08-21T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T00:09:12.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.74 - When one ends, another starts.</title><content type='html'>my holiday is coming to an end in less than 24hours, which means its the beginning of my 2nd year. all good things come to an end, same goes to my holiday. after approximately 7weeks of break, im heading back to my battle field, this time with greater challenges. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im glad that i had this break, i needed it most after going through quite a hectic 1month battling the Finals and all the constant study throughout the 11months. and i would say that i would not exchange anything in this world for this break i had. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;significant things i did during this precious break :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. spent as much time as possible with the ones i loved, am loving and will always love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. enjoy home-cooked food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. many badminton sessions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. read 2storybooks (my previous post)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. not touching academic books&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. relax and sleep all i want (still not enough actually, damn)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. kept one of the biggest promises ive ever made in my life (thank God for it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now im looking forward for the next holiday. routines will be starting on monday. just hope everything turns out fine. i want to keep everything well, but im not sure whether i have the strength or not. but for all i know, with Him, nothing is impossible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-5237103510275288487?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/5237103510275288487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/08/no74-when-one-ends-another-starts.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5237103510275288487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5237103510275288487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/08/no74-when-one-ends-another-starts.html' title='No.74 - When one ends, another starts.'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-4242650273894690678</id><published>2010-08-19T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T19:13:46.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.73 - Storybooks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;completed 2 storybooks during this break (which is about to end in 3days' time). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Sister's Keeper and Dear John. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the 1st one took me almost a month to finish, it was quite draggy and it has been quite some time since i last read a storybook. so it was quite difficult to get into the 'rhythm' at 1st. one day few pages and when almost time to return the book, it was bullet-train speed. the details on how the girl filed the case against her parents was too detailed but the end was really a twist, did not expect it. searching for the dvd, it was somewhere at home but now nowhere to be seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the 2nd one took me...FOUR days, yes, F-O-U-R! the fastest i ever took to finish a storybook. i think the flow for storybooks is there now. and i must tell that i love reading storybooks that doesnt have quite a happy ending for a party and it somehow must be love story, whether family love, sisterly love or boy-girl love. i felt i could relate to this story (i can't tell why and how). the dvd is waiting for me to watch. shall do so tomorrow or day after tomorrow. my favourite line from this book :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; 'Love meant that you care for another person's happiness more than your own, no matter how painful the choices you face might be.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;next up, trying to get my hands on The Last Song, also by Nicholas Sparks. just like all his stories. although i did not read A Walk to Remember and The Notebook, i watched both the movies. just lovely. his talent of writing love stories. &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/9143639338349116762-4242650273894690678?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4242650273894690678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/08/no73-storybooks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/4242650273894690678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/4242650273894690678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/08/no73-storybooks.html' title='No.73 - Storybooks'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-1989252721220148541</id><published>2010-08-02T18:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T18:40:40.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.72 - Barriers</title><content type='html'>barriers are made, i believe. they just do not appear or exist just like that. its man-made. for example, a person mentioned he/she cannot change for the reason of being too used to the normal way. in this way, he/she has already set his/her mind that way, so obviously the change cannot be made. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hearts and minds should be opened all the time to accept and to make changes in life. if barriers are always present, we will miss the chance to experience things in life: to live life to the fullest, to laugh your lungs out and to love like you have never been loved before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-1989252721220148541?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1989252721220148541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/08/no72-barriers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/1989252721220148541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/1989252721220148541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/08/no72-barriers.html' title='No.72 - Barriers'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-522615386435672329</id><published>2010-07-16T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T23:09:14.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.71 - How Holiday Has Been</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it feels weird having such long holiday without needing to touch the books. for the past 1year, each holiday is filled with books. this time no books. its quite dull actually but slowly am finding things to do. a lot of movies and series to watch and also books (storybooks or any books not related to academic). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;exercise, for the time being is on the break for a specific reason. will be back playing badminton, jogging and cycling next week probably, hopefully. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;trip over the sea cancelled for a very huge event. hopefully its really worth it for He has guided me this far, im sure He would not disappoint me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i think thats all for now. just ensuring the blog does not die off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-522615386435672329?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-9054495156038114695</id><published>2010-07-01T11:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T11:30:44.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.70 - 1/5 completed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, 1/5 of the journey is completed but not confirmed yet as results are not out, everything uncertain. it will take a week or two to really conclude my 1st year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it felt as if it was only last month that i registered for the course. how time flies. had 3 weeks of study break before the finals, was struggling and complaining how the 3 weeks of studying and 3 weeks of exam will be a hell. but its gone like the wind and im starting my almost-2-months-holiday now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 superbly important things await me this period. hope both turn out well. they're correlated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;other than that, will be enjoying my holiday. sports, family, outings, home, friends and love. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;have many things on my mind to complete. many goals. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cant wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ask and you shall receive. He will guide you through it. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-9054495156038114695?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/9054495156038114695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/07/no70-15-completed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/9054495156038114695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/9054495156038114695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/07/no70-15-completed.html' title='No.70 - 1/5 completed'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-3492757376792741007</id><published>2010-05-22T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T14:13:49.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.69 - Just want to</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BLOG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, just want to blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;posting one post before i start my journey, journey to complete the 1st year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, complete my 1st year as a medical student.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;medical student who had, is having and going to have her share of fun (relaxing and chilling) and also studying (not-so-fun-part at times).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so far, im satisfied with everything, things around me and myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes i satisfy myself by not satisfying others. i have to, thats myself. if you think you can change me, think twice or maybe think infinity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so to those not satisfied with me for not satisfying them, please make way for me, sorry and thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i guess thats all for now. just completed my 4th assessment yesterday. took almost a day off, now gotta start my 'engine' again. finals is 3weeks away and i have a 3days camp in between. how great, right? and in a month time itself, i fell sick twice. this is very rare. so i think after this, my life until my finals end will be the same as the equation below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life from 22.05.2010 until 7.7.2010 (hopefully i will not get viva for the bad reason) = sleep + eat + bathe + fun (tv,music,friends,online,sports) + STUDY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so, see you guys again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-3492757376792741007?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/3492757376792741007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/05/no69-just-want-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/3492757376792741007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/3492757376792741007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/05/no69-just-want-to.html' title='No.69 - Just want to'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-2499998743499074216</id><published>2010-04-17T12:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T12:55:40.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.68 -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;im bad at writing. this is the 2nd time that i typed something, then i decided to backspace the whole thing because there was no more flow as i kept on writing. thus this post is title-less. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anyway, life has been filled with fun lately, but studies have been put aside. 1month more towards the next assessment, 2months more towards finals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so i guess its time to buckle up the seat belt and get into the journey towards completing 1st year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to those who are facing and are going to face their examinations, good luck and all the best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-2499998743499074216?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2499998743499074216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/04/no68.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/2499998743499074216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/2499998743499074216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/04/no68.html' title='No.68 -'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-4339846526379677998</id><published>2010-03-20T14:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T14:38:44.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.67 - Comes to An End</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My holiday is coming to an end. Today is Saturday, tomorrow Il be taking bus back to uni. How fast time flies. Am still doing my holiday's work, so do you think this should be called H-O-L-I-D-A-Y? I refered to the Concise Oxford Dictionary and holiday is defined as period when no work is done. So I think I DID NOT have a holiday. Its just days without classes. Haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Overall, this holiday is fun. Had relaxation. Had 4 sessions of badminton in a week, I LOVE it. SLEEP until 9 plus in the morning (yeah, I know most of you would be saying '9 plus? Hello! Thats SOOO early!', but for me, thats like very late because Im used to getting up by 8plus). Not forgetting, EAT like a pig. Watched Up (at least I watched A movie this off). So, I can summed up that this time off is quite fulfilling for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next time I will be having off will be....during middle of May...which is actually my study break for my FINALS! OH MY! See...how fast time flies. By then, I will be so close to completing my first year as Medical student. I hope I will pass the first year with flying colours and in the process of it, I hope I will enjoy and grow more in many ways, BUT most of all not grow sideways! (you know what I mean...) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think thats all for now. Just the sudden urge to blog after reading one of my friend's blog, she wrote so long. Gotta have my lunch and resume with my undone work. Two things yet to be completed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till then, goodbye~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-4339846526379677998?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4339846526379677998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/03/no67-comes-to-end.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/4339846526379677998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/4339846526379677998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/03/no67-comes-to-end.html' title='No.67 - Comes to An End'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-5225784194687288798</id><published>2010-03-15T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T14:03:30.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.66 - Studies and Sports</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;such a lame title, cant think of what to name this post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so basically, based on the title, the past weeks had been filled with studies and sports. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i just finished my 3rd continuous assessment. actually its not complete yet as they postponed the last paper due to some 'eeyor' reasons. but its okay, its gonna be ethics only. overall i think i did badly for the 5papers. so lets just wait for the results. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so thats the studies part, now come the sports part. manchester united blasted 4 goals against ac milan. how about that? rooney's on form currently, hope he maintains it until the season ends and during world cup. and the carling cup is already manutd's, champions league in quarter-final, league currently 1st although chelsea has a game in hand. football aside, badminton now. last night watched how lee chong wei managed to pull himself back into the game after trailing to the young japanese guy. lin dan got knocked out in the quarters. so it was all chong wei's, he can 'murder' himself had he not win it. sports...myself gonna play badminton for few days this week...because im currently on..............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;H-O-L-I-D-A-Y!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~BYE~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-5225784194687288798?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/5225784194687288798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/03/no66-studies-and-sports.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5225784194687288798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5225784194687288798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/03/no66-studies-and-sports.html' title='No.66 - Studies and Sports'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-4945793046740656629</id><published>2010-03-02T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T22:17:19.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.65 - How Time Flies..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;roughly a year ago, i received my stpm result, thinking its the end of my dream. but God certainly has His way in everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now, another batch after me already received their stpm results and im already 1/10 in my journey towards my dream. thats how time flies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;every now and then you hear me saying exam is coming, exam is nearing. ya, nonstop. next one is just days away but im topicSSSSS away. ya, note the amount of 'S'. and time will fly and i hope i will pass with flying colours too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there is nothing much to update lately. quite a few been asking me to update my blog. somehow i chose this odd time to update it. everyone is busy studying, im busy chewing crackers and blogging. way to go, joyce! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shall blog when im done with the exam. shall get myself some time off also. the heat is killing me softly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-4945793046740656629?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4945793046740656629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/03/no65-how-time-flies.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/4945793046740656629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/4945793046740656629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/03/no65-how-time-flies.html' title='No.65 - How Time Flies..'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-7941901217821534967</id><published>2010-02-14T02:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T02:25:49.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.64 - Happy Chinese New Year 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/S3bum8S9kCI/AAAAAAAAAqw/0AICKEbclMQ/s1600-h/CNY2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437795952884551714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/S3bum8S9kCI/AAAAAAAAAqw/0AICKEbclMQ/s320/CNY2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after a long absence from my blog, im finally back. nothing much to update about actually. just to wish Happy CNY and also jot down a thing or two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2nd Chinese New Year without my grandmother. the feeling of something's missing and the feeling got stronger as i was watching Money Not Enough 2. even though ive watched it before, yet the impact was still there. im sure someone felt it even more... no longer the same CNY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this holiday is not exactly holiday, as usual, the need to catch up on my studies. ive yet to obtain the complete result for my 2nd CA, and the 3rd CA is just around the corner. this is called No Mercy. this term is really packed, practically everyday morning till evening classes. exhausted by the time the sun sets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think thats all for now. so the above picture is from the CNY BBQ Gathering we had on Friday's night. catching up with all, without Amy, sadly. was supposed to have video conference but her internet just had to show its temper on that night. urgh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thats all folks. till then, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-7941901217821534967?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7941901217821534967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/02/no64-happy-chinese-new-year-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/7941901217821534967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/7941901217821534967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/02/no64-happy-chinese-new-year-2010.html' title='No.64 - Happy Chinese New Year 2010'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/S3bum8S9kCI/AAAAAAAAAqw/0AICKEbclMQ/s72-c/CNY2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-212687601529821393</id><published>2010-01-08T19:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T19:59:21.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.63 - .........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;no title for this post? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its because im speechless, cant think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just completed my 2nd continuous assessment. am supposed to be really joyful, but no. sad. yes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why? just because of&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALLAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just incase you do not know, churches being petrol-bombed, cars with rosary/crucifix are smashed. just because of&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALLAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just see how uncivilized human beings can be. do they even qualified to be classified as human beings??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for years, we, non-malays have been singing our state's anthem, having the word Allah in it. do we complain? no! because it merely means God. then why is the fuss now? and when a malay writes an essay, mentioning about the Creator, for surely he/she uses the word God instead of Allah. so should we sue them? no! because it doesnt say that God only can be used by non-Muslims. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and even if you are unsatisfied with such decision, so many things can be done the right way, no bombing a holy, worship place. your Allah will be so shameful of your character. better think of what you are doing now as continue doing this might just bring Malaysia to a greater level of destruction - DISUNITY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is just so yesterday and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B**LS**T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if this way of me expressing my thoughts will land me in ISA, i hope most of you will be by my side, supporting me. at least im more civilized than 'the rest'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;prays that everything will be alright soon. Lord, forgive them for they do not know what they are doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-212687601529821393?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/212687601529821393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/01/no63.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/212687601529821393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/212687601529821393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2010/01/no63.html' title='No.63 - .........'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-8246296745797223833</id><published>2009-12-17T21:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T21:51:42.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.62 - Semester Break = Study Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;note the equation? yes, im starting my semester break officially this friday until the 3rd of january 2010. il be back in campus on the 4th day of the new year for my 2nd continuous assessment. so now you figured out where the above equation came from? afteral this holiday is not holiday, its study break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lots to do during the break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;main mission : &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CATCH UP AND STUDY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will be meeting up with friends, those far and near. will be in christmas mood, so i think will be going for choir practice and house visiting. hopefully will have few badminton sessions with my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i will be keeping the activities list short because the activities list has been long for the past weeks that i spent very little time on my studies. was involved in a charity event organized by the university.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think thats all for a short update. till then.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;***MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CHRISTMAS!***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*malaysia just won the gold medal for men football SEA Games. hopefully malaysia's football will be on the rise. could see slight future from the time i watched them played man.utd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-8246296745797223833?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8246296745797223833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/12/no62-semester-break-study-break.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/8246296745797223833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/8246296745797223833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/12/no62-semester-break-study-break.html' title='No.62 - Semester Break = Study Break'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-4468294303715962064</id><published>2009-11-20T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T18:19:13.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.61 - Post Mortem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i conducted a post-mortem? no, no, not what you think of. i only studied 3months, so i do not even know how to diagnose a simple infection, how could i even do a post-mortem? its just post-mortem for my 1st examination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;already gotten all my marks. i sat for 6papers and failure came back to look for me after it left during my upper 6 mid-year examination. i failed one of the paper, epidemiology, a subject that has so much calculations and interpretations to do. im short of 0.8 to pass, how close, right? after sitting for that paper, i knew i did quite badly, i didnt prepare for it thoroughly. i was just hoping for a pass. the result was last among the 6papers. the other 5papers were satisfactory although much could be done to improve. so it felt like a rollercoaster ride which halfway through the ride the track is missing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its time for me to sit down and reflect on what went wrong and how i am supposed to overcome the problem to do better in the coming assessments. i need to continue working hard to stand a chance to obtain loans or scholarships. i failed in yet another application for scholarship 2days back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~back to home sweet home for the weekend~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-4468294303715962064?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4468294303715962064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/11/no61-post-mortem.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/4468294303715962064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/4468294303715962064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/11/no61-post-mortem.html' title='No.61 - Post Mortem'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-4236501409607001477</id><published>2009-10-25T21:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:24:47.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.60 - Start of 2nd Half of 1st Semester Year 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i will be beginning my 2nd half of my year 1 1st semester tomorrow. ive completed more than 2months of my 1st year. how time flies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just reached my campus 2hours ago, unpacked everything and soon will be getting in touch with my books and notes.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i had the sudden urge to blog this. the urge came when i was on my journey back here, in the bus from butterworth bus station to sungai petani. it got me thinking when the bus passed the junction to kepala batas where i was able to see the ACMS building.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what so significant about the building?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i will relate it to &lt;strong&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/strong&gt; :- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For I know the plans I have for you, declares The Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes, indeed its true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i applied for both ACMS and AIMST because they are the cheapest medical course available in malaysia (for sure excluding the public universities)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ACMS called me up a couple of times, sent me letter to ask me to attend for the selection test. but its not confirm that i will obtain a place as i have to do very well for the test. its quite impossible to do as i looked the past year questions and also there are physics questions. besides that the test is not free of charge. it costs nearly rm700. so i was hesitating whether to go for it or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but obviously that place was not meant for me. yes, God has greater plans for me. the day before i was supposed to go for the test, AIMST called me up and told that i was offered a place. from that point onwards, there is no looking back. convincing everyone that this is the choice i am making was the toughest part, especially those who i expected to encourage and support me with my choice even discouraged me. determination and faith won the battle as i managed to find my way out of it and confirmed my place there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ever since coming here, everything has been falling into places well enough. financially, assistance been coming in one by one, hopefully it will continue. studying has been relatively alright, doing the best i can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, what else can i ask from Him? nothing else, but just continue guiding me in this journey, the journey to achieve my longtime dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so now my ultimate goal is to graduate with 1st class honours and be a doctor with a difference. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(thanks to our prime minister - bajet 2010, graduating with 1st class honours will convert the ptptn loan to scholarship)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396542001044642018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SuReW5u92OI/AAAAAAAAAqo/0rSHCOulY4w/s320/hlphnd2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with God's helping hand, il be able to go through every obstacles in life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-4236501409607001477?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4236501409607001477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/10/no60-start-of-2nd-half-of-1st-semester.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/4236501409607001477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/4236501409607001477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/10/no60-start-of-2nd-half-of-1st-semester.html' title='No.60 - Start of 2nd Half of 1st Semester Year 1'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SuReW5u92OI/AAAAAAAAAqo/0rSHCOulY4w/s72-c/hlphnd2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-2301566479354383966</id><published>2009-10-23T22:37:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T23:10:06.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.59 - Going Back to Battlefield</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;11days of holiday is coming to an end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one word to describe : insufficient. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, 11days is not enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im hoping for 11months, 11years, 11decades and so on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO NO, il be dead by then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*lets cut the crap*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, it isnt exactly holiday holiday.&lt;br /&gt;as i mentioned earlier, 2assignments, documents to be completed, 3exams to study for, 2topics to catch up with and repay my lost sleep for the previous week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so here are some of the activities i did for the holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*not in chronological order though*&lt;br /&gt;so far, now its friday night, i only completed the assignments and the documents. so just imagine how 'much' i did over the holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went back to my secondary school to get documents certified and signed. chatted with few teachers. found out that starting of next year, no more life's brief candle, no more the lotus eater, no more the necklace, no more the road not taken etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;presenting to you the new literature book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395807747393015442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SuHCjtupTpI/AAAAAAAAAqg/BYvbP_wHKsA/s320/DSC01759.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while waiting for my turn to meet the principal&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395807680014434962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SuHCfyuVwpI/AAAAAAAAAqY/GlDwJ7EQIsI/s320/DSC01758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my brother's 21st birthday celebration. had a small party at home. invited few people over. loads of food. and a huge cake. just for the boy, no, the man who just turned 21.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395805582281386338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SuHAlsDzqWI/AAAAAAAAApg/hWuMOgo9PIg/s320/DSC01716.JPG" /&gt;this is what you can see on the table. there are more on the floor, i meant the BBQ pit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395806079968991314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SuHBCqFx2FI/AAAAAAAAApw/ySSfCokC3nw/s320/DSC01721.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;birthday cake with birthday boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395805752570114226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SuHAvmbzcLI/AAAAAAAAApo/cMya-h9AJA8/s320/DSC01719.JPG" /&gt; birthday cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next up is deepavali celebration. to jira's house for yum yum. but too bad, pictures of yum yum food forgotten to take. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395806388319796418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SuHBUmyVvMI/AAAAAAAAAqA/kbQEQBIp_r4/s320/DSC01731.JPG" /&gt;jira, joanne, melissa and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395806218021337794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SuHBKsYBesI/AAAAAAAAAp4/YvoCzFY8vno/s320/DSC01729.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i started my exercise back, but not on daily basis. one day go, one day skip. when will i ever lose weight?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395807611258262866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SuHCbyll1VI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/DcYdKwMu8p0/s320/DSC01756.JPG" /&gt; the pathetic looking water-lily pond&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395807559023699186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SuHCYv_5pPI/AAAAAAAAAqI/sjxAqlfnz5E/s320/DSC01735.JPG" /&gt;the playground during late evening&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so that's all interesting activities i did, not so interesting though. thought of visitng the musuem and going for a hike at maxwell hill. but am all alone, what to do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so now im gonna be back to business. books and notes calling me, so i better hurry up and leave this cyber world. il be back on off. not so soon maybe. 3papers up for me. and im eager to know how i fared for the papers ive sat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-2301566479354383966?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2301566479354383966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/10/no59-going-back-to-battlefield.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/2301566479354383966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/2301566479354383966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/10/no59-going-back-to-battlefield.html' title='No.59 - Going Back to Battlefield'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SuHCjtupTpI/AAAAAAAAAqg/BYvbP_wHKsA/s72-c/DSC01759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-3983410935243682049</id><published>2009-10-15T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T01:03:09.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.58 - JLYP-Medicine War 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;not the war you can think of. its just examination and me. yes, as i said, i will be back AFTER my continuous assessment. but this is a premature end to my assessment because :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1)one paper was postponed due to lack of space and miscommunication. how ridiculous is that? 1st time in my life exam got postponed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2)one paper got postponed due to the exam day will be a half-day for deepavali. im like what the??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so my continuous assessment is not exactly over, two more papers to go, excluding the malaysian studies and entreprenuership. and there are two assignments to be completed. so the holiday which begins today evening itself is not exactly a holiday. its just a week plus of extra rest and less stress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how do i find the papers that ive completed? well, relatively ok i would say so. still dont know how marks are awarded. this is the first time i answer my exam questions in point and table form. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how was the process of studying? this is the first time i actually read/study/revise everyday (excluded some of the holidays) never have i been this hardworking in my entire life before. and with so much time to read everyday, i actually no longer just merely memorizing everything and vomit them out on exam day. now i actually do understand them and remember them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;besides that, this is the first time when i study, i do not need to be in a proper position, as in everything is well arranged and i am sitted on the chair reading. this time, my whole bed was full of books and notes and pencils. sometimes you can see me sitting and reading, walking and reading, sleeping and reading. so not me back then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think there is nothing much to be updated on. maybe when nearing the end of the holiday il update again, then we will see how much i progressed during the holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when the holiday is over, its marks the second part of my first semester of my first year. wow. thats fast, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;its creepy....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-3983410935243682049?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/3983410935243682049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/10/no58-jlyp-medicine-war-1.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/3983410935243682049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/3983410935243682049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/10/no58-jlyp-medicine-war-1.html' title='No.58 - JLYP-Medicine War 1'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-6738202716985983608</id><published>2009-10-07T18:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T18:19:03.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.57 - Examination</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;the countdown in my computer shows that there is only 4days left to my 1st continuous assessment - my first battle in the medical field. almost two months had passed, been spending time on the desk and infront of the big pile of books almost everyday without fail in campus, yet here i am, blogging because of the sudden heaviness i felt in my heart, mostly due to exam-jitters. lack of confidence i suppose. finished catching up with whatever were taught, now do not know where to start to revise. so much to do, so little time available. and things just seem to keep coming nonstop. i wish they could take a break, be well and give me peace of mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389798089008353682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SsxozjpsEZI/AAAAAAAAApY/54NM98qCWyI/s320/hand-in-the-air-praying.jpg" /&gt;here's asking for help from the above, to give me the strength to prevail, to succeed in the battle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 219px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389797882487271538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SsxoniTOcHI/AAAAAAAAApQ/R3Teouvf-uU/s320/courage1.jpg" /&gt;i want courage like the cat, able to walk freely, without fear though being surrounded by a row of dogs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*pray the best for me. il be back after the assessment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can do all things through Him who strengthens me. Phil 4:13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-6738202716985983608?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6738202716985983608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/10/no57-examination.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6738202716985983608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6738202716985983608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/10/no57-examination.html' title='No.57 - Examination'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SsxozjpsEZI/AAAAAAAAApY/54NM98qCWyI/s72-c/hand-in-the-air-praying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-9043119523623230200</id><published>2009-10-03T11:16:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T12:04:18.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.56 - Whirlwind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;been quite some time since i last updated with pictures. been busy catching up with studies. me being able to blog now doesnt mean that i have finished catching up. its just that i felt like i want to blog. exam is coming up real soon, 2nd week of october. yet to start my revision because havent even completed studying what has been taught. just hope that i will do well in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;been falling sick quite often, a series of flu, sore throat, headaches and stomach ache. something must be wrong somewhere, will get clarification quite soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;didnt go back to taiping for last weekend, therefore i am back here this week. visited my babysitter, she was not feeling well last month, only got the news last week. she looks ok now. hoping the best for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SsbC7CVwOLI/AAAAAAAAApI/s862TpamX2A/s1600-h/DSC01607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388208323691559090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SsbC7CVwOLI/AAAAAAAAApI/s862TpamX2A/s320/DSC01607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; chocolate cake and dragon fruit jelly for babysitter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***** *****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;took sister and went to lake garden to have a look as it is the eve of mooncake festival. let the pictures speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SsbC2CAFUcI/AAAAAAAAApA/YKiDIpO-DCM/s1600-h/DSC01609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388208237701321154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SsbC2CAFUcI/AAAAAAAAApA/YKiDIpO-DCM/s320/DSC01609.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; there will always be light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SsbCwOA8iEI/AAAAAAAAAo4/9oFnyVkOYIo/s1600-h/DSC01608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388208137846949954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SsbCwOA8iEI/AAAAAAAAAo4/9oFnyVkOYIo/s320/DSC01608.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lanterns set up by sis at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SsbCo-u0rzI/AAAAAAAAAow/eKN4XC6UreQ/s1600-h/DSC01617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388208013485322034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SsbCo-u0rzI/AAAAAAAAAow/eKN4XC6UreQ/s320/DSC01617.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; there is lantern which displays one of my favourite cartoon character, bubbles of powerpuff girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SsbCixfENnI/AAAAAAAAAoo/en9OyvIvNNE/s1600-h/DSC01618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388207906850354802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SsbCixfENnI/AAAAAAAAAoo/en9OyvIvNNE/s320/DSC01618.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; see how lighted up the lake garden was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SsbCdv3MlaI/AAAAAAAAAog/73tjj-t-9Dc/s1600-h/DSC01621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388207820515349922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SsbCdv3MlaI/AAAAAAAAAog/73tjj-t-9Dc/s320/DSC01621.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; even managed to witness fireworks! so nice, there were so many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SsbCYqvK21I/AAAAAAAAAoY/CK9i_RS163w/s1600-h/DSC01625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388207733240159058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SsbCYqvK21I/AAAAAAAAAoY/CK9i_RS163w/s320/DSC01625.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; somehow it seems like mooncake festival is also the time when youngsters in taiping will strut their stuffs at the lake garden - break dancing. every year you can see crowds forming a circle, with all the b-boys (first time i am using this term) showing their moves. wonder why they are doing this here and then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***** *****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so here's wishing everyone happy mooncake festival. will be off and away to study already. maybe will be back after my exam. i will be having a one week break then. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***** *****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;note the title : whirlwind? yes. things around are happening drastically. major too. especially the earthquakes and tsunami, both taking away liveS. may their souls rest in peace and their family members be strong and courages. oh my.... what is happening... and things around me too. luckily they are not taking away liveS but my sanity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***** *****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;has the world changed or is it just me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-9043119523623230200?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/9043119523623230200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/10/no56-whirlwind.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/9043119523623230200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/9043119523623230200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/10/no56-whirlwind.html' title='No.56 - Whirlwind'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SsbC7CVwOLI/AAAAAAAAApI/s862TpamX2A/s72-c/DSC01607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-9156660920556540028</id><published>2009-09-26T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T21:05:14.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.55 - This is Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes we just say things that we didnt mean to say, this is life;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes we just get distanced because of getting too caught up with our own business, this is life;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes we do not know how it feels when we are just a fraction of seconds late for something until it happened to us, this is life;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes it reaches a point where we just feel like giving up on everything, this is life;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes we are caught in the middle and had to make a difficult decision, this is life;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes we just get drifted to do things we are not supposed to do though knowing it is so, this is life;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes it is all about others, nothing about us, this is life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, this is life? everything sounds so sad, gloomy. is life so pathetic??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;surely no! life is another way round if we see things the other way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;think before we speak;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;try our best to be not so caught up with things and always keep in touch;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;always be early and quick, never settle for second best;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do not get ourself into positions which we will be undecided, make things clearer;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;try to stick to our principle and do what is right, always bear in mind;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;always give and take, so there will be you and me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, life can be this way! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is the most random post i ever wrote, something that i just felt like typing, the sudden urge, thats why it sounds so crappy. but who cares? blog is where i type whatever i want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok, serious time. i shall dedicate this part of the post to a friend of mine, someone whom i got close with since form 4 and even more closer in form 5. used to text-message each other around a minimum of 100-200sms per day, the maximum was 500+, nearing 600. yes, thats how crazy we were back then. but that came to a halt when spm was nearing. we used to talk and think crazily (wait! mind you, dont think dirty please, nothing above 18) we spent most of the time in school together too. a teacher used to ask either one of us when we are not together, where is your twin. it seemed like we were never apart, anywhere you go in the school, you can see us together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;notice all the past tense used above in describing my friend? yes, all that were something in the past. as we move on in our own lives, things caught up with us, i was still in taiping, she left to a place where pigs and pork could hardly be seen. no longer much communications. when she comes back for holiday, that is the time we meet up and laughed over things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, why am i dedicating this to her? is she gone? oh no! not gone forever, just going to go on a journey, a journey to a new chapter in her life, in getting what she is destined to be. His plan for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tian Wei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, here's wishing you all the best in your journey. everything will be great for you, just believe in Him, cast all your burdens to Him and He will give you rest. though you are miles apart, may we keep in touch, never let go this friendship of ours. until we meet again, do take care of yourself there and enjoy the place, visit as many places as you can and decorate your blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is part of life too, friends going far away.....&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; they will be back! i shall wait...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-9156660920556540028?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/9156660920556540028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/09/no55-this-is-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/9156660920556540028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/9156660920556540028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/09/no55-this-is-life.html' title='No.55 - This is Life'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-9057238506385208495</id><published>2009-09-13T11:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T11:59:51.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.54 - Weekend Without Taiping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;after completing five weeks at AIMST, this weekend is my 1st of not being able to get back to taiping. so sad. every sunday when i get back to campus, il be counting down for friday = back to taiping. but this week i was not allowed to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;last week i wasn't really myself, feeling sleepy all the time, studying less than usual. but slowly i got back the rhythm. so back to studying and doing assignments, which il be doing so after blogging this, an assignment due tomorrow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so weekend without taiping, only significant event was the reason why i had to remain here that is to complete a group assignment - interview a successful entrepreneur. so my group (consist of 10people) decided to interview a doctor who co-owns klinik bersatu. so 7 of us (jason, mei-dree, wooi choo, fanny, sitha, rahman and i) met up the doctor at pizza hut in jusco at seberang perai. the interview was ok and we had our dinner after that before going jalan-jalan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;want to know what's my dinner? promise me you wouldnt laugh after i tell you the secret. this is because all of them made fun of me (except rahman) for tasting my dinner for the 1st time. im considered a jungle-person for them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SqxmAntPHzI/AAAAAAAAAnw/Ym_apBYkZ64/s1600-h/DSC01547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380787815645650738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SqxmAntPHzI/AAAAAAAAAnw/Ym_apBYkZ64/s320/DSC01547.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sqxl8KFgQoI/AAAAAAAAAno/X-9K9hxymfk/s1600-h/DSC01548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380787738974896770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sqxl8KFgQoI/AAAAAAAAAno/X-9K9hxymfk/s320/DSC01548.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, my 1st plate of nando's chicken. 1/4 chicken (mild, not bad right though im 1st timer suppose to taste the lemon &amp;amp; herb) and 2 sidedishes (mediterreanian rice and coleslaw). tasted ok lah, but i still prefer kenny rogers (more tasty and the chicken not so dehydrated! haha, nando's, please dont come after me!)&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now. no photos from the interview because i wouldnt want to be sued by the doctor for putting up his face and our group photo is still with rahman. by the time i get the photo from him, i no longer have the 'kick' to update the blog.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;ok, off i go to do my things! am very happy that next weekend will be a long holiday! off until wednesday, classes resume thursday!&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;here's wishing all my friends who are observing fast now, an early&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*things getting better now, future seems brighter, as the saying goes, where there's a will, there's always a way! just believe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-9057238506385208495?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/9057238506385208495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/09/no54-weekend-without-taiping.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/9057238506385208495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/9057238506385208495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/09/no54-weekend-without-taiping.html' title='No.54 - Weekend Without Taiping'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SqxmAntPHzI/AAAAAAAAAnw/Ym_apBYkZ64/s72-c/DSC01547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-6622656912050093302</id><published>2009-09-05T01:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T01:33:55.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.53 - It's My Birthday, I'm 19 now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, now im 19, officially. the last -teen il be having. next year it will be the number '2'. so im no longer young. old already. but still, not much changes to myself, thats what i felt. just that i need to buck up in my studies. journey in the medical world has just started nearly a month ago, things getting tougher. so all i asked for this birthday is W-I-S-D-O-M, yes, wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;am back in taiping for the weekend. need to get my rest and also catch up and revise and assignments to complete. urgh. i think i better make a move.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;got 2cakes for this birthday, plus another 1 is just a slice. celebration started yesterday, thanks to my coursemates. quite surprised though expected. but still, nice to get people to celebrate though im at new environment.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SqFNGldBxRI/AAAAAAAAAng/I6qsJcX8768/s1600-h/DSC01506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SqFNGldBxRI/AAAAAAAAAng/I6qsJcX8768/s320/DSC01506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377664205585499410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pandan layer cake from mum and sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SqFNAbw7cTI/AAAAAAAAAnY/kBDgbq8MmwM/s1600-h/DSC01510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SqFNAbw7cTI/AAAAAAAAAnY/kBDgbq8MmwM/s320/DSC01510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377664099905401138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chocolate and fruits cake from aunty philo and pat&lt;br /&gt;(photo of presents not included =) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SqFM8Q3_H0I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/supsnQG2ZHQ/s1600-h/DSC01504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SqFM8Q3_H0I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/supsnQG2ZHQ/s320/DSC01504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377664028262735682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and i want to express my gratitude and appreciation to all who wished me, either through sms or facebook (very happy to receive sms from 3 of my friends who are at overseas currently)&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;so im 19 now! happy birthday to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-6622656912050093302?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6622656912050093302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/09/no53-its-my-birthday-im-19-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6622656912050093302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6622656912050093302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/09/no53-its-my-birthday-im-19-now.html' title='No.53 - It&apos;s My Birthday, I&apos;m 19 now!'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SqFNGldBxRI/AAAAAAAAAng/I6qsJcX8768/s72-c/DSC01506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-6388676595290797405</id><published>2009-08-28T22:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T23:13:35.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.52 - Can't Think of What Title To Put</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;its raining season, at sungai petani and taiping too. everyday i get wet, no umbrella or the umbrella available is just too small for me. so its umbrella parade everyday at medical building and everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;classes are ok for me, except falling asleep almost every lecture. i need help for this, anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SpfvQDphRLI/AAAAAAAAAnI/RNuVGv-V7Ik/s1600-h/DSC01489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375027739426374834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SpfvQDphRLI/AAAAAAAAAnI/RNuVGv-V7Ik/s320/DSC01489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the umbrella parade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i think i gotta go, just a brief update, nothing much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everyday at AIMST = wake up, bathe, breakfast, classes, lunch, classes or self-study, maybe jogging, dinner, self-study, sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;boring, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so am back for the long weekend. why? its Merdeka!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so a picture to conclude my post - Nasi Lemak, Malaysians' favourite breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SpfuyS-9EkI/AAAAAAAAAnA/NhLDvxUt6h0/s1600-h/DSC01485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375027228146733634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SpfuyS-9EkI/AAAAAAAAAnA/NhLDvxUt6h0/s320/DSC01485.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sarapanku pembekal tenagaku untuk hariku di universitiku&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aku Anak Malaysia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tanggal 31, Merdeka!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-6388676595290797405?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6388676595290797405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/no52-cant-think-of-what-title-to-put.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6388676595290797405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6388676595290797405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/no52-cant-think-of-what-title-to-put.html' title='No.52 - Can&apos;t Think of What Title To Put'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SpfvQDphRLI/AAAAAAAAAnI/RNuVGv-V7Ik/s72-c/DSC01489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-7597969969043044340</id><published>2009-08-20T20:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:27:02.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.51 - I'm Disabled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/So1ADd_iEfI/AAAAAAAAAm4/VANk8SMjHKs/s1600-h/DSC01477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/So1ADd_iEfI/AAAAAAAAAm4/VANk8SMjHKs/s320/DSC01477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372020358857757170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yes, literally i'm disabled. here goes the story.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;went to the toilet during break, but toilet was in washing process, so the cleaner said can use the disabled toilet. mei-dree went and came out. so it was my turn. when i finished, i wanted to unlock it, i turned the lock yet i couldnt open it, i thought they were holding my door. so i tried and tried and tried, i still couldnt open. then only mei-dree said must turn two rounds! lol! managed to open at last.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;moral of the story is its difficult being a disabled and i experienced it today! I'M DISABLED!&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;i shall end this post a little bit more colourful since i had quite a dull day, managed to stay awake in classes and fell asleep reading halfway in the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/So1AAbdlcSI/AAAAAAAAAmw/vaOr9jiVya4/s1600-h/DSC01478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/So1AAbdlcSI/AAAAAAAAAmw/vaOr9jiVya4/s320/DSC01478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372020306638893346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is my lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/So0_9eUhYdI/AAAAAAAAAmo/CgQtYLPegIU/s1600-h/DSC01479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/So0_9eUhYdI/AAAAAAAAAmo/CgQtYLPegIU/s320/DSC01479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372020255866577362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is my dinner&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;going back tomorrow, but a lot of reading to do. and also need to catch up my sleep, feeling extra tired. shall not spend time on internet much!&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-7597969969043044340?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7597969969043044340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/no51-im-disabled.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/7597969969043044340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/7597969969043044340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/no51-im-disabled.html' title='No.51 - I&apos;m Disabled'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/So1ADd_iEfI/AAAAAAAAAm4/VANk8SMjHKs/s72-c/DSC01477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-3106165988574681481</id><published>2009-08-19T20:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T20:47:49.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.50 - Missing Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1st time blogging from university, from my own desk. just bathed, had dinner and going to study and discussion. went for jog just now, stamina improved a little.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;note the title of this post? here is the story.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;went to library to study in the afternoon, took a locker, got the key, kept my bag. went to study. after finish, nearly went off without my bag until wooi choo reminded me. then as we walked to the locker, i realised the tag for the key is missing! i panicked, scared need to pay alot for the tag. so i kept quiet and went to the locker, trying to recall which locker is mine! but i couldn't recall. so what we did? tried they key on every single locker there! how lame! laughed and laughed and laughed. in the end, gave up and peeped at the list on the counter for the number of my locker. its A015. ha ha ha! luckily im not fined for losing the tag.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;i realised the post might sounded a little 'dry'. the experience of it was fun! lost the touch of putting emotions in my writing.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;ok, got to go~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-3106165988574681481?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/3106165988574681481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/no50-missing-tag.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/3106165988574681481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/3106165988574681481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/no50-missing-tag.html' title='No.50 - Missing Tag'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-2569839980205407499</id><published>2009-08-16T00:48:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T01:11:11.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No. 49 - A Look at My Campus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;am currently back in taiping, will be leaving for kedah in few hours time, dont feel like, but have to. must be focused with what i want. so il be taking all of you for a sneak peek of my campus. (more pics than words, laptop running out of battery)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sobo2YzMCmI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/13CJJt_HMKo/s1600-h/DSC01432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sobo2YzMCmI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/13CJJt_HMKo/s320/DSC01432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370235626753624674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SobozQJJWMI/AAAAAAAAAmI/NjK_yk3wnK4/s1600-h/DSC01435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SobozQJJWMI/AAAAAAAAAmI/NjK_yk3wnK4/s320/DSC01435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370235572890196162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;during registration, at the Great/Grand (not sure which one) Hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SobowcCayWI/AAAAAAAAAmA/HSpWBVukMgc/s1600-h/DSC01437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SobowcCayWI/AAAAAAAAAmA/HSpWBVukMgc/s320/DSC01437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370235524543596898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the cafetaria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SobotXZZR5I/AAAAAAAAAl4/11pCAVawNkc/s1600-h/DSC01452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SobotXZZR5I/AAAAAAAAAl4/11pCAVawNkc/s320/DSC01452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370235471758182290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my hostel, its in the campus itself, everything walking distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SobopMjbY0I/AAAAAAAAAlw/sUgSiPBehTo/s1600-h/DSC01440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SobopMjbY0I/AAAAAAAAAlw/sUgSiPBehTo/s320/DSC01440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370235400127996738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me shadow jogging, the track nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sobol3jgKaI/AAAAAAAAAlo/XBWtmdVH3x8/s1600-h/DSC01438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sobol3jgKaI/AAAAAAAAAlo/XBWtmdVH3x8/s320/DSC01438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370235342951557538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the football field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sobog6RofuI/AAAAAAAAAlg/-F15U5YZwCs/s1600-h/DSC01441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sobog6RofuI/AAAAAAAAAlg/-F15U5YZwCs/s320/DSC01441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370235257782566626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of the meals, yes, that chunk of chicken is huge, so dont be surprised if the food continues to be this good, ul see me growing sideways. 3meals per day, breakfast (had nasi lemak, puree, 'loh mee'), lunch (2types of vege and chic or fish) and dinner (same like lunch). 4booths set up; chinese, malay, indian and vege food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sobodz5Z0KI/AAAAAAAAAlY/HlDaaymv904/s1600-h/DSC01448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sobodz5Z0KI/AAAAAAAAAlY/HlDaaymv904/s320/DSC01448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370235204530720930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a sneak peek of my locker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SoboaZFiKaI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/rsjsbgo2VcM/s1600-h/DSC01449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SoboaZFiKaI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/rsjsbgo2VcM/s320/DSC01449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370235145794234786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my bed (no pillow, haha! this week onwards will have)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SoboOcWH98I/AAAAAAAAAlI/aU6EM2D8mXY/s1600-h/DSC01450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SoboOcWH98I/AAAAAAAAAlI/aU6EM2D8mXY/s320/DSC01450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370234940510697410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my desk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SoboKsS8DeI/AAAAAAAAAlA/wNuG8jbtGSg/s1600-h/DSC01451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SoboKsS8DeI/AAAAAAAAAlA/wNuG8jbtGSg/s320/DSC01451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370234876072824290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the room (a room of four, currently 1 vacant, 2 other occupied by seniors , 1 doing 2nd year medic, another 1 doing pharmacy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SoboGpOLDwI/AAAAAAAAAk4/6qWOVpRjywY/s1600-h/DSC01446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SoboGpOLDwI/AAAAAAAAAk4/6qWOVpRjywY/s320/DSC01446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370234806528052994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SoboDSTQSUI/AAAAAAAAAkw/BbEQbmvK5_8/s1600-h/13082009344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SoboDSTQSUI/AAAAAAAAAkw/BbEQbmvK5_8/s320/13082009344.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370234748835744066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my orientation group, Group 5 (Pentagon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sobn1WbEP6I/AAAAAAAAAkg/ZwMqIJaL9DM/s1600-h/DSC01459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sobn1WbEP6I/AAAAAAAAAkg/ZwMqIJaL9DM/s320/DSC01459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370234509424082850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is Mei-Dree, met her online through Lowyat forum&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sobn49NGOXI/AAAAAAAAAko/B6XBrGzmaq4/s1600-h/DSC01458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sobn49NGOXI/AAAAAAAAAko/B6XBrGzmaq4/s320/DSC01458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370234571374082418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is Wooi Choo, Mei-Dree's schoolmate and  roommate. 3 of us hang out together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SobnwvmXgXI/AAAAAAAAAkY/yCf5tj-V4kM/s1600-h/DSC01445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SobnwvmXgXI/AAAAAAAAAkY/yCf5tj-V4kM/s320/DSC01445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370234430283022706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;went visitng on 3rd day. met cadavars. i'm scared actually. gotta start praying for tonnes of courage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SobnpXZE1WI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/ckTy_AnLIQc/s1600-h/DSC01462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SobnpXZE1WI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/ckTy_AnLIQc/s320/DSC01462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370234303525737826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;where the mannequins (check it out what it is) are placed, for students to practice on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SobnSm8rHhI/AAAAAAAAAkI/2cCURN1HZjs/s1600-h/DSC01457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SobnSm8rHhI/AAAAAAAAAkI/2cCURN1HZjs/s320/DSC01457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370233912564588050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;microscope, was given a talk on how to use it effectively. shall recommend to schools to start giving talks on how to use it. now only i know why i used to hate using this device&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now. as i said earlier, battery is running low. gotta make a move now. need to read up on certain stuffs. will be sometime till i blog next.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;last but not least, to su lin, have a safe flight and take extra good care of yourself. make sure everything packed properly. make sure you make your antenna longer! do keep us all over here updated~ dont forget us! sorry i cant send you off. wish i can make it. thanks for the memories we had. will be missing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-2569839980205407499?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2569839980205407499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-49-look-at-my-campus.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/2569839980205407499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/2569839980205407499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-49-look-at-my-campus.html' title='No. 49 - A Look at My Campus'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sobo2YzMCmI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/13CJJt_HMKo/s72-c/DSC01432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-5266520485214268179</id><published>2009-08-11T15:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T15:24:59.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.48 - Greetings from AIMST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hi there everyone. everything is fine over here, just managed to access internet since i didnt bring along my laptop. am in the computer lab now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yesterday was bad at first, the sad feeling overwhelmed me, what to do, first time leaving home, you see. unloaded everything. my room is fine. im in a room of four. currently, there is a vacant and one roommate is on holiday. so i only have one roommate at the moment. an indian girl, 2nd year medic student. she is friendly, spoke to her, had to borrow her iron and kettle for this week, i didnt bring mine, so smart of me you see. and the most essential thing i didnt bring : pillow. so i am pillowless for a week. but its ok, 99% going back this weekend. will get everything that i am short of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the room is big, each provided with a study table, a single bed and a metal cupboard, huge one, still have spaces left. toilet ok but bathroom too small! turn anywhere, you will see four corners of the wall, that bad you know, especially for huge people like me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;food over here is ok. had four meals already. edible and filling, so its fine with me. they set up four booths ; malay, chinese, indian and vegetarian food. so we can choose from either booth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;couldnt sleep well, was hard to fall asleep the first night over here. slept at 2, woke up at 6.30am. had to go for breakfast before 8, briefing started at 8.30. so it was talks until 12.30. then had briefing awhile after lunch and here i am blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i think thats all. no pictures as i havent took many and no cable here to transfer. am still feeling a bit sad, maybe it takes time to get over this feeling. soon when there is work to do then maybe i wouldn't be feeling so. planning to go for jog after resting. found friends over here already, thank God, if not il end up in the room wetting my pillow case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;il be back this weekend, cant wait for it. i am sounding like a small girl, but i just cant help it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so to everyone who is wondering how am i doing, i think this update tells all. if still wondering, can give me a call, am currently very free for this week. tomorrow orientation only starts at 2pm, from what i know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok, enough of me talking so much. last but not least, thank you to everyone who called or smsed and asked how are things over here. thanks for the concern, very appreciated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;till then, take care~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt; from Computer Lab of AIMST University, Semeling, Bedong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-5266520485214268179?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/5266520485214268179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/no48-greetings-from-aimst.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5266520485214268179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5266520485214268179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/no48-greetings-from-aimst.html' title='No.48 - Greetings from AIMST'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-5000112393176374020</id><published>2009-08-10T08:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T09:00:53.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.47 - A New Chapter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes, a new chapter, just like the new title for this post. if you notice, all this while the title has been "Today I.....". i decided to give it a change so that will attract or notify others that i actually updated my blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;few minutes more, im leaving to kedah. so il be away from the internet, no longer you will see me online often. so to all who keep in touch with me through internet, take care, catch you all when i online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hope i wouldnt be missing in action for a long period. thank you for reading my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;To All : Take Care and I Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;~bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-5000112393176374020?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/5000112393176374020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/no47-new-chapter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5000112393176374020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5000112393176374020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/no47-new-chapter.html' title='No.47 - A New Chapter'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-1469046137760584431</id><published>2009-08-09T19:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T00:00:05.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.46 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;just completed packing up. yes, its done which means im just hours away to starting a new chapter of my life. a chapter that nearly all my friends already journeyed on. so now its my turn. im a step closer to my dream. so i shall start my journey with an open heart, free mind and happy soul. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i shall begin my messages. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to all (generally) : thanks for your support in helping me in searching for the right way towards my dream. i appreciate all the efforts you all made, either spiritually, mentally or emotionally support. i wouldn't disappoint all of you. without the supports given, i would have fallen short in achieving whatever i want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to my mum (though i doubt she will be reading this) : i know ive been wasting the holidays just like that and ive not been good enough. sorry for all the troubles in getting me to realizing my dream. il work hard and do well, be a significant person in future. i will not disappoint you. il make you proud of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to my sister (maybe she will read this) : you will have the world to yourself, no more me nagging (worse than my mum, i can be). make sure study hard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to melissa : thank you for your gifts and the card, appreciate them very much. taking along to university. do take care of yourself well. always know that im not far away. il be always watching over you. study well too, not too often last minute. thank you mummy for the gifts too. il try to be more holy holy there reading all the books given. my only source of entertainment for the time being i think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to joanne : thank you for the frame. it will keep my photo safe. will see you sitting at the 'bench' when i see the photo (but the bench will break lah!) you too take good care. me and you very near only, can meet at same bus station also. study well too. do well and join me. il be waiting for you~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to sze wei, su lin and mei yen : thank you for the surprise! i appreciate it very much. i know loads of hardwork put into getting it done. im sorry the effort (cupcakes) gone into waste. anyway, im always remember it. good job, well done. *standing ovation* *claps*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and to all those who wish me best of luck (through sms or verbally or in prayers) in journeying this road, thank you very much, your wishes lifted me up in many ways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, its already 00:00:00 of 10.08.2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~its the day~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to all : i love all of you, in whichever way you have come into my life, the impact you made in my life, i treasure each and single one of you. take good care~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-1469046137760584431?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1469046137760584431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/no46-today-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/1469046137760584431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/1469046137760584431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/no46-today-i.html' title='No.46 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-6665683676283972204</id><published>2009-08-09T02:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T02:28:06.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.45 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;dare not sleep although its already 2.30am. its sunday now, which means im leaving tomorrow. emotions are running high. ya, i know i sounding like a baby but what to do, ive never left house for such long period. im afraid to sleep because im afraid to face tomorrow. im pathetic, yes, i know. my big heart couldnt let go things it has been holding for years. i care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT TO DO?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-6665683676283972204?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6665683676283972204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/no45-today-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woke up and went for breakfast with su lin and sze wei. it was fun, the part where sze wei and i tried wrapping present for su lin in the car. i found a parking spot, with 3 more vacants right beside. so as sze wei started to wrap the present, i told sze wei, 'hopefully su lin didnt park her car right beside us and see us doing this'. just minutes after saying that, there came a blue car parked beside us, guess who, ya, right, it was su lin! i burst out laughing! sze wei quickly dumped the present and the wrapping paper below the seat. we took books and covered our faces, pretending to be reading so as to avoid su lin from noticing us. but somehow she managed to spot us though the car windows slightly tinted. so when su lin asked what were we doing in the car, we gave loads of excuses. so then we ate. full full full. big portion. chat chat chat. until 12.15pm we parted as su lin got to fetch her bro. so back into the car, we wrap wrap wrap again. we waited awhile for su lin to get back then we went to her house and passed her the gift. my, should have a look at her face, DUH~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*pictures will be up soon*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so that is the only activity i had today, excluding arranging my photo album to be taken to AIMST. got the huge bag that il be loading my clothes into, set aside some things that il be bringing, will start packing a bit tonight, hopefully by tomorrow il finish pack, sunday will be a day il meet meet people and say bye bye for at least a week to taiping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;leaving my comfort zone will be tough for me, for now, for sure. my 1st time, you see. but il be leaving for a mission, MISSION POSSIBLE : achieving my DREAM. it will be a long journey, thats for sure. to THE DESTINATION. i am sure il grow, in many ways (hopefully not side ways) as i journey along the road. its not all about the destination, it is also about THE JOURNEY as i go along. so il look at things at the bright side, pack up and start being a student again instead of being a potato couch for so many months and not wanting to leave home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its 8.30pm now, 07/08/09. so it means roughly 60hours more before i leave. serious packing to be done, no more sitting and dreaming and sobbing over things i cant leave behind (anyway, its only a 2hours journey to get back home, me donkey!). signing off now, will be back maybe in between packing to upload pictures of this morning's activity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*notice the many asterisk in between paragraphs? ya, blame stupid blogspot, dont know why even after i put spaces, it still doesnt want to space up, so i had to use the service of the asterisk. anyone encountered this problem before and managed to solve it? please tell me how! thank you~* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-6170773340819461234?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6170773340819461234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/no44-today-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6170773340819461234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6170773340819461234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/no44-today-i.html' title='No.44 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-6988913812185065501</id><published>2009-08-05T00:50:00.037+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T02:51:24.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.43 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as promised, will be blogging on my latest working experience. yes, ive already gotten the pictures. so here i go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;date : 30/7/09 - 2/8/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;venue : dewan majlis perbandaran taiping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh529jsLlI/AAAAAAAAAj8/VesbkUhNGc0/s1600-h/IMG_6270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366172941156101714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh529jsLlI/AAAAAAAAAj8/VesbkUhNGc0/s320/IMG_6270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the picture says it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh5yhqf_CI/AAAAAAAAAj0/yQ5sICwOokg/s1600-h/IMG_6293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366172864948993058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh5yhqf_CI/AAAAAAAAAj0/yQ5sICwOokg/s320/IMG_6293.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the crowd, 1st day recored 6k plus of visitors, 2nd day 10k plus, 3rd day 11k plus, not bad actually, considering the influenza season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh5uNChULI/AAAAAAAAAjs/60tMmuwCPjU/s1600-h/IMG_6368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366172790693122226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh5uNChULI/AAAAAAAAAjs/60tMmuwCPjU/s320/IMG_6368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; exhibitors and promoters trying to attract customers, especially on the last day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh5pRfPplI/AAAAAAAAAjk/_c3haBDDRZU/s1600-h/IMG_6310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366172705987995218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh5pRfPplI/AAAAAAAAAjk/_c3haBDDRZU/s320/IMG_6310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;szewei and mine, our ice-cream to cool us down on the hot sunny day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here comes the crew, us - the organizer of the event, ensuring everything goes on smoothly for the four days. helping us, the PIKOM group, are the contractors and security guards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh5k_K-r8I/AAAAAAAAAjc/HaADS2sNeSM/s1600-h/IMG_6355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366172632351682498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh5k_K-r8I/AAAAAAAAAjc/HaADS2sNeSM/s320/IMG_6355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our supervisor who drove from kl. james lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh5fzNLgzI/AAAAAAAAAjU/ELpYJbcS7B8/s1600-h/IMG_6454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366172543240340274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh5fzNLgzI/AAAAAAAAAjU/ELpYJbcS7B8/s320/IMG_6454.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; us, three helpers (su lin ,sze wei and i) at the PIKOM booth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 159px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366172465370181330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh5bRHfLtI/AAAAAAAAAjM/jv_l_LrXkjM/s320/contractors.jpg" /&gt;the contractors and us (richard in the left; ah leong in the right)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh5Hyy-xAI/AAAAAAAAAjE/7RZ6fsyMBQM/s1600-h/IMG_6401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366172130813592578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh5Hyy-xAI/AAAAAAAAAjE/7RZ6fsyMBQM/s320/IMG_6401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;us with security guards and their boss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, the job was fun, though sometimes a bit tiring because lack of rest, will be yawning all the time, wanting to go home. not much to do, just patrolling, walking around, talking, giving free gifts and head-count the visitors. so its rather dull compared to my previous job. learnt many things, 1) my communication skills improved; 2) it is confirmed that working mood / environment is affected by your colleagues too; etc. wouldn't mind working for PIKOM again in future. quite reasonable pay, though everyday 9am - 9pm, not including the extra time after work to wait for exhibitors loading stocks into lorry. i just wish that PIKOM would have given a tshirt in remembrance since they cant afford to give us the vest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so at the end of the day, its photographing time (with those we are close with)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh5A3vZq2I/AAAAAAAAAi8/46K-5otBY5o/s1600-h/IMG_6384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366172011881671522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh5A3vZq2I/AAAAAAAAAi8/46K-5otBY5o/s320/IMG_6384.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with the TM crew&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh48E67mQI/AAAAAAAAAi0/inrOH5jPeyg/s1600-h/IMG_6391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366171929520347394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh48E67mQI/AAAAAAAAAi0/inrOH5jPeyg/s320/IMG_6391.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with patrick the dealer for AI Computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366171843340793010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh43D4H9LI/AAAAAAAAAis/19vJCMQsoQA/s320/IMG_6377.JPG" /&gt; with IT One Stop Station crew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh4yPIb-GI/AAAAAAAAAik/K5jf-aqPXLM/s1600-h/IMG_6379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366171760462657634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh4yPIb-GI/AAAAAAAAAik/K5jf-aqPXLM/s320/IMG_6379.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with Samsung booth boss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh4gJYEQzI/AAAAAAAAAiU/CxHkL_VsmBk/s1600-h/IMG_6400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366171449679954738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh4gJYEQzI/AAAAAAAAAiU/CxHkL_VsmBk/s320/IMG_6400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with Celcom's booth contractor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh4a_35QzI/AAAAAAAAAiM/EY4MBZGvu98/s1600-h/IMG_6403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366171361229751090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh4a_35QzI/AAAAAAAAAiM/EY4MBZGvu98/s320/IMG_6403.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with AI computer guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh4T4JiFfI/AAAAAAAAAiE/e1QBeffYpp8/s1600-h/IMG_6406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366171238897161714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh4T4JiFfI/AAAAAAAAAiE/e1QBeffYpp8/s320/IMG_6406.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with the ATi Computer crew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh4JvYe7hI/AAAAAAAAAh8/_YdgLmrFc6c/s1600-h/IMG_6444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366171064745258514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh4JvYe7hI/AAAAAAAAAh8/_YdgLmrFc6c/s320/IMG_6444.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Panasonic crew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh4FMscx8I/AAAAAAAAAh0/mY-BBQffYsM/s1600-h/IMG_6421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366170986714286018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh4FMscx8I/AAAAAAAAAh0/mY-BBQffYsM/s320/IMG_6421.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with Samsung crew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh4A_qAncI/AAAAAAAAAhs/gUphLVgd-SY/s1600-h/IMG_6471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366170914494913986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh4A_qAncI/AAAAAAAAAhs/gUphLVgd-SY/s320/IMG_6471.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our payment voucher, supervisor preparing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off here, its me, joyce lim yi phing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh38MNTKeI/AAAAAAAAAhk/ypDOuO0abZI/s1600-h/IMG_6409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366170831964809698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh38MNTKeI/AAAAAAAAAhk/ypDOuO0abZI/s320/IMG_6409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with Jackie Chan! look, a thumb up for me! ya, thank you, i know ive been a good girl for that 4 days, i deserve it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366170755573793778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh33voQw_I/AAAAAAAAAhc/ISizrKyJGjc/s320/me.jpg" /&gt; with the PIKOM vest, footballer-showing-off-new-jersey-style and also back view with the word "CREW" &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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*yes, i know, more pictures than words. well, a picture paints a thousand words. what to do, nothing much to go into detail. if i were to go into detail, you will regret trying to read this post. this is just a brief update on what i did for the past week*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;~5 days to go~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-6988913812185065501?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6988913812185065501/comments/default' title='Post 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Snh529jsLlI/AAAAAAAAAj8/VesbkUhNGc0/s72-c/IMG_6270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-7333215799263517578</id><published>2009-08-03T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T00:07:21.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.42 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;got no chance to blog on my working experience, the one&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I had from 30/07 - 02/08. got to wait for pictures then only i can blog about it. currently getting my rest, feeling a little lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am on a movie-marathon. it has been 3years since i last did this. the last was after spm. i decided to do this because i am determined to return the dvds back to szewei when getting the pictures from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the list of movies (in order) :&lt;br /&gt;a) nancy drew&lt;br /&gt;b) 17 again&lt;br /&gt;c) the curious case of benjamin button (going to start watching now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bid au revoir to erin and mel veen who finally left for fruther studies at NTU, SG. im sure they had a safe journey there and are on their respective new beds now (don't think dirty, i used the word 'respective', they DONT SHARE the same bed). so i guess il be seeing them end of this year. in exactly 6days' time il be leaving my comfort zone too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-7333215799263517578?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7333215799263517578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/no42-today-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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align="center"&gt;will be blogging about what happened last night and today afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;***** *****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;19.07.2009 (sunday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;actual plan was to bake cake, but due to difficulties, ended up decided to buy a cake. so i went to king's with szewei to scout for cake and decided to get a choco cake. after buying it was only 9.45pm. so i came up with the idea of going straight to pn.lim's house to surprise her. we were afraid that she would have gone to bed. but we took the risk and off we go to her house. when we reached, we noticed the kitchen light was still on. so i came up with the idea of calling her and asked whether she's free or not. so szewei called and crapped about debate competition. she sounded convincing and pn.lim fell into the trap. we decided to her the truth. while she was opening the gate, i lighted the candle. so she was surprised. so mission accomplished. sat and chat until 11.30pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmRT0gE09oI/AAAAAAAAAhM/c-ZhIJbN7js/s1600-h/DSC01341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360501617906218626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmRT0gE09oI/AAAAAAAAAhM/c-ZhIJbN7js/s320/DSC01341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the birthday cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmRTwilbp_I/AAAAAAAAAhE/INzkZB6BzxU/s1600-h/DSC01342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360501549860366322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmRTwilbp_I/AAAAAAAAAhE/INzkZB6BzxU/s320/DSC01342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pn.lim and her son, together with the cake and card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmRTsdUyWmI/AAAAAAAAAg8/jMFb4sYuNlQ/s1600-h/DSC01344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360501479728896610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmRTsdUyWmI/AAAAAAAAAg8/jMFb4sYuNlQ/s320/DSC01344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my thumb nail got burnt trying to light the candle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;***** *****&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;today afternoon went to convent, met up with tee-ni and tianwei. pn.lim decided all of us go for lunch together. the place : McD at Taiping Sentral. szewei joined us at McD. all of us had McValue lunch, thanks to pn.lim. this is a farewell lunch for tianwei who's leaving to UK in sept, tee-ni who's going back to Aus this fri and me who's leaving to kedah this august. after eating went tesco for a walk before all of us parted ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmRTn1vonoI/AAAAAAAAAg0/aCr-Ihl-754/s1600-h/IMG_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 176px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360501400384609922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmRTn1vonoI/AAAAAAAAAg0/aCr-Ihl-754/s320/IMG_0001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;due to my clumsiness, a large cup of coke spilled. and tee-ni's 1st reaction was : don't worry, can refill! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmRTjBQFjLI/AAAAAAAAAgs/7qXtARHGDPs/s1600-h/IMG_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360501317574167730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmRTjBQFjLI/AAAAAAAAAgs/7qXtARHGDPs/s320/IMG_0003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tianwei's burger, specially made for her because she's abnormal - doesn't eat cheese and mayonaise. and pn.lim actually believed when i told that tianwei doesnt eat chicken too! wow...someone trusted my words! something very new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmRTd4QlPyI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fh-W88oHejc/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360501229260980002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmRTd4QlPyI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fh-W88oHejc/s320/IMG_0004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmRTZZv7z9I/AAAAAAAAAgc/nBmZdgSzMHg/s1600-h/IMG_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360501152351506386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmRTZZv7z9I/AAAAAAAAAgc/nBmZdgSzMHg/s320/IMG_0006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; us in McD, picture taken by aaron (thank you,aaron!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmRTUC614mI/AAAAAAAAAgU/1KebUWg1Uos/s1600-h/IMG_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 204px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360501060323893858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmRTUC614mI/AAAAAAAAAgU/1KebUWg1Uos/s320/IMG_0008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;us in tesco, taken by pn.lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the meeting ends here. bid goodbye to tee-ni. will be seeing her only end of this year. take care and have a safe journey back, tee-ni. see you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Pn.Lim (age not included due to some reasons, haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least, enough of events for me. there's no events for the coming few days, based on my calendar. so its time to start packing and be serious. so this blog will rot for some days, maybe? i think all of you had enough of my rantings for the past few days. so im signing off now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-6210537561489080532?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmRT0gE09oI/AAAAAAAAAhM/c-ZhIJbN7js/s72-c/DSC01341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-6872941603393135375</id><published>2009-07-19T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T21:01:53.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.40 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;am finally getting my rest after 2 and half hectic, long days. friday was hiking, satuday was travelling and today church. just got my 1 and half hour nap, a bit better now. was having running nose and feeling warm inside. so il start blogging about the 2 events ive yet to blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;***** *****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;MY FIRST TIME WATCHING FOOTBALL LIVE IN STADIUM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;date : 18.07.2009 (saturday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;venue : stadium bukit jalil, kuala lumpur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;took a 11am bus to kl. reached pudu 3plus, took lrt. the lrt was packed with red humans. ya, most of the passengers were ManUtd supporters. met with a family (mum, a daughter, 2sons) in lrt. so as soon as i reached stadium, i asked them can i tag along since im alone. the mum said ok. she was surprised i came all the way from taiping and all by myself. she said what a great fan i am. but we had to part ways because we got different entrance gate. they violet gate, i red gate. so i was walking all the way to red gate. got there, got into the queue then got checked by security guard. was asked to dispose all the bottles i had in bag! damn! stupid! but i was smart enough to hide one small bottle in my jacket. lucky for my brains, if not i would have die dehydrated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so got in, looked for the seat. the rm58 part was packed, so i saw people climbing over railing to get seats. so i climbed too. after sitting awhile, i realised i was at a higher price seat - rm68. haha! was so scared that il be kicked out of the stadium if they find out. had quite a good seat, full view of the field, though players looked like termites. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was a good match. rooney opened the scoring, followed by nani. then right before half-time, amri yahya scored, a volley. the whole stadium roared! i got up from my seat too, so did all those nearby me! i think sir fergie decided to substitute van der sar after that shocking goal. yet, the replacement, ben foster did a blunder, allowing amri to score again. he sped past foster and tugged the ball into the goal. and again, all of us got up from our seats!! right after that, fergie brought owen in. the whole stadium had been waiting for his appearance. its indeed sweet as its owen's debut, whatmore in our country's stadium! owen impressed his manager and fergie did the right move when owen scored the winning goal! yeah! and again....yes, we got up from our seats! so thats the match. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;got out from the stadium at 8pm, went to lrt station. tonnes of people! everyone pushing here and there! i felt like a sardine! could feel myself being squashed! reached pudu at 9.30pm, just in time to hop in the 9.30pm bus. lucky its not full. if not i had to wait for 10.30pm bus. reached home, washed up and headed for bed. got to get up before 8am the next day for church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmMAy7hV7oI/AAAAAAAAAgM/IZ4vgWDig6Q/s1600-h/DSC01336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360128856472022658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmMAy7hV7oI/AAAAAAAAAgM/IZ4vgWDig6Q/s320/DSC01336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the crowd outside stadium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmMAvUUnbBI/AAAAAAAAAgE/Fltx880VQvE/s1600-h/IMG_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360128794410052626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmMAvUUnbBI/AAAAAAAAAgE/Fltx880VQvE/s320/IMG_0001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; entrance of red gate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmMAqe42E_I/AAAAAAAAAf8/GNzHU3MWWzk/s1600-h/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360128711347016690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmMAqe42E_I/AAAAAAAAAf8/GNzHU3MWWzk/s320/IMG_0005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmMAl6R7-FI/AAAAAAAAAf0/Pd6cWZUSNQ8/s1600-h/IMG_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360128632800671826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmMAl6R7-FI/AAAAAAAAAf0/Pd6cWZUSNQ8/s320/IMG_0009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the stadium - packed with red humans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmMAhEI8yCI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Rs4Kij4VhTw/s1600-h/IMG_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360128549547984930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmMAhEI8yCI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Rs4Kij4VhTw/s320/IMG_0016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; team malaysia warming up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmMAZm7bwKI/AAAAAAAAAfk/ZWHSLMIPKOM/s1600-h/IMG_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360128421447581858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmMAZm7bwKI/AAAAAAAAAfk/ZWHSLMIPKOM/s320/IMG_0027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;manutd team warming up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmMAS2AZPKI/AAAAAAAAAfc/QKEWC26qMBk/s1600-h/IMG_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360128305235836066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmMAS2AZPKI/AAAAAAAAAfc/QKEWC26qMBk/s320/IMG_0028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the crowds doing the mexican wave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmMAN6cTUpI/AAAAAAAAAfU/ltx6CLAsK-o/s1600-h/IMG_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360128220527284882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmMAN6cTUpI/AAAAAAAAAfU/ltx6CLAsK-o/s320/IMG_0031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the starting line-up for ManUtd on the scoreboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmMAJJpo_gI/AAAAAAAAAfM/CI0aYfCDMDw/s1600-h/IMG_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360128138710416898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmMAJJpo_gI/AAAAAAAAAfM/CI0aYfCDMDw/s320/IMG_0036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the players lining up before the match&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmMAEaN312I/AAAAAAAAAfE/H9vYbEsAmf4/s1600-h/IMG_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360128057258006370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmMAEaN312I/AAAAAAAAAfE/H9vYbEsAmf4/s320/IMG_0040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; players shaking hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmMAAuAW6aI/AAAAAAAAAe8/B-Gx69WkOdU/s1600-h/IMG_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360127993850554786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmMAAuAW6aI/AAAAAAAAAe8/B-Gx69WkOdU/s320/IMG_0046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; captains of both teams with referees and linesmen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL_7qQ44EI/AAAAAAAAAe0/hCQCEJe6Pr4/s1600-h/IMG_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360127906946801730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL_7qQ44EI/AAAAAAAAAe0/hCQCEJe6Pr4/s320/IMG_0055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the scoreboard says it all - ManUtd won 3-2 with the man who scored the winning goal on the score board - Michael Owen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL_3f7C1YI/AAAAAAAAAes/xWny1NO1V2g/s1600-h/IMG_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360127835451348354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL_3f7C1YI/AAAAAAAAAes/xWny1NO1V2g/s320/IMG_0057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; players and officials shaking hands after the match&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL_zOtls_I/AAAAAAAAAek/84R73u3U0TI/s1600-h/IMG_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360127762112033778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL_zOtls_I/AAAAAAAAAek/84R73u3U0TI/s320/IMG_0059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; players of ManUtd warming down after match before receiving medals, something that team malaysia didnt do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL_umHZI-I/AAAAAAAAAec/P5062GSyFXA/s1600-h/IMG_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360127682494931938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL_umHZI-I/AAAAAAAAAec/P5062GSyFXA/s320/IMG_0063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; players of ManUtd waiting to go up stage to receive medals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL_qew2HFI/AAAAAAAAAeU/hKn1POEP7lg/s1600-h/IMG_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360127611801836626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL_qew2HFI/AAAAAAAAAeU/hKn1POEP7lg/s320/IMG_0073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ManUtd going round the field, acknowledging the crowd. disappointed they didnt throw their jerseys to me! so selfish of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL_jRm_v9I/AAAAAAAAAeM/VwhIFsfdBtc/s1600-h/IMG_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360127488011780050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL_jRm_v9I/AAAAAAAAAeM/VwhIFsfdBtc/s320/IMG_0081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the pitch after match&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL_eUfva1I/AAAAAAAAAeE/f7dwPE3ssl0/s1600-h/DSC01337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360127402887310162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL_eUfva1I/AAAAAAAAAeE/f7dwPE3ssl0/s320/DSC01337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL_Wstd5eI/AAAAAAAAAd8/nxVrwlm-aEk/s1600-h/DSC01338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360127271948379618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL_Wstd5eI/AAAAAAAAAd8/nxVrwlm-aEk/s320/DSC01338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the queue in lrt station. not forgetting the aroma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally....... (a horrible picture to conclude this event, taken during halftime by a girl who sat behind me, whom i helped to take picture for earlier)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL_KPx76kI/AAAAAAAAAd0/u2B0Qodohls/s1600-h/IMG_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360127058024065602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL_KPx76kI/AAAAAAAAAd0/u2B0Qodohls/s320/IMG_0052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me signing off from the theater of dreams of malaysia, certainly. not the one at old trafford. i hope one day il be there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;not-clear-pictures and miniature players, but i shall not complain. be grateful i get to witness this match and have a functioning camera to capture the moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;*i not happy with 3 things : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;a)a guy got nani's jersey! dang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;b)i dont understand why they dont allow bottled drinks in. so lame. you know why im not happy? because i saw some people with canned tiger beer! shiet! a can can do more harm than plastic bottles! i think the organisers must have kept their brains where the sun never shines!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;c)people smoking. urgh. i hate this. they should ban smoking in stadiums!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;date : 19.07.2009 (sunday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;venue : st.louis church, taiping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its confirmation day for the form 5 students. its considered graduation day for them, from sunday school. its a considered a big event, bishop celebrating the mass. its called confirmation because the confirmants are confirmed on this very day as an adult christian, renewing their baptismal vows. mass started at 9am. being the busybody taking photos like nobody's business. after that makan at joanne's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL9EETCTkI/AAAAAAAAAds/iV4FJ9O5F-o/s1600-h/IMG_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360124752839200322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL9EETCTkI/AAAAAAAAAds/iV4FJ9O5F-o/s320/IMG_0097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bishop celebrating mass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL8-FmsZJI/AAAAAAAAAdk/q2p6rf-tWnw/s1600-h/IMG_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360124650110870674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL8-FmsZJI/AAAAAAAAAdk/q2p6rf-tWnw/s320/IMG_0106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; annointed with chrism oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL82TlzozI/AAAAAAAAAdc/cKymGZLAyFo/s1600-h/IMG_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360124516426294066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL82TlzozI/AAAAAAAAAdc/cKymGZLAyFo/s320/IMG_0139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; receiving holy communion (body of Christ) dipped in wine (blood of Christ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL8vx33c7I/AAAAAAAAAdU/2_T3fDR3q_8/s1600-h/IMG_0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360124404296020914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL8vx33c7I/AAAAAAAAAdU/2_T3fDR3q_8/s320/IMG_0149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; receiving lighted candle and certificate of confirmation from bishop and priest respectively&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL8obEoOsI/AAAAAAAAAdM/qFwQgn9Hi0c/s1600-h/IMG_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360124277916449474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmL8obEoOsI/AAAAAAAAAdM/qFwQgn9Hi0c/s320/IMG_0154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the confirmants and bishop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;*those who appeared in my blog, sorry for not asking permission 1st, but hey! feel lucky and blessed that you appeared in my blog! golden opportunity! free advertising!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats all for today. will be taking full rest and be a couch potato. tomorrow will be having an event, hopefully not tiring. need to be back full force, lots to be done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and today's sherwin's birthday, happy 10th birthday, boy (though he wouldnt be reading). hope the tshirt fits him. will post up picture when he wears it.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-6872941603393135375?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6872941603393135375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/no40-today-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6872941603393135375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6872941603393135375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/no40-today-i.html' title='No.40 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmMAy7hV7oI/AAAAAAAAAgM/IZ4vgWDig6Q/s72-c/DSC01336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-1332441938046698728</id><published>2009-07-17T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T02:10:06.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.39 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;went jungle trekking + hiking with mum and few Hash members. there are 7 of us, of course im the youngest! my 1st time too. agreed to follow mum because she said will be able to witness huge trees, where need 8people to join hands to circle the tree trunk. so we were supposed to sart at 9 but only started at 10. i could only remember the name of 3 of them : uncle 'blind bat', aunty 'suki' and bro calvin. overall quite tiring, due to the weather also and mum forgotten to ask me cut toe nails, so when coming down time the nails poke the front part of shoe, so painful! and i managed to throw away 5leeches from my shoes, excluding the ones that sucked my blood, 3 of them, so altogether 8 leeches came after me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC6CSFqucI/AAAAAAAAAdE/p6H-X3WTCrI/s1600-h/DSC01253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359488104949004738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC6CSFqucI/AAAAAAAAAdE/p6H-X3WTCrI/s320/DSC01253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the start of our journey, im the most back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC5-Mx6t1I/AAAAAAAAAc8/tqpVRhIgjaA/s1600-h/DSC01254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359488034804512594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC5-Mx6t1I/AAAAAAAAAc8/tqpVRhIgjaA/s320/DSC01254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC55Xn6QlI/AAAAAAAAAc0/agOJq2rVikM/s1600-h/DSC01264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359487951815983698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC55Xn6QlI/AAAAAAAAAc0/agOJq2rVikM/s320/DSC01264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; some trees there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC50-jx2JI/AAAAAAAAAcs/wEKX8YW3PWI/s1600-h/DSC01269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359487876368291986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC50-jx2JI/AAAAAAAAAcs/wEKX8YW3PWI/s320/DSC01269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when you feel there's no hope in life, somehow somewhere there's a path with light to guide you out of despair, just believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC5w9BraoI/AAAAAAAAAck/ft4dgbJoaPA/s1600-h/DSC01272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359487807237352066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC5w9BraoI/AAAAAAAAAck/ft4dgbJoaPA/s320/DSC01272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of the huts. i tell you, the huts are quite furnished, got many things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC5sn5_RwI/AAAAAAAAAcc/SU68VUbjz6Y/s1600-h/DSC01275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359487732848477954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC5sn5_RwI/AAAAAAAAAcc/SU68VUbjz6Y/s320/DSC01275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; stream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC5oJvZ34I/AAAAAAAAAcU/d0Lo1K-tfmY/s1600-h/DSC01276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359487656031543170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC5oJvZ34I/AAAAAAAAAcU/d0Lo1K-tfmY/s320/DSC01276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; crossing the stream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC5c_lCgwI/AAAAAAAAAcM/HWWst7OjfxY/s1600-h/DSC01300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359487464325153538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC5c_lCgwI/AAAAAAAAAcM/HWWst7OjfxY/s320/DSC01300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; group photo taken by yours truly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC5XOckkqI/AAAAAAAAAcE/aAOgcyNXNjk/s1600-h/DSC01302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359487365236953762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC5XOckkqI/AAAAAAAAAcE/aAOgcyNXNjk/s320/DSC01302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me in, taken by calvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC5S7_1MGI/AAAAAAAAAb8/r1n0j6OnRIc/s1600-h/DSC01306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359487291565092962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC5S7_1MGI/AAAAAAAAAb8/r1n0j6OnRIc/s320/DSC01306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me with the huge tree, ya i know, my outfit sucks, but its to avoid leeches, so socks up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC5OjxjROI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7ouMhzJGWqs/s1600-h/DSC01309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359487216343270626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC5OjxjROI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7ouMhzJGWqs/s320/DSC01309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mum with tree, see how tall is the tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC5J8HaaiI/AAAAAAAAAbs/1lBIhbCTkSg/s1600-h/DSC01316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359487136978070050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC5J8HaaiI/AAAAAAAAAbs/1lBIhbCTkSg/s320/DSC01316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me with one of the tree's branch, look how spiral-ed it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC5CzvOS-I/AAAAAAAAAbk/RODU2SPB4JM/s1600-h/DSC01318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359487014470044642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC5CzvOS-I/AAAAAAAAAbk/RODU2SPB4JM/s320/DSC01318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC43WIT7LI/AAAAAAAAAbc/0dJu5FqWivc/s1600-h/DSC01323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359486817543646386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC43WIT7LI/AAAAAAAAAbc/0dJu5FqWivc/s320/DSC01323.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; man on motor with petai he got from the jungle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC4yEtZYyI/AAAAAAAAAbU/YvVk7hxn1l8/s1600-h/DSC01325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359486726968009506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC4yEtZYyI/AAAAAAAAAbU/YvVk7hxn1l8/s320/DSC01325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; when going back time, saw this pair of butterflies. at 1st when i took this there's only a pair. after taking, came another pair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC4rpQTZRI/AAAAAAAAAbM/SzEzeaAEf-E/s1600-h/DSC01332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359486616519009554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC4rpQTZRI/AAAAAAAAAbM/SzEzeaAEf-E/s320/DSC01332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; evidence : leg bitten by leech. thats only one spot. there's another 2 more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so thats my journey for today. exhausted. heading for the bed now. its 2am. told myself blog this and head for the bed because tomorrow is another &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; day, yeah, note the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;B-I-G&lt;/span&gt;. il be off to STADIUM BUKIT JALIL, KUALA LUMPUR tomorrow 11am bus! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MANCHESTER UNITED, here I come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/9143639338349116762-1332441938046698728?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1332441938046698728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/no39-today-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/1332441938046698728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/1332441938046698728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/no39-today-i.html' title='No.39 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SmC6CSFqucI/AAAAAAAAAdE/p6H-X3WTCrI/s72-c/DSC01253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-2245391565523468381</id><published>2009-07-16T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:46:09.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.38 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;did my medical checkup at columbia hospital. very nice place, good service, worth my rm25. nothing much done, just a few : opening mouth, checking ears, taking blood pressure, checking eyesight and taking x-ray. need not take blood test becauce blood group known through blood donation. the doctor asked what am i going to study and i answered medicine. he asked whether its my passion or parents force. haha, what a question! before entering the hospital, i was questioned whether i was in contact with any H1N1 patient. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8uwChAvTI/AAAAAAAAAa8/emURuS8TH2I/s1600-h/columbiagift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359053484438109490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8uwChAvTI/AAAAAAAAAa8/emURuS8TH2I/s320/columbiagift.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on the left is the appointment card and my medical card. im so surprised. the picture there is from my IC, i wonder how they manage to copy to the card in just less than 5minutes! on the right is a pen and a fridge magnet given by them for free! very cute magnet! its on my fridge now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359053432401610130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8utAqixZI/AAAAAAAAAa0/24JXc5RO6Tg/s320/DSC01223.JPG" /&gt; this is the emergency room, where i did my checkup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8upuWJn_I/AAAAAAAAAas/8dBsfkl7CPM/s1600-h/DSC01227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359053375944630258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8upuWJn_I/AAAAAAAAAas/8dBsfkl7CPM/s320/DSC01227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the hospital's cafetaria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8umaoP36I/AAAAAAAAAak/4ISTVK840zs/s1600-h/DSC01228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359053319112220578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8umaoP36I/AAAAAAAAAak/4ISTVK840zs/s320/DSC01228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the reception counter, to register and the payment counter is beside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8ujXJN2oI/AAAAAAAAAac/RhHxxDlwOUg/s1600-h/DSC01230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359053266637150850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8ujXJN2oI/AAAAAAAAAac/RhHxxDlwOUg/s320/DSC01230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8ugBXb34I/AAAAAAAAAaU/3wZ_NVnZbbk/s1600-h/DSC01233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359053209251602306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8ugBXb34I/AAAAAAAAAaU/3wZ_NVnZbbk/s320/DSC01233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hospital from the outside, taken when i was on my bike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359053142125100802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8ucHTOvwI/AAAAAAAAAaM/nlb4o3LJHCY/s320/DSC01236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8uY1G0wRI/AAAAAAAAAaE/m_PjyXP_gBo/s1600-h/DSC01237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359053085701619986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8uY1G0wRI/AAAAAAAAAaE/m_PjyXP_gBo/s320/DSC01237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my envelope of x-ray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8uU1DC2eI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/uGTMMVUo-Vs/s1600-h/DSC01241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359053016966289890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8uU1DC2eI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/uGTMMVUo-Vs/s320/DSC01241.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the label on my x-ray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8uRsdZ0_I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/_oq6fGX1las/s1600-h/DSC01238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 177px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359052963121320946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8uRsdZ0_I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/_oq6fGX1las/s320/DSC01238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359052894348214290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8uNsQngBI/AAAAAAAAAZs/VgDpPNe1_mc/s320/DSC01242.JPG" /&gt; my x-ray, healthy lungs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;***** *****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in the afternoon, i becme my sister's guardian, collected her report card. no longer need to collect mine, my turn to go collect from the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8t9DVEGnI/AAAAAAAAAZk/VaiY54739io/s1600-h/DSC01245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359052608483105394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8t9DVEGnI/AAAAAAAAAZk/VaiY54739io/s320/DSC01245.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359052546927407058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8t5eBCr9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/oCCxokr1nIk/s320/DSC01246.JPG" /&gt; parents and students in the hall, anxiously waiting for their turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;***** *****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;helped a friend to buy new handphone. this is by CSL, model i-100. it was launched to commemorate our prime minister 100th day of service. very basic function, coloured screen, but..no games! costs only rm78. so anyone interested, can ask me. i can help you to buy. no extra charges unless you want me to courier to you! had a very nice time chit-chat with the salesgirl, she thought im a phone dealer. and out of a sudden she was dreaming and looked sad. she ended up telling me she's sad, her mum fall sick because high blood. i was like...shocked. she just got to know me like less than 5minutes and she's telling me this? i wonder what she sees in me. extra-friendly? hope so~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8twBePqqI/AAAAAAAAAZU/NY1lOEQnWV8/s1600-h/DSC01247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359052384646441634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8twBePqqI/AAAAAAAAAZU/NY1lOEQnWV8/s320/DSC01247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;very nice, slim and light &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-2245391565523468381?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2245391565523468381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/no38-today-i.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/2245391565523468381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/2245391565523468381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/no38-today-i.html' title='No.38 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sl8uwChAvTI/AAAAAAAAAa8/emURuS8TH2I/s72-c/columbiagift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-6763987793074116178</id><published>2009-07-13T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:09:05.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.37 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had a relatively fair day. had 2 activities today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1st event : out to 'yumcha' with erin and tee-ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went cashier market for 'suet san'. its some sort like 'ais kacang', high ice mountain. i ordered honey dew flavoured. not sweet enough, not nice. chit chat about our study life. nothing much, just like a brief meet-up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357929990251896226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Slsw8EhgXaI/AAAAAAAAAZM/fPl9aYRUQjo/s320/DSC01217.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;white ice mountain with &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; jellies and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; watermelon. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cooling&lt;/span&gt; for a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt; day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2nd event : cycled to lake garden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its been very long since i last cycled. if i not mistaken a week or two before grandma passed away. so its almost 7months already. surprisingly i dint feel that tired and dint sweat much too. but still...slow. i used to be able to cycle to lake garden in less than 10minutes, going up the flyover. now, i need around 15minutes. age catching up with me? or...the gravity pulling my heavy body thus no matter how fast i pedalled, still il be slow? i wonder.. got to get back in shape. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357929448490321714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SlswciTexzI/AAAAAAAAAZE/swkMSRhZoqw/s320/DSC01219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my 2-wheeled mercedes decided to take a rest as soon as it reached &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;lake garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-6763987793074116178?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6763987793074116178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/no37-today-i.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6763987793074116178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6763987793074116178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/no37-today-i.html' title='No.37 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Slsw8EhgXaI/AAAAAAAAAZM/fPl9aYRUQjo/s72-c/DSC01217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-7452672392252834761</id><published>2009-07-08T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:34:22.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.36 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;being a Malaysian, enjoyed the King of Thorns! its the durian season. this time its more significant eating the durian, as im the one who pry (is it the right word?) open it. as i was looking the 'flower' (thats where the opening is, it helps to open easier), i saw a....HOLE! thats when i knew there's sure to be a.....worm in it, unless it escaped already. so i opened it..true enough, there's another hole in between. there, yes, there i could see a worm, no, no, not a normal worm, BUT a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;F-A-T-T-Y&lt;/span&gt; worm. must be real juicy if i squeeze it (but i wouldnt do that, its disgusting and im scared of it). so i saved whichever pieces (is this right? but i dont know what else sounds correct) of durian that are safe to be eaten. then i decided to throw away the balance side where the worm was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SlR0pGQ2JGI/AAAAAAAAAY0/OveiHUYAlA0/s1600-h/DSC01201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SlR0pGQ2JGI/AAAAAAAAAY0/OveiHUYAlA0/s320/DSC01201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356034106255090786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the opened durian, spot the hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SlR0X2LyuzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/lQbxcmpKRE8/s1600-h/DSC01205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SlR0X2LyuzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/lQbxcmpKRE8/s320/DSC01205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356033809881152306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the parts where the durian was infested by the stupid, fatty worm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SlR0PMZtgUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/u82CBVuQWkE/s1600-h/DSC01206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SlR0PMZtgUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/u82CBVuQWkE/s320/DSC01206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356033661226287426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;durians, anyone? its finger-not-so-licking-good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tried taking picture of the worm, but not clear, its ok, its better still, so that it wouldnt infest my blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anyway, the durian didnt taste nice, quite tasteless and flesh hard. but still, the durian is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;special&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-7452672392252834761?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7452672392252834761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/no36-today-i.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/7452672392252834761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/7452672392252834761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/no36-today-i.html' title='No.36 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SlR0pGQ2JGI/AAAAAAAAAY0/OveiHUYAlA0/s72-c/DSC01201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-1302467142408355842</id><published>2009-07-06T01:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T12:37:42.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.35 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;just witnessed King Roger lifting the Wimbledon trophy! After 4 hours plus, he finally managed to break Roddick's serve! My laptop is out of battery, so I got to go! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAIL KING ROGER! CONGATULATIONS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;will update later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;*continuation*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SlF-wDafzAI/AAAAAAAAAYM/e4ZsFb0icTE/s1600-h/818351a85b4e4011ae8d90b582548c30-getty-tennis-gbr-wimbledon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SlF-wDafzAI/AAAAAAAAAYM/e4ZsFb0icTE/s320/818351a85b4e4011ae8d90b582548c30-getty-tennis-gbr-wimbledon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355200795935493122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;him lifting the trophy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SlF-7DB5AdI/AAAAAAAAAYU/RY-jjw31ccw/s1600-h/capt_photo_1246822226021-5-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SlF-7DB5AdI/AAAAAAAAAYU/RY-jjw31ccw/s320/capt_photo_1246822226021-5-0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355200984810848722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;him kissing the trophy, how sweet it is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now he's back on top of the ranking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;*thumbs up*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-1302467142408355842?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1302467142408355842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/no35-today-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/1302467142408355842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/1302467142408355842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/no35-today-i.html' title='No.35 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SlF-wDafzAI/AAAAAAAAAYM/e4ZsFb0icTE/s72-c/818351a85b4e4011ae8d90b582548c30-getty-tennis-gbr-wimbledon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-928587858316188364</id><published>2009-07-03T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T01:03:54.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.34 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;am back, yes, finally after 2weeks of absence. why was I away for so long? as stated in my previous post, no more said, more to be done. yes, thats exactly what I did. ive been physically, mentally and spiritually drained out for the past 2weeks, but certainly things been getting better, I hope so. so here's a recap of what happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1st of all, a picture of the gathering (13/6) (refer back to post no.31)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sk4ZG1UaI8I/AAAAAAAAAX8/wtyJjm5nrMo/s1600-h/5688_112147058504_598178504_2196003_663708_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354244612172686274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sk4ZG1UaI8I/AAAAAAAAAX8/wtyJjm5nrMo/s320/5688_112147058504_598178504_2196003_663708_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-photo courtesy of Su Lin, Ooi's camera-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went back to both my high schools. to Convent to watch drama competition and visit teachers while to Hua Lian to visit teachers, certify certs and seek advice on further studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sk4ZCh3HV6I/AAAAAAAAAX0/FrMDAHYj7ss/s1600-h/5688_112138918504_598178504_2195766_4384357_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354244538230069154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sk4ZCh3HV6I/AAAAAAAAAX0/FrMDAHYj7ss/s320/5688_112138918504_598178504_2195766_4384357_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-at Convent (30/6). yes, now the building is yellow. again photo courtesy of Su Lin, Ooi's camera-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went visit Pn.Chuah, our Modern Maths teacher for Form 4 and Pn.Toh, our Add Maths teacher for Form 4 at their house. transported Pn.Chuah to Pn.Toh's for this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sk4Y_Nm0ULI/AAAAAAAAAXs/CldZeomQ_HQ/s1600-h/5688_112144223504_598178504_2195936_2972173_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 124px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354244481253396658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sk4Y_Nm0ULI/AAAAAAAAAXs/CldZeomQ_HQ/s320/5688_112144223504_598178504_2195936_2972173_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; -photo courtesy of Su Lin, Ooi's camera but by Pn.Toh's daughter-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now its the part where Im gonna explain why I was away for so long. the mental torture and spiritual draining out. many expected me to be down, yes, REAL DOWN after receiving the result of admission into public university. a few teachers told me that they wanted to call me up and ask hows everything but they were afraid i was too distraught to speak. yes, i admit, i WAS down, but just for one day. i felt, why sulk so long like i did when after spm and stpm results out. if i continue sulking, il have no time and will miss the boat. so i got back on my feet, cracked my head. spent hours a day infront of the computer, typing appeal letters, searching for scholarships/loans etc. talked to this person, talked to that person. so uncertain of my decision as it doesnt depend on me solely. not a day passed by without thinking and worrying and sighing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i did all my appeal on sunday (21/6) and sent them the next day. on the evening itself i got call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from AIMST telling me that i was offered a place to do MBBS. but the big problem is i need to pay rm20K by 3rd july! to rob or not to rob the bank? slowly i settled the problem on 30/6 morning. JUST as i settled it, (ok, this part my mum didnt know, im sorry mummy, im selfish, i had to, i wanna reach my dream, want to make it a reality, so people out there who's reading this, please, try your best not to fish my mum here and make her read this) UTeM called me and told me i was offered my 1st choice for my appeal and im supposed to register the next day itself (1/7). WHAT??? I aint no bullet-train or superjet. so after deciding for hours, pondering, I decided to go for my childhood dream-to take on MBBS. So i started my journey of payment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354251815452226594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sk4fqHoFNCI/AAAAAAAAAYE/gtvLuPYVBOw/s320/DSC01200.JPG" /&gt;-this is the offer i got : computer science, artificial intelligence-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sk4Yz1da4XI/AAAAAAAAAXk/PqqtH9XIac0/s1600-h/DSC01195.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354244285792969074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sk4Yz1da4XI/AAAAAAAAAXk/PqqtH9XIac0/s320/DSC01195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-my offer letter from AIMST-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sk4YtIGM4gI/AAAAAAAAAXc/KHCxJu-4wR8/s1600-h/DSC01194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354244170536772098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sk4YtIGM4gI/AAAAAAAAAXc/KHCxJu-4wR8/s320/DSC01194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-form to purchase banker's cheque-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sk4YlRvyilI/AAAAAAAAAXU/cgzk2n8sewM/s1600-h/DSC01197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354244035688172114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sk4YlRvyilI/AAAAAAAAAXU/cgzk2n8sewM/s320/DSC01197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the banker's cheque-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sk4X1v37qrI/AAAAAAAAAXM/kqcY3SRTayc/s1600-h/DSC01199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354243219141667506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sk4X1v37qrI/AAAAAAAAAXM/kqcY3SRTayc/s320/DSC01199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; -used ABX Express to send the cheque, was afraid it wouldnt reach on 3/7, relieved upon checking this tracking system-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i think all of you have gotten the picture of what il be undertaking for the coming 5 years? yes, many says i cant get through this based on my stpm results, many says that its very tough, no quality life il be leading, alot money but no time to spend and so on and so forth. but rest assured, il do my best and il prove the critics wrong. mark my words. slog i will, give up il not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so a new chapter for me will be beginning soon, that is : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~THE JOURNEY TO MY DREAM~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~believe that dreams come true everyday, because they do~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this is from one tree hill season 6 finale, ive just finished watching it, could see so many dreams came true in this episode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-928587858316188364?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/928587858316188364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/no34-today-i.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/928587858316188364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/928587858316188364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/no34-today-i.html' title='No.34 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sk4ZG1UaI8I/AAAAAAAAAX8/wtyJjm5nrMo/s72-c/5688_112147058504_598178504_2196003_663708_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-1320281953247255479</id><published>2009-06-19T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T12:52:17.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.33 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;FAILED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dukacita dimaklumkan bahawa anda &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;TIDAK BERJAYA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   dalam permohonan kemasukan ke IPTA Program Pengajian Lepasan STPM/Setaraf bagi Sesi Akademik 2009/2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See it with your eyes, feel it with your hands, smell it with your nose, taste it with your tongue and hear with your ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more said, more to be done. I rest my case. We see what happens in future. Goodbye for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-1320281953247255479?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1320281953247255479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/no33-today-i.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/1320281953247255479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/1320281953247255479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/no33-today-i.html' title='No.33 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-7392800668983542318</id><published>2009-06-17T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:35:39.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.32 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went for KUOK Foundation interview. Started journey 9.15am, reached 12pm. went ate lunch and walked at BB Plaza. changed and went for interview at 3. it was alright. then to MidValley for walk walk and dinner. reached Taiping 11pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347978486573730850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SjfWGUaojCI/AAAAAAAAAWc/IMMBgGx7d8I/s320/DSC01154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;front of the building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347978715864268658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SjfWTqlwf3I/AAAAAAAAAWk/UE31h1uBuxo/s320/DSC01156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was given this before entering the 14th floor for interview&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SjfWn7oO59I/AAAAAAAAAWs/Zn89ewwG5RY/s1600-h/DSC01159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347979064035436498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SjfWn7oO59I/AAAAAAAAAWs/Zn89ewwG5RY/s320/DSC01159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SjfW5a2NCGI/AAAAAAAAAW0/ldyGHDZeZus/s1600-h/DSC01160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347979364473309282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SjfW5a2NCGI/AAAAAAAAAW0/ldyGHDZeZus/s320/DSC01160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saw these at Bread Talk in Mid Valley, cute aren't they?&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/9143639338349116762-7392800668983542318?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7392800668983542318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/no32-today-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/7392800668983542318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/7392800668983542318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/no32-today-i.html' title='No.32 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SjfWGUaojCI/AAAAAAAAAWc/IMMBgGx7d8I/s72-c/DSC01154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-8522335219669519505</id><published>2009-06-13T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T23:29:17.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.31 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;went for outing with my form5 classmates. Most of them I've not seen for a year or more maybe. It was great, loads of catching up and flashing back to the times when we were schooling. We 'modified' the sitting place of Old Town Kopitiam at Taiping Sentral, made it like a fish market. Wanted to go for movie but we were late for the 2pm show. Then we went to arcade to test driving skill. Not enough with that, few of us became kids, enjoying the McDonald's ice-cream. Then off we go to Jom Bali for 2nd round of drink. We parted ways then. Im very glad it turned out great, was afraid at 1st that most wouldn't turn up. One thing for sure : WE ARE STILL THAT &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOUD&lt;/span&gt; AS EVER, NOT FORGETTING, VERY &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;CRAZY&lt;/span&gt; TOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The list of people :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sue Fern, Sow Ann, Melissa, Rachel, Erin, Leithiga, Amiera, Suraya, Tian Wei, Hanis, Su Lin, Fatima and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sad thing is I don't have the pictures now. All in Leithiga's camera, have to wait &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;PATIENTLY&lt;/span&gt;, so very sorry here no picture. all the hype, then out of steam to end the post with no picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went for tennis in the evening. my service is getting more blunt. urgh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;watched Grey's Anatomy, and wants more of it!!! I can't get enough of the series! I wish I'm in the show! Ya, it sounds super crazy, I know. This series has topped my list, eliminating One Tree Hill to 2nd spot. I wish I'm like Meredith Grey, having someone so caring as Derek Shepherd to care for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*i realise now i prefer to post my posts aligned center&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-8522335219669519505?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8522335219669519505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/no31-today-i.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/8522335219669519505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/8522335219669519505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/no31-today-i.html' title='No.31 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-2314658017569635597</id><published>2009-06-08T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:51:10.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.30 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;got my hands on the ticket I booked for Manchester United Asia Tour!! I was so happy when opening the envelope, my sister was terrified, she thought I've gone cuckoo. Haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344969148954190562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Si0lH0LWIuI/AAAAAAAAAV4/0INHGCp_hZo/s320/DSC01121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MANCHESTER UNITED, HERE I COME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-2314658017569635597?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2314658017569635597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/no30-today-i.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/2314658017569635597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/2314658017569635597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/no30-today-i.html' title='No.30 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Si0lH0LWIuI/AAAAAAAAAV4/0INHGCp_hZo/s72-c/DSC01121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-1858062535893457857</id><published>2009-06-08T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T12:05:48.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.29 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;want to congratulate Roger Federer, though knowing that he is not going to read this. He has just been crowned the new French Open champion. Ya, after 4 years of domination by Rafa, Federer finally ended the jinx. A very humble man, down-to-earth, full of sportsmanship and everything you can think of, he is Federer. This is the 2nd Grand Slam I watched Roger shedding tears. Just imagine a man crying, what more on international television. But I salute him for not hiding his emotions. Thats a true man. He teared when the Switzerland anthem was played. And during the match, a fan, a mad one I would say, ran into the court while Soderling was preparing to serve. He was running towards the direction of Roger. Roger just stood there, even after the guy came near him and covered his head with a red cloth. Being a role model, he didn't just pushed the guy away or being aggresive. He waited for the security to take actions. So sweet, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344634800266786146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Siv1CKQXtWI/AAAAAAAAAVI/RSGgyXNE9VA/s320/federer_crying_aus_open_09.jpg" /&gt; shedding tears after losing to Rafa at Aussie Open '09, a tournament he had conquered for quite sometime. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344641413604820178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Siv7DG3BxNI/AAAAAAAAAVo/eYhLFKsvmtc/s320/Roger-Federer-001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;celebrating the final point, where Soderling hit the ball into the net. Roger fell on his knees, covered his face and got up with a teary face. One who have waited so long for something would understand his feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344641870566103170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Siv7dtLFmII/AAAAAAAAAVw/4mxl5PGcotE/s320/roger_federer3_1418735c.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;landing a kiss on the trophy. Oh boy, I'm sure all of us know how long and how badly he had always wanted to do this. Finally he did it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ya, i know, i know. Most of you must be thinking this - "Weh, you're a Rafa fan or Roger ha? For awhile Rafa, now Roger?!?!"- Well, I felt this tribute is the least I could offer to Roger after all he has gone through. I respect him alot as a sports ambassador.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MY HATS OFF TO THE NEW FRENCH OPEN CHAMPION, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-66f2772eb6f23ce9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D66f2772eb6f23ce9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330381594%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6608FEB6F4994D71688846E9579CC75EA2FE60C.82AE00EE5774B7CCD39083E85F36A0CC00EA981%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D66f2772eb6f23ce9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1eK984gy1tXBJL19kyqY67zIjkc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D66f2772eb6f23ce9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330381594%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6608FEB6F4994D71688846E9579CC75EA2FE60C.82AE00EE5774B7CCD39083E85F36A0CC00EA981%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D66f2772eb6f23ce9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1eK984gy1tXBJL19kyqY67zIjkc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;~ROGER FEDERER~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Siv1xZtNcVI/AAAAAAAAAVY/JxIwEI3nXGQ/s1600-h/Roger-Federer-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Siv1xZtNcVI/AAAAAAAAAVY/JxIwEI3nXGQ/s1600-h/Roger-Federer-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                          &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-1858062535893457857?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1858062535893457857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/no29-today-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/1858062535893457857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/1858062535893457857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/no29-today-i.html' title='No.29 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Siv1CKQXtWI/AAAAAAAAAVI/RSGgyXNE9VA/s72-c/federer_crying_aus_open_09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-5397788130644956203</id><published>2009-06-04T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T02:56:17.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.28 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>finally figured out the song that I heard on radio lately. I always wanted to know the title of the song. The song goes something like - Monday... Tuesday.... - But after finding out today, it confirmed that I really have hearing problem. Well, cant actually blame me. Whenever I heard the song, it will be when Im bathing or far away from the radio, somehow there's disruptions. The Monday that I heard was One Way and the Tuesday was To Say. So what do you think about my hearing problem? Anyway, I find the song very cheeky and joyful. It's Plain White T's 1234. Yes, the song. Check it out, you'll like it, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~there's only one (1) way to (2) say three (3) words for (4) you, that is I Love You~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SieSv-YidaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/zMuJHyEfcDo/s1600-h/heartsblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 263px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343400835795809698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SieSv-YidaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/zMuJHyEfcDo/s320/heartsblog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~I Love You~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-5397788130644956203?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/5397788130644956203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/no28-today-i.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5397788130644956203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5397788130644956203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/no28-today-i.html' title='No.28 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SieSv-YidaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/zMuJHyEfcDo/s72-c/heartsblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-5840386639105259017</id><published>2009-06-01T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:48:11.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.27 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SiPMvpMeb5I/AAAAAAAAAU4/MLl4PiL-5HY/s1600-h/KL%2520Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342338701875638162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SiPMvpMeb5I/AAAAAAAAAU4/MLl4PiL-5HY/s320/KL%2520Poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a giant step towards reaching one of my dreams. Yes, the above picture says it all. If you do read my blog, I posted before on this topic - Manchester United coming to Malaysia and how badly I wanna go. Today I ordered online and made payment, now just waiting for the confirmation email. Will call them up tomorrow to finalise it. I am taking the risk of wasting the money because I dont know where I will be on 18th July. So anyone interested and would want to standby incase by the time ticket run out and SOMEHOW I couldnt make it, I'll sell it. BUT, I'll do whatever it takes to just go watch it. I mean it. May it be no C.Ronaldo, I don't care. It is Manchester United. Go wherever you want, Ronaldo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will follow you...Man Utd!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-5840386639105259017?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/5840386639105259017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/no27-today-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5840386639105259017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5840386639105259017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/no27-today-i.html' title='No.27 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SiPMvpMeb5I/AAAAAAAAAU4/MLl4PiL-5HY/s72-c/KL%2520Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-5435792439922899916</id><published>2009-06-01T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:44:50.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.26 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342027559283159522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SiKxwwtrceI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Z9_eeMtoi4U/s320/Untitled.jpg" /&gt; witnessed the losing of the King of Clay, Rafael Nadal in French Open 2009. Its the 1st time I watched a tennis match from the start till finish, at least 80% of it. Guess I shouldnt have watch, maybe Rafa would have won? Champion from '05 t0 '08, the King of Roland Garros has fallen from the throne. Robin Soderling was on form, though. His shots were accurate and powerful. He looked like he had more stamina than Nadal who doesnt seem that running-around-getting-all-shots-not-missing-one-kind today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so who's up to be the new King of Clay? I would love to see R.Federer or F.Verdasco. Like their style of playing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SiKyxZPjb1I/AAAAAAAAAUo/-PMcFA6Dgco/s1600-h/Untitled1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 141px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342028669674286930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SiKyxZPjb1I/AAAAAAAAAUo/-PMcFA6Dgco/s320/Untitled1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SiKzDJxrgmI/AAAAAAAAAUw/5NrBeocajyo/s1600-h/Unt1itled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342028974760100450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SiKzDJxrgmI/AAAAAAAAAUw/5NrBeocajyo/s320/Unt1itled.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, I played futsal!!! But its on the field. Haha! But still, I played! But I dint score. Made vital passes that led to goals. Im proud to say I CAN play. So many doubted me. Cish! No discrimination please! I played, playing and will still play football/futsal/soccer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-5435792439922899916?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/5435792439922899916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/05/no26-today-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5435792439922899916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5435792439922899916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/05/no26-today-i.html' title='No.26 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SiKxwwtrceI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Z9_eeMtoi4U/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-6550787239815113846</id><published>2009-05-30T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:08:18.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.25 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;completed my work. After 3 full months and a week. It was a great experience I would say. I enjoyed it, not like the previous job. I was totally clueless regarding hardware stuff previously. Now I know more, actually paints have many types. I always thought ICI is used to paint different surface from Nippon. And mind you, the paint maker SanCora is from Taiping. You can see it being advertised on signboards on highways. So Taiping people like me can be proud. I closed the chapter of my working there nicely, that is not spilling paint. You know why, its because 3months working there, the 1st 2months i spilled a can of paint, one each month. Maybe this indicates Im a clumsy worker. And I managed to bild my arms muscle. Thats what Im proud of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;in conclusion, it was whole lot of fun, memorable and worthy experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the only picture i got from my work place is this; something il get my hands on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                           &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SiEvix8KkXI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ZFMsRib-8kc/s1600-h/DSC01092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 248px; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341602907605864818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SiEvix8KkXI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ZFMsRib-8kc/s320/DSC01092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and it means time to get back to serious matters and less one thing to keep me occupied and stray away from my burdens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-6550787239815113846?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6550787239815113846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/05/no25-today-i_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6550787239815113846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6550787239815113846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/05/no25-today-i_30.html' title='No.25 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SiEvix8KkXI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ZFMsRib-8kc/s72-c/DSC01092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-8038338729372276533</id><published>2009-05-29T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T15:00:58.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.24 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>crumbled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am a hypocrite, says her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-8038338729372276533?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8038338729372276533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/05/no25-today-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/8038338729372276533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/8038338729372276533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/05/no25-today-i.html' title='No.24 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-5245300380281065277</id><published>2009-05-19T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:15:27.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.23 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>start studying. No, no, not yet enter Uni. Its just that i have to read all over again Maths, Biology, Chemistry and....... PHYSICS! PHYSICS! Its such a foreign and unusual word for me now. What the heck man. Something I left 2years ago in another planet, now I have to get in touch with it? Gosh, a selection test to enter Medical College needs physic. Damn, I wonder how small my brain is gonna be this Saturday. Feel so small with physics..... Damn...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-5245300380281065277?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/5245300380281065277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/05/no23-today-i.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5245300380281065277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5245300380281065277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/05/no23-today-i.html' title='No.23 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-1823805342535973014</id><published>2009-05-16T12:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T12:14:35.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.22 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;realised that I missed out post no.19, I jumped from no.18 to no.20. Haha. No one realised, right? I wanted to post this picture but couldnt get a phone cable until today. Thus this is it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                      &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sg49iIrWMYI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Pj1CvoOv4IQ/s1600-h/DSC01055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336270265134756226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sg49iIrWMYI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Pj1CvoOv4IQ/s320/DSC01055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-1823805342535973014?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1823805342535973014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/05/no22-today-i_15.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/1823805342535973014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/1823805342535973014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/05/no22-today-i_15.html' title='No.22 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/Sg49iIrWMYI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Pj1CvoOv4IQ/s72-c/DSC01055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-4833635008638071815</id><published>2009-05-13T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T12:11:56.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.21 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>am so ___________. I've owned 2pendrives. The 1st one I bought with my 1st earned salary. 1GB costed RM50 back then. It was just the hype of having one instead of using it. I don't keep documents or files in it, just to use it to transfer files from here to there and vice versa. I've passed it on to my sister. The 2nd one is a gift. Its 4GB. I'm making full use of it lately, saving so &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MANY&lt;/span&gt; (mind you, the word &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MANY&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;IMPORTANT&lt;/span&gt; documents in it, all my application forms and essays including lists of achievements. Maybe the reason that I didnt back up the documents by saving a copy in the desktop justifies why until now all my applications are rejected. Because I am so stupid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MY PENDRIVE DECIDED TO BETRAY ME&lt;/span&gt;, out of 3 files in it, it decided to&lt;br /&gt;corrupt the most important one, labelled &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'UNIVERSITY APPLICATION'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with stupid, weird characters which says 'The file&lt;br /&gt;cannot be accessed' when I click on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how my night gonna be now,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of the betrayer,&lt;br /&gt;How am I supposed to get it back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Now I am doomed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I AM STUPID to the extend of a pendrive can even cheat on me!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-4833635008638071815?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4833635008638071815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/05/no22-today-i.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/4833635008638071815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/4833635008638071815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/05/no22-today-i.html' title='No.21 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-2684599030962319597</id><published>2009-05-05T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T12:12:07.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.20 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>suddenly have the feelings of uncomfort, scared and just-dont-know-how-to-explain-how-mixed-up-the-feelings-are feelings. This is because I had the thought of 'oh my, im going to leave home in 2 or 3months time to study!' Ya, I know I sound so like a hooligan (is this how it is spelled?). Most of my friends left Taiping to study, long long long time ago. To Korea, to New Zealand, to Australia, to Bangi, to Kuala Lumpur and the list goes on and on and on..... But I still want home..... The comfort of dressing in a school uniform, school dismisses at 1pm, going for extracurricular activities..... It is time to grow up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-2684599030962319597?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2684599030962319597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/05/no21-today-i.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/2684599030962319597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/2684599030962319597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/05/no21-today-i.html' title='No.20 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-128328240536641771</id><published>2009-05-01T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T12:12:15.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.19 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>asked my sister to capture this picture of mine while I put on the specs I grabbed from the table. After looking at the picture, I realised it looks similar to someone. Well, you may say Im 'syok sendiri', but I can see many similarities (the smile especially) except the hair and nose. You know Danny Gokey, the finalist for the American Idol 8?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the picture. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SfsBoXfANaI/AAAAAAAAAT4/-Q1SJMaVk8U/s1600-h/Danny+Joyce.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 186px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330856376933561762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SfsBoXfANaI/AAAAAAAAAT4/-Q1SJMaVk8U/s320/Danny+Joyce.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-128328240536641771?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/128328240536641771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/05/no20-today-i.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/128328240536641771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/128328240536641771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/05/no20-today-i.html' title='No.19 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SfsBoXfANaI/AAAAAAAAAT4/-Q1SJMaVk8U/s72-c/Danny+Joyce.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-2755859135466832479</id><published>2009-04-29T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:43:14.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.18 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>was overjoyed reading the newspaper as it was said that Manchester United will be coming to Malaysia to play on 18th July! OH MY! I WANT TO GO! It was reported that the tickets will be at reasonable price, roughly RM50-90. OH MY! I'm so excited! The only obstacle I can think of so far is I might be starting study by then, sigh. Why didnt they decide to come earlier? Haha, like they care what a tiny fan here wants. So, by hook or by crook, I W-A-N-T T-O G-O!!! Note this! So once ANYONE know the tickets are up for sale, P-L-E-A-S-E, yes, PPPLLLLEEEAASSSEE inform me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*keeping my fingers crossed that this wish of mine will be granted*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*keeping my fingers crossed that MU will beat Arsenal later tonight*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-2755859135466832479?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2755859135466832479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no18-today-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/2755859135466832479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/2755859135466832479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no18-today-i.html' title='No.18 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-6195024788525600239</id><published>2009-04-27T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T20:21:38.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.17 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>after so many years of riding motorbike (not that many though, 3years only), I finally gave the machine I rode a bath, a well deserved bath. If the motor could talk, it would be cursing me and might just sabotaj (is this the correct spelling?) anytime when Im riding, but Im really glad it didnt and hopefully will never. Haha. Now the bike is sparkling clean, wish I could polish it. And 1more thing, I always wonder if the driving school never play cheat for us by digging/making a hole for us to put the double-stand, will I even have the chance to pass the exam and be riding today? This is because.... after washing, I tried lifting the bike to double-stand, but to no avail even after much arm exercises for the past 2months, I still FAILED to give my bike the lift. When I managed, the bike was nearly 45degrees from its actual position, thus taking up alot of space. Luckily mum yet to scold for blocking the hanger. Took a picture of my sprakling bike, but no cable to send it to computer to post it, dang!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-6195024788525600239?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6195024788525600239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no17-today-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6195024788525600239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6195024788525600239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no17-today-i.html' title='No.17 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-2877519720094625657</id><published>2009-04-26T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T00:05:25.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.16 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>think Petronas should hire me to ride for them. Ya, you might think I am drunk for saying this (I am not, long time no to alcohol). I wore a tshirt with the word 'Petronas' printed across my chest and I rode my bike. Lagenda 110cc, I reached a milestone tonight. Previously I blogged on my achievement of riding 110km/h. Tonight, the meter hit 120km/h. To celebrate it, I shouted WOOO!~ while riding. Now the motor sounds and feel abit 'loose'. Cheers to me~! So now you know why I said I should sign a contract to race for Petronas. There's no barrier for speed. I always wish my motor has 5gears or I have a bigger motor, a 500cc probably. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched a tamil movie, Kalaba Kaadhalan. Nice movie. Guy and girl together, girl's sis fall for guy, did everything to get guy without girl's knowledge, guy loyal to girl, no way of girl's sis getting guy, in the end girl suicide. Ya, ya, I know you'll say it sounds stupid and common, but wait till you watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanted to say that I was all hyped up last night watching Man.Utd thrashed Spurs. Trailing 2goals, MU did wonders (did is not the correct word for sure because they did, doing and will always do wonders! WEE~!!) by scoring 5goals in the 2nd half! And.... I'm sad, miss playing football. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;said 'take care' with a heavy heart, as I knew neither could help but just dont say anything. Many to utter but none escapes my lips. Its just for one reason, I know, you know. It will forever be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-2877519720094625657?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2877519720094625657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no16-today-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/2877519720094625657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/2877519720094625657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no16-today-i.html' title='No.16 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-712288061837264547</id><published>2009-04-23T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:14:52.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.15 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>stumbled, yet again, breaking my vow. There's practically zero will in me and also partly due to no exercise and so LITTLE time spent for and with God. Yes, even working my muslces during work isnt enough exercise. Guess I should start going cycling or jog after work. But.... I cant imagine, maybe while cycling or jogging halfway I might just collapse. Please, I need determination to continue this vow, not breaking it over and over and over again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am not chosen to enter NTU. It made me realised that actually I applied very limited courses and scholarships. USM, IPTA, teaching and NTU only. Oh my. What if neither I get??? Then it will be...... I dont want think so much, leave all to God, He knows what's best for me. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-712288061837264547?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/712288061837264547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-15-today-i.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/712288061837264547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/712288061837264547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-15-today-i.html' title='No.15 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-208408531590348481</id><published>2009-04-22T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:15:17.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.14 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>for the third day in a row, been logging in to mIRC. Ya, that stupid, outdated chatroom thingy. The program is in this laptop, so I decided why not check it out since after how many years of not using and I was extremely bored. What I did was I logged in with a male nickname (ya i know now u wondering why I did that) and I decided to put the channel listing on so that I could see which channels many visited. Well, what caught me was a channel with the description of Gay, ya, u might think Im looking for 'stuff'. Well, with my nickname, I just wanted to have some fun and wonder what do they talk about. You see, its rare you get to talk to gays face-to-face. So a few approached me, no conversation lasted more than 10minutes, except one. Well, 1st of all, I wouldnt know he is lying his identity or not because I myself faking my ID. After chatting for quite sometime, he explained he's a real gay, have a boyfriend whom he goes to to stay together during the weekend and *ahem ahem* you know lah, I need not go any further. And the climax of the conversation was (don't think too far lah, that 'climax', we only chatted) when I asked his occupation, he said its a secret, so I persuaded him saying we're friends, the answer was he's a primary school TEACHER! Oh MY!! I mean, the fact of having a gay teacher??? and in a primary school??? No wonder there's more and more cases of teachers raping students..... But after thinking of it.... he's still a human, with the freedom to feel and to love and care for others, just that in a wrong way... and tonight gonna be the last night I'm logging in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*she made my day, offering me the hug, wish i could spend more time there.. but it is her day, so not my wish that is gonna be granted. glad its the correct day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-208408531590348481?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/208408531590348481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-14-today-i.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/208408531590348481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/208408531590348481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-14-today-i.html' title='No.14 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-8116809147068572272</id><published>2009-04-20T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:15:41.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.13 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>feel that Nani from Manchester United is a very awesome player, with his skills in football and also in somersaulting. I have always admire him playing, he's one of the most interesting players to watch on the field (well, off the field, I have no idea). This video which I got from &lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/"&gt;http://www.manutd.com/&lt;/a&gt; justifies my choice. He's THE No. 17 I always look forward to watching whenever Manchester United plays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5999c1b3af1188c9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5999c1b3af1188c9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330381594%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5AE7F75A1846486EA0051A58A674DF54D5E556F3.FFEA9A1B77CAF5D7ABFE112D8EE129DFAAA2F1D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5999c1b3af1188c9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCCJhxCQZvOu6GH6_2AnXFzg7-V4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5999c1b3af1188c9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330381594%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5AE7F75A1846486EA0051A58A674DF54D5E556F3.FFEA9A1B77CAF5D7ABFE112D8EE129DFAAA2F1D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5999c1b3af1188c9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCCJhxCQZvOu6GH6_2AnXFzg7-V4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*enjoyed the video?i dont mind watching it over and over again.but cant blame u if u arent a footie fan!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-8116809147068572272?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5999c1b3af1188c9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8116809147068572272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-13-today-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/8116809147068572272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/8116809147068572272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-13-today-i.html' title='No.13 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-5963135076440941915</id><published>2009-04-17T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:16:10.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.12 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>had my first, no, no, no, dont think too far until the extend of first kiss or first what-so-ever-whichever-far-you-could-think-of. Today is the 1st time someone called me 'che che'. Ya, even my own sister never call me that, whether is sister or che che or kakak or ah ka or whatever to address a sister. I was the driver, picking up sis and her friend to a concert. Her friend called 'Che che' so loud when she entered the car. I felt so overjoyed! Ya, ya, I know I might sound stupid or over ga-ga-ing on such a small matter, but the honoured feeling was just yum...yum... F-A-N-T-A-S-T-I-C!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*thats the way aha aha, i like it aha aha* gonna pick them up from the concert now! toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-5963135076440941915?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/5963135076440941915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-12-today-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5963135076440941915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5963135076440941915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-12-today-i.html' title='No.12 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-5219185173528883407</id><published>2009-04-16T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:16:38.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.11 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>bought my childhood favourite chocolate, Kandos Kiddies. It is a very simple and plain chocolate, thats what I like about it. Had 4 pieces of that, sis had 6 of the rest. I used to be obsessed with the wrappers, keeping them as collections. There's 4 designs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) yellow : kids playing see-saw and slide in the playground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) green : kids playing football, softball and running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) purple : kids strolling in park and riding elephant (is riding the right word? haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) orange : kids playing archery and wooden horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SedPorqpmBI/AAAAAAAAATw/x8cCt7knUdM/s1600-h/DSC01031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325312644723873810" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SedPorqpmBI/AAAAAAAAATw/x8cCt7knUdM/s320/DSC01031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture of the wrappers. The orange one is missing from this picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-5219185173528883407?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/5219185173528883407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-11-today-i.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5219185173528883407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5219185173528883407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-11-today-i.html' title='No.11 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SedPorqpmBI/AAAAAAAAATw/x8cCt7knUdM/s72-c/DSC01031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-5968715692259447838</id><published>2009-04-15T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:16:49.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.10 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>had the ride of my life, a ride I never wanted it to end, just wish could go round and round and round and round and round and....(ya, it will continue until infinity because I dont want it to end). With the breeze blowing against my face and the stars filling the sky(yes, somehow tonight there were many stars), it was the best ride I ever had, the ride Ive always dreamt of. And oh, the scent, I wish I could invent something which can 'record' or 'capture' smells so I could smell it over and over again. One of my dreams came true. Im happy. Hope that wishes such as watching stars while lying on grass and strolling on the beach will join the list of "Wishes That Came True" soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*hope Manchester United will beat Porto later!am too sleepy to watch. *yawn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-5968715692259447838?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/5968715692259447838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-10-today-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5968715692259447838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5968715692259447838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-10-today-i.html' title='No.10 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-5382282313837948889</id><published>2009-04-13T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:16:59.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.9 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>just came back from playing tennis! W-O-O-H-O-O!!! Though long time dint play, Im not that 'rusty' as I thought I would be. But it was tiring... Plus fun actually, there was a prank (dint work out that well though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noticed I've put on alot of weight, jeans getting tighter... Hmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got prank by my mum and sis. They told me I got a letter. Then I told them Im sure they open it as they always do. Then they said its an open letter. So I was excited, thinking it was a postcard from a friend of mine whom I pastered LOoooooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggg time ago for a postcard from oversea (if you're reading this, you should know who you are.. Haha!)... But in reality it was actually an 'open' letter, a letter written by my mum asking me to take away the socks I left on the floor for weeks! Hahaha! So much of my heart skipping for thinking it was the postcard I am waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*my shoulders aching... think im having tennis-shoulder instead of tennis-elbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-5382282313837948889?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/5382282313837948889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-9-today-i.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5382282313837948889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/5382282313837948889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-9-today-i.html' title='No.9 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-8375231545926700835</id><published>2009-04-12T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:17:25.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.8 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>slept until 10.30am. It has been veeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrryyyyyyyyyyyyyyy long since I slept until this late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched a tamil movie, Perazhagan. Nice and funny. The main actor and actress played two roles each in it. It tells of how love can overpower a person even to the extend killing and also the power of love that does not consider looks. I dont mind watching it another round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want easter eggs! Suddenly I have the feeling of wanting to become a child again, playing around with no worries. I feel I have not been spending much time for myself, doing things Im passionate about, for example playing badminton ( I miss it so much!!!! that I wouldn't mind paying the whole court, that's if anyone willing to play with me....... I'm so sad), go for my daily walk and just.....being myself..... I am sad thinking of this... I lost touch with myself, everyday just trying to obtain enough rest with worries of what's going to happen in future always on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*P/S : Please excuse me for being emotional in this post. It comes once in awhile, no, no, I dont mean those "monthly" thing. Just that it has been sometime this issue been running on my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY EASTER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-8375231545926700835?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8375231545926700835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-8-today-i.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/8375231545926700835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/8375231545926700835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-8-today-i.html' title='No.8 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-4817912060305950054</id><published>2009-04-06T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T19:34:24.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.7 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>attended the interview for the teaching course in IPTB. Well, the journey was alright, not until we got lost thanks to the brilliant toll-girl who asked us to take on the 1st exit. Lucky God sent an angel to guide us, somehow he was there at the right time, the right place and going to the same destination as us. The interview went quite well, just figured out that my Bahasa Melayu has reached the stage of "S-U-C-K". Haha. And many will think that I am stupid for telling the interviewers right at the beginning of the interview that my 1st choice is medicine and teaching is only one of my many other options. I think that would have made them put a cross on my application form. But if thats what they want to do, I cant stop them but its their lost, I dare say because I can teach very well! (wow, you must be thinking I am very arrogant for saying this) Oh ya, there's no individual interview. There's only group interview, one in English, another in Malay. And for myself, it was a paired interview as my session, only two attended. So you can imagine how 'dry' the discussion would have been. And mind you, I lied alot during the interview, especially by saying I was one of the school's Rukun Negara club member when my school doesnt even have one! And I even crapped of the activities 'we' 'carried out'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drove on a highway and for the 1st time I drove, the meter hit 110km/h . And to add to it all, it was raining heavily, no, no, not only heavily, it was H-E-A-V-I-L-Y. I cant really see the road and for someone with such great eyesight, I still have to sit close to the steering to have a clearer look of the road. And I freaked out when I was driving halfway my legs got slight cramp. I dare not tell my mum so as to not worry her. My legs are getting weaker nowadays, guess they missed going jogging, cycling and most importantly, they miss badminton very much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*getting the rest i can for today so that il be freshen up for the coming obstacles and burdens coming in the days to come*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-4817912060305950054?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4817912060305950054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no7-today-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/4817912060305950054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/4817912060305950054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no7-today-i.html' title='No.7 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-8913149509797198776</id><published>2009-04-04T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T23:18:37.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.6 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>realised that maybe after all this while I've not been asking consistently, full-heartedly and prayfully. It speaks to me very deeply this line :  '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ask - not just once, but as many times as its necessary. Keep on knocking until the door is open.&lt;/span&gt;' I should change my lifestyle a little now, pray more, focus more, be a bit more serious. Hopefully by the end of the day, more doors will be open for me and the best part will surely be where and when I'll be reaching my destiny, my dream to be just like one of them in Grey's Anatomy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-8913149509797198776?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8913149509797198776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no6-today-i.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/8913149509797198776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/8913149509797198776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no6-today-i.html' title='No.6 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-3771108834084654041</id><published>2009-04-03T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T23:32:37.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.5 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>finally feel that the weight on my shoulders are back again. I thought everything was going to go smoothly, at least for once it can be for slightly a longer run, but its just...... maybe I should just let it go...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-3771108834084654041?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/3771108834084654041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no5-today-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/3771108834084654041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/3771108834084654041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no5-today-i.html' title='No.5 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-4424475777209978330</id><published>2009-04-01T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T20:10:09.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.4 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>managed to wipe off the 'sweat' of my watch. You must be thinking, how can a watch sweats? Well, literally it sweats due to rain. I got wet few days ago and water somehow managed to enter my watch, so for the past few days there's vapour / water droplets on the screen of my watch. At first it was tolerable, able to see what time it is, but today, I cant see anything! So I took the screwdriver and unscrew everything, used a paper to wipe it and.... VIOLA! Its clear now! Not bad, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-4424475777209978330?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4424475777209978330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no4-today-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/4424475777209978330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/4424475777209978330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no4-today-i.html' title='No.4 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-3031270807847397030</id><published>2009-03-28T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T01:23:38.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.3 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>still think that I have 'something' for plasters. Well, I find people with plaster on them are cool people, silly it may sound, but its true. I somehow have the thought that they worked hard till they injured themselves, thats why I am admiring them. And today I cut myself when cutting a piece of metal. Yes, now you're thinking I would be happy that thats happening to me so that I could grab the chance to put a plaster on myself, but no, no, I am not so obsessed with plaster to this extend. I tried clearing the blood, one moment it seems dried up, another moment blood came pouring out. So the solution is.... yeah, you're right, it's my friend, P-L-A-S-T-E-R! I'm proud I've worked hard enough to get a plaster on my thumb! Way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attended a dinner, political one. Not bad, it did refresh my knowledge on what I learned in General Knowledge. And Mr.Nga is so........................... handsome and cute! I shook hand with him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-3031270807847397030?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/3031270807847397030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/03/no3-today-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/3031270807847397030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/3031270807847397030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/03/no3-today-i.html' title='No.3 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-6409825498208581704</id><published>2009-03-26T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T21:43:11.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.2 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>managed to ride 110km/h. 1st time for me as I've always thought 100km/h is the maximum my motor can go. Yet, I've yet to try going on highway on motor. One day I will, hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-6409825498208581704?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6409825498208581704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/03/no2-today-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6409825498208581704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6409825498208581704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/03/no2-today-i.html' title='No.2 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143639338349116762.post-6443434359587748175</id><published>2009-03-25T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T00:29:43.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.1 - Today I.....</title><content type='html'>am happy that a man came to buy paint, asking for opinion, on what colour should he paint a small prayer room in his house and I suggested soft violet (light purple) and he agreed. The thought of someone's house (though it's only a small portion) is painted with the colour I chose makes me happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9143639338349116762-6443434359587748175?l=mysayfortoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6443434359587748175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6443434359587748175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9143639338349116762/posts/default/6443434359587748175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysayfortoday.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-i.html' title='No.1 - Today I.....'/><author><name>yiphing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11574207992698269632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jcdLG_fwENU/SrerG13LUSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/4rj901i7O4M/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
