<?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-8825485841627213559</id><updated>2011-09-05T14:49:08.252+08:00</updated><category term='childhood'/><category term='Life of an exchange student'/><category term='Food'/><title type='text'>Heureux</title><subtitle type='html'>Just be happy... as always..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-3120918207754347870</id><published>2010-04-21T08:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T08:14:16.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life of an exchange student'/><title type='text'>Haunted</title><content type='html'>Okay, as u can see from the title... I am really haunted by a feeling that since I'm gonna leave here soon, I don't have any 'heart' to do watever stuff at here. I don't really care what I am doing now, whom I am meeting with, where I am going. All I wanna do is pray for the time to pass quickly. This is terrible. It makes me to hate everything around me. Even the place I stay, my roomies, food in the dining halls....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on... I gonna be more energetic. Homesick is terribly attacking me now. Leave me alone!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-3120918207754347870?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3120918207754347870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=3120918207754347870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/3120918207754347870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/3120918207754347870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2010/04/haunted.html' title='Haunted'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-4163504770239905394</id><published>2010-04-12T10:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T08:14:56.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life of an exchange student'/><title type='text'>Trip to nowhere</title><content type='html'>OMG.. THERE IS SO MUCH DUST IN MY BLOG!! *phoo phoo phoooooo....*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, wanna do a little bit of housekeeping, hehe. I've abondoned this blog for more than 2 months. Time flies and today it will be exactly 2 months left for me to stay in LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I have the happiest day since the day I came to LA. Not because I went to Disneyland/Universal studio or shopping in some fancy malls. But it's because I took 3 different bus agencies and 1 rail line to and from LA. This's partly for my assignment from my transportation class. And because of this chance, I learn to appreciate more of the efforts contributed by the transporatation engineers. It just doesn't sound simple to design a road and to take the considerations of minimum cost and maximum safety at the same time. Everyone uses road everyday but never in my life until today to realise that being an enginner can really change a human life. Yea, I can proudly say that engineers can change the world in the future... more precisely... it should be everyday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to drag a friend to tag along with me in this trip. We started our trip at 10.30a.m.. Initially we took the wrong bus which went to a different direction (We wanted to take Metro 720 to downtown but ended up in Santa Monica). But then, we found our way back (by taking Big Blue Bus 10) and thanks to the discussion the night before , we had quite a number of alternatives if we got lost halfway to the downtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally got to downtown, we took a number of pictures in front of the specific building and then headed to Little Tokyo (by using DASH DD (Downtown Discovery)). We went to the famous Ramen restaurant, Daikokuya). By the time we reached there, we put our name in the waiting list ( we're in no. 45 and the current call no. was only 15!!!) We're so determined to wait although we're damn hungry since it's already afternoon (ard 12.45pm). After an hour or so, we got our seat and enjoyed the authentic Ramen.. *suuuuupppp... suuuuuuuppp.. suuupppppp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we went to look for a subway to get to Hollywood (since I want to get extra credit so we have to take a rail line) After 15 mins of getting lost and getting ourselves back, we found our way to the underground station (Metro Civic Center). The experince of taking subway was not as good as taking train in Perth. (We took Metro Purple and Red Line to reach Hollywood/Highland for 18 mins.) That's no doubt that once we reached Hollywood, we're attracted by the glamourous shops and streets (and we did a little bit of shopping XD). Just a ride from downtown, we got to a totally different place. The we got back to UCLA ( by taking Metro 2). It was 5.55pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of have the feeling that the most developed a country can be, the most distinct the gap can be formed between the rich and the poor. Talking about Hollywood, it is only 2-3 blocks of areas that're full of glamor and excitement. But when u walked a few blocks down, it'ld be totally different. Homeless ppl rummaging the dustbins for food, sitting at a corner begging for money or food. So what is the big deal of being one of the coolest city in the world since the wellfare of the homeless ppl aren't concerned? I am sick of here. Looking forward to go back KK although it is not as fancy as where I am now. City life at LA doesn't suit me. I am very keen to preserve nature now. KK, u gonna wait for me to protect u.... hahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very special thanks to my friend, Angelene, who is so kind to spare half of her day to finish this trip with me. It was so awesome =)))))))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-4163504770239905394?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/4163504770239905394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=4163504770239905394' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/4163504770239905394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/4163504770239905394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2010/04/trip-to-no-where.html' title='Trip to nowhere'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-7403898935487080365</id><published>2010-02-11T16:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T17:30:45.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life of an exchange student'/><title type='text'>My life as an exchange student</title><content type='html'>It was not as excited as everybody thought when I first arrived at Los Angeles. Maybe it is partly because I don't wana leave my family and freinds. When we(my mum, sis n me) arrived at the LAX(Los Angeles International Airport), we were welcomed by my sis friend (Rachel) and her uncle (Uncle Jaz).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way from the airport to Uncle Jaz's home was so long to me. I kept thinking if I can really make it at UCLA(University of California at Los Angeles). Jetlag makes me so dizzy and uncomfortable but still we manage to stay until night then rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't really imagine time passes so fast. Look at myself, I'm already one month and 11 days at UCLA. And I still manage to survive XD. I would never forget that the 1st day of my uni was so messy. 1st of all, I duno how to walk from my dorm to the classroom. With an assistance of a map and my strange english accent, I managed to find my way to the class. Only at that time I just realised the lecture was 1 hour and 50 mins long T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st thing I've done to my life: Stand out of my comfort zone, take initiative and talk to strangers. It's always like other ppl approach me 1st. But this time I make a difference to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember when I sat at the Bruin Cafe (One of the cafes on campus), I was sipping leisurely my 'Coffee bean and tea leaf' hot chocolate while having a quick reading at my lecture notes. But then there was a girl sitting next to me, eating something that looked so yummy. So my inner voice kept telling me that, 'c'mon, talk to her! Find out what that is!' So I relaxed myself a little bit and started talking to her. Our conversation went out pretty nice. Before leaving to my class, she asked for my number so that we would get dinner another time. It's not until my class finished then she texted and invited me to eat at De Neve(One of the dining halls). She even invited me to Santa Barbara to join a video-shooting camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, seems so weird with this video-shooting camp right? Since Hollywood is in LA, one of the hottest courses in UCLA is movie-shooting. And she appears to be an assistant for the movie shooting students who arranges those shooting stuff and people. And the purpose of the camp is to teach some movie-shooting technics. Haha, imagine that I could probably meet those future directors of Hollywood movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it ended up like... I didn't make it because due to those stupid assignments.. Now I kind of regret it.  Yea, maybe I will ask her to invite me again next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was ever asked what the hardest part during my exchange life's at here, I would say it is kind of hard to meet new friends in my class. It seems like everyone already knew each others for a long time. And I was forced to fit in. Hate the feeling.. it was like a several times that my tears wana fall down in the middle of the class. The class is so long, stangers with high-pointed nose sit aound to me, every week assignments assignments.. It is only when I got here then I realise that Civil engineering is so hard. If I dun really try very hard at here, I'll definitely fail.. straight away with no doubts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what the true meaning of 'miss' is now. When u dun get to see the ppl that u expect to see everyday, when u dun get to chat n talk to a person n get to know how she/he does everyday, the feeling makes u so.... I hate this feeling. It makes me so restless and weak. ' Do Everything, Regret Nothing' is what I found from the end of my exchange student's guidebook. It's time to see myself as an individual and conquer everything with the tiny little courages that can ever found from my soul... Once again, I tell myself, at least I'm not alone =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During dinner, my fortune cookies read, 'Yes, do it with confidence!' then a bunch of weird number: 12 22 36 37 40.... *cough cough* I wonder what it's referring to..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-7403898935487080365?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7403898935487080365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=7403898935487080365' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/7403898935487080365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/7403898935487080365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-life-as-exchange-student.html' title='My life as an exchange student'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-7317266304174153292</id><published>2009-11-10T23:18:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T00:49:15.146+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><title type='text'>Anastasia</title><content type='html'>I have been a useless person for the past few days. Watching korean drama from days to nights, sunrise till sunset. It is an extreme burden to my eyes. Yet I still have to recommend a very awesome korean drama : &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402496145371661858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SvmFnt1LhiI/AAAAAAAAAOA/7GlGmoOro9I/s400/2009-1~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This drama is a mixture of comedy+romance+superstar+angel's voice (their voices are really awesome!!) The story began with a girl who was on her way to Rome to pursue her dreams to be a nun. Her dreams started to be mixed up when a celebrity personal assistant came and claimed that there was a failure in her twins brother's facial operation. So she had to substitute her brother for a while to be a new vocalist in a current famous singer team A.N.JELL.(angel). HaH, and that began her journey of dressing up and acting as a guy. The fabulous part is all the theme songs are so niceee.... This drama is even better than the korean drama 'Boys over flower'.&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;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later on, I just came across a Walt Disney movie that I shouldn't miss in my childhood : Anastasia. And wow! It gave me a goose bumps at the scene where Dimitri rejected the rewards of finding Anastasia from the queen. Awww, how touching is that.. when he rejected the rewards and straight away walked off from the queen. The queen asked, ''Why the change of mind?'' Dimitri replied,''It's more change of heart, I must go...'' And I noticed that this story ends with a special ending; Anastasia saved Dimitri instead of the usual classic fairytale of prince saving princess. How interesting is that... haha.. Maybe it wants to reflect that even gals can be stronger!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&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;How my childhood quietly ends and my adolescent and adulthood begins in subtle. How I miss all the fairytales which greeted me in every sunrise and kissed me goodnight when the night falls. I remember where I used to celebrate my birthday when I was young. I could choose any of the fastfood restaurants in which all of them took turns in subsequent year. But I forgot since when I stop celebrating my birthday in one of them. And this's human's weakest part: forgetful; always go after something fresh and new. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I celebrate my b'day tis year? it was on Monday and I hated it!!! Because I had to go uni T.T But I think I sort of celebrate it a day before it (sunday). Having lunch in a hong-kee restaurant, only to find out that someone was paying for my lunch as my b'day present(&gt;.o!!) I thought that paying the bill for me was just his way of returning my money. But, when we went to karaoke, he paid for my drink again and explained that that lunch was my b'day present (swt o.o!!) Honestly, I was not complaining. Because, compared to the gifts I was about to receive the next day, I prefer that lunch better. At least the present lasted for about an hour and then digested. Haha.. and later on we went for dinner in Sizzler then home. And this was how I greeted the day I was born 20 years before: Sleepy and tired and with booming greeting messages when the clock strucked twelve.... &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;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone was too shy to sing me a b'day song...&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;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow will be a great day again!! Drama! DRAMA! DRAma! my life is full of drama..(with my sis still having exams 2mr.. HAHAHHAHAHHA.......)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-7317266304174153292?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7317266304174153292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=7317266304174153292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/7317266304174153292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/7317266304174153292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2009/11/anastasia.html' title='Anastasia'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SvmFnt1LhiI/AAAAAAAAAOA/7GlGmoOro9I/s72-c/2009-1~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-8330270646167652803</id><published>2009-11-07T11:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:53:49.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalala~~</title><content type='html'>I feel so relaxed right after the exam, can't imagine how I was so stressed yesterday. Yesterday was my sis, Cindy's birthday. We planned to go celebrate with 6 people: Khin &amp;amp; his gf, louise &amp;amp; her sort-of bf, me &amp;amp; my sis.... but it ended up with one going to a group meeting n another one gona stay at home to decorate the house for another fren's b'day the next day... So there's just two of us: me &amp;amp; my sis, going to a small japanese restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's name is Sushi Station Fuji. The restaurant is so small &amp;amp; I dun think it can be regarded as a restaurant.. erm, maybe just station. Yet it makes me feel so warm. Like I have been walking all day long into a small village in Japan, hungry and exhausted. Then, suddenly I spotted a small house with soft lights reflecting through the window and there is a sign that reads: Welcome all travellers (in Japanese)... just like what I have been imagined in my childhood.. hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I ordered a something that its name ends with bento &amp;amp; my sis got a terikayi udon. Mine was assorted with fried fish, teriyaki chicken, sashimi &amp;amp; miso soup &amp;amp; it's awesomeeeeeeeee!!!! dining in a not classy place but with great food made me so comfortable. With japanese songs playing in the background, we chatted happily like there is no more things to be worried. When the waitress came and asked how good it is, I could only replied her that the portion was too small (and I am still hungry &gt;&lt;). Next, we ordered a red bean mocha ice-cream &amp;amp; it's so awesome too.. haha. The dishes were quite expensive, but not as expensive as the Matsuri (a very fine restaurant in city).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It reminds me of Nishiki (my all time favourite). But its fried fish is really better than Nishki. Next time I gona try its bbq fried squid (must be yummy....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of the night I spent it with a taiwanese drama- black &amp;amp; white:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401201935377296962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SvTsix5Q7kI/AAAAAAAAAN4/GEGq7wys_0k/s400/blackandwhite.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and yet, AWESOME!!!! it's not about romance, love all that stuff. But it involves actions, forensic science.. So exciting until I wana finish it in one day(&amp;amp; I going to finish it today!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wonder when the b'day girl is coming. So, they can give her a big big surprise &amp;amp; then I can get to eat my lunch, Bak-kut-teh!! sometimes how I wish I am louise's friend. Happy Birthday to the going-to-come-here-n-have-a-big-surprise gal. Where are u? my tummy hurts =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-8330270646167652803?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8330270646167652803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=8330270646167652803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/8330270646167652803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/8330270646167652803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2009/11/lalalala.html' title='lalalala~~'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SvTsix5Q7kI/AAAAAAAAAN4/GEGq7wys_0k/s72-c/blackandwhite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-1299622037704282580</id><published>2009-11-04T11:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T11:44:00.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one more n I am off..</title><content type='html'>With 2 more days to go until my last exam, I am sitting down here with my mind going blank...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of studying, tired of walking, tired of waking up n then found out I am still in the same place, facing the same people I don't wana face... I am losing myself.. I duno who I am anymore.. i DUNO wat I want anymore... I can't listen, i can't eat, i can't speak... i can't even breathe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; that's why.... Los Angeles here I come, there I go... hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; that's going to be true =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks before when i checked my email, i received an exchange acceptance from the University of Carlifornia, Los Angeles. I was so thrilled for a second that I forgot who I am. I am accepted as an exchange student for a semester. How I wish it is a year (*that's is a long story behind this, come back later). So I will be flying to USA at the end of December, not celebrating CNY with my family and friends for the 1st time! &amp;amp; it has always been my dream(erm, not really..not referring to not celebrating CNY with F&amp;amp;Fs is my dream) to be in a different place without anyone I know, anything i am familiar with... So... to be in one of the coolest and biggessssst city in the world, I doubt if I can live on my own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 week before, i attended a predeparture session. &amp;amp; my tutor sat next to me! How can i believe that the cutest tutor in the civil school is actually going for exchange as well, but not LA... Pennyslvania he is heading... sob sob T.T &amp;amp; I only found out at the end that I am the only UWA student going UCLA(my 1st preference), others....not Berkeley then other places.... Excited &amp;amp; sad at the same time, my dream is coming true (heading to a strange place on my own).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be living on the campus which I has always been thinking to go for it. Now, Wishes may come true &amp;amp; the consequense is... bear with it. How scare I am now... to arrange all the accommodation over there..  how lucky i am to recently found out that my sis's fren's uncle lives over there &amp;amp; he offers to pick us up in the airport... Haha.. Lucks may not boost up one's mood, but it makes things happen faster... wHat am I thinking now.. should be happy and ready for it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; that's for now... good luck to my geomechanics =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-1299622037704282580?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1299622037704282580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=1299622037704282580' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/1299622037704282580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/1299622037704282580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-more-n-i-am-off.html' title='one more n I am off..'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-503602704991059051</id><published>2009-09-22T17:45:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T23:47:41.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I never feel so great after encountered a 30 mins memory lost in a car accident last month. Never feel so appreciated that I still got tons of assignments piling up and their due date is around the corner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Accidents really happened out of expectation. It was when my friend, cousin, sis and I were planning to go watch the Caroline in a cinema. It was when we were at a T-junction. It was when I was not the driver and I happened to sit behind the driver seat. It was when it was hit on my side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;The next thing I knew was I was standing outside the car, watching the broken down car, with my sis and cousin standing beside me. The airbag was out and broken into pieces. The day was getting darker and raining lightly. I was blanked all of the sudden, trying to figure out where I was, what I was doing there. As I couldn't remember anything, I cried and kept asking why I was there (Believe me, it is a very scary experience when u can't remember anything at all!) All I could do was keep asking and crying and checking my mobile phone's inbox to try to remember with whom I have contacted and what I have done that day ( but unluckily i cleared all my messages on my way to the cinema)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;It was all back when I was inside the hospital, when the medic left me alone on the bed, when I recalled the song played by my cousin before we left home. My memory came back with the rhythm of the song playing inside my brain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;It was a month ago, 14th August (Date-not-to-be-forgotten) but it seems like yesterday. All my memory in the past started popping up from my memory box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;So when I was helping my cousin doing her revision, I told her that if I can go back to STTSS again. I won't be that hard-working anymore (as in not being a nerd, not being a top-student) if only I could start over again (Maybe I wil try to be a copycat.. erm practicing some external skill during exams*wink*, maybe should try out more in the school sports team). If only I could start all over again, then my memory about my high school life wouldn't be all about study, stuDY and STUDY!!! (I miss high school life!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am lucky to be busy, happy, sad, frustrated, angry, depressed etc etc... more than anything else!! at least I am myself again =) *I hate assignments and reports!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;P/s: Always drive safely! U know I care &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/8825485841627213559-503602704991059051?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/503602704991059051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=503602704991059051' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/503602704991059051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/503602704991059051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2009/09/feeling-alive.html' title='Feeling Alive'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-3790783631930235042</id><published>2009-08-04T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T19:13:21.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long tym no see -^</title><content type='html'>It has been quite a long time for me to post something up here, so welcome me back again.. haha =) it feels weird to see someone around you growing up so fast. Time passes like rocket... it really waits for no man and tide.. but I do really hope that it waits for me since I'm a girl.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good. But it doesn't always like that. Now you're at the top of a hill, the next moment you may be at the bottom of a cliff. From what I learn to survive through this every-second-changing-world, i can only tell myself that self-healing is the only solution. Time changes, weather changes, things change, human changes, even friends change... but how come I am still the same old me? still the weak one, still hesitating and staying at the same place.. watching all the people passing and staring the unsure and curious me. Standing at the same point, hoping to stay in the past, not wiling and not having the gut to face the future with unknown variables. I will only be myself again if I keep thinking the past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under some strange situations and reactions that u aren't anticipated, it only startles you to go back to where you think you should belong and to rewind back to where u have done wrong. It makes me so sad to think of the stuff that is going out of control, out of my mind. But what can I do is helplessly stare up to the sky, plead for the sun to dry out my tears and ask for the wind to blow off my sadness. Sadness and happiness is only one word difference. Just like black and white which can't survive without the existence of the others. Only under the shadow we can find a beam of hope. Only experiencing what is suffering then we will understand what is enjoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am in a grey zone, neither sad nor happy. But I truly believe that the next day when I wake up with a ray of sunlight shining on me, my smile will be reflected from the mirror again. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-3790783631930235042?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3790783631930235042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=3790783631930235042' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/3790783631930235042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/3790783631930235042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-tym-no-see.html' title='long tym no see -^'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-7338491406711273592</id><published>2009-06-27T16:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T16:54:27.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@@</title><content type='html'>That's what people have been doing during holidays....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351921126712926002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SkXX6Leh3zI/AAAAAAAAANQ/f2CPtv7Ype4/s400/DSC04168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Texting/iphone gaming etcetc..&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;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351921135369362386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SkXX6ruYm9I/AAAAAAAAANY/uQn6bUWpc1M/s400/DSC04169.JPG" /&gt; Daydreaming etcetc..&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;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351921137576830834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SkXX6z8r53I/AAAAAAAAANg/J6Ilf5W-ejM/s400/DSC04170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hand and leg stretching/sporting/losing weight etcetc..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351921144328737906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SkXX7NGd1HI/AAAAAAAAANo/bOHqZZiyVl4/s400/DSC04171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baking/eating/gaining weight etcetc..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351921152554011474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SkXX7rvhi1I/AAAAAAAAANw/3YX0tC-agqY/s400/DSC04174.JPG" /&gt; But me... *sleeping*napping*shopping*worrying exam results*being excited to go s'pore*exhausted*happy*sad*worry*angry* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;7 more days to go back KK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8825485841627213559-7338491406711273592?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7338491406711273592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=7338491406711273592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/7338491406711273592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/7338491406711273592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='@@'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SkXX6Leh3zI/AAAAAAAAANQ/f2CPtv7Ype4/s72-c/DSC04168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-6345198376970915297</id><published>2009-06-17T16:12:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T17:40:01.405+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Indulgence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only food can brighten my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ever seen the egg that can dance? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348208805816456946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SjinkqdOVvI/AAAAAAAAALg/XQ9SJCe75OY/s400/DSC03960.JPG" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or a delicate Japanese cuisine which you probably may have tried 8 years ago.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348210463550216322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SjipFJ_wGII/AAAAAAAAAMI/FHfXelgiMUw/s400/DSC03993.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348227224399820674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/Sji4UxBst4I/AAAAAAAAANI/_RhkRoMNV8I/s400/DSC03988.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Salmon Set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348210476157554498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SjipF49kz0I/AAAAAAAAAMg/rQRfSkXQbts/s400/DSC03987.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Soft Shell Sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348210713073259922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SjipTrirlZI/AAAAAAAAAMo/GgOwOGwX_C8/s400/DSC03992.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Katsu Curry Chicken- My favourite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above Japenese dishes are served in a Perth Japanese Restaurant: Matsuri. It has been quite a while for me to discover this superb restaurant. 8 years ago, when I was a little kid, my relatives brought me to this restaurant. With all the walls of the restaurant made of glasses and a mini fountain located near the entrance, my hidden memory of that restaurant suddely flashed back. I am totally fond of Matsuri! But it seems like the Matsuri in the past looked more high class than the current Matsuri. Maybe Matsuri looks better under the shadow of the night. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348225272414536450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/Sji2jJUJAwI/AAAAAAAAAM4/CFKfxze_AKw/s400/matsuri.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Matsuri Japanese Restaurant: Hmm.. It did look better at night :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8825485841627213559-6345198376970915297?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6345198376970915297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=6345198376970915297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/6345198376970915297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/6345198376970915297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2009/06/indulgence.html' title='Indulgence'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SjinkqdOVvI/AAAAAAAAALg/XQ9SJCe75OY/s72-c/DSC03960.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-2675054794203143199</id><published>2009-06-15T22:53:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:51:26.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st Drawing</title><content type='html'>Exam is over. Finally I can take a good long rest. Honestly I don't really do well in the exam. Normally after I said that, I will then be shot back with "If u don't do well, how do we do well at the same time?" and also a weird glimpse from my friends as a reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When exam is still a long way to go, I have to plan a timetable to finish all my study. But when exam is over and holidays start, I am in dilemma whether where when what how I should do... HOLIDAYS IS SUPERB!!!! I am having holidays now!! ooo-phoo!! not to mention my upcoming 3 days shopping in s'pore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following pics are the reasons why I didn't study well during my study break... I used around 4 days and nights to finish it. Half of my study break was wasted in this only 30% weight assignment.. oh boy.. I used Autocad to draw a simple trolley in elevations, plan and 3D views. The 3D view is the most difficult part since sevaral different angles and the height have to be considered. If this assigment was not carried out during the study period, I might even find it enjoyable because it was like drawing cartoons haha.. and I might be the next top animator :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 164px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347917108079891474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SjeeRntWFBI/AAAAAAAAALQ/6tWW1OiMkE0/s400/all.bmp" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SjeatW5-_PI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ZKd_dTbIe18/s1600-h/all.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Elevation, Plan and Side Views &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347914838183983538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SjecNfr_ObI/AAAAAAAAAK4/TaVXhThdwYo/s400/3D.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347915294069453362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SjecoB_jcjI/AAAAAAAAALA/xe4lMq55uKQ/s400/3D+colourful.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3D view of a simple trolley- my best friend in market places!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-2675054794203143199?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2675054794203143199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=2675054794203143199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/2675054794203143199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/2675054794203143199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-1st-drawing.html' title='My 1st Drawing'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SjeeRntWFBI/AAAAAAAAALQ/6tWW1OiMkE0/s72-c/all.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-2735971725951445816</id><published>2009-06-10T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T21:21:28.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted</title><content type='html'>OMG... I got a feeling that I'm starting to lose interest in studying.. maybe I'm too tired during this 2 weeks for the exam. I long to change the environment. My social life in Uni is like errrrr, I think I dun have much friends in uni. Sometimes I even ask myself, why do I come to perth? Why engineering? Why not USA? Why not anywhere else? Although I am in the process of applying for the student exchange program, I dun have much confident that I can get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my friend called and informed me that 2 of her friends got the places to go for exchange in the coming semester in England. I was like 'wow, is it so easy to get into the place?'. When I submitted the application on the last friday, I was the #1700++ applicants.. that means I am competing with 1000++ people to get into the exchange program. But they may be from another faculty. I wish I can leave Perth for a while. I just can't stand it why I hate here so much. Damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-2735971725951445816?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2735971725951445816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=2735971725951445816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/2735971725951445816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/2735971725951445816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2009/06/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-7697071885438093821</id><published>2009-05-27T14:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T17:11:40.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aja Aja Fighting!!!</title><content type='html'>yoYOyo... I FINALLY got a DISTINCTION for my final field report!!! haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed my 2nd and 3rd report and passed my 1st report. In fact, I should get a credit for the 3rd report because I almost meet half of the marking criteria but I was too lazy to put any diagram in it. For the 2nd report, I think I deserve the fail for not doing it properly. But, for the 4th report, I not only bring a camera to video-recording the whole explanation of the lecturer, but also end up with almost 1 full page of colour, detailed diagrams and then I got a Distinction.. Hooray!!! and then I got another full mark for my 2nd maths test again... Yea!! It's the time for celebration!!! *although I still think that I deserve a HD for that report...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning of exam countdown: 11days 16hrs 0mins 30secs (T.T cannot celebrate liao..) &lt;br /&gt;End of exam countdown: 17days 1hrs 57mins 20secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back KK countdown: 39 days ++ (YEA YEA YEA!!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. time to study.. wish me luck.. I need to get a good result this time XD&lt;br /&gt;AJA AJA FIGHTING!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-7697071885438093821?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7697071885438093821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=7697071885438093821' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/7697071885438093821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/7697071885438093821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2009/05/aja-aja-fighting.html' title='Aja Aja Fighting!!!'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-6615626461502098189</id><published>2009-04-20T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:24:15.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh Oh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Uh oh, Uh oh, Uh oh... my aunty who has been living with me, my sis and my cousin,  taking care of us, cooking 4 us, washing 4 us, cleaning 4 us is leaving on 23th of April... OMYgGodDDdssss... NoNOnoNOnoNOnoN........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Due to my aunty's visa being expired 2day and the immigration officer refused to extend it, me, my sis and my cousin will be left at Perth &amp;amp; have to take care of ourselves.. No... we already used to Aunty's unconditionally loving and care (hemhem, actually it is quite opposite some times). Without her, I really duno how we are going to survive!! maybe me n my sis can survive but how about my cousin? Maybe after she tries the 1st dish i cook then the following night she will be having Maggie for dinner... hahaha, maybe her mum will bring us a maid, i really hope not.. gona teach her how to live independently...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Just now i hav been thinking wat meal i can cook so we will not be starving.. and not to let down avy1's appetite as well... Haiz...... gona cookkkkkkk &amp;amp; washhhhh again... yerrrrrr... Why isn't Wei Cing coming in tis week leh? She can help me cook and wash...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;but looking at the bright side... it's WEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! I can do watever i wan without sum1 nagging at me Do's and DoN'T's... Yeah!!! yeah!! yeah!!! freedom!!! i can be the king again... wahahahhaahaha... Hope that we can survive tis tym (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-6615626461502098189?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6615626461502098189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=6615626461502098189' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/6615626461502098189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/6615626461502098189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2009/04/uh-oh.html' title='Uh Oh'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-8324464306839864299</id><published>2009-04-10T00:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T00:48:49.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES!!! finally study break</title><content type='html'>So much up and down recently... I failed my Geology 2nd report(DAMN IT, i REALLY really hate it). Actually it is a report about a field trip (enjoying rock-watching trip), I'm so upset(but it's a week ago) and i don't score well in my geology test(ngam ngam pass if the grading is the same as the sttss's grading system).. i hate geology.. yer yer yer... so damn regret that i took engineering course since i recently just realized i should take psychology or being a doctor specializing in children treatment(since i oso juz realize i luv kids haha..) anyway.. i won't take engineering as my whole life career... but.. something did lighten my mood a bit was last night when i checked my maths score, i got a full mark 20/20 for the 1st tym.. hooray!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is still sumthing good about staying in civil course since i got a brand new TOSHIBA laptop offered by my faculty.. erm.. it is very heavy, ugly and big(series model: satellite proA300)... internet rating is not good for it... and I still like my old VAIO alto it doesn't have good spec but with better appearance..... hahahaha.. face it, this is the fact... I really hope that I can sell that toshiba laptop for more pocket money... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study break starts 2mr!!! but i wish for more holidays!!!! my golden holidays.... sleep, study, sleep, study is wat i plan for the next 7 days..... haha juz jkjk.... ok Happy Good Friday and Easter break Avy1!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Who is that anonymous btw in our Zhong's blog? so damn Wu Liao.. if he/she is so bored.. call me la, i chat/counselling wiv him/her for FREE!!! haha if u DARE!!! yea holidays!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-8324464306839864299?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8324464306839864299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=8324464306839864299' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/8324464306839864299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/8324464306839864299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2009/04/yes-finally-study-break.html' title='YES!!! finally study break'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-299415645925800110</id><published>2009-03-24T21:06:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:42:24.266+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitting on a rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;TireddddddddddddDDD..... just read an email regarding a guy who died 3 days after continuous OT and a day be4 his big REd day... so shocked!!! so from now on.. i hav to start sleeping at 10a.m.!!!! every1 listen... go sleep early if u dun wana die in ur early age...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Yerrrrrr... i hate engineering... so fan.... every1 keep asking me questions... i think i should take some course which is only deal with theory instead of keeping bombarded by questions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Yeah!! This thursday i am going to watch THE PHANTOME of THE OPERA in the burstwood threater!!! wowowo.. only 2 days to go wiv my sister n cousin although they all hav test n exam but with my persistent 'go eh go eh go eh', eventually We R going ther!!! i feel quite worried for them (only a little bit la... i know they're smart haha) although my fren kept telling me that i should watch the movie 1st be4 goin to the drama, if not i can't understand wat they're singing about... or alternatively, i will juz go baskstage to request them to sing again or be the 1st 1 to call out ECHO eCccchooo.............. One of the nobody-can-miss-it-out dramas of the legend, noboday can miss it out!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316730042622149442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/ScjRzfUkA0I/AAAAAAAAAJY/R75gVrGi2sc/s400/phantom_opera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Next week I will have 3 test... with Maths on Mon, Geology on Tues and a practical test on friday.. n then the following week i hav 2 other tests to go... but if i dun study now, i will have some excuses for my frenz about tat i not yet finished my study o.o then i dun hav to teach them lo!! wo... haha, i am so brilliant... juz jkjk la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;so bored so bored... other than academic achievement, i really hope that i can involve more in uni activity... maybe TENNIS club... haha, talk about self-realization!! I WAN TO ACHIEVE SELF-REALIZATION!!!! okok all the best to all!!! Miss me more!! n sleep early!!!&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/8825485841627213559-299415645925800110?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/299415645925800110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=299415645925800110' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/299415645925800110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/299415645925800110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2009/03/sitting-on-rainbow.html' title='Sitting on a rainbow'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/ScjRzfUkA0I/AAAAAAAAAJY/R75gVrGi2sc/s72-c/phantom_opera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-4719604944418805999</id><published>2009-03-06T22:14:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:02:03.060+09:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Now.. at this very moment.. my new home at perth is packed wiv about 12ppl.. wow~~ it's like opening party.. no mood to study since the avy nex second I'll hear PIANO SOUND~~ ON9 GAMING SOUND~~ AUNTY'S 38 SOUND~~ N My very own inner voice "QUIETTTTTTTT!!!" ahhhhhhhhhhh.. i caanot survive alr!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;2day afternoon i was a roasted duck... i have been under the sun frm 1~4p.m. really OMG, thankfully i still remember to bring my cap n sunscreen.. the surveying thing really threathen my life, my skin tone... urghhhh, i think i'll get more tanned not 'will' but 'am' now~~~ yea,, gals really are not suitable in doin civil engineering since... u need to carry about 10-15kg tripod wiv sumthing looks like a video-camera on the top AROUND(so go get a male partner!!) n then another ~5kg stuff wic looks like a big n long ruler.. n then wiv all tis stuff u gona measure the height of the land wic we refer it as lever... juz imagine, u carry the big ruler standing in a specific position (stand for about 10 mins or wait till ur partner to say ok) n then ur partner survey the lever of the land through the video-camera thing n then it takes turn~~~ i was supposed to finish it early but since sum readings were taken wrongly n me n my partner chose to redo it again.. arhhh.... However, it's quite easy.. juz make sum adjustment, take the readin carefully.. n it's quite cool too since avy1 walking across will be wondering wat u're doing right at the middle of the uni's field looking through the sort-of-like-camera thing!!! I really can't imagine in the real exam how i'll be doing tis since the exam's takin place at sum construction site n it's done individually!!! Wish me luck XD..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Last Monday went to Mt. Quarry to study rocks... wow, i'm quite pro now.. ask me rocks n i'll giv u sum names.. DOlerite, pegmetite n granite.. it was such a boring field trip since the speaker juz purely used his voice to explain the situation there without any assisting devices such as megaphone n oso with about 100++ ppl sharing the his sexy voice!!! v had to note down avything he said n later submit a report... so me n my fren had to rush to the front, stand right in front of the lecturer to hear clearly wat he said.. An old man with a sexy voice.. haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310070733811985458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SbEpMs0PrDI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/HqwBgHvd458/s400/Quarry+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;The magnificient huge mountain right behind of us!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003333;"&gt;tata XD dun wana write report o.o sob sob.. i hate it~~&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/8825485841627213559-4719604944418805999?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/4719604944418805999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=4719604944418805999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/4719604944418805999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/4719604944418805999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-day.html' title='What a day~~'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SbEpMs0PrDI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/HqwBgHvd458/s72-c/Quarry+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-2570107838946714359</id><published>2009-01-22T02:38:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T02:52:21.210+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Here I am.. staying up late for the video thing... if only i am a comp expert(but i dun wan to be a comp geek), then maybe i can finish it earlier. N i won't need an adviser to show me how to do tis n tat. If only juz now i don't go to play pool, then i will detect the problems earlier. Dvd sample 1 failed.. duno y.. dvd sample 2 failed.. since i want to make the dvd quality higher, so i cut out many parts of the house dancing(except of coz blue house) but soon after i published it n then burned it then i realised i 4got to put the transition bac.. so i stopped the burnin process n directly destroyed another dvd again... i m the dvd destroyer!! really sorry for the dvd sponsorer.. gona buy some more 2mr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.. how many days left??less than 3 weeks.. i wan the tym bac... i need more rest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-2570107838946714359?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2570107838946714359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=2570107838946714359' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/2570107838946714359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/2570107838946714359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2009/01/again.html' title='Again..'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-3314610472968368429</id><published>2009-01-14T17:10:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:35:59.702+09:00</updated><title type='text'>WHATEVER!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;I hav been doin the damn devil video thing about 1 month.. video VIDEO VIDEOOOOOOOOO... NOT A COMMON VIDEO but my ex-zhong class's video. N also thank you so much for the laptop i hav been usin in my shop... damn VAIO... so lack in editin tos kind of stuff, it only brings u some joyous moments in FULL HD 1080 or aesthetic appearance or watever... thank u so much too for the window movie maker, the damn software i will swear to myself i won't use it in the rest of my life!!! WHATEVER n not to forget the 1 who has been bla-blaing beside me that i am not going to make it~~~~ HARALD tan!!! i tell u...WHATEVER!!!! i will make it b4 i go bac to PERTH... what the hell wiv i hav to follow my fate n nobody else will ever remember the Zhong's video... WHO CARES by the way!!! who cares nobody else will ever remember!! at least i don't care, i juz hav to finish what hav to be done.. juz giv me 1 more week... the problem s from the publishing section, once i remedy it, everything will be done T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;*time to change tone* hehe guys, hey harald juz kiddin k? dun nget... yoyoyo, ex-zhongers there, for tos who r readin my blog.. i mean MAYBE U U U n U... I am so proud to announce that our Zhong's appreciation video WILL BE DONE SOON!!! happy? EXCITED? so now s my turn to inform u the progress of the video thing... bcoz due 2 the lackness of the software, i hav to cut short the video into the interval of 20 mins n then publish it 1 by 1. Since our video will be about 1 hour n 40 mins, so there will be six individuals section n then i will use another software to combi..... okok, sum of u may not understand wat i am talkin about, but the conclusion is the video need 1 more week to be completed. It will be burned inside a nice dvd n packed in a nice dvd case. Well well well well, tis is all i can tell u guys... will update the latest info nex tym.. do support k? see ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-3314610472968368429?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3314610472968368429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=3314610472968368429' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/3314610472968368429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/3314610472968368429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2009/01/watever.html' title='WHATEVER!!!!'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-678494086931773379</id><published>2008-12-17T23:21:00.008+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T17:39:41.045+09:00</updated><title type='text'>*Perth#holidays$zoo&amp;bbq</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/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SUkOa_JU8iI/AAAAAAAAAGw/aO1xuYiluTg/s1600-h/DSC02695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SUkOa_JU8iI/AAAAAAAAAGw/aO1xuYiluTg/s400/DSC02695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280767894858560034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;The MUST eat pizza at THE CHELSEA'S PIZZA- Teriyaki chicken $18++&lt;/span&gt;&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SUkOajXcslI/AAAAAAAAAGo/wEGIEYSNpAk/s1600-h/DSC02522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SUkOajXcslI/AAAAAAAAAGo/wEGIEYSNpAk/s400/DSC02522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280767887401595474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;The once-a-week-i-MUZ-visit market place - Subiaco market (a lot cheaper than Woolworth n IGA-local famous supermarkets)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SUkOaaZ6TeI/AAAAAAAAAGg/imSuOGD9p2o/s1600-h/DSC02538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SUkOaaZ6TeI/AAAAAAAAAGg/imSuOGD9p2o/s400/DSC02538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280767884996005346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;The best photo shot XD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SUkOaCv2dHI/AAAAAAAAAGY/66yz8TCWYK0/s1600-h/DSC02525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SUkOaCv2dHI/AAAAAAAAAGY/66yz8TCWYK0/s400/DSC02525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280767878645576818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;My just recovered look.....&lt;/span&gt;&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/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU3u_1FBOVI/AAAAAAAAAHY/K5qE2AW3zpc/s1600-h/DSC02925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU3u_1FBOVI/AAAAAAAAAHY/K5qE2AW3zpc/s400/DSC02925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282140718322760018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;One day, my family n i n another 2 cousins visited the Perth Zoo. It was about 2p.m.. Although the zoo closed at 4p.m.  we still persisted to go ther 2 hav a look. It looked lik it was goin to rain...(haha, got a writing-junior-eng-essay feel)... but... the tiger was having a nap... WAKE UP TIGER!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;We did call it 4 a few times in front of the safety mirror but soon gav up&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU3u_nJAC2I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/fE4XOkbM8K4/s1600-h/DSC02924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU3u_nJAC2I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/fE4XOkbM8K4/s400/DSC02924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282140714581363554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Red-butt monkey- from the"Lion king".. shhh.. not available 4 photo-takin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU3_ND2jl4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/HVVM5Js1BEY/s1600-h/DSC02952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU3_ND2jl4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/HVVM5Js1BEY/s400/DSC02952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282158537812973442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Isn't that TIMON from the timon &amp;amp; pumba? i m 1 of ur BIG FANs..plz..sign 4 me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU3u_YB5mtI/AAAAAAAAAHI/a1eDFYs7tNk/s1600-h/DSC02920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU3u_YB5mtI/AAAAAAAAAHI/a1eDFYs7tNk/s400/DSC02920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282140710525049554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Lazy hippo... sleepin near the mud(apparently v went ther in the wrong tym.. only able to admire sleepin beauties' poses)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU3u-8rOxJI/AAAAAAAAAHA/drhYm8Q_pN0/s1600-h/DSC02914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU3u-8rOxJI/AAAAAAAAAHA/drhYm8Q_pN0/s400/DSC02914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282140703182210194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;4get HIS name.. dun look down at him OoO. He cn kick a human until DEATH. kick-u-until-dead-CHICKEN tis s how i call him.. woohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU3yTIWPbeI/AAAAAAAAAHw/jxCskaGUERo/s1600-h/DSC03068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU3yTIWPbeI/AAAAAAAAAHw/jxCskaGUERo/s400/DSC03068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282144348447665634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Noctural animal..(havin difficulty to pass out faeces..)&lt;/span&gt;&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/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU3ySlNn7_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/Yq1F9YQE8gY/s1600-h/DSC03046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU3ySlNn7_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/Yq1F9YQE8gY/s400/DSC03046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282144339016282098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;OIII...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU30eTPdw_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/YLcGHf1bf7w/s1600-h/DSC03016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU30eTPdw_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/YLcGHf1bf7w/s400/DSC03016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282146739373851634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;No doubt.. we r bullyin the biggest turtle in the world.. WWF s after us now.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU3yTopNWXI/AAAAAAAAAH4/6oXvNcUwEuQ/s1600-h/DSC03075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU3yTopNWXI/AAAAAAAAAH4/6oXvNcUwEuQ/s400/DSC03075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282144357117155698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;The "HIGH ZOO VISITORS" is comin 2 town... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Releasin Day: tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;plz support&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU3yUlCiT5I/AAAAAAAAAII/G3Pfia-r03A/s1600-h/DSC03081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU3yUlCiT5I/AAAAAAAAAII/G3Pfia-r03A/s400/DSC03081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282144373329514386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;the HOTTIE DOGGY: secret recipe from me n my sis..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU3yT_nyuJI/AAAAAAAAAIA/VeldbcSCobk/s1600-h/DSC03080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU3yT_nyuJI/AAAAAAAAAIA/VeldbcSCobk/s400/DSC03080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282144363285231762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;What a forceful smile.. haha.. (they r juz bein shy XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU30eHkYXnI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9Kx9tIinkEI/s1600-h/DSC03099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU30eHkYXnI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9Kx9tIinkEI/s400/DSC03099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282146736240352882" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;The BBQ gang (only when photo-takin.. 2 ppl ll b left behind after tat.. u see..)&lt;br /&gt;Mackayla, Grace, my sis, me, Nathasha, Wan Kian, Harald, Yogurt, my mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU30dj9Z1tI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/flo5esGQ7pc/s1600-h/DSC03098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU30dj9Z1tI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/flo5esGQ7pc/s400/DSC03098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282146726681630418" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;ooohh..my hair... hate the wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU31auLBu8I/AAAAAAAAAIo/LtatWPQie4U/s1600-h/DSC02864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SU31auLBu8I/AAAAAAAAAIo/LtatWPQie4U/s400/DSC02864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282147777395145666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;twinkle twinkle little star, how i wonder wat u r,  up above the world so high,  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;smiling down at me so bright&lt;/span&gt;!! (believe it or not, i got the chance to take the smiley face of moon n stars-once in a sixty yrs.. hehe) GOOD NITE every1 n hav a sound sweet dreamssssss..... XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-678494086931773379?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/678494086931773379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=678494086931773379' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/678494086931773379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/678494086931773379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2008/12/perthholidayszoo.html' title='*Perth#holidays$zoo&amp;bbq'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SUkOa_JU8iI/AAAAAAAAAGw/aO1xuYiluTg/s72-c/DSC02695.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-1659944709577736999</id><published>2008-12-13T19:22:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T23:54:02.157+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Result's out!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Wana know what i got for tis sem? very very out of my expectation... 1CREDIT 2 DISTINCTION 1 HIGH DISTINCTION...wuahahah, not the best result i ever got but i m still very proud of myself XDDD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this s partly because i was sick for 1 week right b4 the exam... n the 1st paper i was taking required strong memorisation... i got a very painful stomache (not food poisoning) due to the ROASTED CHICKEN n THE CAMPBELL MUSHROOM SOUP... i guess i ate too much until my tummy cannot digest well.... the pain started on a SATURday n the exam started on the nex nex tuesday... here goes my diary of stupid stomache...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat: Roasted chicken n Campbell mushroom soup + pasta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: painful...painful.. cannot concentrate on memorizing the stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Weird, great i was good again.. yipee!!! ok.. gona boost myself wiv the revision again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Hav been taking porridge 4 the whole day yesterday.... well, maybe i can try a bit of rice n brocolli.... (night) the tummy hurt again!!! (call my mum) sob sob.... wana go home... miss home..(11p.m.) my sis sent me 2 the emergency section of the ROYAL PERTH HOSPITAL....wait 4 about 1 hour then my turn, lying on the bed n a young n pretty doc attend to me....(she asked me about whether i got any chance of getting pregnant n blah blah). Later on, she took my blood sample.. n then i wait wait wait n then a senior doc came n explained that they cant diagnose my problem. Instead, they gave me some paracetamol. (2a.m.++) It started raining but we manage to get home safely. I felt much better after i omitted the rice n broccolli.. then sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Felt so weak but gona get bac to uni to get my test papers back(i shouldn't get it) n then brought my car to service... later stay at uni to study wiv fren... manage to get some medicine from a pharmacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: MY SIS'S b'day!!! went to an aunty's hs at wher she cooked delicious lamb shanks, fried mee n fried chicken... my mouth was out of control(even if my mum warn me not to eatttttttt....) the food was too tempting to resist.. felt so good to be a human!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: omigosh...IT HURT AGAIN... aghhhhhhh... tis tym... worst.. took medicine.. ok.. better..o no.. no more porridge for me... very lag behind my study plan.. haiz.. start to worry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat: nonononon, dun wan porridgeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee... dun wan plain porridge.. i wan the seafood porridge from damai(keep complaining wiv my sis)... (night) a family fren called n came to look how bad my condition was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun: Aunty bought a medicine (specially for undigested tummy wic i 4got its name) n brought delicious chicken porridge... yummy!!! ok tym to study... omg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon: One day left!!! for the material engineering units.. ok... i wish myself good luck n comforting myself that even if i only passed without getting credit or distinction or HD.. it would be fine for me(although I only wan HD... haiz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue: never feel better.. the paper.. well... honestly.. quite easy...the important part s i hav to write wif beautiful english words n correct grammar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There went on my maths n civil structure exam... 75 for my material, 70 for my civil, 82 for my maths n 64 for the engineering project... hooray!!! i pass it without putting much effort on it!!! yeah!!! i jumped when i saw my result... never feel so happy even if my result s still not tat good(i still beat all the engineering frenz i know..wuahhaahha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-1659944709577736999?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1659944709577736999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=1659944709577736999' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/1659944709577736999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/1659944709577736999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2008/12/result-s-out.html' title='Result&apos;s out!!!'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-6589484965729853634</id><published>2008-11-24T00:29:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T22:31:49.187+09:00</updated><title type='text'>i m dead, asleep, or maybe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Wondering... y so many ppl comment about me that i dun wear dress, skirts, make up or at least be more femine.. be more lady like or blahblahblah... read tos fashion magazines or at least the fashion show... let me tell u y... i hav a phobia of being dress up nicely since i was a kid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Not being confident of my look? NOOOOOO... I still recall that once my mum registered a beauty competition for me n my sis at a shopping mall(i was around 10++)... (Dun laugh, i was still too naive at tat time) yea, for ur information, me n my sis dress up very nice, like a princess, make up?!! maybe applied a little i 4got.. haha, the experience was like"no more nex tym!!!" since my mum din tell us wat to do lik giving wat pose or watever... yea.. but tis s not the main part.. juz rite after the competition, not waiting for the result out, me n my sis were rushed to our piano lesson. The place wher i used to play piano was "karajan"(not sure abot the name since the place was gone). Here come the main part.. there used to be a Malay worker ther n other music teachers. Just as I entered the door, that guy kept staring at me-maybe i was too rushed until my mum dun wan to change my clothes n wash out my make up n i still put on the dress- it made me feel so uncomfortable n awkward.. n He even told me he wana married me when i grew up in front of the other music teachers... This was the worst part... i was stunned n my face blushed red... NO WAY WOULD I MARRY A MALAY GUY... AHHHHHHHHHHHH.. (U know la.. Kids who r too naive enuf will take tos kind of thing seriously, maybe u WERE not but i was) hahahaa... so from tat day onwards, i ll make sure that i wear boyishly(no more skirt or dress for me especially going to the piano class) so that i wont get tos weird attention...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;n the 2nd reason was... maybe i should thank 1 of my cousins for turning me lik that.. My mum n dad used to be very busy wiv their business when i was a kid, they used to rush here n ther between papar n penampang(my old house).. N then my sis n I were left to a relative's hs wher mos of my chilhood's memory was contributed. My childhood frenz? yea, my 2 cousins, a boy who s 1 yr older than me n a little girl who s now 16. I used to fight wiv the boy, not because i was born to, but i had to defence for myself n ... my sis?! He owez gave me a hard time n i hate him so much but he owez take good care of that little gal(so unfair!!! )... so it turned out lik i hav to be more strong n tough n fierce!!(haha, if u were same class wiv me in primary 4, i was like a lion n i would bite u every single tym... haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;It makes no point for me to dress up nicely.. sumtimes i was like asking myself, was I an idiot in getting the right outfit for myself.. If i am going to a very important function, i will like losing myself in a shopping mall... OMG, wic 1 should i choose, should i wear tis, should i wear that? n the one who acc me to shopping wiv me will end up lik getting frustrated...it owez ended up  borrowing sum skirts or clothes wiv my not-willing-to-share-the-wardrobe sis.... haiz... if u got the chance 2 visit my wardrobe, dun be surprise that u only found mostly T-shirt n shorts.. my mum n my sis are born to getting the right outfit for themselves.. ME? i will probably hire a style consultant lo.. haha.. last tym, i went to a fren's party.. all the girls dressed up so nicely until i had to find a corner to sit n pretend that i was not in their group.. Peer pressure.. yea, i will admit that i was quite jealous lorrrr.. but.. honestly, i m too dumb in fashion thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;so next tym dun ever tease me wiv tat dumb question "U r a gal, how come u dun know how to dress up?" i know u r reading my blog now.. i wrote tis on purpose... hehe... hope tat tym will change..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-6589484965729853634?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6589484965729853634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=6589484965729853634' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/6589484965729853634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/6589484965729853634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-m-dead-alive-or-maybe.html' title='i m dead, asleep, or maybe'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-3840479382646766482</id><published>2008-10-26T22:10:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T01:47:17.591+09:00</updated><title type='text'>No pain; No gain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;It was a painful experience.. physically damaged, mentally distorted... take tym to recover.. no, it wont recover... it will remain as scar forever n ever n ever n ever n ever n ever... Nor Thou Man'll 4get it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;The following pictures were taken after doing the stupid civil project... it was torture!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SQRt0XAEWxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/I_L6vZInsV0/s1600-h/DSC02240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SQRt0XAEWxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/I_L6vZInsV0/s400/DSC02240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261451010970508050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Remark: THis is not Red PeN ink..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SQRt0JNqRxI/AAAAAAAAAEM/XpY6JjRJExU/s1600-h/DSC02238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SQRt0JNqRxI/AAAAAAAAAEM/XpY6JjRJExU/s400/DSC02238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261451007269422866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remark: tIs is not pimple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SQRtz7ZOP2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fFpyB1kfMkA/s1600-h/DSC02236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SQRtz7ZOP2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fFpyB1kfMkA/s400/DSC02236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261451003559821154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Remark: It s not bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Yeah, no doubt.. it was some physical damage caused by the Stupid HOT GLUE GUN as a consequence of doing the project at de 11th hour. The blister, as appeared in the 2nd image, was the outcome of the direct encounter with the hot glue.. The red mark remained still for several hours. Neither the pain faded away nor the blister. God, save the hand!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-3840479382646766482?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3840479382646766482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=3840479382646766482' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/3840479382646766482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/3840479382646766482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-pain-no-gain.html' title='No pain; No gain'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SQRt0XAEWxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/I_L6vZInsV0/s72-c/DSC02240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-6146577744154473381</id><published>2008-10-11T23:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:00:04.792+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish me a Happy Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Tis month is going to be a very very tough month...like tis weekend i got 2 projects, 1 assignment and 1 report to rush. Talk about the 1st project, i m in a team of 4 ppl and we are going to invent sum efficient cooking method... n the worst part is we gona write a report of about 15000++ words. So each of us gona write about 3500++ words. Doing tis project is like hell n i hav been counting the words wic i hav written, 1900...1915...2000...errrGhhhHHH... n then i heard about tat my final year i hav to write about a thesis of more than 10 thousand words MYSELF, i really feel better now n i hope that i won't b going to my final yr tat fast. Then abot my 2nd project, i was allocated wiv 4 aussie guys n we hav to construct a truss structure wic is like bridge n the worst part is they are not cooperative and lazy. During our 1st meeting, when i showed them the draft, thay all said,"nice!", "wow, tis is really good!", "well done, who did this?" all tis kind of compliments to cover for their laziness for not doing any draft at all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;It is so busy BUSSSSYYYYYYYYYY, even i hav to celebrate my b'day 1 day b4. At least 2day i really had fun hanging out wiv my frenz met from uni. We went to a 'dim sum' restaurant in the morning and ate all tos things i would hav ordered in kk. Then we spent sum tym in a 'ding-dong' restaurant wher u can dine, rent comic, watch Taiwan entertainment show, surf internet and the interesting part is it got the basketball machines and the 'picking dolls' machine... we played 2 rounds for the basketballs n then spent around $20 in the dolls machine... n then WOW, i was so lucky to get 2 dolls, hehe... so surprising!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SPDTzHAacfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rlbu28MhNgE/s1600-h/DSC02401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SPDTzHAacfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rlbu28MhNgE/s400/DSC02401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255933640148939250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SPDNRoSAVDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hmsQQWsTd-0/s1600-h/DSC00286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SPDNRoSAVDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hmsQQWsTd-0/s400/DSC00286.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255926467895776306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;The 2 doggies from the bottom were won by me XD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;2mr is going to be busy again. I ll be stuffed into a pile of works. It seems like my b'day is owez related to exam+homework... Anyway, wish myself a Happy B'day1st 0.0... wish tat i ll b happy in doing all my works 2mr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-6146577744154473381?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6146577744154473381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=6146577744154473381' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/6146577744154473381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/6146577744154473381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2008/10/wish-me-happy-birthday.html' title='Wish me a Happy Birthday!!!'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SPDTzHAacfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rlbu28MhNgE/s72-c/DSC02401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-1020328567599763590</id><published>2008-08-10T18:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T20:35:58.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a DAMN BAD day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;2day i went to church, a friend's church.. i went to tat church for quite a few times, then on the way there, my friend asked me whether i was interested in helping them for catering sum food  (there ll b sum tea time after the church ) Well, that time i  was really neither interested or not interested, so i said sure to her... then, i was brought to see the pastor's wife..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;N guess wat the pastor's wife asked? the 1st question she asked was,"R u a Christian?" Then i said no. n then wat she replied me bac was the most annoying thing i ever heard..."U r not a christian rite? so we cant let u do the job. Lets take an example, if I let u take part in the choir, ll u understand the meaning of the Christian song?(holly hell, luckily i m an alto n not tat good enuf for soprano)  i was just trying to say tat u ll not tat faithful in singing that song"(well well well, wat the big deal 4 being sooooo faithful in catering food? i think she scare i ll put sum poison inside the food ) n then blahblahblahblahblah n then goes another blahblahbalhablhalabalhbalhab.... U know wat?! those who r so faithful in christian r so 'zhang qi'... the whole conversation she was so aggressive in emphasizing the reasons that Y I CANNOT HELP.... n that she kept mentioning that she s not being offense to me... n then wat i was offering to help is being the 1st step reaching the god.... what the hellllllll... holy shit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;n then at that very instant, i felt that my cheek was hot n my eyes were watering... it s not about tat humiliating thing, i juz really felt tat it s sooooooooo unfair... yeah, thx 4 her too, i ll not going to tat church EVER EVER EVER AGAIN... n when i told my fren abot tis,  my fren said SHE WAS RIGHT!!!! OMG, wat the world s tis? I HAV TO BE A REAL CHRISTIAN THEN I ONLY CAN TAKE PART IN IT.... so from sum principle of my INDUCTION, do i hav to b a real CHRISTIAN then i only can talk to those christians??? so upset, never been so sad n hurt b4 since i came to perth.... Well, mayb i m juz being sensitive(but hey, every1 got limit rite? n juz now i hav been challenged but yea i still lose) wat the hell... it was kind hard to control ur tears from falling apart n ask them to stay in the position... when i reached home, i really burst out....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;if no then no la, do u really hav to explain tat much? To be honest i feel so comfortable when i realize tat i m not a christian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-1020328567599763590?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1020328567599763590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=1020328567599763590' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/1020328567599763590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/1020328567599763590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-damn-bad-day.html' title='What a DAMN BAD day'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-8639175976080638387</id><published>2008-07-27T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T00:08:53.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the day b4 the start of the new semester</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Yeah, here i am, very excited about 2mr NEW semester... but guess wat tat harald said about my"excitement", he told me that nothing to nervous or excited about since no guy s going ask 4 my no. 2mr... what the... yeah.. i m oso not so longing about it, thx la, harald tan....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;i made meatballs for dinner 2nite.... listen carefully FRESH N HOMEMADE meatballs not frozen 1 hehe... Curious about the ingredients? 1lbps(pound) ground beef, 1 egg, 1 cup of parmesan cheese, 1 n 1/2 cup basil, 1/2 cup breadcrumb, 1/2 cup of milk, salt n ground black pepper. Mix them n roll into the meatballs!!! B4 all the preparation starts, preheat the oven to 300 degree celcius...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;everything was so smooth... put into the oven, set for 30 mins... n then waited happily... n then went to cook pasta... but then when 30mins came.... i pulled open the handle, my little eyes searching for the fresh, cute n nice meatballs... but..O...MY.....GoDDDDdddddd.... y all Blackened 1? HANGUS de.... my mood was so badddddddd at tat moment... but luckily only the external layer was blackened, the inside meat still ok.... i was feeling so unhappy, skinned off all the meatballs 1 by 1(i made 16 of it).... the very big meatball soon became quarter of the size of it.... now thinking back i really wana laughed at my carelessness... Next, i threw all the meatballs into the tomato paste n then served with spaghetti... Not bad, the taste of the tasty meatballs really lightened me a bit ^^(at 1st i really wana use tat meatballs to show off to my sis but..... juz making myself more embarrassing...) hmm, mayb i should not put them longer inside the oven, next tym juz make it 25 mins n the temperature set to 250 degree celcius...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;my 1st attempt to make meatballs...honestly speaking... are failed... i ll try it again next tym... Who m I? Elaine Wong wo...WuAhHAHahAHahAHah....... looking forward 4 the 2nd attempt, hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-8639175976080638387?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8639175976080638387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=8639175976080638387' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/8639175976080638387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/8639175976080638387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-b4-start-of-new-semester.html' title='the day b4 the start of the new semester'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-7560383601729727333</id><published>2008-07-19T18:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T00:06:38.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boWWWwwwwlinggggg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;i played BOWLING 2day!!!! woohooo... yeah tis s the 3rd time i played it tis yr!!!! i feel so great as well.... i never thought tat i luv bowling tat much... it has been about 6 month until the 1st tym tis yr i touched it, i trembled, i wana shout...yes, i miss bowling!!!!! i still recalled the 1st tym i touched it, it was when my frenz in junior high sch introduced it to me.... then when i continued my senior high sch, i was damn lucky to meet up a gang of bowling frenz!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;it was so grrrrrrrreeeeeeaaaaaatttt... bowling wong n filipino liau n sum other frenz n me played it......  we played 3 games, at 1st bowling wong didnt played well bcoz she oso hadnt touched it 4 half a decade n she kept straightly obtained "eggs" for about 5 frames.....but it s a MIRACLE tat filipino liao incredibly broke his bowling record n kept getting spare spare spare(i m curious whether he got practised it in secret)  n me no doubt still not very geng n oso not very weak, i m the"middle".... but when it turned into the second game, bowling wong gradually found the "feel" n spare, strike, spare, strike s ll the pattern u can see from all her frames she was playing.... haha, really hav a great time... really hope tat the next tym i m playing bowling wont b a very long time from now on... yeah, maybe if the reunion thing s organized by me next time, i ll make it into bowling reunion...wuahahahah........my life s sooooooooooo dedicated to bowling.. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-7560383601729727333?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7560383601729727333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=7560383601729727333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/7560383601729727333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/7560383601729727333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2008/07/bowwwwwwwlinggggg.html' title='boWWWwwwwlinggggg'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-5931554161606236062</id><published>2008-07-11T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T00:23:20.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imagine tat u r a substitute tch(part 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;last thursday morning, i was going to hav class on 9.40a.m. so i woke up at around 8++a.m. n then on the bed i was struggling wiv myself...what the hell, i m not going again la... going ther do wat, reading books? better stay at home n watching drama... but well, promise s promise n i keep my words wiv ms.chin so there i was again...haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.40a.m.&gt;&gt;S2YI&lt;br /&gt;wow... they r quite obedient..u know wat?! bcoz it s too early in the morning n sum of them r still having nap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.30a.m.&gt;&gt; S2AI&lt;br /&gt;yea..tis class gave me a bad image on the last wednesday, so when i walked into the class... i requested them remain sitting down even though they could exchange seats.... n then their feedback was laughing, they said how could they exchange their seat without standing up... i dun think i get it wrong... if they think it logicly, another meaning of my words s CANNOT CHANGE UR SEAT LARRRR.... haiz, well well well... another book reading period for me.. phew, no big trouble came out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.20a.m.&gt;&gt; S2REN&lt;br /&gt;phew... 1 more class n i was as free as bird..wuahahhaha.. as usual, i walked into n then a student asked me"ur last day rite?" i nodded n he gave me a smirk. n then deep down in my heart,"yeah, u wont b as free as today when 2mr comes since u r going to hav normal class 2mr, hehe.." too bad 4 them... yea.. book reading period 4 me again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.50a.m. RRRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrriiiiinnnnnggggggggg..... hooray hooray hoooray!!!! i knew tat i can finish tis job perfectly...wuaahhahaa, as quickly as i can, rushed to the tch's office, grabbed my bag n walking towards ms.chin proudly n said,"i finish my class n i m going home now." later, i ll never 4get wat happen next...ms.chin look through my eyes n said,"thank you very much n really thank you 4 helping n next tym if can (laugh) i ll ask for ur help again". i ll never 4get tis very grateful-face..... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt from my bk wic i hav been reading recently..."Experience s wat u get when u dun get wat u want"....i do get 'sum' work experience but i still dun get wat s tat thing i wan when i took tat job... another 1 "luck comes when preparations meet opportunities" i think it s sum luck to get tis job, my preparation? being kind at all time^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-5931554161606236062?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/5931554161606236062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=5931554161606236062' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/5931554161606236062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/5931554161606236062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2008/07/imagine-tat-u-r-substitute-tchpart-3.html' title='imagine tat u r a substitute tch(part 3)'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-8078159213371781109</id><published>2008-07-09T22:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T00:41:52.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imagine tat u r a substitute teacher(part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;i did hav a good nite sleep yesterday.. here i was again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;9th of july&lt;br /&gt;the sequence of my classes today s S2XIN &gt;&gt;break &gt;&gt; S2REN&gt;&gt;break&gt;&gt; S2YI&gt;&gt; S2HE&gt;&gt; S2ZHONG&gt;&gt; J3REN&gt;&gt; S2AI... 5 classes in a row..omigosh... i really need sumthing to boost me up 2day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drove to sch 2day at around 7++a.m.n when i was driving into the sch compound then i saw the S2YI students... sum of them was starring at me n then i heard "wow..." yea i know y, it s bcoz of the car i was driving... the 1st class s still okok, the 2nd class oso more than okok... there was something special abot tis class oOo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;when the class s very noisy then there would b b sum1 blowing the whistle n then the class would b dead silent(the effect only last about 10 mins, it s still so great... how come my class din come out wiv tis idea) later the 3rd class(among all of the classes, i feel the warmest 1) yea i think they r very familiar wiv me liao....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then S2HE..how should i said about tis class...quite special 1.. when i went into it, they hoorayed me n then i gav my explanation n then here i was again...sitting there quietly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the class was quite a mess since there was a recess b4 tat class... then got ppl help me control the class oOo..thay said tat finally got a tch wana enter their class so every1 should remain QUiet.... wow, tis class really no bad.. then sum1 wan to social wiv me... then i heard noises "r u ex-s3?","u r blue house rite?","wat s ur name?" blah blah blah like tat..n then there goes another 40 mins... tis class so energetic 1 n their design of the blackboard oso not bad.... hehe, but i think the most beautiful 1 s the blackboard of S2REN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; there went 4 another 40 mins...  then S2zhong,i gav them a very high expectation ooo...when i got in there, yeah, very obedient n hardworking in doing homework(only sum of them).. but the whole period i feel tat i m in a nerdy class...hahha, like i used to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;later..the most terrible class i hav ever encountered.. J3REN.. so naughty tis class.. when i was there.. sum1 asked, "Can we play paper aeroplane?" n then i answered,"no, u cannot play aeroplane." n then they misunderstood my words n laughed... omg, they seemed lik they dun see my existence, they juz kept throwing the paper aeroplane... n then i juz sat ther watching... so wu liao ah... some time later, a girl(i think she controls the cleanliness of the classroom) became so frustrated n shouted at them to stop throwing... haiz, so fan... really headache... the monitors oso dun care about them n since i m a new subt tch n they dun make big trouble, i really juz sat ther n watched(i do hope tat i can join them)... n then S2Ai, not really like tis class since they oso dun care abot my existence..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;finally 2mr s the last day to go..only 3 classes in a row... tis s my 1st part tym job lo... so easy to earn fast cash...rm25 per day n the only thing u hav to do s sit n watch n keep quiet but i still dun like it, too boring.... i would rather solve 50 questions of physics or maths n u pay me rm 15...good luck 4 me 2mr&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-8078159213371781109?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8078159213371781109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=8078159213371781109' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/8078159213371781109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/8078159213371781109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2008/07/imagine-tat-u-r-substitute-teacherpart_09.html' title='imagine tat u r a substitute teacher(part 2)'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-2471860200438202977</id><published>2008-07-09T20:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T22:28:49.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imagine tat u r a substitute teacher(part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;yea.. i m being hired as a substitute teaches in STTSS 4 3 days.. can u ever imagine??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;actually tis job finds me n not i go find it... it all happened on 7th of july(last tuesday), i woke up at around 1 p.m. n then i got a call from my ex-s3 class tch... wow, tch s calling me, she muz b missing me so much... then she told me tat my ex-s2 class tch's daughter got the hand, foot n mouth disease n so she gona take care her n i was asked 4 my favor to b a subtitute tch n then her i was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;being a substitute tch...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;8th of july&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i was there at around 6.45a.m.(for god's sake, the 1st time i got up so damn early since i came bac from NS) n ready to report at the office of the assistant principal... hey, how come he s not there? how abot ms.chin then? oops..oso not there, too early... ok, nvm then, my golden opportunity to go around the sch(in fact i juz stayed at the garden n kept waiting)... tis sch s still very familiar, still the old path, the old  garden, the old teachers...  i was frustrated now, seeing some students carrying their bags n walking towards their classroom but here i was, sitting there with nowhere to go... at tat moment, i really hope tat i oso got my own class to go.. wana go to my old class, find my old seat, chat wiv my old frenz, attend classes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i called my ex-monitor(who i should thank very gratefully since she s the 1 who suggested to the tch n put me in tis situation) "wher u? i m here now? but i dun see the assistant principal","ms chin oso hasnt here yet","come here now plz, can u?","ok, see u then"... more waiting n waiting n finally see my bowling wong... then we saw ms.chin n then i met the assist princinpal... i was given a list in which showing wic class i should go, o ya about the paid s RM25 per day since i dun really hav to teach them... the 1st class at 7.30a.m. was luckily to b S2REN(phew, science class... it will not b tat hard). i rushed to it, n the 1st impression i got there..they were so happy coz no need to listen the BM class... after explaining y i was there n requested them to keep quiet, i sat down n then took out my book n read... 4 the whole 2 periods wic was 1 hour n 30 mins.... later break... no doubt tat i went looking 4 my frenz in IS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;then here come the last class of the day&gt;&gt;&gt; S2yi... they hoorayed me when i entered, i explained to them y i was there n then sat down but tis tym i was not reading my bk, i watch them(rather should i said starring at them).. they did make noise, more noise than the last class, i didnt do wat most tch do like shouting at them n asked them to keep quiet..i juz sat there n kept quiet n only did eye-contacts....bcoz some more moment later there ll b ppl doing my favor SSHHHhhh... so i only really hav to sit there QUIETLY... another reason s i miss tat noise so much... watching them walking across the classroom, chit-chatting happily n laughing heartily recalled me old memory... i saw another me in the uniform, oso sitting there chatting wiv sum1 so familiar, surrounding me s  my other classmates, the class s so noisy n then my moody monitor shouted at the class n asked them to keep quiet... sum of them busy copying homework, while sum of them busy eating during class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;to b continued...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-2471860200438202977?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2471860200438202977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=2471860200438202977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/2471860200438202977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/2471860200438202977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2008/07/imagine-tat-u-r-substitute-teacherpart.html' title='imagine tat u r a substitute teacher(part 1)'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-5208055537693488760</id><published>2008-07-05T00:42:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T02:27:24.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i luv kung fu panda&gt;&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;yeah, recently i was trapped in a kingdom o, its name s boredom. I hav been thinking... mayb i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;should stay at Perth n not coming bac, it was lik.... coming bac s the wrong decision.... i was so lazy, or more politely speaking i wana juz relax...  omg... the past few days i had been watching my favourite korean drama series again wic s the 2nd time n then i got addicted to the comic books of wines...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;really cant suit myself since the day i came bac, used to live independently n then when i m bac... it s lik sum1 s controlling u, watching u 24 hours.. so fan!!! my mum keeps feeding me but luckily i cant get fat easily&gt;&lt;my&gt;&lt; my life s uncontrollable... mayb tis s sum kind of uncontrollable-abnormal-homesick-lazy-examafter behaviour n the probability of getting tis disease s 1 out of 1 billion(i m too lucky) n later on u ll see me doing research on tis behaviour n nex tym i ll b the winner of the Nobel prize in the branch of psychology..hehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched two movies 2day oOo... 1 s 'kungfu panda' n another 1 s 'hancock'... kungfu panda s sosososo nice n cute... the story s so adorable n  it teaches me 1 thing, dun ever  judge a person by his appearance oOo.. see how panda s so cute n gentle n warm, but when he shows his kungfu, wowow.... unbelieavable ooo... the whole story s surrounding the secret of being the strongest, the best or the most powerful, but it turns out nothing, it is only u the unique n special 1... do u know who s Dustin Hoffman who contributes the voice of the small red martial arts master? during his interview, he revealed tat the was really a secret behind the story... wana know wat s the panda's father's secret in his famous noodle soupssss? mayb u do mayb u dont... he said tat it s luv... so do appreciate every meal cooked by ur family... bcoz they owez put some precious n worthy cannot-b-bought-from-anywhere-ajinamoto n tat s luv la...haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i take everything for granted.. mayb yes mayb not mayb yes mayb not.... yeah sumtime, 4 knowledge i dun take 4 granted, for material things i do honestly speaking take 4 granted...n life for sure half half... i really should take some part time job, i dun really work b4, duno wat s suffering!!! there was a true story wic i heard when i was at perth... it was 1 day, after lecture, 2gether wiv sum frenz we go city 2 try a new Japaneses restaurant. then when we get off the bus n walking... there was a girl, small n thin, wiv a happy n smiley face waved at 1 of my frenz. after sum chit-chatting between my fren n tat girl, she smiled at me n said goodbye... it was then my fren told me her story... she was a Vietnamese, 1 yr ago she came to Perth n studied foundation, b4 she came, she really thought the purpose of her mother sending her there s purely pursue her study... but it turned out to b a secret arrangement of marriage between her n an old guy.. (yeah, on the mother's side, who dun wan her daughter to live happily n more comfortable than staying in Vietnam suffering like hers... but on the daughter's side, she do appreciate it, but marriage s a long-term thing, especially the life-partner...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i heard of it, wow m i bac to old chinese 'custom'- marriage arrangment?! come on, 21st cyber-booming-century... tat girl do hav choices, if she dun marry tat man then she has to work to afford her study n oso her life.... coz her mum s unable to afford her... then wiv her stubbornness, she took three part-tym jobs avyday if i m not wrong, skipping class... can u imagine wat her result was? undoubtedly... juz imagine 3 jobs a day.. how to study, doing assignments n revision at all...  she s not like those Cinderellas, at the end married sum rich guy n then live happily ever after... she did hav sum1 who care so much abot her  B4 but then suddenly she was dumped, she hurt herself badly(physically ooo...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for god's sake, it s like r u kidding? o come on tell me the truth... omg omg omg omg omg.. if i was her, mayb i ll juz married tat guy coz old ma... can get the money oso n i ll oso b the benefactor of his property n money(ewww....)haha, jkjk... wat if i was her, do i really can survive? wat if 1 day i m diagnosed wiv sum terminal cancer(choi choi choi, dai kat lie si, dai kat lie si) 20 mins ago, she was juz standing there, smiled warmly n chatted happily wiv my fren, i cant see from her face tat she has been suffering b4... now... duno how she s now... may god bless her, hope tat she turns out to b sum modern-cinderella n live happily ever after...    s it sumthing to do wiv fairness?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when everything s unfair then ther s fairness 4 every1... cheers&gt;&lt;&lt;/my&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-5208055537693488760?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/5208055537693488760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=5208055537693488760' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/5208055537693488760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/5208055537693488760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2008/07/yeah-recently-i-was-trapped-in-kingdom.html' title='i luv kung fu panda&gt;&lt;'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-5299573564247695791</id><published>2008-06-23T21:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:25:00.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>doing in my own way~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;    3 days ago, i was like" hooray!!! hooray!!! i finished my exam... yes, i m the happiest person in the world...wuahahahha&gt;&lt;" but now... i am like a mould sitting in my house, doing nth at all. Now i m totally free. I thought tat i ll hav a lot of planning after the exam, but now i doubt it. The things tat i hav been planning during the exam WAS DONE... omg... damn bored now...           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    2 days ago, the 1st time i woke up at 12++p.m. at here(although i still hold my record at kk wic was 15++p.m. ) yea, then i was like a maid cleaning the toilet n vacuuming for approximately 2 hours. Wow, the house was damn cleaned(sumtimes it has to depend who do the cleaning, if my sis...urghh...) later, i went surveying the shops around my house.. wow.. until then i realised tat the shops r so few n most of them r closed(urghhh!!!)... although wher i live was quite a high-class place...           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    yesterday, yea.. i finally went out to church to breathe sum fresh air... n then after church, i went loitering around the city, doing sum shopping 4 a potential birthday present  4 my youngest sis.  But it ended up nth... n today, guess wat i spent the whole afternoon playing the DS... Haiz, if i went to city then the route go n come bac ll take me approximately 1 hour...  so the conclusion tat i made s PERTH s damn a boring place... yet nice place for studying.... i should hav go bac kk earlier n not waiting 4 my sis... aiyoyo, or my exam should not end up too earlier since most of my frenz r still having exam n no 1 wana go out play..haiz... wat should i do 2mr leh? mayb i ll go ride yellow cat, blue cat n oso the red cat(these cats things r the free bus services wic stop at the east, south, west n north of the city) for all the destination n hav a sightseeing 4 how big PERTH s.. yea.. going to b alone again... (loneliness=independence) tell u what?! now my very very very dear n darling best fren s 'loneliness' yea, introduce u guys to my tis very best fren next tym &gt;&lt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    P.S.: Guys, do u hav any planning for ur future? dun tell me about marriage things, tell me others more than marriage... Recently my frenz n I hav been talking about our future. Sum of them said tat they r going 2 use their own money to buy a violin, play concert, working or traveling in other countries like France n Germany. But then it was my turn to contribute to the conversation, i hesitated 4 a moment...i mean i dun really seriously planning n thinking 4 my future, mayb..... juz working n doing master degree(surely not at here)??but no special 1... at least i do hav dreams(go visit penguins n make frenz wiv them in North Antarctica b4 they extinct)&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-5299573564247695791?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/5299573564247695791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=5299573564247695791' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/5299573564247695791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/5299573564247695791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2008/06/doing-in-my-own-way.html' title='doing in my own way~~~'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-1402510433054632230</id><published>2008-06-21T20:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T22:02:05.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>666666</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6 things I'm passionate about:&lt;br /&gt;#vollyball-ing&lt;br /&gt;#bowling-ing&lt;br /&gt;#reading fiction novels&lt;br /&gt;#jogging&lt;br /&gt;#laughing&lt;br /&gt;#movie-ing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6 things I say too often:&lt;br /&gt;#go die far far away(quoted from filipino liau)&lt;br /&gt;#yeah&lt;br /&gt;#thx&lt;br /&gt;#hey&lt;br /&gt;#wei~~&lt;br /&gt;#i hate u lar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6 books I've read recently:&lt;br /&gt;#physics txtbk&lt;br /&gt;#electronic lecture bk&lt;br /&gt;#reader's digest(June)&lt;br /&gt;#reader's digest(May)&lt;br /&gt;#Angel &amp;amp; Demon(the best!!!)&lt;br /&gt;#Detective Conan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6 songs I could listen to over &amp;amp; over again:&lt;br /&gt;#Bye bye(Mariah Carey)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#Bleeding Love(Leona Lewis)&lt;br /&gt;#Until you(Shayne Ward)&lt;br /&gt;#With you(Chris bROwn)&lt;br /&gt;#Those who wait(Tommy Emmanuel)&lt;br /&gt;#Apologize(1republic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6 things I learnt for the past year;&lt;br /&gt;#nobody knows u better than u do&lt;br /&gt;#appreciate life&lt;br /&gt;#b more gratitude&lt;br /&gt;#u can do more n better than u can imagine&lt;br /&gt;#b brave&lt;br /&gt;#b independent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6 people to tag:&lt;br /&gt;#harald&lt;br /&gt;#filipino liau&lt;br /&gt;#christopher&lt;br /&gt;#jasmine&lt;br /&gt;#crazytown&lt;br /&gt;#fanny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-1402510433054632230?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1402510433054632230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=1402510433054632230' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/1402510433054632230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/1402510433054632230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2008/06/666666.html' title='666666'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-7384652012318375794</id><published>2008-05-30T21:45:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T11:05:09.667+09:00</updated><title type='text'>OFFICE friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Guess what... 2day s quite a special day 4 me, i wear a pair of high-heeled shoes, skirt n collar. Yeah, i m dating...wiv some old guys from the civil industries &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... there s a function in my uni 2day wic s known as "Office Friday". On tis very special day, ppl from engineering industry such as engineering consultation n contraction firm ll come to my uni. The aim of tis function s to let some naive n innocent 1st yr undergraduates(me!!) to learn wat type of engineering doing wat in their respective field. UWA club s the place where these ppl n postgraduates as well as 1st yr undergraduates(me!!) meet up.. well, tis UWA club normally can only allow special members to enter it, it got a very high-class cafe(tis cafe s far more better than the students' cafe) n  many conferencing  rooms.  All the ppl at there wear so formally, so do I&gt;&lt; wat i only learn throughout the whole function s tat civil get more job opportunity than the others do(tis info s more than enough)... haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i hav been expecting some scrumptious lunch, i hope it got some bbq or buffet like tat.. but...really out of my expectation, it turns out to b an afternoon tea.. fortunately, i dun make my stomach starving n wait until tis lunch to make me full... soft drinks r served n there are some waiters taking the trays around offering some small n light snacks... haiz, if i know earlier then i ll go home n sleep la.... damn tired...  but at least, i do take some photos^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;n&gt;&lt;/n&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SEAOLudZe3I/AAAAAAAAACo/23WbZoWlYEE/s1600-h/DSC01632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SEAOLudZe3I/AAAAAAAAACo/23WbZoWlYEE/s400/DSC01632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206176763852979058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;    My Lecturer of Static design, Prof Andrew Deeks n Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SEARbedZe7I/AAAAAAAAADI/KqtLipITU9E/s1600-h/DSC01630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SEARbedZe7I/AAAAAAAAADI/KqtLipITU9E/s400/DSC01630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206180332970802098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;future engineers&lt;/span&gt;&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SEAOM-dZe6I/AAAAAAAAADA/uiwEWfsJFj4/s1600-h/DSC01645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SEAOM-dZe6I/AAAAAAAAADA/uiwEWfsJFj4/s400/DSC01645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206176785327815586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; sumtimes i feel tat i m tall&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SEAvyedZe-I/AAAAAAAAADg/GCAGfbewz10/s1600-h/DSC01653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SEAvyedZe-I/AAAAAAAAADg/GCAGfbewz10/s400/DSC01653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206213713456626658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oops..losing sum balance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SEAvy-dZe_I/AAAAAAAAADo/eQn07Bh3flE/s1600-h/DSC01642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SEAvy-dZe_I/AAAAAAAAADo/eQn07Bh3flE/s400/DSC01642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206213722046561266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;juz being crazy&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-7384652012318375794?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7384652012318375794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=7384652012318375794' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/7384652012318375794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/7384652012318375794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2008/05/office-friday.html' title='OFFICE friday'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SEAOLudZe3I/AAAAAAAAACo/23WbZoWlYEE/s72-c/DSC01632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-9161007668813068223</id><published>2008-05-23T22:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T11:05:10.359+09:00</updated><title type='text'>the Beauty of Nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;     Yeah.... last monday(19th May) i woke up so early, 05:15:00 sumthing... well, i was asking myself wat the hell i m doing to wake up so early... o ya, i did remember now, i was going to study for my EE (electronic engineering) test.. o no, gona look at sum circuits agian... wat should i do since i did my revision in the very last minute as i was having the test on tuesday... haiz... engineering s so suffering la when doing ee(luckily i m doing civil, haha)...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    When i was studying, i kept looking outside my window.... the moment when i woke up, it was completely dark, the wind was whistling... so cold... after flipping pages after pages, some stray light from the sky shined through my front long n transparent glass windows. The Sun was rising at any moment... well then, my mind was distracted by the dark violet-pink of the sky. The sky was so beautiful.... it was like a mixture of red n pink, then the next moment it was orange n pink, how cute it was... i still recalled the colour of the sky tat i discovered during my NS... more beautiful than wat i hav seen in Perth... during tat tym(arong 05:30a.m.)at NS, we edy gathered at a large field, the sky s damn dark yet we still waited there patiently for the commanders(we called them staff at there, weird).... ya, i saw the sunrise avyday n experienced the changing of the colour of the sky, it was like a masterpiece of art, how i wish i was part of the element of the colours.... imagine a sky wiv completely dark changing to violet then pale pink, red, orange, maroon n then navy blue....sky blue... plus the air was so refreshing(since it was at the rural area in Tuaran)...Tis was wat i enjoyed the most during my 10-days training in NS(wuahahaa....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SDbncOdZeuI/AAAAAAAAABg/POL1MBrZfzw/s1600-h/DSC01619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SDbncOdZeuI/AAAAAAAAABg/POL1MBrZfzw/s320/DSC01619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203600891576941282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;yeah... still damn dark now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SDbncedZevI/AAAAAAAAABo/uUTPUBDsA28/s1600-h/DSC01620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SDbncedZevI/AAAAAAAAABo/uUTPUBDsA28/s320/DSC01620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203600895871908594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;the early morning in the city of Perth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SDbncudZewI/AAAAAAAAABw/kGA6Nu4Xbkc/s1600-h/DSC01621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SDbncudZewI/AAAAAAAAABw/kGA6Nu4Xbkc/s320/DSC01621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203600900166875906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;the street outside where i live &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SDbndOdZeyI/AAAAAAAAACA/RCT8rdpkids/s1600-h/DSC01623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SDbndOdZeyI/AAAAAAAAACA/RCT8rdpkids/s320/DSC01623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203600908756810530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;some masterpiece of art on the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;    "Sunrise n Sunset, wic 1 do u prefer more?" i still recalled when i was a kid n i was asked tis question, my 1st instinct was sunset for sure... now i was thinking bac, i did spend more time in watching sunset than watching sunrise... well who ll ever think of looking to the sky in the younger age, i would prefer sleeping in the car when going to sch in the early morning... but then tis question was related wiv some sort of psychology things, it was said tat if a person choose the sunrise then he s more optimist but if the sunset is chosen then he s regarded as pessimist... haha, mayb i was a pessimist since i was young but i do believe tat i m optimist... so let me try hard to fall in luv wiv sunrise then i ll b regarded as optimist?!! tat s wat i m thinking till now, haha...yeah, sunrise=happy, sunset=sad... then avy1 should b encouraged to wake up early to watch the sunrise then they ll b happy avytime lo.. haha, so unlogic... yeah but still i m trying hard... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SDbvHudZe1I/AAAAAAAAACY/FUqbo0ar9ss/s1600-h/DSC01621+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SDbvHudZe1I/AAAAAAAAACY/FUqbo0ar9ss/s200/DSC01621+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203609335482645330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A naughty yet darling little bird accompanying me eating my lunch in a lonely afternoon..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SDbtvedZe0I/AAAAAAAAACQ/IbYd-lcHPpE/s1600-h/DSC01481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SDbtvedZe0I/AAAAAAAAACQ/IbYd-lcHPpE/s320/DSC01481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203607819359189826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Finally towards the weekends, i just had my physics test 8 hours ago n EE test 3 days ago, 2 burdens r unloaded but still got 1 more shot next week....&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni life s so busy yet challenging, challenge ur ability to manage ur study, rest, entertainment, socializing n.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;yeah, coutdown for the holidays: 20 more days...hooray!!! hope tat time can travel faster than it used to &gt;&lt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8825485841627213559-9161007668813068223?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/9161007668813068223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=9161007668813068223' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/9161007668813068223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/9161007668813068223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2008/05/beauty-of-nature.html' title='the Beauty of Nature'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SDbncOdZeuI/AAAAAAAAABg/POL1MBrZfzw/s72-c/DSC01619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-5263347345027910133</id><published>2008-05-17T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T12:24:50.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thx god, i was late....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    15.05.2008 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    15:00:45 omg, i juz finished my physics experiment... guess wat my partner n I were the last 1 to leave the lab, somehow the theme of tat experiment s quite hard.....photoelectric effect should b quite easy rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    o...nvm, i was getting late for another lab of electric engineering(ee), but i had to rush to the toilet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    15:04:59 oh gosh, avy1 s there oledi... only left me the late 1 as usual... so after grabbing my last report of the previous experiment(wow, 7.5 out of 10, better than the last 1 wiv an increment of 0.5), i went to my usual seat wic s at the last row. Well, i was expecting to see my aussie lab partner who s quite weird weird de but somehow the bench s empty de.... more weird...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    i sat down, checking the apparatus on my table. Then a lab tutor came over n asked,"Is ur lab partner coming or not?" Wa, how do i know of coz duno la.... i m not so suk wiv him de."Erm.. i duno." "It s ok, dun worry.. i ll get u a fren soon" he replied happily. Giving him a weak smile n thx for his kindness, i wondered wher my partner should hav gone. Then again, an Indian female lab tutor walked over n asked me,"do u know whether ur lab partner s coming or not?" i shook my head. "So do u wan to do the experiment on ur own or join other group?" HELL NOT... i m not going to do tat experiment by my own for the whole 3 hours!! got so many ppl  r unable to finish the lab la.... so can i? "I think i cant handle it myself.... can I join other group?" "Sure, u make the choice, so u wan me to pick de group randomly 4 u or u choose it urself?" "oh, plz...u choose it for me.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    15:06:33 while waiting 4 her response, i did sum survey around the lab....there....i saw my lab partner, sitting on the next row of the bench n next to him was his new lab partner...... oh my goodness, i think he was thinking i was not coming then he join another guy or worst... he wana hav a better partner... i hope the reason was the former 1. With sum stones dropping on my heart, i was waiting for my fate to change... do i hav to do the lab on my own.... oh no, plz no......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    15:08:24 i saw the tutor walking to the group next to my bench. After his talking n sum nodding from them, the tutor came over n told me tat he juz found me sum new partners. Wow, i was so happy man..... finally got ppl wana "adopt" tis abandoned-by-ex-lab-partner gal liao, wuahahahhahahah.... so i was on my way grabbing my stuff n walking towards them. After sum introduction, we started the experiment...... somehow there s sumthing wrong wiv the multimeter so 3 of us went bac to de bench where i used to sit... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    Wow, after sum chit-chating, they told me tat they r from taiwan!!! no wonder la, they r so nice-looking, how come i never notice them who r juz sitting next to my bench for the last 2 lab?!! they look so much like the actors from the taiwan drama series wic i cant recall now... they r really potential to be superstar... haha, their voice r good, so fluent in english.. n their eyes r so beautiful, "shui wang wang de" haha... throughout the experiment, i can tell 1 s quite smart n neat, while the other 1 s easy-going n funny guys(how i wish i can go taiwan!!!)... wow, i m really damn quiet but i do try talking, discussing n giving sum correction....... really damn nervous when i was talking english in front of sum1 who s so fluent in english, i think tis s my weakness...no confidence.... anyway i did heard of them talking some mandarin but they thought i cant speak mandarin...wuahahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    17:50:12 phew, still got the last question to go n we r done... well, it s not quite hard as long as  we manage to finish it...hahha.... so far my ee lab still got 1 more left(hooray!!!) but the next 1 ll b on nex nex week wic means i only can see them 2 weeks after (haiz..)  haha, no worry....i can wait^^ so nice to be late sumtimes....hehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-5263347345027910133?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/5263347345027910133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=5263347345027910133' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/5263347345027910133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/5263347345027910133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2008/05/thx-god-i-was-late.html' title='thx god, i was late....'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8825485841627213559.post-1474475835882407302</id><published>2008-05-15T00:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T11:05:10.527+09:00</updated><title type='text'>my 1st blog XD !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;wow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;tis s my 1st own blog... so gals n guys, plz keep tuning^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    Tis morning when i woke up, i really feeling unwell, seems like i havent got enuf sleep yesterday... dun wana go to uni but haiz 2day got tutorial n attendance s marked, with reluctance i finally decided to go uni... today schedule s so full, from 9a.m. to 2p.m. non-stop wiv 4 lectures n 1 tutorial... however, i m unable to conquer the human nature of sickness (really tak boleh tahan during physics lecture) so i intentional skipped the lecture of electronic n electricity(the 2nd tym i skipped tis lecture, wahahahah...) now still feeling unwell, soon i realised tat i m only free when i m sick.. seems like the other tym i juz keep doing assignment, revision.... so sad when i think abot tat. Does the meaning of my life only about studying, studying, n more studying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    The meaning of life can b more beautiful... friendship, family, love, work n play. Instead the things tat i get more passion in perth s cooking n physics(crazy leh?!!). Talking abot cooking, it require skills, feelings n imagination. B4 u cook, think abot the flavour of ur dish ll b like wiv the given food materials, o ya u oso hav to use feelings to choose them..hahaha.. abot physics leh, the lecture getting more interesting!! avytim got more than 1 experiment demonstrated during the lecture... it s lik tis minute u r falling asleep but the nex second "BOOMSSSSSSSSS" OR "PLANKSSS" OR "ZIISSSSSSSS" ll keep u awake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    Perth s so quiet yet boring... even my thinking n inner heart r so peaceful. Not much to think about, but i get the chance 2 know myself more deeply.. no one know more about urself  than the way u understand urself s wat i learn at here... sumhow in particular i know sumthing in my heart but only my physical mind cant get it from my inner heart.(ridiculous rite?) Start to thinking abot my future, my carrier... i m not worried but i m planning it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    I still recall from a previous conversation between me n sum guys. A cousin of mine who s taking neuron science, also 1st yr, he asked me:"hey, r u going bac to Malaysia after graduated n work at there or stay at perth?" then i replied,"sure, i ll go bac to kk." when another guy who s taking commerce heard about our conversation, he commeted,"huh... y? if i open a KFC restaurant in perth, i earn more than u do as u being an engineer bac in kk!" "........." haha,  different ppl wiv different perspective of view, perth s good i mean in terms of salary n environment, but i still feel warm bac in kk wher it s my hometown n the place i was given precious life... tis thing s short-term de la, i ll change my mind again if i m given more benefits at here, dun 4get the reality of the world....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    o ya... introduce u guys to wat i learn at UWA la... As i m taking engineering course, the sub-units i m taken r Physics, Maths, Introduction to Mechanics n Introduction to Electronic n Electricity... i hate the last 1 since i hav to analyse the circuit things wic make my head so pening(but next semester i no need to take it liao, haha) Physics s quite easy coz quite same same wiv wat i learned last yr n physics only got OBJECTIVES during the exam wiv only 40 quetions... hooray!!! plus all the formula r given!!! guess wat i score during de last test?!! 14 out of 15...wahahha, but oso got many ppl get as high as i m coz the questions r sososoos easy lik spm standard(mayb they juz wana try our standard?)hahhaha.... really hav to keep my hardwork here^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    By the way, i m very proud of myself for being graduated from sttss... haha, i owez regarded as smart when i teach my engineering frenz sum of the maths or physics problems, yet i dun really like the compliments..  do u really feel good when avytime u teach sumbody abot sumthings then they ll say u r a smart gal la, how come u r so smart n so on blah blah blah avy single tym... dun know y juz dun like it.... smart in wat way? smart in memorizing all de formulas n the text? smart in getting high marks during the exams? smart in being a nerd? i think i got the point...hahhha... i m not smart to live independently, to take care of myself n even in socializing wiv strangers n so on.. i m not tat SMART lar!!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    Introducing my engineering gang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SCsLT9L8-rI/AAAAAAAAAAg/OfyH1gFUr6Q/s1600-h/IMG_0413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SCsLT9L8-rI/AAAAAAAAAAg/OfyH1gFUr6Q/s320/IMG_0413.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200262632199486130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                from left: Edward(Indo), me, Jane(Kuching), Yenni(Indo) n Ivan(Labuan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I really hav to study hard since i m aiming to get a scholarship next semester... can i do it? Haiz 2mr got lab from 1p.m. to 6p.m...... hope tat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;avything s smooth lo.... wish me luck^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8825485841627213559-1474475835882407302?l=elneyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1474475835882407302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8825485841627213559&amp;postID=1474475835882407302' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/1474475835882407302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8825485841627213559/posts/default/1474475835882407302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elneyee.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-1st-blog-xd.html' title='my 1st blog XD !!!'/><author><name>E!aine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260218765214491609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SfsJAHlADNI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nHU1T-_boQI/S220/DSC03637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RT1GNP-r_fc/SCsLT9L8-rI/AAAAAAAAAAg/OfyH1gFUr6Q/s72-c/IMG_0413.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
