<?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-7868865209604625303</id><updated>2011-08-08T22:06:51.873+08:00</updated><category term='公主。过节'/><category term='学院。生活'/><category term='城堡。生活'/><category term='音乐。分享'/><category term='文字。创作'/><category term='影片。分享'/><category term='公主。心情'/><category term='疯癫。中六'/><title type='text'>公主的记事本</title><subtitle type='html'>顽皮公主爱把自己的心情和分享的东西写在记事本里哦~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-5974222297581311883</id><published>2010-08-10T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T22:48:39.512+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='学院。生活'/><title type='text'>Don't Mess With Mathematics!</title><content type='html'>Don't mess with mathematics!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not complaining or clan contempt, I just can't stand of my math lecturer anymore!! Today, mathematics lecturer class, our lecturer gave us a few revision questions to do. Then come to question number 3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find the &lt;i&gt;n&lt;/i&gt;th term in following geometric progression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3, 1, 1/3, ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Show that the G.P is convergent or divergent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Find the sum to infinity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* I wrote the question based on my memory... So it maybe a bit different from the actual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The first part I don't think need to explain... Because what I want to talk about is part 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Before I move on, let me explain how she solved the question. At first, she tell us the that the sequence is convergent. Suddenly, a student asked, why it is convergent. Funny, she stunned and turn to the white board and tried to solve the prove it secretly... She writing all the lim (n approach infinity)... She refer to notes... Then come out with result that the sequence is divergent... Then is my turn to stunned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, based on our previous lecturer, he told that when the sequence is getting smaller and smaller, at the end it will stop at 0 or any other number. Therefore, the sequence is convergent. Divergent is when the sequence  getting larger and larger and it will not stop on a specific number but keep on growing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, back to the question, the sequence is, obviously, decreasing. So, its definitely that this sequence is convergent. I told her the same thing (I even bring our previous lecturer into my answer!). What she reply? Gosh... she said it is explanation and looked like she is not accepted it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then I said, if the sequence is divergent, we can't even find the sum to infinity, but we had found it! It proved that the sequence is convergent! Then she answer me that is the matter of the order of question...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fine! Then we stick to her method. The &lt;i&gt;n&lt;/i&gt;th term is =3(1/3)&lt;sup&gt;n-1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So, when ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Lim&lt;sub&gt;n-&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;∞ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3(1/3)&lt;sup&gt;n-1 &lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;= 3 . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Lim&lt;sub&gt;n-&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 14px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: black; "&gt;∞ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(1/3)&lt;sup&gt;n-1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Which &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Lim&lt;sub&gt;n-&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 14px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: black; "&gt;∞ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(1/3)&lt;sup&gt;n-1 &lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;= 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Then anything times with 0 equals to 0. In other word, the sequence will stop at 0 somehow. Therefore, the sequence is so not a divergent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Some may asked, why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Lim&lt;sub&gt;n-&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 14px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: black; "&gt;∞ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(1/3)&lt;sup&gt;n-1 &lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;= 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Well, 1/3 and &lt;/span&gt;(1/3)&lt;sup&gt;2 &lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;which is smaller? Obviously, is &lt;/span&gt;(1/3)&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;Then when the&lt;i&gt; n&lt;/i&gt;(the power) keep on growing, the number will get more closer to 0 and finally stop at 0. Therefore, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Lim&lt;sub&gt;n-&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 14px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: black; "&gt;∞ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(1/3)&lt;sup&gt;n-1 &lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;= 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Actually, I feel so guilty after the class... I mean, I used a very rude tone when I talk(well, it looked more like argue...) with her... I'm so sorry... I just can't control my temper... This is not the first time I get angry and louder my voice to other people... I don't know why my temper can be so... bad... I promise, I will change it... I force myself to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-5974222297581311883?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/5974222297581311883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/08/dont-mess-with-mathematics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/5974222297581311883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/5974222297581311883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/08/dont-mess-with-mathematics.html' title='Don&apos;t Mess With Mathematics!'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-7011328166036222450</id><published>2010-08-05T18:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T14:04:59.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='学院。生活'/><title type='text'>A Day That Full of Stories in UTAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Library Fire Drill&lt;/div&gt;First of all, I want to explain, why I went to library during mathematics class?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, this is because our new "genius" mathematics lecturer, finished her class TRIPLE earlier than old lecturer. In other word, for Mr. Leong(old lecturer), he won't be able to finished everything in 1 week and maybe he will use next week 1 hour class to cover everything. But the new lecturer, I forgot her name(I din't even want to remember...), who use a cloth to cover her head, use only 2 hours to finished the whole chapter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, we finished our mathematics class 1 hour earlier lo...Then our 2 hours break became 3 hours. What to do? So I and a friend went to library to study mathematics by our own, just like everyone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I doing my matrix, I heard a few time the bell rang. At first, I thought it was nothing because it rang about 1 second only. Then after the few times, the bell rang again but its longer and louder this time. The first thing came to my mind is:"Oh my god! Please give me a break... Better don't tell me this is what I'm think it is..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the bell rang a few second, the librarian who stand at the staircase run to us and tell us to keep moving... At that time, I'm sure this is a fire drill. By the way, no wonder all the librarians looked so relax and standing at the staircase for so long...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I din't walk to the exit immediately but I slowly keep all my pencil and pen away and stand up slowly, pull the chair in then I walk slowly to the exit... We walked along the staircase and walk and walk and walk. Finally, we reach to the assembly area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the assembly area, I met many friends on mine are standing there as well. We all stand there and chat. Suddenly, an officer came and asked a very stupid question. He asked:" Who is missing?" Then I answered:"How am I suppose to know WHO is missing? At least I know that I'm not..." After a few minutes, we all back inside the library.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TF4_djWIMOI/AAAAAAAAAMw/FrWEI50-JiU/s320/Image0889.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502905571630133474" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;At the assembly area&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nutrition Fun Fair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Around 11.00 a.m., one more hour to our next class. So me and my friend keep away all our thing and moved to Block D cafeteria to have our lunch before we enter the class. While we eating, the Nutrition Fun Fair is going on in Block D. So we decided go and take a look after we finished our meal.There had a food stall, the food looked so nice. But in front of it,is a label written how much the calories is. For me, I had no more mood to eat it after read the label... &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TF4_d8ZHv9I/AAAAAAAAAM4/xoS0I2Mn_PE/s320/Image0891.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502905578353573842" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;The Food Stall in Nutrition Fun Fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TF4_eXQ7ZwI/AAAAAAAAANA/2UwjJv0K47E/s320/Image0892.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502905585566967554" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;The label of the meal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, there had a stall that let you play free. But when you win you will get the price~!! Then what am I waiting for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game is drop the small hola circle. You win if you loop 2 of it into the nail pined the color picture. I actually played it for fun. At the end, I WON~!!! ^^ Unbelievable~ What is price is? 4 KopiO candies, 1 Chocolate Wafer and 1 yellow Jelly... Well, free game... Can't expect anything better than this...But too bad I din't take any photo of the game... Anyway, I had took a few more photo of the fair~ Enjoy ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TF5BLPLAybI/AAAAAAAAANY/IJ7PYADwEZs/s320/Image0899.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502907456000412082" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nutrition Pyramid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TF5BKwYtZ9I/AAAAAAAAANQ/ui2WYNw6jpE/s320/Image0897.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502907447736362962" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;BMI, table where you can check your BMI. On top is weight and left ts height.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TF4_e5CZWpI/AAAAAAAAANI/G4AG3cxxDw8/s320/Image0896.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502905594632821394" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;DNA Model&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Critical Thinking&lt;br /&gt;I never like Critical Thinking this subject. But I love our lecturer, Ms. Pushpa. She is a very good lecturer. Anyway, that day's class, is quite fun. In 1 hour, we doing the past year paper which is not very fun. But the fun is started in  next hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the break, Dennis(the favorite student to Ms. Pushpa) and his group present their Issue Analysis(our group presentation). Their topic is "Eyes In The Sky" which I think they direct translate from Cantonese (天眼) which means CCTV. Their presentation is good. Honestly, I wish I could be like they as well. I want to try to present my work in front during lecturer class. This is because this is a good chance to practice my self confidence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then next activity is debate. Ms. Pushpa had set 3 questions and she separated us into 6 groups in order to make 2 groups debate on 1 question. My group is agree on Enligsh Proficiency Placement Test for every student in UTAR before enter the campus. Which means we have to take English test before you apply for UTAR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ms. Pushpa gave us 10 minutes to think of the points before the debate start. After 10 minutes, she asked which group should start first. Me and my friends shout the loudest said:"First group~!!" Then Ms. Pushpa laughed and said:"The group who shout surely is not their group!" Well, thats truth! So Ms. Pushpa start with group number 2(my group is number 3) which is about polystyrene in cafeteria to serve food is good or bad move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a coincidence, Ms. Pushpa chose randomly and the result is 2 boys VS 2 girls, Chinese VS India! The boys are represent that polystyrene to serve food is good while the girls are the opposite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because of the time, after the boys present their points, the debate is over... I mean... Hey, come on! The DEBATE means to fight! But the girls din't even speak a word... &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TF5BL9lKQzI/AAAAAAAAANo/NCfvsynmwFY/s320/Image0908.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502907468458115890" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;The boys who represent agree ti use polystyrene to serve foods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TF5BLkm45gI/AAAAAAAAANg/RuYXqqfMA5Y/s320/Image0907.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502907461754480130" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys are presenting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TF5BMcoD1eI/AAAAAAAAANw/vZl42YaVaaQ/s320/Image0909.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502907476791776738" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Don't know why, 2 group start to discuss... Aren't they are enemies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;What are they discuss for??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TF5BmB-GlnI/AAAAAAAAAN4/HZwlHhkYigk/s320/Image0911.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502907916313073266" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here comes Ms. Pushpa to check on the mic to find out the low volume is the problem of the mic or the debate group... Result, debate group. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7868865209604625303-7011328166036222450?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/7011328166036222450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-that-full-of-stories-in-utar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/7011328166036222450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/7011328166036222450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-that-full-of-stories-in-utar.html' title='A Day That Full of Stories in UTAR'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TF4_djWIMOI/AAAAAAAAAMw/FrWEI50-JiU/s72-c/Image0889.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-2924491839106385299</id><published>2010-08-04T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:19:46.831+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='影片。分享'/><title type='text'>Just Be Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-92ac2b845d857095" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D92ac2b845d857095%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330268366%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3A9735ADE46E2A6013DB98E2F768F629FC569EA2.35E6099125A363613F8651A7C9DFA135D5503885%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D92ac2b845d857095%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMVWkfYntqFCCymNiK-VtZ9D9teU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D92ac2b845d857095%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330268366%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3A9735ADE46E2A6013DB98E2F768F629FC569EA2.35E6099125A363613F8651A7C9DFA135D5503885%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D92ac2b845d857095%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMVWkfYntqFCCymNiK-VtZ9D9teU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, keep repeating this songs. This is which a friend, Destroy, introduced to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This can count as choir. The original singer is Megurine Luka(the pink color hair in the video), the vocaloid, then Nico Nico Chorus re-sing in their own version. Luka's version is nice, but Nico Nico's version are more powerful and better for me. Before I go on, I would like to explain that Megurine Luka is not human. She is a computer software that can sing a song after you program her nicely~ Or, you can call her a singing robot inside the computer. The other vocaloid I know is Hatsune Miku.Next time I write a blog how I get to know Miku. Its a funny story as well~ ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lyrics is talking about a couple is being apart. I'm now really know why they broke up. But in the lyrics, its looked like the boy still love th girl and he don't want to apart from her but it's too late. It's a beautiful lyrics~ Especially this sentence, "...Its useless to pick up the fallen petals because its not going to bloom again...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;(...ochita kaben hiroi ageta to shite, mata saki modoru kotowa nai...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*I translated it in my own understanding, if there is anything wrong, please do tell me. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; What I like about this song? I can't tell. I just fall for it when I heard it for the very first time. Plus, is choir~!! I don't know when I started love everything about choir! Maybe is because of the choir competition which I'm taking part in Form 6. Back to the topic, the piano's version is very nice as well! With piano, the whole melody seem more sad. Besides that, in piano's version, you can heard more clearly the singer's sound, without all the drum and other's sound effect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the band, there are 2 guys, if I'm not wrong. I love their voice! Their voice are clear and soft. Their voice are not like basses deep and low or like tenor high pitch. 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When I went to campus, many people are wearing black also, but not all of them. In my tutorial class, only 5 people are not wearing black! That's quite funny~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the class, I and 2 of my friends, Yum Yum and Hime walked back to our hostel together. We hardly met each other after we came to Kampar. Although we were walked under big and bright sun, we all feel happier than ever since we came to Kampar. We joke and played along the journey! So what fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we passed by the garden, we saw the grass is full with yellow little flowers and it was such a beautiful view! So we decided to take a few photo together at there! Here is the photos~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TF1Eit_BdnI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/9A1kbYwLAmo/s320/DSC00668.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502629682966787698" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Big Hug~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TF1EDTZM_5I/AAAAAAAAAMI/fJORH8k31Ng/s320/DSC00660.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502629143252893586" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;The big sun forced me to narrowed my eye...(&gt;.&lt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TF1EC3Rl4uI/AAAAAAAAAMA/CaIKxjRPKdM/s320/DSC00661.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502629135704777442" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;I like this, can see the whole grass covered by the yellow little flowers~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TF1IKAOo-LI/AAAAAAAAAMo/PqC5Nt-hXpY/s320/DSC00669.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502633656413911218" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Candy, Yum Yum and Hime~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-5024616800074563217?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/5024616800074563217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/08/black-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/5024616800074563217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/5024616800074563217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/08/black-day.html' title='The Black Day'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TF1Eit_BdnI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/9A1kbYwLAmo/s72-c/DSC00668.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-7076796060027009420</id><published>2010-07-19T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:21:48.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='学院。生活'/><title type='text'>What a Day~!</title><content type='html'>What a busy week, and what a day...&lt;br /&gt;Last week was a super busy week for me... &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Test and test and another test... I haven't mention that assignment came in half way also! Such as English radio play and accounting assignment and even economics also! ! word... BUSY!&lt;br /&gt;But I did enjoy the busy day... Well, I rather busy like that than sit at home doing nothing... Right? So glad that I had been so busy~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;Have to said that I had been closer to both my classmates and course mates yet I din't recognize all of them in the class... But, still, I manage to study and chat with them more~ ^^ Mainly is because all of them are nice and fun and easy going~ Nice to meet them!&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was hyper active~! I mean... Hyper!I wave to a boy who happened to be my course mate but we din't even talk at all, not even once! So the boy look at me in surprise and... kinda think I'm out of mind or something... &gt;&lt; It's embarrassing as I think it back now... LOL... That happened in the morning. Afternoon, after the lunch, I walked to the class. At first I din't notice that that boy is in front of me, because I was so tired. After I notice him, I tried ti walk a few steps faster... ok... i walked few steps closer to the boy... &gt;&lt; Then I reached the door first before he did, so I opened the door for him! The boy laugh... Let imagine, a girl, you not even really know her name wave at you and opened a door for you, what is your feeling? For me, I'll think this girl is defiantly are crazy! At the break of the class, I went to the toilet, I meet him again~!! What a coincidence! I asked him:"Did I sacred you today?" Ok, I know it's a stupid question... but I asked. Luckily he said no... If not I also don't know what to do... lol... Did I mention that the boy is cute? Is not like boy-cute, is girl-cute! I mean he look very girlish but he is a boy~&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, in English class... Thanks to the boys sitting in front and suggest my name to the lecturer and end up with I answered the last question... That's nothing yet... In economics class, Gosh..., when lecturer asked about who in the class who's father that owned a company or something. I can't believe that my friend next to me pointed to me as soon as lecturer asked that!! What an embarrassing... I was blushed, I can really feel my face in on fire, as I answered a few questions from lecturer...try to be 低调 here! 低调... &lt;br /&gt;Last, the accounting test... Not much to said... Death~!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-7076796060027009420?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/7076796060027009420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/07/hyper-active-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/7076796060027009420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/7076796060027009420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/07/hyper-active-day.html' title='What a Day~!'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-9006496700847583283</id><published>2010-07-04T21:34:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:21:48.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='学院。生活'/><title type='text'>Thinking Out Of The Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, I attended a soft skill program named "Thinking Out Of The Box".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel so happy to join this program because I heard my brother and some seniors told me about him~ They said the trainer are very nice and fun. And the program are very fun and motivate. And I totally agree with them~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TDCXDdRw9yI/AAAAAAAAALA/n05B3ejPCj8/s320/DSC00508.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490054031419176738" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our trainer, Mr. Suresh is a very funny guy~ He is good looking(but he said he is handsome and he can't do anything about it because God gave it to him... &gt;&lt;). While is was talking, he like to move... or you can said he dance and posing a lot~!! I mean A LOT~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TDCar3pfAQI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ktA6EFzoCM8/s320/Image0734.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490058024227635458" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, at  the morning, we all look very tired because some of us are watching foot ball last night. So Mr. Suresh call all of us to get up when he gave the signal and we have to walk around to meet other people and tell them:" Hello, my name is ... and my energy level now is ..." The energy level is represent your energy that time. 1 is lowest and 10 is highest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TDCbL4WOB7I/AAAAAAAAALY/WTvjHK-ERu4/s320/Image0717.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490058574171080626" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we line up at outside of the room to play another game~ It similar to "Rock, Scissors, Cloth". But trainer change it to "Tiger,  Gun, Man".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TDCfv8v-PbI/AAAAAAAAALg/m0Uy8_elAUw/s320/Image0719.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490063591874641330" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Later, we do some IQ questions. I post 1 questions here but I won't tell the answer here, if you interested, you may come to me, I'll tell you the answer and other questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Can you join the 9 dots with 4 lines(continuous line)? Then 3 lines? Then 1 lines?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TDCXW7XbXyI/AAAAAAAAALI/ggeXQvIMrks/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490054365913505570" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you able to find the solution, then you are thinking out of the box~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. You may use may notes below to find out the solution~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next game we played is the hola hoop~ 25 of us make a circle then hold hand. Then we have to pass the hola hoop without let go of our hands~ It very fun~ We all cooperate and discuss and share ideas with each other~I can't explain how much fun we have there, you only can know it when you join the activities~ Then after the game we enter the class and wrote down the lesson we learn at the game~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TDCgaO28TJI/AAAAAAAAALo/rEJYgcRpclo/s320/Image0733.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490064318290218130" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After that, he lecture a bit. I can summary out some notes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To able to think out of the box, you have to remember few points...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. It must be simple - the solutions must be simple, it not need to be very difficult.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Something must change - if the solution must be change a bit from the original.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Provocation - it is inspiration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Copy is good - copy is not a bad thing, copy can save energy and time. You only need to work 20% and get 80% result~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then the next thing is SCAMPER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;S - Substituted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;C - Combine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;M - Modify&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P - Put to use&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E - Eliminate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;R - Reverse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's the only thing you need to make changes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then the last section is a game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We all separate into 4 groups and find out a CEO and think of the company name. The company name of mine is Cincai Sdn. Bhd.. Because when the trainer came to our group and our CEO said:"Cincai la~" Then here come the name...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we have to start our company by borrow loan from Bank(Trainer) then buy the material from the market(also the trainer) when produce it into product(helmet) and sell it to the government(still the trainer) .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TDCg4P_N9QI/AAAAAAAAALw/shl9JbRveVI/s320/Image0739.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490064833989440770" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our group had asked about who we sell the product to and what color do we have to put, but we forgot other little detail that make everything sense. Therefore, after the first round of production time, every companies, every single products had been dump into the rubbish bin which means... Reject... &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TDChR8Y6vII/AAAAAAAAAL4/R1zFbbQI5X4/s320/Image0741.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490065275405122690" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's all about the program today... Now very tired because all my energy had used up during the program... So that's all for today~ ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-9006496700847583283?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/9006496700847583283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/07/thinking-out-of-box.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/9006496700847583283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/9006496700847583283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/07/thinking-out-of-box.html' title='Thinking Out Of The Box'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TDCXDdRw9yI/AAAAAAAAALA/n05B3ejPCj8/s72-c/DSC00508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-1055545134022192707</id><published>2010-07-02T18:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:21:48.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='学院。生活'/><title type='text'>My First Quiz</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I had very first Mathematics quiz in UTAR~!!&lt;br /&gt;Before I enter the class, I was so scare~!!&lt;br /&gt;My hands are shaking~!! This is freaking truth~!!&lt;br /&gt;But my friend, Jia Chyi, told me that the quiz is very easy.&lt;br /&gt;If I don't know how to do the test, she cut her head down and make it a chair for me...&lt;br /&gt;At the time, I'm not really believe her... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around 2.45p.m., the previous class same out from the class and we moving in...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still scare... Till I totally forgot about the promise I made with my classmate the day before yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promised that I let him sit beside me during the test so that he can copy my answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I did let him(I don't want mention his name here, because I used to called him a funny name of his which given by our tutor. I'm sure he will kill me if I did...^^) sit beside me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a few minutes, our mathematics tutor came in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He talk nonsense after he came in. It make me more nervous. That's one of the reason why I hate him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, he finished the talk and distributed the test paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You may start..." he pause about 1 minute then only continue:"...Now!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I turn over the paper. My mind was blank. I'm not sure is happy or scare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Calm down. That's nothing, just a few question of mathematics you do everyday." I told myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm quite happy and I calmed down and finished reading the questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started to answer as soon as I finished read it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I answered question 1 softly. But came to question 2...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mind blank... Again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know the question! I know I did it before! But I just cant remember how do I start to solve it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried to answer it, but I'm sure that's not the answer. So I liquid everything and redo again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just can't remember the method! I'm started to be panic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hands are shaking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Let's skip it. It just 3 marks after all." I said inside my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I skipped it and move on to question 3. I answered question 3 easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I came back to question 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At that very moment, something bang my head!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember how to solve it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I quickly write it down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I was doing my question 2, tutor suddenly speak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ah, my hands are dirty. I need to go to  toilet wash my hand!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Know what's reaction we have? Laugh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm going out now!" he repeated!Then he gone out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I just finished my question 2. So I just sit back and relax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think you get the ideal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After few minutes, he came back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He asked:"Did I go out just now?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No!"my classmates answered. I just laughed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;P.S. Tell no second person about this! Forgot it as soon as you finished read it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the story about yesterday~&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about today~&lt;br /&gt;Today I have lecture class at 12.00p.m..&lt;br /&gt;I entered the class around 11.45a.m..&lt;br /&gt;As I get in, I heard this...&lt;br /&gt;"Happy Birthday To You~ Happy Birthday To You..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I saw this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TC3P9xM7_rI/AAAAAAAAAK4/zTmYJ37bIeM/s320/Image0699.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489272180921073330" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's Kelvin's birthday~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I din't really know him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I sang Birthday song for he together with other course mates~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His friends even used the microphone to sang~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he said his three birthday wishes~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, he wish everyone happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second, he wish everyone healthy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then third, he din't said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a wish...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, can't he make any better wish? You only have birthday once in a year right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe he can wish like for a girlfriends(hey, maybe he already have so he din't wish for it... &gt;&lt;) or wish for unlimited money or maybe wish for lecturer cancel the mid-term test next week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, he blow the candles after he said the wishes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bet he have the most wonderful birthday this year~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again... &gt;&lt;&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/7868865209604625303-1055545134022192707?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/1055545134022192707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-first-quiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/1055545134022192707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/1055545134022192707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-first-quiz.html' title='My First Quiz'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/TC3P9xM7_rI/AAAAAAAAAK4/zTmYJ37bIeM/s72-c/Image0699.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-1703178999116019924</id><published>2010-06-26T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:20:08.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='音乐。分享'/><title type='text'>Girls' Generation-Fever~</title><content type='html'>Wow... I really get Girls' Generation-Fever right now...&lt;br /&gt;I watch Girls' Generation MV more than 10 times a day~!!&lt;br /&gt;Not 10 different MV, is 1 MV more than 10 times~&lt;br /&gt;Then I watched 4 MV a day~!!&lt;br /&gt;Their songs are so nice~!!&lt;br /&gt;Plus they are so cute~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls' Generation, or So Nyu Shi Dae(SNSD) in Korean.&lt;br /&gt;There have 9 cute Korean in the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images2.fanpop.com/image/photos/9200000/kissing-you-chibi-girls-generation-snsd-9290403-580-797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 580px; height: 797px;" src="http://images2.fanpop.com/image/photos/9200000/kissing-you-chibi-girls-generation-snsd-9290403-580-797.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about the songs I love the most.&lt;br /&gt;There are two songs I really love, there are "Gee" and "Kissing You".&lt;br /&gt;Now I was try to learn the dance from MV for both of this songs.&lt;br /&gt;"Gee" is the first song I heard from SNSD.&lt;br /&gt;What I love about "Kissing You" is the song sound so sweet~ I like the bridge part and the part after that.&lt;br /&gt;Plus their outfit are so beautiful~!! Just like the picture above~!!&lt;br /&gt;Their hair style also so nice~!!&lt;br /&gt;I love Tea Yeon's earing~ Is snow flake~!!&lt;br /&gt;1 more reason why I love this song is they holding lollipop when they singing~!!&lt;br /&gt;So I repeat and repeat still repeat their MV wholde day long... &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-1703178999116019924?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/1703178999116019924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/06/girls-generation-fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/1703178999116019924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/1703178999116019924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/06/girls-generation-fever.html' title='Girls&apos; Generation-Fever~'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-7965089346448068203</id><published>2010-06-13T21:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T21:50:23.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I added a new page~!!</title><content type='html'>Ha~! Long time din't write blog already~!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyone miss me? (Silence...) I take it as "yes" then...&lt;br /&gt;Ok~ What happened to me?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really happened to me nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my bike keep giving me trouble...&lt;br /&gt;Last week it the chain run out from where it suppose be...&lt;br /&gt;Then the day before yesterday the back wheel puncture...&lt;br /&gt;Then today morning I had called the repairman came to my house to fix it for me.&lt;br /&gt;It cost me RM8 for replace a new tire. It is cheaper than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it wont give me other problem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today dinner went to friend's house to eat.&lt;br /&gt;My friend she cooked~ So I "tumpang" lo... Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks for the dinner dear~!!(I know you reading, cause I'll force you to do so... Hahaha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, my brother sent me a message.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, before I continue, I have to said that today is the day that I suppose to drive to Kampar Train Station to fetch my brother and his girlfriend which coming back from Melaka.&lt;br /&gt;Back to the story, he sent me a message said the train delay~!!&lt;br /&gt;And he will arrive about 1a.m..&lt;br /&gt;After I read the message, I was like"...", speechless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I cycle around with friend in front the park.&lt;br /&gt;That park have open time. The time we cycle around the open time was over.&lt;br /&gt;So all the gates of the park were closed and locked.&lt;br /&gt;When we cycle there, we saw a couple was locked inside~!!&lt;br /&gt;I saw the girl was trying to climb the gate. Then she saw us cycle towards.&lt;br /&gt;"Is it the front gate close?" asked the girl, still trying to climb over the gate.&lt;br /&gt;"No, all gates were locked!"my friend reply.&lt;br /&gt;Then I said:"Do you need me to call guard to open the gate for you?"&lt;br /&gt;Of course she said "Yes" la...&lt;br /&gt;Then I cycle fast to the Westlake guard house to find the guard.&lt;br /&gt;At the time I get to the guard house, the guard was almost leaving~!!&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I still can called the guard before he gone. I told him that someone was locked inside the park.&lt;br /&gt;Then he sound like very unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;"Tadi panggil keluar tak nak, sekarang baru nak keluar..." said the guard.&lt;br /&gt;Then he still follow us to the place that the couple who locked inside out.&lt;br /&gt;When the guard opening the gate, he still saying something like:"Tadi ada panggil keluar kan? Masih ambil camera ambil gambar..."&lt;br /&gt;After the gate was opened the couples thanks us and went.&lt;br /&gt;Then I sent my friend back to her house, and I back to my very own room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end the post, I wanna said that I made a new page~!!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna said it because I knew many people don't know about the pages I made...&lt;br /&gt;All the pages I made is on the bar above the running-coffee-cup.&lt;br /&gt;First page is "About Me", second is "Picture"(still haven't upload any photo yet... I was thinking to collect all the photos I upload to the Friendster and Facebook, then upload all in there, so it take time...) third page is the new page.&lt;br /&gt;The new page is about what I did recently. &lt;br /&gt;All those pages was written in Chinese, I know some of my friends can't read Chinese, so in future I will make it in dual languag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-7965089346448068203?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/7965089346448068203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-added-new-page.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/7965089346448068203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/7965089346448068203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-added-new-page.html' title='I added a new page~!!'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-3958591280749565687</id><published>2010-05-28T22:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:21:58.563+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='公主。心情'/><title type='text'>Sea VS. Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;As you know today is Wesak Day, is a public holiday. So today university is close. That’s means I have whole day to wondering what to do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, I dint really do that whole day. I went for “breakfast” at 10 in the morning with my friends. Why 10 o’clock only went for “breakfast”? Good question. Because that’s one of the benefit of public holiday. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After we done with “breakfast” we find our way to few places. We planed to go to Public Bank and take photo. But we find and find and find, we dint get any thing done… &amp;gt;&amp;lt; Because the photo shop dint open and the Public Bank at old town which will take about 15 minutes for us to walk there. Hey! Is 11 o’clock with bright sun above leh! Want me walk there? No WAY!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then we went to ice house to eat ice~ Wow! It feel so great to eat ice at such a hot day~!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As we eat, we talk about our primary and secondary school’s stories. Both of my friends have a very… hmm… What to say… Challenging! They have a very challenging school life compare with me. Such as this, she(my friend) told us that when she in secondary(or primary? Gosh… I forgot already &amp;gt;&amp;lt;) school, she kena one senior bully just because my friend defeat her in one of the competetion. One day, when she sitting at somewhere with her friends, chatting, then one senior with other 3 people came to her and suddenly said:”Hey, you! Why you said me bodoh?” My freind was like… “What do I did? I just chatting with my friends. Since when I said you bodoh?” Then they start to fight(not using hands, as I know). In the end, all of them end up in counselling room. Under counsellor advice, they apologize to each other and they become quite close friends in coming few years.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My another friend have more challenging(I like using this word to describe her story) story. She told us that when she in primary school, she is the one who been bully, but in secondary school, she bully people pulak~! Her bully case in primary school is worse than the story above. Standard one, my friend try to make friend with one girl(I will use “the girl” from here). The girl said:”Want to be my friend? Can, but you have to give me at least RM100 per week(or month). If not, I don’t want be your friend and call whole class don’t friend with you.” Well, she just 6 years old after all, and she scare. Then my friend did what ever the girl said. That girl use many many of my friend’s money that time. Later, my friend, she keep a beautiful long hair. Then the girl called her to cut it! But my friend refuse to do that. Then here start the nightmare. The girl and her other friends sometimes pulls her hair la, stick paper which wrote something bad on her back la and etc. Yea, I know, it just like movie… Well, finally my friend can’t stand it anymore and complain to her mum. So her mum came to school and settle down this case. But after few days, the girl start the bully-things again. Then my friend really cut her hair… After this, the girl turn to bully other girl(which is my friend also). But now, when my friend meet the girl, she not afraid of her anymore, because my friend is taller and prettier than her! Way to go girl!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then this morning, before I went out for breakfast, I chat with one friend(not the girls I mention above, this one is he). He told me his story. He told me that after STPM, many things happened around him. He break up with his girlfriend(2 years relationship). When that happened to him, he was stunned, sitting at his room like a stone(I never know that he was so royal, maybe is because I used to hears about his story, bad story, in secondary school… &amp;gt;&amp;lt;) Then one day, his brother came in and scold my friend until he cry. That time, he was awaken. All this time, his family was so support him and he very very thankful and he changed(believe me, he changed a lot!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After I heard all this stories, I feel like… My life is so… Blank. If said that their life is sea which sometimes have small waves or maybe tsunami, my life will be lake… A quiet lake, no waves or tsunami. But I appreciate that. I wish that it won’t make me a very weak girl that can’t face any big problem that come to me. Well, my life won’t end like this right? I mean there must be someone will throw a stone into the lake, right? If there really a person, I don’t mind if you throw a big stone in my lake. Because I want take the challenge. I want learn to be strong, not pretending, like now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-3958591280749565687?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/3958591280749565687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/05/sea-vs-lake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/3958591280749565687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/3958591280749565687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/05/sea-vs-lake.html' title='Sea VS. Lake'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-7424096507507618865</id><published>2010-05-27T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:22:11.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='学院。生活'/><title type='text'>End Of The Orientation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;YES~!! Today is the last day of my orientation in UTAR~!! I had attended about 10+ talks in total!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Some of my friends said why am I so stupid attended so many talks because most of them dint attended. There some reason that I’m attended the talks:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I want to collect all the stamp. Collect all the stamps can claim the “Talent Time” ticket and UTAR Soft Skill Development Certificate(USSDC) point. If you collect enough point before you graduate you can get a Soft Skill Certificate which sign by President of UTAR. And I had joint for the certificate. More about USSDC, I just share you next time, because is really long story… &amp;gt;&amp;lt; &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Air condition la! At house so hot, go to the hall got air condition leh~!! So why not? &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Some of the information really useful. &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So attended for so many talks, I think is time to do summary… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;University is different from high school, you want to pass you have to work hard. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;In university there is no teacher, but lectures. So no one will teach you but lecture you. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Always pay attention in class. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Be pro-active, creative and open minded. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Make as much friends as you can, to build up your human networking. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Learn not only things in text books but also outside the classroom as well. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Came to the university, away from family and parents, so have to learn how to independence and take care of yourself. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;We are adults now, so we have to start to be responsible to everything. Freedom comes with responsible. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Always be alert to avoid theft. Do not let the thief take any chance on you. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Be confidence all the time, it also can avoid theft. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Know what are you doing. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Last but not least, Enjoy Your Life In UTAR (many speakers keep mention this point &amp;gt;&amp;lt;) &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S_6AWODtrZI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GRW709iwPuU/s1600-h/Image0627%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="Image0627" border="0" alt="Image0627" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S_6AWie362I/AAAAAAAAAKc/zxV1It1dZTQ/Image0627_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took it when we sitting for last talk.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S_6AXUQy3CI/AAAAAAAAAKg/sc2YPudVWWU/s1600-h/Image0631%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="Image0631" border="0" alt="Image0631" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S_6AYG9HuWI/AAAAAAAAAKk/d6QhASIXevY/Image0631_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like his talk from all the talk i attended. He is Mr. Eddie Chee. He is not one of our lecture, he retire. His talk full of motivation and meaningful.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I would like to said some words to end today’s post…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;h2&gt;University Life Is All About Enjoy And Hard Work~!!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-7424096507507618865?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/7424096507507618865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/05/end-of-orientation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/7424096507507618865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/7424096507507618865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/05/end-of-orientation.html' title='End Of The Orientation!'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S_6AWie362I/AAAAAAAAAKc/zxV1It1dZTQ/s72-c/Image0627_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-6687447252742282457</id><published>2010-05-26T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:22:11.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='学院。生活'/><title type='text'>Just another day in Kampar~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Just came back from pasar malam~ Brought something for tomorrow breakfast and lunch(in case cafeteria are full like today… &amp;gt;&amp;lt;) and something else. Talking about lunch today, the cafeteria was full with new students like me~!! Because I notice that got many people went to university early in the morning. So I bet they dint eat breakfast. Therefore everyone rush to cafeteria for lunch when the master ceremony said:”You can have you break now.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S_0ftpgl9cI/AAAAAAAAAKA/E4o0Oysnw_o/s1600-h/Image0624%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="Image0624" border="0" alt="Image0624" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S_0fufSvNHI/AAAAAAAAAKE/G-E1wdCfQ9c/Image0624_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pasar malam street&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S_0fvdrqcuI/AAAAAAAAAKI/QTrPTtXe3Pg/s1600-h/Image0625%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="Image0625" border="0" alt="Image0625" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S_0fwCwZVwI/AAAAAAAAAKM/tB0QEWm4Fv8/Image0625_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Store that sell accessories&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S_0fxJ5ieBI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/x9I8nLcDb3M/s1600-h/Image0622%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="Image0622" border="0" alt="Image0622" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S_0fxhtnajI/AAAAAAAAAKU/jLZHATe9h4w/Image0622_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Store that sell food(fried rice, fried mee etc)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Before I went to pasar malam, I went for dinner. Well, at that time, I was a super spot light to 2 couples… 1 couple is my third brother and his girlfriend then second couple is my little brother with his girlfriends. Actually I feel very embarrass that time, because I tried to chat with them but seem like no one want to chat with me… Sweat =.= … Plus, I was keep trying to avoid their conversation… So almost the whole time, I was just looked at my rice and eat lonely and silence…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then the orientation programme, all I can said is “Bored~!!”. Whole day just talk and talk and talk… But it is useful and great talk but I still can’t stand of it because there got 6 talks in total… =.= Plus, I dint saw any French today… Sob… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-6687447252742282457?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/6687447252742282457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-another-day-in-kampar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/6687447252742282457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/6687447252742282457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-another-day-in-kampar.html' title='Just another day in Kampar~'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S_0fufSvNHI/AAAAAAAAAKE/G-E1wdCfQ9c/s72-c/Image0624_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-6214954694968585290</id><published>2010-05-25T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:22:11.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='学院。生活'/><title type='text'>I’m a student of UTAR~!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Wow~!! I can’t believe that, so fast, now I’m a student of University~!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It happened so fast,fast enough for me to think that I’m dreaming. When I open my eyes, everything will gone.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, I arrive Kampar on Sunday with my family. Then we went to check in. The Danish’s House Office like HOT PAN~!! SO HOT!!! One of the reason why so hot is there was full of people who want to check in and rent the room. I never thought it can be so crowned… &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There’s something that I’m luckier than other people is I have 2 of my brothers(my third brother and my little brother) with me at here. Plus my third brother had study at here 3 years, so he can bring us all around to know about this place.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then I have a lot of friends here, such as my classmate Chong Lee and Chin Ne, Garret(some pretty sure that he was here but no one saw him at all…)and schoolmate Teik Yean, Felicia, Kia Kuang(I haven’t meet him yet but I know he was here…) and Yew Zheng(I also know that he was here but I dint meet him…)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I brought my own bike just now. It cost me RM 220(include the lock and the back seat) &amp;gt;&amp;lt; It is expensive. Back in Taiping, RM 170 around can buy a very nice bike… Anyway, this bike will have to fetch me 4 years at here. Some of my friends dint buy the bike, because they all have their car(other friends’ car). I buy the bike because driving a car at here also very “ma fan”. Firstly you have to think about the parking problem. Second, the car sticker(RM 100 per car) is so hard to get it. Here have UTAR bus, but the bus ticket is RM 0.70 1 time you sit on it. Which mean 1 day RM 1.40 1 round. Then your time will become not flexible. So I and my brother decide to buy a bike.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This morning, I went to register at UTAR. On the way home, I saw French~!! Around 8 of them, they are soooooo… handsome~!!! ops… Excuse me, I’m slaver… &amp;gt;&amp;lt; I saw them walked out from Beiji(not China, Beiji la… Is the area of student hostel. Beiji is the most expensive and beautiful area of our hostel~!) to the bus stop. So I was thinking they maybe went to register as well. Then that’s mean they all studying foundation also, so… We could be classmate~!! Wow… Sorry, I slaver again… &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-6214954694968585290?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/6214954694968585290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-student-of-utar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/6214954694968585290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/6214954694968585290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-student-of-utar.html' title='I’m a student of UTAR~!!'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-782822188652084759</id><published>2010-04-29T16:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:40:50.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='影片。分享'/><title type='text'>《初恋红豆冰》之我见</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lifetv.com.my/files/preview/450x350.2010.03.23.POSTER_ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 350px;" src="http://www.lifetv.com.my/files/preview/450x350.2010.03.23.POSTER_ok.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;《初恋红豆冰》你看了吗？&lt;div&gt;我跟你说，我看了两次咧！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;真的非常好看！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;看过的，就边看我的部落边回想一下，慢慢的分析这部电影。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;没看过的，就先看看我对这部电影的分析，当你去看电影的时候就知道要把重点放在哪里，观察一下。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我真的推荐大家，尤其是马来西亚人，一定要去看！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;应该不用我多说，相信大家都知道了这是一部全马来西亚制作的电影，说的都是我们马来西亚人的故事。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;导演就是陈庆祥，也是大家俗称的阿牛啦。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;演员全部加起来大概有30人左右。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;其中包括了很多出名的马来西亚艺人。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;例如，阿牛陈庆祥，李心洁，黄品冠，梁静茹，曹格，巫启贤，张栋梁和戴佩妮等等。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;除了李心洁，大部分的演员都没有上过大荧幕。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;也可以说这是马来西亚艺人的电影处女作。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这部戏的剧本，牛导可是花了7年的时间才完成的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;关于幕后的细节，我也只懂这么多。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;接下来呢，我们就看看戏里面的细节吧！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;整部电影，有几个地方让我觉得最能表现我们马来西亚的生活。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;第一，咖啡杯。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            当我看到那咖啡杯的时候，我第一个想到的是：“以前全马来西亚的Kopi Tiam的咖啡杯都是这个吗？为什么？” 也许你之前没发现到，但经我这么一提，是不是也认同我了呢？ 哈哈...我问过我爸爸了，他说，以前马来西亚的Kopi Tiam真的都用那个杯子哦！原因是跟风。还有一件事真的是以前在Kopi Tiam看得到的情景，那就是老人家会把咖啡倒在用来垫在咖啡杯下的小盘子再喝。原因是因为要让咖啡快些凉。这种事也只有马来西亚有吧。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;第二，角色的名字&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            Botak，打架鱼，Barly冰，买万字的...我记得，小时候每次我弟弟一剪完头发回来，我一定一定都会笑我弟弟Botak！真的！就好像电影里面打架鱼笑Botak那样。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;打架鱼，我家以前有一阵时候很夯打架鱼。也是想电影里面一样，就是把一只只打架鱼养在玻璃瓶里，可是我们从没让它们打架过。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;第三，卖面包的印度人&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            这印度人在电影里出现大概有三次吧。三次都能让大家开怀大笑（尤其是和肥妹的对话）。而每次出现，他都是骑着他卖面包的摩托车，嘴里念着“马来西亚话”。他说的“马来西亚话”，真的很“马来西亚”。例如他第三次出现的时候，在十字路口，他骂了一句：“Lu awak punya ke?” 对了，刚刚想起，他不止出现过三次，应该是四次。最后一次，他没有说话也没有人笑。为什么？你问我为什么？如果你敢这么问，想必你是还没看过吧？那你还等什么？快快去看啦！不过在那之前先看完我的部落各...&gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;第四，房间里的壁虎声&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            哈哈...这是很多人都没有察觉到的小细节。壁虎声出现在Botak帮打架鱼修东西的时候。这细节可是在别的戏听不到的！在那之后，再来的也是在别的戏听不到的声音。每天早上，我都靠它起身。猜到了吗？对，就是回教堂的声音！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;嘿嘿...我想分享的就这些啦！看过的你是不是有认同我呢？没有？还是你有要补充的？那，我都欢迎你留下你的意见~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-782822188652084759?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/782822188652084759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/782822188652084759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kG3dtKZzUek"&gt;"我想更懂你"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;和苏芮这位女歌手。&lt;br /&gt;这首歌收录在潘玮珀2006年6月23号《反转地球》的专辑里。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;里头的女声是苏芮（rui），是一位80年代的著名女歌手。&lt;br /&gt;现在的年轻人也许完全不知道她的存在，可是你们一定都听过她歌。&lt;br /&gt;她著名的歌有“一样的月光”、“是否”、“酒干倘卖无”、“奉献”还有很多很多。&lt;br /&gt;我相信年轻人看到我写的这些歌单八九不离十会这么想...&lt;br /&gt;“一样的月光，这不是张惠妹的歌吗？”&lt;br /&gt;“是否，是萧敬腾唱的吧？”&lt;br /&gt;“哦~！！原来酒干倘卖无唱的人是她！”&lt;br /&gt;“奉献是她唱的吗？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许有人会觉得，我要谈的是潘玮珀的专辑里面的歌，可是我想分享的却是苏芮这位上个年代女歌手，好象很奇怪。&lt;br /&gt;我会这么做的原因是因为这首歌让我想到是苏芮更胜于潘玮珀。因为她那伟大母爱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在一次爱FM，灿烂银河节目听到了关于苏芮的特辑。&lt;br /&gt;关于她几时出道或一些有关她的歌唱生涯，我也不是很记得了。&lt;br /&gt;不过，有一点，我不会忘记。那就是她和她儿子的那一段感情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然她接过两次婚，也离过两次婚。可是她是一位非常尽责的母亲。&lt;br /&gt;她可以为了她的儿子，怕他会因为自己的婚姻影响了他，苏芮选择放弃了她好不容易打拼出来的歌唱事业，来陪伴他的儿子。&lt;br /&gt;这对艺人来说是一件很痛苦的事，尤其是在她已经红到了香港、新加坡和中国内地的时候选择离开。她甚至成为了在香港红磡开唱的第一位台湾歌手。&lt;br /&gt;可见她是多么疼爱她的儿子。&lt;br /&gt;她也从来不反对她的儿子去找他爸爸，因为这是她不能给的，所以她也不反对。&lt;br /&gt;给其他人，也不一定做得到这一点。&lt;br /&gt;庆幸的是，她的儿子也非常的懂事。&lt;br /&gt;从小就非常的听话，长大了还会上网浏览有关苏芮的网址和新闻。&lt;br /&gt;近期，他还鼓励苏芮说，他已经长大了，也可以自己照顾自己了，而苏芮可以做她喜欢的事了（像是出唱片）。&lt;br /&gt;接着，电台就播放这首歌“我想更懂你”。&lt;br /&gt;在听过苏芮的经历过后，这首歌变得更感动。&lt;br /&gt;因为她唱的每一字每一句，都像是在唱给她亲爱的儿子。更像是世界上每个父母唱给所有的孩子们。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;双情节要到了，希望朋友们能有个温馨快乐的双亲节。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-7270812367015612927?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/7270812367015612927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/7270812367015612927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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This show that I'm not a very good blogger...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I hope you guys give another chance to amaze you guys with my new adventure~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;~* Ching Ming *~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, my adventure started at the day 28/03/2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That day, my family having Ching Ming Festival.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had it 2 weeks earlier because we tried to avoid the crowd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking about Ching Ming, I think some of my friends were wondering, how was my Ching Ming Festival?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wonder no more, cause I going to tell you about my Ching Ming from A to Z~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;~* Morning *~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That day, I wake up around... 5.30 a.m., I think... I can't remember well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year have a bit special than other passed years, that is, my father and my eldest brother were not went to Bidor with us(my mother, 3 brothers and me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we planed to use 1 car will do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking about transport, we facing some problem as well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and my little brother were started our 12 days trip straight after Ching Ming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my second brother wanted to go back to KL, and my third brother were back to Kampar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, my mother need to come back to Taiping after Ching Ming...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we only have 1 car with 4 different direction and 4 people's luggages~!! That's was the most challenging part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I want to talk about going to Bidor, so I keep that "transport problem" for last...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;~* Unexpected Meet *~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we installed all of our luggages and the thing for Ching Ming into small tiny Sayvi, we on the way to Bidor. Honestly, I was pretty pity the car...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After 15 minutes, we were out from Plus Toll, and we stopped at first rest stop in our sight to go for toilet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my way to toilet, I saw 2 pretty girls walking to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first, I was thinking:"wow, they look really like Aggie(I mean my classmate, Agnes)!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I saw someone else be hide them walking slowly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was her~!! Agnes~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No wonder the other 2 girls look like her... because they are her sisters~!!" I think to myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But she din't notice me, I was looking straight at her... Staring...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally when she was about 5 steps aways from me, I take my hand and waving in front her, then only she notice is me~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then her sisters and I were laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We din't get to talk... because that time I was desperately need to go to toilet. &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;P.S. If you read this, do you mind tell me why are you there that time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;~* Get Block *~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a break, we back to the car and ready to get on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brother started the car, and drive on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a few meter we drive out, a malay guy came out from the side and block us~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was shocked and scare... Really... You know, the news paper always have this type of news...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like block you in the middle of road then fight with you and robbery... So I was scare I will be the head line of news paper the next day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;~* Accident *~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; stop the car, because he standing in front of the car~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he walk to the side to asked my brother to roll down the window in order to speak with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my brother&lt;i&gt; did &lt;/i&gt;rolled down the window, and speak with him~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, for me, I will drive away as soon as that guy had move to the side... I will &lt;i&gt;never &lt;/i&gt;to let him have the chance to speak to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the story, the malay said that he had an accident just few minutes ago with his friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His pointed to his right and we saw a motorbike fall at there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the longkang beside the road, there was a man lie down inside there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The man who lie inside the longkang, looked like really injured.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I looked back to the guy who blocked us just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is bleeding as well, and his blood was drop on the car~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Tolong la, bang..." said the malay guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;~* Phone Call *~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I tolong u call Plus la..." Said my second brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he make the phone call and tell the reception our location.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While my brother making call, I saw the malay guy took out his own &lt;i&gt;HAND PHONE&lt;/i&gt;~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, you have your own hand phone, why not you make the phone call &lt;i&gt;YOURSELF&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the same time, the guy lie in the longkang said something(I can't hear it), then he &lt;i&gt;MOVED&lt;/i&gt;~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, his motion not very big, but he looked just fine except bleeding...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They two are man, if they are girls I still can understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But they are mans with hand phone still working, at least he know the emergency call right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't they think how to help them self?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;~* Continue *~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After my brother make the phone call, we drive away ASAP even he still try to stop us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the car, my mum told me, if I'm at airport and big city, don't help anyone and don't give any chance to let stranger to talk to you or even get near me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haih... Look at the world now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of you may read until here and think, how can I be so cold blooded?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not me who want to be so cold blooded k?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is the reality, the life, the social, made me~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want my family safe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;~* Bidor *~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After around 1 hour, we had arrived. Bidor, place my grandfather live when he still alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of my relative(my father's side), will gathering at breakfast restaurant to have breakfast before we move to the grave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This like a traditional to my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every year we gather at the same place to wait for others to arrived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;~* Grave Yard *~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around 8.00 a.m., we moved to  my grandparents' grave yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As traditional, when we arrived to the grave yard, boys will started to work~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What work? Cleaning work~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S8MdgWvpyBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/hLZECgAgPQo/s320/Image0417.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459239615001643026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then what girls doing? Find a Chatting~!! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we moved to other place, my grandmother's mother gua... gosh, i forgot ad... &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S8MelqIXXaI/AAAAAAAAAHs/HpxDgQJAIBU/s320/Image0437.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459240805616541090" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The paper LV bag was for my grandmother~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;There still have something very traditional for my family during Ching Ming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;That is cold drinks~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S8MfjLVE4ZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/1EduQuwkWRI/s320/Image0439.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459241862500245906" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My uncle(my dad's second eldest brother) will prepaid the cold drink every year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And every time when we moved to second grave yard, the cold drinks will be serve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A..nd every time when the cold drinks are here, everyone was crazy~!! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Few years ago, there was a guy selling ice cream at there during Ching Ming, but now these years din't see that guy already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If not, everyone will order 1 ice cream, there was around 30+ people. &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;~* Lunch *~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As traditional, after Ching Ming, we will go to a restaurant to have lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to same restaurant every time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this year, that restaurant din't open, then we went to another restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other restaurant still not open...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last we go to a restaurant near the place we have breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;~* My Trip *~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the lunch, is time to start my trip~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will go to Ipoh, my uncle's(sixth uncle) house to stay 1 night then take bus to Teluk Intan the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now back to the Transport problem I mention at the beginning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I and my third brother and little brother follow my cousin's car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We moved from Bidor go to Kampar to drop my third brothe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then go to Ipoh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About my mother, she follow my second brother went to KL to meet my father over there and follow my dad's car back to taiping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Problem solve~! &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/7868865209604625303-3243631229752443144?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/3243631229752443144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/04/ching-ming-festival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/3243631229752443144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/3243631229752443144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/04/ching-ming-festival.html' title='Ching Ming Festival'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S8MdgWvpyBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/hLZECgAgPQo/s72-c/Image0417.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-8306665936268781947</id><published>2010-03-09T11:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T14:10:24.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='公主。心情'/><title type='text'>University</title><content type='html'>This few days very less online for blogging...&lt;div&gt;For me, to write a blog post, I need about 1 to 2 hours to finished it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I want my post are detail and clearly state about my story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This few days were busy about university application things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Applying university and doing some research about some university and the course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, I din't have much time to blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides that, I not blogging recently because my dad needed the USB modem for his research.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad now very into his writing, he going to publish some books lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So every night my dad will use USB modem so I can't online...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking about university, I really did some research.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had went to Study Link with my friends to looked for help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Study Link had introduce me to Curtin Sarawak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That university really nice~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They got many student service like transport and villa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That university are very beautiful as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I won't apply there... Because my parents are not very happy when I told them about this university.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first, before I get my result, I wish that I can get University of Science Malaysia(USM).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But... After I get my result... I gave up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I apply for other public university except USM, such as UUM,  UM, UTM, and etc..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, I don't think I can get any of university that I want...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never try, never know, right? So I still apply for many famous university.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also apply for private university as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, actually it is half private, UTAR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That university is the only university that my parents keep encourage me to apply.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because my brother are there, and it is near to Taiping and it is cheaper than any private university.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, I also got think that to further my study there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends know that I been talking about to go study at there before we having STPM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now... I not so... Want to be there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asking me why? Actually I also don't know why I suddenly think like that... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it is because I think that everything had set. I mean, everyone(my family and friends) think that I sure going there and this make me feel like I just follow their thinking, not mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I keep searching for other university.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At last... After few days of thinking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe UTAR is not a bad choice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly, many friends of mine are there as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brother is there with me then he can help me out when emergency.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then live at there wont cost a lot of money compare with KL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least, it is near with Taiping, so maybe my parents can check me out any time,I not very wish that they will go that... But thinking that after I gone, my house just leave my parents alone... I quite worry... So Kampar is near Taiping, if there something that needed us to be there, me and my brother  can be there as soon as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, I just send out my application form for UTAR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It can't believe that, I going to university soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm almost 20 now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I still feel like I just a little kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I refuse to grow up, but now... I have no choice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-8306665936268781947?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/8306665936268781947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/03/university.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/8306665936268781947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/8306665936268781947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/03/university.html' title='University'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-6698285328685956989</id><published>2010-02-20T10:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:22:51.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='公主。过节'/><title type='text'>My Chinese New Year Story (Part 4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here comes the part 4 of my CNY story~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part 4 is about where I go on fourth of CNY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This will not be longer that the other parts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, enough of talking, here is my story....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17/2/2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Port&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; That day, I don't know why are we going to Pasir Hitam(大直弄). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;So I just grab on my jeans and T-shirt plus slipper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;When we reached to the port, I saw people around me, who will follow to Pasir Hitam as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;Wow... they wear so formal... Then my dad told me we going to a jamuan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;I was thinking to myself, how embarrassing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;* First time on boat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I think that time probably was my first time on boat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;So I was so exciting~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;I scare that my handphone will drop into water(don't said that it won't happened. It maybe won't happened on you, but I sure it will happened on ME!), so I called my brother to take lots of pictures then send it to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;Let's talk about how the boat look like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;It don't have roof, we all sat at the "ground"(wood, more likely...), which we step on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;That time, the sun was bright and shine~ But we still can saw that far there is cloud was so dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;* Here we go~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The boat's engine was started. I was so excited to look around like I will never see them before~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;I think we were on the sea, cause the water was salty. But it look like a river for me... Because there were many islands and we travel between the island.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;We were surrounded by mangrove(if i'm not wrong about it, I just guess it... XD ).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;* Changing boat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The boat which I and my brothers and my mom sat(my dad went with other better boat, which with roof) din't really go fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;I thought it was like that at first. Then it suddenly stopped. The other boat came from behind and stopped beside us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Later the boat owner call some of the passengers to moved to the other boat. Then I know we were over passengers. No wonder the boat was so slow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;My mom wanted to change the boat, but me and my brothers wanted to stay, so my mom stayed at the boat with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;When we on the way back to Taiping, my dad told me that luckily we din't change the boat because that boat nearly SINK~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;He said his friends who on the boat told him that the boat full with water during the rain~!! So geli... Scare scare...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;* Rain is coming~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After changing boat, we continue our journey to Pasir Hitam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Remember that I said it looked like its gonna rain far away when I was in port?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;It really raining over there~!! And we have to passed through there~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;When we came to the region which was rain, the boat owner gave us a... hmm... what we called that... the blue and orange in color big plastic to cover lorries...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;So we all used that to "make" it as a roof and we sat under it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Well, not everyone was inside the "roof". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Like my eldest brother and second brother, who were no place to hide but sat out there let the rain fall on them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S4I_o_keDaI/AAAAAAAAAHM/oiUpThc8r5M/s320/Image0355.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440981273308695970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The one who holding news paper was my second brother, beside him was my eldest brother~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;* Pasir Hitam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After some time(I think about 10 - 20 minutes) the rain was gone, and we were arrived to our destination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;I was wet on my right hand site of my body but dry on the other side. My eldest brother and second brother wet from top to bottom(Duh~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Then we walk a few distance, we saw a chinese temple, with big hall in front of it. And inside the hall, full of tables and chairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;There were the place which we will have our jamuan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S4I_pWlSVFI/AAAAAAAAAHU/TnDFOlI1-7I/s320/Image0356.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440981279486137426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Chinese Temple entrance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Before the dine, me and my brothers went outside for "photosynthesis", I mean dry ourself... because the sun was bright and shine again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;That jamuan was held my the temple organization for thanks MCA to appropriation to their temple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;* YB Dato' Sri Nizar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Suddenly, Dato' Sri Nizar arrived there without any inform. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;He went the the stage and gave speech(sorry, I can't summarize what he had said cause i was so busy eating...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;After speech, he and his followers sat down a while and went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;* Auction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After all the speech have done, the next event was auction. The items for auction which you can buy it from pasar malam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Such as Chinese New Year decorations and rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;A bag of rice, they called until RM 1500+ !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;* Leaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After we finished the first dish, we were leaving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;A group of people, who I follow them to here, went to the port and get into a boat and leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;At first, our boat was not leaving because their boss din't give any orders, but the boss was drunk at the jamuan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;So we only can wait... wait... and wait...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Then Dato' Sri Nizar appear again. I thought he leave earlier than us. Looked like he was a walk around the island.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;That time, at the port, there was 3 boats were tight together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Dato' Sri Nizar's boat was at the outward. So he have to climb on the boat which I sitting to manage to get into his boat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;So I took the opportunity, took a photo of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S4I_piq0YDI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RWo9ixxXP4g/s320/Image0374.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440981282730565682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;The one with yellow shirt is YB Dato' Sri Nizar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;* No more rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After few minutes, the boat's engine was started and we leaving~ Luckily there was no rain on the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;OK~ Here are all my stories of CNY~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;After 17/2/2010, no more special stories to tell... Just work and work and work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;So how was my CNY story? Pls pls pls pls give some comment... I need it so much... 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At that time, I started feel my body temperature were raising and I extremely thirsty(I din't drink because in my uncle's house only got soft drinks). But I din't take it seriously. When I back at home(2.00 a.m.), I was so tired and I went to sleep directly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Sickness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;3.30 a.m., I was awaken. Not because noise nor cold, but hot. My body extremely hot, hotter than before. I tried to get out from bed, I found out that I had no energy to do that. My head spinning very fast and pain. From all these sickness, I know, pretty clear, I'm sick. Fever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Fever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I never sick so seriously like this time before. But told myself, I have to get up, I have to go down and get some drink into my room and switch off the fans and let my door wide open in case my parents can help me when I can't help myself. So I force myself to move my body to kitchen and grab my bottle fill in water and switch off the fans. After few minutes, everything done. I lie down on my bed, cover my body with blanket to let myself sweat. Then I fall asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Vomit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;6.00 a.m., I awake again. My head still spinning and pain, but not as hot as just now. I can't stand it anymore. So I went to my parents room to search for help. My mum told me where Panadol is and I went to get in and sallowed it. This is very bad move... I totally forgot that Panadol I can't eat when my stomach was empty.  What happened? I vomited. 30 minutes later, everything I had eat had came out again, from my mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Getting better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After I vomit, I feel so much better, I went back to my bed and continue sleeping. Around 8.00 a.m., my mum knocked my door and wake me up in hurry, because we were quite late for Jamuan Tahun Baru Cina at Lumut. That jamuan organizer YB Dato' Seri Kang Chu Ha(拿督斯里江作汉) invited my parents to that jamuan. But we have to go to Pantai Remis to visit my grandmom. So we planed to go Lumut in the morning, then visit my grandmom on the way home. By the way, my body is getting better that time. We take maybe 1 hour or more to shower(but I din't because I fever...) then we leave to Lumut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Vomit again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;When we on our way to Lumut, I can't feel hot anymore(thanks to Panadol) but I feel something wrong with my stomach(thanks to Panandol as well...). Suddenly, I feel something that gonna come out from my mouth. I din't vomit at first, I try to hold it back. But it din't feel good to do so. So I keep taking deep breath in the car. But I can't hold it too long. At last, I reach my hand out to take plastic bag in fornt door of the car, which I put it there yesterday. My secound brother notice that. He thought that I was carsick(I always carsick when I was little). So he called my third brother, who was driving, to stop at a restaurant beside the road. He get down from the car and buy tissue and mineral water for me even I din't ask him to do it. I was shock and feel so... hmm... supprise. Then, finally, I vomit again in the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Jamuan Tahun Baru Cina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After 2 hours, we finally reached there~!!! There was a... kinda a resort or something... Just beside the sea. It not yet complete, but it quite beautiful. When we reach there, the dinning was started. Every tables almost full! But my dad's friends manage to found a place for 7 of us. Sat and looked at the table, the food was almost finish as well. Hmm... I think that's all I can tell about this jamuan. There are nothing special... So, proceed~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Again... Vomit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After Lumut trip(if it was a trip), we followed the way back to Pantai Remis. Like just now I told, I feel so unwell, but I din't said it. Like just now as well, I keep deep breath and my second brother notice it. The only plastic bag in the car, which that I had "used", I throw it when we at Lumut. So my second brother order my third brother, the driver(he always be the driver... XD), to stop the car beside the road. But this time, I'm the only one get down the car and squat down. Then "Aw....", vomit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Grandmother's house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ok, my grandmom's house at Pantai Remis. First when we get there, it seem so... Empty... I mean the house... My mom have 8 sisters and brothers, but that day it only got about 20 people in the house. Well, I still get my Ang Pao~ Just not as much as last year... Anyway, I take medicine that my mom can found. I hate that medicine... Cause it have ginger in side(just for your information, ginger not only can expel cold, it also can prevent vomit) and it was so bitter(it was in powder form). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Sleep a lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My grandpap, was a fisherman(when he was alive). So the house just beside the sea. When you walk through back yard, open a wooden door, you can jump down and swim(but I din't do so not only because I can't swim but also dirty...). When my grandpap was alive, back there had a big fishing net that we use to hang up there when I was little. But now... The net was gone... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S34lrD9hEGI/AAAAAAAAAG8/vsgpL27YBaA/s320/Image0349.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439826821638066274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there is nothing we can do but sit down watch TV or sleep. I choose the second option.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* BBQ time~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;At 5.00 p.m., my mom and aunt set up a BBQ place. What we grill? This is it~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S34lqTn3NKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/QLiHR29P19Y/s320/Image0346.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439826808662340770" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a sea food. I don't know what it called in English, in Hokkian it sound like "Cai Luan". I got prepaid it in my BBQ party last month. It taste so sweet and delicious~ Before we started, my big brother had bring his girlfriend to join us~ I think she quite enjoy our BBQ. The time pass, sky are darker and darker. Mosquitoes were came out for "dinner". I can't stand on them so I and my big brother's girlfriend ran inside to escape from being victims of mosquitoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S34lsILIIaI/AAAAAAAAAHE/euuaw0583XE/s320/Image0352.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439826839948763554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Home sweet home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Our BBQ end about dinner time(9.00 p.m.).  Then we take our dinner. Later we when back home. My second brother scare that I will vomit again so he call me to sit Benz because Benz are stable then Proton. By the way, we drive 2 cars that day. Cause you can't expect 7 people to sit in 1 car... So my parents and my big brother took Benz, then my second, third, little brother and I took Proton. After we reach home, my second brother went out to meet their friends. So others stay at home watch TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Black Out~!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;About 12.00 a.m., me and my family sitting at living room watching movie, "Just Follow The Law". Suddenly, TV went black, light go off. Black Out~!!! We walk outside and looked, most of the street got electric just few were black out. We can't do anything, but go sleep. My mom light a candle and lead the way to bedroom. I was so scared... Scared of dark.... I lie on my bed, holding my hand phone, try to make it light on all the time... The room was so dark... Then my mom gave me a candle lamp to put in my room so that I won't so scare... But its not enough for me... Luckily, the electric were back no long... If not, I think I won't close my eyes and sleep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok~ That's my second day of CNY~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You think it is finished?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still got a CNY story, fourth day of CNY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Pasir Hitam~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a interesting story too~ I try to post it as fast as possible~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't miss it~!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-2858352188360502823?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/2858352188360502823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-chinese-new-year-story-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/2858352188360502823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/2858352188360502823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-chinese-new-year-story-part-3.html' title='My Chinese New Year Story (Part 3)'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S34lrD9hEGI/AAAAAAAAAG8/vsgpL27YBaA/s72-c/Image0349.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-7692942244158529031</id><published>2010-02-17T20:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:22:51.787+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='公主。过节'/><title type='text'>My Chinese New Year Story (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Now I wanna share about my fist day of CNY story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;My story haven't finish yet~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Part 3 will post tomorrow~ ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;14/2/2010*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Morning I slept until every late Last night(13/2/2010), when I get the news that I have to slept at living room of my uncle's house, I told Winky:"Hey, let's not sleep tonight, watch movie all night~!!" I said that because that night was super HOT~!!! Plus, fans and air conditional are OUT OF ORDER, because BLACK OUT~!!! So no mood to sleep. We watched movie until late night only feel too sleepy then sleep. So next day(14/2/2010) we wake up about 8.00 a.m. go back to Winky's room continue sleeping until breakfast are ready my uncle came to call us wake up. When we go down, my aunt told me that actually last night din't black out very long, later the electric are back again but we din't switch on fans... swt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;* Show house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After we take our breakfast, we all move to show house near by. That maybe our new gather place for 2012. That house was huge~!! Not only the rooms are huge, the toilet of master room is fourfold larger(maybe larger~!!) than usual toilet for house use. The first reaction of everyone when they saw that toilet were:"WOW~!!!" I'm not joking, really~!!! I din't take photo to show you but I din't lie~!! Don't know how large it is? I tell you, 10 people go inside still got place for another 10 person~!! The half of the roof made up with glass, the sunlight will pass through the glass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;* Time for Ang Pao~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Since all my relatives are gather in one place, so it more easier to collect all Ang Pao from all relatives. Here is some photos when we taking Ang Pao. All my uncles and aunties(who will be giving Ang Pao) sit in line then we line up according to our age, from young to old. Who marry? Of cause sitting there la~ Don't know is it same with your family.Since all my relatives are gather in one place, so it more easier to collect all Ang Pao from all relatives. Here is some photos when we taking Ang Pao. All my uncles and aunties(who will be giving Ang Pao) sit in line then we line up according to our age, from young to old. Who marry? Of cause sitting there la~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S3v3zcAviqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/m4cdxaNdzCg/s320/Image0313.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439213438044703394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;* First time playing "Guitar Hero"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"Guitar Hero" is a game that using artificial guitar and drum set to play. It look like O2 jam but you din't use keyboard nor controller to play. It works with Wii, so no wires. It was so much fun~!! It maximum can 4 players to play, 1 playing guitar, drum, vocal and bass(I think) at the same time. Yes, like a real band~!! But we only have guitar and drum set only, microphone for vocal part were broken. But we still having a lot of fun~!! Later, I let my little cousins to play. I heard that they keep playing Micheal Jackson's Beat It about more than 10 times... -_-|||&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S3v85Qo95NI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Q5CHALgbCPE/s320/19935_1340104473401_1554854404_30860553_7084262_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439219035629544658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Photo section&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After playing "Guitar Hero"(around 3.00 p.m.), I went to slept again. I slept until dinner time(8.00 p.m.), my uncle came and called me(again... XD). After dinner, we take photos~!! Here I only show some, rest I will post to my facebook profile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S3v85PMLTHI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Fy8iOqhAs-U/s320/19935_1340104953413_1554854404_30860565_205988_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439219035240352882" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Super taste CNY special&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After we finish with "posing and modeling", we all sit at living room watched TV show "Super Taste CNY Special" on astro channe; 317. That show is about traveling and food. For CNY special, they introduce about Malaysia~ They shop at grocery, then suddenly they point at "黑王"(my uncle own that company) White Coffee~!! We all shout so loud when we saw that scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* "开斎" - Finish of vegetarian period&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Every year, at 12.00 a.m. we will eat spicy soup. I really don't know what it call in English... It taste spicy and a bit sour. Fist day of CNY, we all are vegetarian, so after 12.00 a.m. we all free from that and eat that soup(that soup got lots of meat).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S3v6IjB_EiI/AAAAAAAAAGc/UETrV9mGVec/s1600-h/Image0345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S3v6IjB_EiI/AAAAAAAAAGc/UETrV9mGVec/s320/Image0345.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439215999729472034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-7692942244158529031?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/7692942244158529031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-chinese-new-year-story-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/7692942244158529031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/7692942244158529031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-chinese-new-year-story-part-2.html' title='My Chinese New Year Story (Part 2)'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S3v3zcAviqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/m4cdxaNdzCg/s72-c/Image0313.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-3634976785905308200</id><published>2010-02-17T19:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:23:06.546+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='公主。过节'/><title type='text'>My Chinese New Year Story (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Wow~ Long time din't bloging already~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, this time I wanna share with you all about my Chinese New Year~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11/2/2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* My little brother came back from PLKN camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He din't said that he came back by van, so me n my parents thought he came back by bus. When van arrive, all the passengers unloaded from the van, we saw that all very black, like malay, so we thought that van not my brother's... Then suddenly, I saw my guitar(I pretty sure that was my guitar, because I so miss it...) in the van, so I went down and take a look. My brother really was 1 of the "malay"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* My second and third brother came back after lunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;At lunch time, my big brother called my second brother wanna ask where there were. While my brother on the phone, i heard that my second brother's car engine over hit, because the water tank out of water, that time and stop at the tunnel exit on the way back from Ipoh To Taiping. At last, my second brother use mountain spring water to fill the water tank...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* 1 big family went to watch movie at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;we went to watch 72 tenant. That movie was NICE and FUNNY~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13/2/2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* We having a small reunion lunch before we going back to Ipoh for big reunion dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S3vW1_TZRbI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZcBGHqpJ41w/s1600-h/DSC00489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S3vW1_TZRbI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZcBGHqpJ41w/s320/DSC00489.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439177197994198450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This lunch have chicken, soup, shandy, shrimps, pork, ulam(my favorite~!!), and abalone~!!! My big brother's girlfriend(don't know when I can call sister-in-law) join us in this lunch~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* At night, my family and I went back to Ipoh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In my family, all of my relative must go to Ipoh during eve and first day of CNY, for father side. Mother side, second day of CNY. That's mean I went to Ipoh for father-side-reunion-dinner on that day. My family is quite a big family. 7 uncles and 8 aunties and more than 20 people of cousins... 4 tables always not enough for all of us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* Sleeping time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I over night at Ipoh my uncle's house. Usually, I will sleep with my cousin, Winky, in her room. But this year, my aunt have used her bedroom. So me and Winky slept at living room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-3634976785905308200?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/3634976785905308200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-chinese-new-year-story-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/3634976785905308200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/3634976785905308200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-chinese-new-year-story-part-1.html' title='My Chinese New Year Story (Part 1)'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/S3vW1_TZRbI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZcBGHqpJ41w/s72-c/DSC00489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-313125625664454100</id><published>2010-01-28T22:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T14:08:47.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='文字。创作'/><title type='text'>恶魔的眼泪 The First Drop Of Tear Of Devil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is my every first poem I ever write~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It also can be a lyrics, but i dint write a melody for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This poem talking about a devil who live in the bottom of the world,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look at what human done to the earth and themselves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, the devil  drop his first drop of tear because he feel so pity for earth and human.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;站在世界的最低部&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;抬起头  看到的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;尽是狡猾奸诈的人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;和一栋比一栋还要高的建筑物&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;为了胜利  为了荣誉  为了钱财&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;人们不惜伤害他人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;贿赂  欺骗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;有的还不惜出卖良心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;一栋比一栋的建筑物&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;接二连三的出现&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;毁了上天所赐的大自然&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;一步一步地把地球逼向思路&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;这一切的一切&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;为的就是碧天还要高的地位&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;比神明还要好的生活&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;和向宇宙一样无限的荣誉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;愚蠢的人类&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;在他们伤害地球的同时&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;也伤害了自己&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;愚蠢的人类  可怜的地球&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;站在世界最低不得恶魔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;世界上最邪恶的恶魔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;为了可怜的地球&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;留下第一地的眼泪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-313125625664454100?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/313125625664454100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-3944308901342408653</id><published>2010-01-21T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T14:08:47.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='文字。创作'/><title type='text'>城堡里的公主</title><content type='html'>城堡里的公主&lt;div&gt;望着城堡里一层又一层的围墙&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;看似用来预防外人侵袭的围墙&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;可是&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在公主的眼里&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;围墙更像是把人关起来的围墙&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;城堡里的公主&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;看着在窗外自由飞翔的鸟儿们&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;好像鸟儿们是为了自由而生的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;可是&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在公主眼里&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;鸟儿们却像为了讽刺她而生的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;城堡里的公主&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;瞄着在街上一起玩耍的孩子们&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;仿佛全世界的快乐都给了他们&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;可是&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在公主的眼里&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;他们像是偷了她的快乐的小偷&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;城堡里的公主&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;瞪着正在工作的国王还有王后&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;像是忘了自己已经拥有了很多&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;可是&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在公主的眼里&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;他们更像是忘了这位可怜公主&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/7868865209604625303-3944308901342408653?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/3944308901342408653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/3944308901342408653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/3944308901342408653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='城堡里的公主'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-5843657109310642505</id><published>2010-01-07T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T14:11:58.767+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='公主。心情'/><title type='text'>My Prince</title><content type='html'>Today, at dinner time.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't know why suddenly my parents talking about my future-husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They said they don't want me to be my husband's house after my marriage cause they will miss me. Then they said my husband must come to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;MY house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Which means &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;I MARRY HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt; not I marry TO him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like it, or you can said that I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this suggestion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This make me feel like the boy have nothing but dependence to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like the boy depend on girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, I feel like boys must have their &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;own job &lt;/span&gt;and a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;stable income&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boys must always think to reach a higher target.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this kind of boys will attract me most. &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/7868865209604625303-5843657109310642505?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/5843657109310642505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-prince.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/5843657109310642505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/5843657109310642505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-prince.html' title='My Prince'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-2298348258808486417</id><published>2010-01-05T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T14:11:58.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='公主。心情'/><title type='text'>Princess Temper</title><content type='html'>Holidays... But most of the time I was doing nothing.&lt;div&gt;I want to help my parents but they won't order me(because they know that I don't like to be order...), then I don't want to ask for work myself(because I feel so embarrassing...).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So day after day, I do nothing AT ALL!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I heard or watched my friends all get their own job and working so hard I feel I so useless and helpless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate to be like that... I hate I can't do anything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to help, I really did. But I just cant open my mouth to please my parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sure if I ask for, they so happy to arrange a job for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My parents need a receptionist or a office girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I can do it, but... I just can't ask my dad give me that job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haih... what can I do? I don't want to be like this anymore... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-2298348258808486417?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/2298348258808486417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/01/princess-temper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/2298348258808486417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/2298348258808486417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/01/princess-temper.html' title='Princess Temper'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-6614276849129487180</id><published>2010-01-04T12:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:30:49.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='城堡。生活'/><title type='text'>New Year, New Wish, New Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1/1/2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Afternoon, me and my family went to Pantai to visit my grandmother. We have our lunch at there, Sea Food~!! The sea food over there really are nice~!! After delicious lunch, we went to my grandmother's house. We stay there about 2 hours only. On the way home, we went to buy something for next day BBQ. I don't know what it's name  in English, my family usally call it "Cai Luan". Around 5.30 p.m., my third brother and second brother and I went to Tesco to buy all stuff for BBQ party. Then when we get back home, my mom had cooked something delicious for dinner, CRABS(we bought it when we on the way home from Pantai.)!!! After dinner, my parents when to a funeral then the rest of us when to Taiping Sentral for movie and roller skating(again~). About 1.30 a.m. only we get back home~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2/1/2010&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning, I followed my second brother to pasar to buy some vegetables to make salad for BBQ later. This is the first time I and my second brother alone to do something, I quite happy and nervous(I don't know why.). Afternoon, we take a rest. Evening, some of our friends already reach my house to help me out with the preparation(I really appreciate thier helps~). Then at 7.00 p.m. we started to BBQ. That night is so fun~!! Theres around 30 people who came. We eat and chat all night long~ 12.00 a.m. the party overed, and we started clean up until 2.00 a.m..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/1/2010&lt;br /&gt;Nothing I can talk about, because most of the time I was sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4/1/2010&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day that my yougest brother went to PLKN at Kedah. He leave home 8.30 a.m., I dint sent him to bus station.&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, my second brother when back to KL.&lt;br /&gt;The end of this week, my third brother will go back to Kampar to continue study.&lt;br /&gt;Next(maybe another next) week, my parents going to China for visit.&lt;br /&gt;Leave me and my big brother at house. But my big brother more busy with his work, so most of the time I will be alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, That's all for pass few days. Now let talk about my new wish in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't want be a princess. (means I want to be strong, to do things alone. I don't want to base on other people.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get A in my exam. (any exam, atleast once.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Save RM 1500 in my acount.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Complete my own novel.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;20 followers follow my blog.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In relationship.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have my own laptop.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have my own camera.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lose weight...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Organize an event.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-6614276849129487180?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/6614276849129487180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new-wish-new-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/6614276849129487180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/6614276849129487180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new-wish-new-life.html' title='New Year, New Wish, New Life'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-4151951238780356171</id><published>2009-12-31T12:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:30:49.952+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='城堡。生活'/><title type='text'>This Is It~!!</title><content type='html'>This Is It~!! Today is the day~!! The last day of 2009~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any plan for tonight? Going out for count down? Go out play fire work? Or just sitting at home watching TV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't plan anything, here have some idea for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you plan want to go out for count down, you can think about having the same plan with me~&lt;br /&gt;I following my family to Rakan Mudah. I heard that there having street dance competition then afterward we count down at there. This will be my first time count down new year at other place than my room~ So excited!!&lt;br /&gt;But if you don't want to go there, you feel want to play something, then you can go t oTaiping Sentral Roller Skate Center play and count down together~ As the information I got, now they having promotion~If you 5 people go there they will free 1 person~ So you can go there withe 5 of your best friends~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you bought fire work(or just want to watch fire works), I suggest you go to Taman Tasik Taiping~ I sure there got alot people playing fire work therer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't think want to go out, you can open your TV. I suggest Channel 317(on Astro), TVB asia. The channel will live from Taiwan. Lots and lots of Super Star will many songs and dance to count down with you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's your plan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-4151951238780356171?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/4151951238780356171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-is-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/4151951238780356171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/4151951238780356171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-is-it.html' title='This Is It~!!'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-1335407358745992308</id><published>2009-12-30T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:30:49.953+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='城堡。生活'/><title type='text'>Introducing The Naughty Princess</title><content type='html'>Yes, I changed my blog... again. I hope this is the last time I change it. Actually I changed so many time because I not really happy with the old blog, it seem to be so simple and nothing special. So after a few day of thinking, finally I used "Naughty Princess" as new so-called-me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me explain why I am a Naughty Princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Naughty", is one of my characteristics(almost all of my friends agree with it... XD). I'm playful and "tricky". Besides that, I'm naughty because I not a good girl. Always make troubles to everyone, I don't like to listen to the other and I don't do  things that people called me to do. I may not the most naught good, but I'm naughty enough for myself(and my parents).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a Princess, but you no need to call me "Your Highness", cause I'm not the real princess. I mean I almost like a princess. I'm the only daughter to my parents, so when I small(even now), my parents still love me and take me as a princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the movie, the princess always not allowed to go out but stay in the castle whole day(or life). My life almost like them. Castle is my home, and I hardly go out with friends.  No shopping, no movie, no party with my friends. But now these days, it seem to have a little changed. I can go out with my friends but not too late(about 6.00p.m. need to be home).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is my "royal" life, a Princess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-1335407358745992308?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/1335407358745992308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/12/introducing-naughty-princess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/1335407358745992308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/1335407358745992308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/12/introducing-naughty-princess.html' title='Introducing The Naughty Princess'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-2375863493187013676</id><published>2009-12-28T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:30:49.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='城堡。生活'/><title type='text'>Last Sunday Of 2009</title><content type='html'>Yesterday is the last Sunday of 2009. I enjoy it very very well~&lt;br /&gt;Morning, I slept until 9.00 a.m.. That's is the most happier thing for me, cause I long time din't slept till that late~&lt;br /&gt;Then after breakfast, go book fair buy books. My dad bought &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;RM400+&lt;/span&gt; books that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we move to Taiping Sentral to meet with my brother who working at there. He asked me to bring the santa hat that his girlfriend gave to me. I did so, and I wear&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(pin, more likely)&lt;/span&gt; it walk around the mall&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(as well as my brother).&lt;/span&gt; I can feel everyone are looked at us. I quite enjoy it~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch, at Sushi King. Cool right? I eta Sashimi like a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;hungry gosht&lt;/span&gt;~! XD&lt;br /&gt;After sushi-lunch, me and my family went for a movie, The Treasure Hunter(刺陵). I kinda disappointed with that movie. The actors and actress are good, and the camera and effect are prefect. But the story is like a suck... The story line is not good, and it din't explain the myth but make it more worse... This is my opinion. I not recommend any of you to waste your money on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 6.30 p.m., the movie is over. My parents are going back to home to shower and take dinner. But me and my two brothers stay at Taiping Sentral. For what? For&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt; Roller skate&lt;/span&gt;!! I din't skate since I'm in secandary school. Luckily, I din't forget all the moves~ I still fall few times, because I can't break in time and hit other people... XP  But it still&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; FUN!&lt;/span&gt;! When I accerating, the wind blow on my face, my body is cold from the outside but hot from the inside. I can feel the wind, and I'm sure that I was very enjoy in the speed! We skate almost 2 hours and 30 minutes!! Now my body is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;PAIN&lt;/span&gt;, but I still wanna go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 9.10 p.m., my parents came and bring us to another movie, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Avatar&lt;/span&gt;~!! I finally get to watch it. I went there so many times but I just can't get the tickets because it always full... The movie is awesome~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.00 a.m. movie over, I was tired and my legs are barely to move&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(2 hours non-stop skating...)&lt;/span&gt;, but I was so happy~!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-2375863493187013676?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/2375863493187013676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-sunday-of-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/2375863493187013676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/2375863493187013676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-sunday-of-2009.html' title='Last Sunday Of 2009'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-5967857085449934160</id><published>2009-12-25T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:27:30.945+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='公主。过节'/><title type='text'>To Santa Cluas</title><content type='html'>Dear Santa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the traditional way, I think I have to send a greeting card or letter&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(hand writing)&lt;/span&gt;, to the north pole so that you will receive my wishes. Well, now is 2009, so I think I no need to do that because here got a better way to connect with you,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; INTERNET&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Don't tell me that Santa don't have any laptop or desktop or said that north pole are no signal of internet... If there really Santa have nothing to online, well, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;FIX IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, Santa~!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems a bit late to tell you about my wishes, but the technology in this century, I believe you can make it before tonight mid night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here is my wishes~&lt;br /&gt;1.   Enter University&lt;br /&gt;2.   My parents health better than me~&lt;br /&gt;3.   My friends always happy~&lt;br /&gt;ok, here are all my wishes, continue are list of my most-wanted-presents~&lt;br /&gt;4.   Lots and lots of story books&lt;br /&gt;5.   Pendrive&lt;br /&gt;6.   iPod shuffler&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... what else....&lt;br /&gt;8.   Laptop!!&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt; (I want brand new, please... not my brother's and pass to me cause he get a better 1...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.   Wii&lt;br /&gt;It is me or everyone can see that the price of my present is getting higher? Then I should make my last "present" a bit cheaper...&lt;br /&gt;10. New Cloths~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's all... For now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing, Santa, if you think that I good enough to receive more presents than what I listed, please just send me the present. I always welcome you to visit me anytime~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Your Dearest &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;And Most Good&lt;/span&gt; Girl,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Candy&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/7868865209604625303-5967857085449934160?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/5967857085449934160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-santa-cluas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/5967857085449934160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/5967857085449934160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-santa-cluas.html' title='To Santa Cluas'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-6530743467688914312</id><published>2009-12-23T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:30:49.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='城堡。生活'/><title type='text'>Changing</title><content type='html'>Wow~ Finally, I done changing my blog~&lt;div&gt;Feel different? Totally~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, this new template feel abit... mature, I expect, than the last one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I change my blog header as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Journey Of Growing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Means I want to be mature. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But some of my blog &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;accessories look cute and childish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;Well, I cant avoid that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;They are sooooo cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;Some times grow up seen so... scary. But none of us can escape from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;I remember that 1 of my friend told me that he miss his child hood. But we can't get back to our childhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;This remind me a phase:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;"时间之所以宝贵是因为它不能重来。而庆幸的事，它不需要重来。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Time Is Valuable Because It Can Not Be Reverse And It Don't Have To"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-6530743467688914312?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/6530743467688914312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/12/changing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/6530743467688914312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/6530743467688914312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/12/changing.html' title='Changing'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-2830967831945893993</id><published>2009-12-21T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:30:49.957+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='城堡。生活'/><title type='text'>My Holidays~</title><content type='html'>Before I sit for exam, I was so happy planning for my coming holidays. Here is my plan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/12/2009 - Right after the exam, going to watch movie&lt;br /&gt;14 - 15/12/2009 - Going Bukit Larut with friends&lt;br /&gt;19/12/2009 - To PWTC for education fair&lt;br /&gt;20/12/2009 - UTAR open day (Kampar Campus)&lt;br /&gt;21 - 25/12/2009 - Join the buddhist camp&lt;br /&gt;27/12/2009 - BBQ family party at home&lt;br /&gt;* Still have some activities I planed but not listed because I not confirm the date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now... Dec almost over... Just half of the activities went accrounding to the plan.&lt;br /&gt;Movie, I did went with my friends. We watched Storm Warrior 2(Bored movie). But when I get back, I get scold. Who scloded me? Who else, my dad. Why? Because I went out for movie with my friends. I think some of you who reading this post sure thinking :"What? Watch movie with friends also cannot?" In my family, YES, I can't do that. Because watch-movie is a family-activity. Means I only can go watch movie with my FAMILY. Be honest, before that, I went to watch movie SECRETLY. Which means, my parents know that I went out with my friends, but they don't know that I go watch movie, because I din't tell them. That day, I inform them after I went back home because I tire of lie to them. So, after that day, I was grounded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was grounded, then my Bukit Larut trip... I was force to canceled it with my friends... I sure that they was so angry with me... But I can't do anything. Well, I guessed they also din't care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the camp, I think something had gone wrong some where, in the end, I not in the list who going to join the camp. So I not allowed to join the camp... Haih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The education fair, no transport, then canceled... again... But I did went to UTAR Open Day~&lt;br /&gt;I visited almost whole UTAR(Kampar Campus). The compound are huge~!! The most awesome is all the building are around the lake!! Wherever you are, you can see the beauty of the lake!! Besides that, there got many many garden too. The university is beautiful~  I love it~!! Talking about UTAR, I was decided I will join degree progarmme in commerce accounting in May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the coming BBQ party, I hope I can do it as I wanted. Me and my brother were plan to have a party that not only BBQ but also steam boot~ And we wanna try some thing new~ What's new? New recipe and that is... Whitefully(my dad's product, it is a milk powder) Chicken and Slimme(also my dad's product, coffee which make you slimmer) Chicken~!! I don't know how it taste, but brother said not bad~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's my holidays so far... I quite enjoy some it~ How about your holidays?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-2830967831945893993?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/2830967831945893993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/2830967831945893993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/2830967831945893993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-holidays.html' title='My Holidays~'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-5504451552886043490</id><published>2009-12-15T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:30:49.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='城堡。生活'/><title type='text'>Just Post</title><content type='html'>1st post after  the exam.&lt;br /&gt;My holidays are not that happy as I thought.&lt;br /&gt;Still working and working and banking.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I still have fun times too~ Although I had canceled almost all my holidays plan(thanks to my parents).&lt;br /&gt;Well, I will not on9 so often like I used to be. Firstly because I don't have computer to on9(2 bros are fighting for 1 laptop with me...). Secondly, I don't have that mood(because I have plenty of CDs, I mean drama, to watch!!!).&lt;br /&gt;But whenever I have been to any events, I will snap photo and upload to my pages(&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/editaccount.php?networks#/sweetcandy25?ref=name"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/i21594771"&gt;Friendster&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.sweetcandy25.blogspot.com"&gt;Blogger&lt;/a&gt;) to share with every1~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To All My Fellow Friends,&lt;br /&gt;       Keep In Touch~!!! And Never Ever Ever Ever Forget Me~!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-5504451552886043490?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/5504451552886043490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/5504451552886043490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/5504451552886043490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-post.html' title='Just Post'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-842067043571440027</id><published>2009-11-24T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:34:32.343+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='疯癫。中六'/><title type='text'>Exam Still Going On</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;23 Nov 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having Pengajian Am Paper 2 (Essay)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, the exam is not that hard...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;so angry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with myself!! That day, when I first looked at the paper, I am so sure that No. 7(graph bar) I know how to do, I even study it before I entered the hall!! But I leave it to the last... Then I finished all the other section, I only left &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;30 mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for construct the table and graph. I was&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; SOOO PANIC!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My hands are shaking as well! Then when I read the text, my mind is blanked and chaos... Then I give up the question I am&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt; SOOOO CONFIDENCE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Gosh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afternoon, having Chinese Paper 2. For me, not hard also. Only the second section I am not so sure because I din't study that part(Modern Chinese Literature History) XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;24 Nov 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chemistry Paper 2(Structure and essay). The structure questions&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt; so freaky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... I can't really understand the questions. But the essay questions still not bad... But too bad that I din't have enough time for essay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway, 5 papers are down~!! 5 papers to go~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holidays~!! I coming~!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-842067043571440027?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/842067043571440027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/11/exam-still-going-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/842067043571440027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/842067043571440027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/11/exam-still-going-on.html' title='Exam Still Going On'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-4657852457295674956</id><published>2009-11-21T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:34:32.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='疯癫。中六'/><title type='text'>The Second Day Of STPM</title><content type='html'>Gosh... what can I said? Hmm... the paper was... super duper hard man~!&lt;div&gt;All I had study din come out... All the questions are those I din't study... XP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus I saw agnes keep writing and she wrote soooo long... make me more tension...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I tried my best to answer all the questions... I din't leave any question blank... That's the best I can do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well... now 2 papers are down... 8 more to go... this coming monday got 2 papers... gosh... wish me luck~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-4657852457295674956?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/4657852457295674956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/11/second-day-of-stpm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/4657852457295674956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/4657852457295674956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/11/second-day-of-stpm.html' title='The Second Day Of STPM'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-9129173216402805324</id><published>2009-11-18T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:34:32.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='疯癫。中六'/><title type='text'>1st day of STPM</title><content type='html'>Ah.... Today is the day... Is the big day for Malaysian Form 5 and Form 6 students. Yup... Spm and STPM started today~&lt;br /&gt;I'm the only one taking chinese exam so I started the exam 1 day earlier than my classmate but I'm not alone&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;(not really)&lt;/span&gt; because there are another 4 friends who taking the chinese with me and about 3 persons taking Tamil. So the hall is empty but it is not that empty&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(about 10 person)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... Talking about the paper, Its not bad for me. First I did the second part, ancient text. It usually is hard to read and understand but today's paper it not hard to understand but there is a little problem to translate it to morden text... So, it not bad...&lt;br /&gt;Then the rest of the paper I just tried my best, hope I can get good result...&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, the essay, I quite happy about it. I choose the question was talking about the return of professional of Malaysia. Which means the Malaysia professionals do not want to stay at Malaysia. Luckily I watch news with my dad this few days. And luckily I go read the news about the Research And Development(R&amp;amp;D) of biotech that prime minister launch not long ago and the Dato' Wang Yan Yan announce that next year July, Aug and Sept are the period of our country 's arts festival. The purpose of this 2 events are hope that the Malaysia Professionals can come back to Malaysia~! Then I write all I heard and read and i manage to write until 1000+ as the question asked~ So happy~&lt;br /&gt;But don't know why, after I finished the exam, I started to feel something bad... Like I wrong all the questions and I going to fail... Then I started to worry about all my answer... it make me so worried...&lt;br /&gt;Well, its over now. No point I thinking about it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Here is my time table of my STPM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 Nov &gt; 8.00am. - 11.00am. &gt; Bahasa Cina 1&lt;br /&gt;19 Nov &gt; 2.00pm. - 4.30pm.  &gt; Biology 2&lt;br /&gt;23 Nov &gt; 8.00am. - 11.00am. &gt; Pengajian Am 2&lt;br /&gt;              &gt; 2.00pm. - 5.00pm. &gt; Bahasa Cina 2&lt;br /&gt;24 Nov &gt; 8.00am. - 10.30am. &gt; Chemistry 2&lt;br /&gt;25 Nov &gt; 8.00am. - 11.00am. &gt; Math T1&lt;br /&gt;1 Dis &gt; 2.00pm. - 5.00pm &gt; math T2&lt;br /&gt;7 Dis &gt; 2.00pm. - 3.45pm. &gt;Biology 1&lt;br /&gt;9 Dis &gt; 2.00pm. - 4.00pm. &gt; Pengajian Am 1&lt;br /&gt;10 Dis &gt; 8.00am. - 9.45am. &gt; Chemistry 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;My place in the hall is in the fornt!! I never sit so fornt before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-9129173216402805324?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/9129173216402805324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/11/1st-day-of-stpm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/9129173216402805324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/9129173216402805324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/11/1st-day-of-stpm.html' title='1st day of STPM'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-4372630664625872040</id><published>2009-10-29T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:34:32.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='疯癫。中六'/><title type='text'>L.O.V.E</title><content type='html'>Ah... Exam coming... But most of my class go to school not for study... We all talking about RELATIONSHIP at class... Gosh...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all digging our classmate "love history"... First, yesterday, we "interview" DJ about he and his girlfriend. Asked him about how he met the girl, what they did and who is his first love. He said that now-girlfriend is not his first love. There is another girl. He propose to her once, but she din't not accept him... Poor guy... But now they are friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then next we turn our head to another person. She once couple with our another classmate... But few months ago( maybe few weeks ago), they( actually not they... is CL did it ) announce that they break up... It really shocked us... Cause they din't look like they break up... She said the reason they break up is the guy lied to her about he went out with other girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, we "interview"( more like teasing ) another classmate. I don't know how actually this tease-thing started. Teasing about he and Another girl in the class... Then we all teasing him but many ways... Like teached he how to propose to the girl, and force him to talk the feeling about the girl and etc... quite fun actually... XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my opinion, LOVE is a part of student life. But what actually is LOVE? They said there is no "correct answer" for that question. But for me, I think LOVE is a feeling when you met someone. What feeling? The feeling is your heart suddenly pump very fast, your face blush suddenly, next your hands went cold like ice. Then you don't know what to do and what to said. Agree?&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/7868865209604625303-4372630664625872040?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/4372630664625872040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/10/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/4372630664625872040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/4372630664625872040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/10/love.html' title='L.O.V.E'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-1582019400085707584</id><published>2009-10-26T15:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T14:05:47.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday</title><content type='html'>Talking about my birthday, which is yesterday, I quite happy~&lt;div&gt;Got alot of friends sent birthday wishes to me~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although that day afternoon I have to go to tuition and take my chinese test, it din't let me down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the tuition, me and my family go to Sushi King for dinner then have a movie~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thx friends~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-1582019400085707584?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/1582019400085707584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/1582019400085707584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/1582019400085707584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-2255149581710635238</id><published>2009-10-20T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:23:48.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='公主。心情'/><title type='text'>I'm Fine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;朋友们，我很好。也许是生日快到的喜悦，也可能是时间，我现在没有再胡思乱想了。我现在心情也很好。我知道你们担心什么，可是，现在都不用担心了，因为我是真的放下了！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;虽然，这几天的心情都收拾好准备“迎战”了，今天，能和你们聊聊天，我现在心情更好了。我相信明天，你们还是会看到疯疯癫癫的我的！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;还有，我很认真地宣布，我从来都没有男朋友！也许我跟某人很暧昧，但那只是暧昧。没有更进一步的关系哦！&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7868865209604625303-2255149581710635238?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/2255149581710635238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-fine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/2255149581710635238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/2255149581710635238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-fine.html' title='I&apos;m Fine'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-8530074840523796841</id><published>2009-10-19T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:36:30.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='公主。心情'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='文字。创作'/><title type='text'>给木头</title><content type='html'>我的声音在笑 泪在飙&lt;br /&gt;电话那头等你可知道&lt;br /&gt;世界若是那么大 为何我要忘你 无处逃&lt;br /&gt;我的声音在笑 泪在飙&lt;br /&gt;电话那头等你可知道&lt;br /&gt;世界若是那么小 为何我的真心 你听不到&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨天在电视节目的时候,突然想起这首歌。&lt;br /&gt;这首歌是最能代表我现在的心情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“我的声音在笑 泪在飙”&lt;br /&gt;朋友看到现在的我，我的确是在笑。还笑得很开心，很疯狂。可是泪，却在夜深人静的时候，飙得比飚车还快。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“电话那头等你可知道”&lt;br /&gt;每天都会看着手机发呆，等着它哪天会响然后显示你的讯息。可是，每次想的时候，出现的不是你的照片，而是一只猴子。难过，失望又涌上心头。&lt;br /&gt;虽然，我知道它绝对不可能现实你的照片，可是我还是很期待。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“世界若是那么大 为何我要忘你无处逃”&lt;br /&gt;世界就是这样，当我决定走近你的世界的时候，我怎么都遇不到你。可是，现在我决定要忘了你，我每次出街都会碰到你。&lt;br /&gt;如今呢？更好啦！我还知道了你在哪里做工，几点吃饭，在哪里吃，我都知道。这件事让我很为难。因为，你好像很不想见到我，而我会在你吃饭的时间出现在你吃饭的地方。我又不能不出现。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“世界若是那么小 为何我的真心 你听不到”&lt;br /&gt;我的真心，我爱你的真心，你有试过去听吗？你听到了吗？你有什么反应？我想都没有吧？&lt;br /&gt;我知道你有时要忙，所以我才决定要忘记你的。可是，我的真心不让我这么做。因此，我会把你放在我的心底的，木头！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&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/7868865209604625303-8530074840523796841?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-2714504286694106392</id><published>2009-10-12T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:36:30.583+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='公主。心情'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='文字。创作'/><title type='text'>告诉自己</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;告诉自己&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;感觉全都是错的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;直觉是不可靠的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;心跳不代表什么&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;就连心痛也是假的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;可是  眼泪说明了  心痛是真的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;心跳证明了  直觉是对的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;直觉肯定了  感觉是存在的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;而感觉的存在见证了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;爱情绝对不会是假的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一直告诉自己&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不要再想了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;再想  他也不可能出现&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;再想  只会让自己更烦&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;再想  课本就读不完了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;可是  脑海里出现的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;不是课本里的解说图  而是他的样子&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;也不是课本里的要点  而是他的话语&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;脑子里根本就没有课本  就只有他&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;而手指也不听使唤似的  发短讯给他&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不停地告诉自己&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;忘了他的怀抱&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;忘了他的温柔&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;忘了他的体贴&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;忘了他的全部&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;可是  夜深人静的时候&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;怀念的  是他那温暖又舒适的怀抱&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;怀念的  是他那时安慰着我的温柔&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;怀念的  是他那帮我点餐时的体贴&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;怀念的  是他担心又心疼我的样子&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;重复地告诉自己&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我们的缘分也许还没到&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;因为他是回来了  我却要离开了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;因为他有事业要拼  我却有课业缠身&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;又告诉自己&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这也许是我一厢情愿的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;因为他并没有任何的举动&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;因为他也没说任何的意见&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;再告诉自己&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;家人是绝对不会同意的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;好姐妹是不可以背叛的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一个人的生活是可以的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;所以&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;告诉自己&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;放开他是对的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;忘了他是必要的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不要再想他是上上的选择&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;可是  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;放开他  忘了他  不想他&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这些我都试过了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;却没有一个我办得到&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;因为  我已经承认了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;爱你的心  不是假的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-2714504286694106392?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/2714504286694106392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/2714504286694106392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/2714504286694106392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='告诉自己'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-2806291927377321664</id><published>2009-10-09T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:34:32.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='疯癫。中六'/><title type='text'>海潮汇 音乐弘法会(Music concert)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh~ finally I get the chance to update my blog~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is not easy, because my dad gave some work for me to do and teachers keep giving tests n tests... So I just can't get my hand free from dad's-work and st&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;udy and doing exercises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, now I want to share some picture I took during Moon Cake Festival(3-10-2009).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Function: 海潮汇 音乐弘法会(Music concert)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Date: 3-10-2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Location: Taiping Town Hall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time: 8.00 AM. to 11.00PM.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt; (For me...only 3.00pm. to 5.30pm for going home to change cloth.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, thats day I din get a chance to celebrate with my family because my parents attended a party and my brothers busy with work. So I joined,as volunteer, the music concert which organised by Taiping Buddha Society. This is a big function because the performers are came from all around Malaysia as well as the audience. That day is a very tired day... Running here and there, move this move that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that day we don't have much time for rehearsal, so when the time came, we all are very scared and tension. After the first song(by 275 people of choir performance),  the second song's music was played. On the stage was 275 people plus 2 solo vocals. When the solo vocal sang half way, the music jamed!!! Then they started all over again. All the volunteers at the back stage were so scared. Luckily we ended the concert i the end~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is some pictures I took. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the picture before we started the concert and the performers having their practice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/Ss7VNoAdDNI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Uz526inm3B4/s320/DSC03786.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390480234063400146" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the picture while the choir team performing. Well, I am the one who controlling the curtain, so I only can take picture from the back stage. By the way, I can't believe they manage to have 275 people on stage at once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/Ss7VLzUMh6I/AAAAAAAAAFI/9TdMpknzlXU/s320/DSC03792.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390480202739255202" /&gt;Although they are performers, but because the number of people is too many. So all of them are not allowed to enter the audience site. Therefore, they standing outside the hall all night after the first show, is about 1 hour. Plus, that day got rain at night. Quite pity them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one is after the last show they taking photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/Ss7VQD2cBJI/AAAAAAAAAFY/estS7nsypbg/s320/DSC03799.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390480275897320594" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the concert, there is a small autograph session of  释继程法师. That day I try to call Sifu to sign my cloth. But I din't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/Ss7VV5AJvKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uRmKOBMwgJc/s320/DSC03804.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390480376064490658" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is just outside the hall, selling some books, souvenirs, T-shirts and CDs.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/Ss7VS84BAAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/MnOIcEdjqNo/s320/DSC03807.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390480325564497922" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-2806291927377321664?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/2806291927377321664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-finally-i-get-chance-to-update-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/2806291927377321664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/2806291927377321664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-finally-i-get-chance-to-update-my.html' title='海潮汇 音乐弘法会(Music concert)'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/Ss7VNoAdDNI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Uz526inm3B4/s72-c/DSC03786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-6977664263407686567</id><published>2009-09-16T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T14:07:35.513+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='影片。分享'/><title type='text'>Selfish Love</title><content type='html'>Oh My God~!! My pen drive kena rampas!!&lt;div&gt;Today in the morning, the first period teacher is not entering the class then suddenly the prefects came in and said spot check...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I call my friend to copy some songs to me, because I can't find it... But I want the song so much, so I call her to help me lo... I thought today finally can get the song... but then... haih...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I try to lie so that I can get back my pendrive, I told the prefect my friends copy some files for the project but actually inside is nothing but songs and mini games...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After prefect check inside of the pendrive, they told me that my pendrive is nothing about projects so they had to rampas it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haih... So shui....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, don't talk about the sad things anymore. Today I going to share another video. It still is a guitar song. But this is more awesome than yesterday's video. It's a short video but triple the awesome. So, prepaid to be amaze~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sound is abit faster than the picture, but its ok... Well, my dad is yelling me to do work now... 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That's why I can't blogging yesterday.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt; I think my friend are very looking forward for my post yesterday... Sorry if I disappointed you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, nowadays most of us are facing exam, feeling stressed and pressure. So this few days I wanna share some video, which I think is entertaining, hope can help you guys to released some stressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today the 1st video I wanna share is this one: Conan In Rock by Jerry.C.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a very common melody that we can hear it every day. But the guy, who playing guitar, Jerry C. rewrite the melody so that the melody more &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;ROCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Most importantly is it really nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For guitar players, probably very admire and jealous his guitar skill. Well, hope you enjoy the video~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a9bc267c12d34dd2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da9bc267c12d34dd2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330268366%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D570C9DD41656D918D223DA33FF98B7927DD906EF.654848B2B9B1A851478831E7EB93B68FB0FD1E9C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da9bc267c12d34dd2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dznuo-WLGnn3oi2uH2qpa3rnobM8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da9bc267c12d34dd2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330268366%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D570C9DD41656D918D223DA33FF98B7927DD906EF.654848B2B9B1A851478831E7EB93B68FB0FD1E9C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da9bc267c12d34dd2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dznuo-WLGnn3oi2uH2qpa3rnobM8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-536968141932034782?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/536968141932034782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-know-whats-going-on-with-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/536968141932034782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/536968141932034782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-know-whats-going-on-with-my.html' title='Canon In Rock'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-1023923436245142166</id><published>2009-09-12T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T14:05:47.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Template</title><content type='html'>As you can see, I changed my blog template and added many cute cute stuff~&lt;br /&gt;Compare with the old template, this new template look more...hmm...what can I say...it look more refresh and happy~ Because the colour is more lighter and cute, I quite like it. My friends seems to like it too~&lt;br /&gt;I changed my blog title as well. "Sweet World Of Candy", I changed it because I think this are more suit for the new template.&lt;br /&gt;About the cute stuff i added in my blog, almost all of them are "import" from Taiwan, from a blogger who name Mirror. "She"&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I not really sure is she or he...&lt;/span&gt; introduce and design all this cute accesories. I choose to "import" from Taiwan because after hour of searching, only Taiwan's are most cute and suitable for my blog. It take a long time to search through all the stuff also, because it in chinese language... Most of my friends are not understand chinese. Luckily I still manage to get this stuff I added now... Only the countdwon piggie got chinese word, that is "日" it mean day.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all I want to said about my new template. If you like it&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;or dont like&lt;/span&gt; it please leave your messages and comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Your Comments As My Power To Continue My Blog~&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/7868865209604625303-1023923436245142166?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/1023923436245142166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-template.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/1023923436245142166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/1023923436245142166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-template.html' title='New Template'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-7352797687211842264</id><published>2009-08-27T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:31:39.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='城堡。生活'/><title type='text'>I break my spec!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/SpZPKANTeJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/YwCmLR1MQDI/s1600-h/DSC03748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/SpZPKANTeJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/YwCmLR1MQDI/s320/DSC03748.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374570238586353810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know what you want to say... You want to say:"Hey, Candy! What happened to your spec?"&lt;div&gt;Well, if you saw me today, you will ask 1 more thing:"What happened to your face?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, here is the story...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning my mum had put some herbs to dry under the sun&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;to prevent it from fungi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Afternoon, there was a rain remember? So we had to remove all the herbs from outdoor if the herbs kena rain, it became wet and easier to attack by fungi.  So I ran down stair and I get outdoor I forgot I holding my mobile phone and hand free along with me. So I put it in the car before I ran out for the herbs&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; I use my own save to brought it, if it malfunction I will cry for it 3 days 3 nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. After I "save" the herbs, I came out again for my phone. That time when I came out, the rain fall heavily, so i careful take each steps. Finally, I get to the car! I move&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;very close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to the car try to make the car as the shield protect me from the rain. Why I high light the words? Because of that, when I opened the car's door... "Boooo..." The corner of the door "kissed" just right under my left eye and my spec break because when the car's door hit me, it fall down...&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/SpZZRhZv_WI/AAAAAAAAAEY/3eWkD43WRq8/s320/07.gif" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 50px; height: 50px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374581362872286562" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really hurt even now... So Shui...&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/SpZZR3VqVKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/7CiLDW3MpRA/s320/04.gif" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 50px; height: 50px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374581368760718498" /&gt; After ward I still had to go to the tuition! My spec still can use but... call me to wear a cracked spec in front of my friends? I will not mind and wear it as usual lo... All my friends know I also so blur blur... If they tease on me? I already normal with it la! But there was bruise on my face!! That's what I care!! If it dint recover... It will become a scar on my face&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/SpZZjZLuDPI/AAAAAAAAAEw/-g4Rc-iM2dY/s320/03.gif" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 50px; height: 50px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374581669903600882" /&gt;!! Wuwuwuwu... I don't want...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But people always when bad things happened, you should think on the bright side. So let's think on the bright side... If... If the bruise become darker and darker... Ops... this is not the bright side... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Telling myself: Think other way!* Ok....  Since I break my spec... So... I need a NEW SPEC!!! That's it!! I going to have new spec!!! Wow~ *singing: I feel good~*&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/SpZZSRlImoI/AAAAAAAAAEo/1MlKLFxpN_I/s320/12.gif" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 50px; height: 50px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374581375804938882" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But pain change a new spec... I feel so not worth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, at least I dint hurt my eyes.... Lucky...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;what if... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;I drop my hand phone instant of my spec? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;Wow~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;I going to have a new phone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;So should I plan next time how am I going to drop my phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;Yes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;So....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt; What should I do so that my phone will fall? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;Hmm... Thinking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-7352797687211842264?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/7352797687211842264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-know-what-you-want-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/7352797687211842264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/7352797687211842264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-know-what-you-want-to-say.html' title='I break my spec!!'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/SpZPKANTeJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/YwCmLR1MQDI/s72-c/DSC03748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-4426336588079910573</id><published>2009-08-25T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T14:05:47.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flemington Lake View Chinese Restaurant</title><content type='html'>Today I wanna share about the new hotel that builded near my taman. But I not going to talk about the hotel but the restaurant, Lake View Chinese Restaurant (湖景阁中餐厅) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I translate the name myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there quite high class. The whole restuarant full with red and white and gold color. Total up, there are 20+ tables and beside the restuarant there was 3 rooms and inside the rooms have roughly 12 tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the menu is quite... normal... Only the name they change abit so that it sound more nice but actually you also can order in other restuarants.&lt;br /&gt;So my dad order:&lt;br /&gt;1. Cabbage with onion&lt;br /&gt;2. Dong Po Rou &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;its pork with saurce, I dont know what it call in english...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Steam fish &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I dont know what is the fish already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Tuo Fo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the first dish serve is the cabbage, look no thing special for me. Next is the pork. The pork they serve with 2 small breads for you to mix with the sauce of the pork&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;(the bread is nice without the sauce anyway) &lt;/span&gt;Then is the Tuo Fo. It is a fried tou fo. 1 thing they dissapointed me is they dint serve it with mayoness!! Last is the steam fish. Nothing special actually... Like the dishes we eat at normal restuarant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meal, we going to pay the bill. I was shock! Really shock... In the normal restuarant, I think RM 48 something we can get the same things like the dishes I wrote just now. But we had eat &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;RM 80+&lt;/span&gt; for that! Gosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;*I take photos of the restuarant, but now I dint have the cable to transfer the photos from my mobile phone. So I will post it tomorrow~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-4426336588079910573?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/4426336588079910573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/08/flemington-lake-view-chinese-restaurant.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/4426336588079910573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/4426336588079910573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/08/flemington-lake-view-chinese-restaurant.html' title='Flemington Lake View Chinese Restaurant'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-8319009247400301377</id><published>2009-08-24T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:31:39.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='城堡。生活'/><title type='text'>Driving All By My Own</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt; first day &lt;/span&gt;I drove all by my own!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All this long, whenever I drove, at least 1 of my parents or both of them will sitting beside with me. But today, I drove alone,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; ALONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; No 1 else in the car with me! It feel SO...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt; COOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today morning I had my Chinese Class, but my parents had to came to factory before my class started. So they leave me with Proton Saga so that I can drove to my class in time then came to factory after my class. Well, after class I went to One Price Shop instant of factory.&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/SpIcql8JxaI/AAAAAAAAAEA/m2vN7Bscn2I/s320/15.gif" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 50px; height: 50px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373388823470917026" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Compare the experience of driving with my parents, I feel driving alone is more confident and relax. When my parents are with me, I was so... being control and pressure... Wonder why? Because my dad said a sentence that make me so control. And the sentence sound like this:"Your speed limit in this age is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;20 km/h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;." When he told me that, I was like:"W.T...." Well, of course I dint speak out those words, I just whisper in my heart&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(If I did so... wow... Can't image where I am now...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So I had to control my speed in below 40 km/h.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(I sure many drivers behind me curse me a lot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;)&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/SpIc2dZDHjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9wbNXp6cGkE/s320/07.gif" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 50px; height: 50px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373389027334626866" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a fresh for me, and I really enjoy driving alone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-8319009247400301377?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/8319009247400301377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/08/driving-all-by-my-own.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/8319009247400301377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/8319009247400301377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/08/driving-all-by-my-own.html' title='Driving All By My Own'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/SpIcql8JxaI/AAAAAAAAAEA/m2vN7Bscn2I/s72-c/15.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-3204654394152041387</id><published>2009-08-22T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:31:39.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='城堡。生活'/><title type='text'>Librarian Farewell Party 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wow~ What a party yesterday. Our junior really did a very hardwork on the party. They decorate the school hall very beautifully~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So9OUHlUn6I/AAAAAAAAACo/EHEPNxowTHA/s320/DSC03673.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372598988016230306" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They put a big ribbon behind every and each chairs that for outgoing members.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So9OToefu8I/AAAAAAAAACg/zqKeYmQs_Gk/s320/DSC03661.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372598979666099138" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The booklets and invitation also very beautiful~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So9SNMhOY8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/AkZLcu4YKx0/s320/DSC03725.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372603267128648642" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So9SNQHeeVI/AAAAAAAAADY/KMEnzXk3aPc/s320/DSC03726.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372603268094392658" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part is the comment board. They set a a board specially for other to write down what you want to tell that person then after the party you can take it back and look what and who write for you. This for incoming librarians.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So9QHe59_HI/AAAAAAAAADA/yNTYpSqDsuQ/s320/DSC03666.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372600969961798770" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this is for outgoing librarians.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So9RuChWOBI/AAAAAAAAADI/59_Ly9RqZXs/s320/DSC03660.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372602731868862482" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Thats what I got~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So9SnI0xajI/AAAAAAAAADg/GIAUIYc1Vc0/s320/DSC03729.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372603712813492786" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, there is some part are not like what they had plan, such as the performance. They plan after the speech is dance. But due to the short schedule and exam, they dint not have much time for practice so the performance had change to the video of a 16 year-old girl singing show. That girl really had the talented from the god! Her voice is so powerful! Too bad I cant find the link for that video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the show then is giving certificates  and souvenirs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So9S6l9BAnI/AAAAAAAAADo/j_xTEKHqCKg/s320/DSC03724.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372604047050211954" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then is games, I dint take games picture. Because I watching they playing. So funny~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my mum called... I had to go then. Too bad I can't watch the slide show they did. But I really enjoy the party! Thanks Librarian Board for fill my Form 6 with so much of happiness! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;*For more Librarian Farewell Party 2009 photos please visit my &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/i21594771"&gt;friendster profile&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-3204654394152041387?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/3204654394152041387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/08/librarian-farewell-party-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/3204654394152041387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/3204654394152041387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/08/librarian-farewell-party-2009.html' title='Librarian Farewell Party 2009'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So9OUHlUn6I/AAAAAAAAACo/EHEPNxowTHA/s72-c/DSC03673.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-2953240784174711138</id><published>2009-08-21T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:31:39.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='城堡。生活'/><title type='text'>~*Rain In Small Town Taiping*~</title><content type='html'>Almost everyday is raining. Morning the sun is covered by black cloud, afternoon the rain is started to drop, evening the rain become heavier than afternoon at night the rain din't seem want to stop.&lt;div&gt;So these few days the weather is so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;COOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, I not really enjoy it. Because I scare of cold&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4oflcqOfI/AAAAAAAAABw/wpORvi8lbBE/s320/05.gif" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 50px; height: 50px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372275928592955890" /&gt;. But compare with hot and sunny day, I prefer cold and rainy days.&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4ogGTTJxI/AAAAAAAAAB4/7gOG44_EXc4/s320/15.gif" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 50px; height: 50px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372275937412065042" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But rainy days are dangerous thought. Because it may help H1N1 virus spread faster. So friends please drink more water k? Take very good care of yourself. Never ever give any chance to virus to near to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-2953240784174711138?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/2953240784174711138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/08/rain-in-small-town-taiping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/2953240784174711138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/2953240784174711138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/08/rain-in-small-town-taiping.html' title='~*Rain In Small Town Taiping*~'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4oflcqOfI/AAAAAAAAABw/wpORvi8lbBE/s72-c/05.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-7246001286724277277</id><published>2009-08-13T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:31:39.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='城堡。生活'/><title type='text'>~*Math Test*~</title><content type='html'>AH!!!!!! I dint do well in my math... I thought I can remember how to do all the differentiation and integration. But I can't. When I look at the questions, I can recall some of it... SOME of it... Not all of it... The formula, I can write down, but I not sure it is correct anot.&lt;br /&gt;Just now is about math 1, now talk about math 2. Math 2 for me is still ok, because I got study abit and only 2 chapters. Compare with math 2 and math 1, math 1 is quite easy(not for art classes), cause math 2 the questions very tricky... So in this exam, I put more effort in math 2. Althought I can't really understand the questions, at least I got somethings to write on the paper. Hope I can get a better result.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow... DOOM! Chemistry and biology. 2 and the only 2 science subjects come together. But luckily, this test only contain objective questions. So no too much worries. Addition, bio teacher got told she set the past year questions, so study all the past year paper maybe got a little bit help. Chemistry... I had no idea how am I going to study it... I dint even know what to read also... SO... Chemistry... Bungkus...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-7246001286724277277?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/7246001286724277277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/08/math-test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/7246001286724277277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/7246001286724277277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/08/math-test.html' title='~*Math Test*~'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-6396884843502484910</id><published>2009-08-10T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:31:39.377+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='城堡。生活'/><title type='text'>~*Tired*~</title><content type='html'>Ah!!!! I can't study anymore!!!&lt;div&gt;Go to school, concentrate in class, it almost use up my energy that fully charged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school, waiting my brother to fetch me... 1 hour... 2 hours gone but my bro still haven't come... Standing there waiting... All my energy gone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally my brother came, back to factory, if lucky, sleep sepuas-puas hati... If unlucky? Work sampai mati...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then dinner, shower, watch TV(No TV No LIFE!!) a while, then start doing homeworks and revision until 12am.(sms in the same time...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wake up in 5 morning, memorize biology factors then shower, go to school...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tired....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-6396884843502484910?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/6396884843502484910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/08/tired.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/6396884843502484910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/6396884843502484910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/08/tired.html' title='~*Tired*~'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-5129868054575361722</id><published>2009-08-04T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T15:39:07.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*I Am Trouble-Making-Machine*~</title><content type='html'>I did a test, it test whether I am a trouble-making-machine. Guess whta? The result said &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;99%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; is trouble-making-machine!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/SngAS8RAPRI/AAAAAAAAABI/kqVjIqMF94E/s320/03.gif" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 50px; height: 50px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366039281427037458" /&gt;(Its that possible I am the 1% who are not making trouble?)&lt;div&gt;It said that I kind of very staright person, like to said everythings I want to say. Some times I was joking, but there are people mad at me because of my joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its kindda truth somehow. When the sentence in my head it is a joke, and I never think others will take serious about that. But when the sentence came out from my mouth, everything changed. Some times I think I was joking, but people dont think the same way. For example, when I said I want that thing I dint really mean I really really want it(even I really want it, I will buy it myself). But the others will use their money just to buy it for me. I feel very guilty  about it. It happened between me and my family/friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe is my words make people confuse or maybe the person is a very serious person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It reminds me the words Pn. Hamia told the other day:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;The most evil thing is nothing but human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;The most deathly thing is nothing but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; MY WORDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, if I hurt you, can you please&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/SngAaiEnfRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9tTCtvrS3jo/s320/01.gif" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 50px; height: 50px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366039411834715410" /&gt; take it as an accident? I really dint mean to hurt any of you, my very precious friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-5129868054575361722?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/5129868054575361722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-trouble-making-machine.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/5129868054575361722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/5129868054575361722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-trouble-making-machine.html' title='~*I Am Trouble-Making-Machine*~'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/SngAS8RAPRI/AAAAAAAAABI/kqVjIqMF94E/s72-c/03.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-3087545132512653618</id><published>2009-08-01T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:31:39.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='城堡。生活'/><title type='text'>~*Another Boring Day*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;What a boring Saturday… From early in the morning, I came to factory with my parents… I was happy at first, because today my brother wont be around, that’s mean no one will fight with me for the computer!! But when I open computer and try to online, I am so disappointed. Internet was so slow… It take more than 5 minutes just to load a page. Some more after 5 minutes the page also not fully loaded! So I give up. Computer without internet it is not fun at all… So, my Saturday, first of August is a very boring day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Then, after this I have a BBQ party actually. I was invited. But I can’t attend… Haih…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Another boring holiday…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-3087545132512653618?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/3087545132512653618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-boring-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/3087545132512653618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/3087545132512653618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-boring-day.html' title='~*Another Boring Day*~'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-7740446875999048052</id><published>2009-07-31T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:36:06.483+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='公主。心情'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='文字。创作'/><title type='text'>To: Kelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;To: Kelly – My best friend ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Subject: I’m sorry. I really dint mean to do it to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Dear Kelly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I know it was too late that I say all this. But I really want to tell you that how much I feel sorry to you…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;First I want to explain the incident that cause I loss you, forever. But, somehow, I think it is a good thing for you to leave me. Because I’m not a good friend, I dint reserve to have a friend like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Last year, before you told me how you feel that person, I really don’t know that you possible feel that way. But then, this year when school reopen, our classmates (your ex-classmate) told me that everyone know that secret because it is quite obvious, the way you act. I was so shock that my classmate told me all this. Me, your best friend, dint notice but they can know everything even you not telling them anything. I am not a good friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Then when the incident happened (the sms), I will told you because you are the first one I can think of to discuss this thing. I thought maybe you can help me, I thought you already forgot everything like you had said. But you are not. I am so not understand you like I thought I was. That’s the main reason I hurt you so much, so bad. I am not a good friend, not for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Lets go back to last year again, my birthday. I know my reaction is a bit (maybe a lot) cool. It is not that I don’t like a surprise party. It just that it is my first surprise party I ever had. I don’t know what to do, what to said, and I even forgot how to smile. I know, I hurt you so much that time. I am not a good friend, not for you, and not for everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Not only this three things I had did like killing you, there are so many things I did so wrong, forgive me. But at the same time, I thank you. I had learn so much things from you. For examples, I learnt how to smile when my heart is bleeding, how to hind my feeling, and most importantly, you let me know who I really are, how bad, stupid I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Honestly, the school life without you, is the most difficult school life for me. Every time, when I walking alone in the school compounds, you don’t know how much I miss you, how much I miss the days that you always beside me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I write this not because wish you come back, it just I want you to forgive me. Hating people is not easy, so I wish you can just forgive (and forget) me so that you can be more happy. Last but not least, I am sorry I dint ask for you permission to post this letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:17"&gt;                                                                                                                    &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sincere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:17"&gt;                                                                                                                  &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;* If you read this, please told me if you wish me to delete this letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-7740446875999048052?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/7740446875999048052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-kelly.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/7740446875999048052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/7740446875999048052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-kelly.html' title='To: Kelly'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-8976479907137931026</id><published>2009-07-30T19:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:31:39.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='城堡。生活'/><title type='text'>~*No Time For Blogging*~</title><content type='html'>Maybe the exam is near so teachers keep giving homeworks. And some teachers try to finished the syllybus so they teached very fast... So I need extra time to do my homeworks and revision...&lt;div&gt;Addition, my youngest brother keep using computer(not using actually, is playing..) So I dint even have a chance to touch the computer... Sob...&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/SnF_KCvBDxI/AAAAAAAAABA/lIzwO7vhfdg/s320/04.gif" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 50px; height: 50px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364208441684463378" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-8976479907137931026?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/8976479907137931026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-time-for-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/8976479907137931026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/8976479907137931026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-time-for-blogging.html' title='~*No Time For Blogging*~'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/SnF_KCvBDxI/AAAAAAAAABA/lIzwO7vhfdg/s72-c/04.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868865209604625303.post-7595311026691306284</id><published>2009-07-24T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T15:39:07.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*Tour for my new blog*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here come my new blog!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I quite like it... Cause it quite easy to use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, lets talk about my blog title:"I can't say it out but I can write it down"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I got so many things I want to share. But can't find a way to do so. I scare that I used the wrong method to tell what I want to share then miss-hurt(mean accidentally) some one. Don't say that it won't happen. It always happened to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thats the reason I start writing blog few years ago are because I find that I feel better when I write my story and let people look and share their comment with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;After some time, you will find that the Candy you know in reality are different from the Candy in the blog. The one in school is so... fun, crazy, childish and happy. On the other hand, the one in the blog is like...sometimes so matured, serious and sad. You may ask:"Then, which one are the real-Candy?" I can tell you that, either. The outside-computer-Candy are the normal me, then the other one are the one who from deep inside me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, the sad me will not won't come out as long there are nothing bad happen to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7868865209604625303-7595311026691306284?l=sweetcandy25.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/feeds/7595311026691306284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/07/tour-for-my-new-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/7595311026691306284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868865209604625303/posts/default/7595311026691306284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandy25.blogspot.com/2009/07/tour-for-my-new-blog.html' title='~*Tour for my new blog*~'/><author><name>The Naughty Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053714414408298709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GHyp85rM65U/So4p1bvUOII/AAAAAAAAACA/62keH7jc_RY/S220/%E6%80%9D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
