<?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-6202524885080449129</id><updated>2012-01-12T15:45:41.113+08:00</updated><category term='curse words'/><category term='繁體中文'/><category term='south'/><category term='funny'/><category term='swear words'/><category term='free'/><category term='聯合國'/><category term='naik'/><category term='Chinese'/><category term='aibob'/><category term='Happy Moments'/><category term='Survey'/><category term='too'/><category term='aging'/><category term='cute'/><category term='uniten'/><category term='really'/><category term='plaza'/><category term='travel'/><category term='pak lah'/><category term='United Nation'/><category term='tuition'/><category term='stay young'/><category term='celebrity'/><category term='scooter'/><category term='age'/><category term='mines'/><category term='superbikes'/><category term='young'/><category term='live show'/><category term='malaysia'/><category term='George Carlin'/><category term='A'/><category term='election'/><category term='abolishment'/><category term='motorsyclist'/><category term='SENNIYO'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='proton'/><category term='chanyee'/><category term='Traditional'/><category term='glass breaking'/><category term='mahathir'/><category term='city'/><category term='food'/><category term='divider'/><category term='clip'/><category term='廢除'/><category term='saga'/><category term='healthy'/><title type='text'>刘振义的地盘</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' 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worth it??</title><content type='html'>BRILLIANT STATEMENTS ABOUT THE WAY THINGS REALLY ARE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Most 'First Class' students become Doctors , Engineers , Lawyers, Accountants and Academics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Those who get a 'Second Class', pass the MBA, become Administrators and control the 'First Class'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The 'Third Class' passes, enter politics and become Ministers and control both above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Last, but not the least, The ‘Failures’ join the underworld and control all the above&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-8168841120658620075?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8168841120658620075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-3637060888947265723</id><published>2011-04-27T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T23:06:34.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparing for Towerthon Day 3</title><content type='html'>Again I extended my training...&lt;br /&gt;today I went up 3 times...&lt;br /&gt;and I only rest for breath once for every run...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still like yesterday, the sweat was flowing like the water falls as I reach the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do feels my legs getting heavier every floor. It gets better after I stop for breath. Well, as the Chinese saying goes, &lt;br /&gt;"Rest so that can go a longer journey" 休息为了要走更长的路.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many stops I need to make before reaching the top???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-3637060888947265723?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3637060888947265723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=3637060888947265723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/3637060888947265723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/3637060888947265723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2011/04/preparing-for-towerthon-day-3.html' title='Preparing for Towerthon Day 3'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-1396069743496726321</id><published>2011-04-26T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T22:16:56.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>测试你的冷热性格</title><content type='html'>6.寒流型&lt;br /&gt;性格：寒流型恰恰和暖风型相反，和他一起像置身于寒冬，常要接受他的冷言冷语，防寒措施少一点都不行。寒流型思想成熟会照顾人，可惜感情太过严肃，不会享受生活乐趣，加上为人现实，考虑太多，缺少浪漫感觉。&lt;br /&gt;事业：做大事太多顾虑，犹豫不决，使事业裹足不前。&lt;br /&gt;爱情：不会轻易踏足情场，恋爱会找个冷静型的情人。&lt;br /&gt;金钱：凡事精打细算，能省则省，但有时反而会因小失大。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/notes/%E6%88%91%E7%88%B1%E6%88%91%E7%9A%84%E6%98%9F%E5%BA%A7/%E6%B5%8B%E8%AF%95%E4%BD%A0%E7%9A%84%E5%86%B7%E7%83%AD%E6%80%A7%E6%A0%BC/206301496068831"&gt;测试你的冷热性格&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-1396069743496726321?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1396069743496726321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=1396069743496726321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/1396069743496726321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/1396069743496726321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_3234.html' title='测试你的冷热性格'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-7788538107939929489</id><published>2011-04-26T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T20:55:18.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparing for Towerthon Day 2</title><content type='html'>Today I climb my condominium twice.&lt;br /&gt;From ground to level 22 with my laptop. (Rest for breath twice)&lt;br /&gt;Reach my room, put down my stuff, turn on laptop... (about 20 minutes in between)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then go down to level 3, the residential park area. &lt;br /&gt;Coming down is indeed easier, no need to stop for breath, but I always take cautious steps as it can be dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;Walk a round and the park before coming up again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time without load (except my room keys) I only stop for breath once. It's still not as tiring as a 10km run. But I sweat like a fountain. I can feel the sweat drip and flow along my body for some time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the climb, I didn't touch the handle. Try to go up and down without grabbing the handles and practice balancing as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now more than 30 minutes after finish ... I'm still sweating...&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh Satisfaction of a good workout...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-7788538107939929489?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7788538107939929489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=7788538107939929489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7788538107939929489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7788538107939929489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2011/04/preparing-for-towerthon-day-2.html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-6199542931716191455</id><published>2011-04-26T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T17:16:27.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不管结局怎样，有努力的人生最美丽</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-6199542931716191455?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6199542931716191455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=6199542931716191455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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marathon&lt;br /&gt;but this time the hard part is the stuffy limited area&lt;br /&gt;I came out from the stairs and rested 3 times for air&lt;br /&gt;Just short break of 10 deep breath then go back in&lt;br /&gt;Feels good doing this carrying my laptop&lt;br /&gt;Will be doing this everyday until race day&lt;br /&gt;And I sweat a lot for this less than 10 minutes workout&lt;br /&gt;dripping wet for a few minutes even after reaching my apartment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it feels good~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-8015933217955171243?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8015933217955171243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=8015933217955171243' 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/&gt;new people&lt;br /&gt;new friends&lt;br /&gt;new housemates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still trying to fit into the new environment&lt;br /&gt;I'm not yet the usual self yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are lonely times&lt;br /&gt;memories~ flashback&lt;br /&gt;emotional moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if I'm trying hard to let go &lt;br /&gt;or am I trying hard to fit in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sad... but sometimes tears just fills the eyes&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes I find making a smile is kind of forceful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankful for some support of understanding friends.&lt;br /&gt;thoughtful and encouraging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused at times... &lt;br /&gt;I wish to be stronger firmer to decisions&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-1604475204322352531?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-3266404308388892183</id><published>2011-04-10T01:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T01:03:56.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man and a robber</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfpmro9T7V1qc4oqso1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 359px; height: 450px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfpmro9T7V1qc4oqso1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lieblingherz.tumblr.com/post/4187459057"&gt;http://lieblingherz.tumblr.com/post/4187459057&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julio Diaz has a daily routine. Every night, the 31-year-old social worker ends his hour-long subway commute to the Bronx one stop early, just so he can eat at his favorite diner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one night last month, as Diaz stepped off the No. 6 train and onto a nearly empty platform, his evening took an unexpected turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was walking toward the stairs when a teenage boy approached and pulled out a knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He wants my money, so I just gave him my wallet and told him, ‘Here you go,’” Diaz says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the teen began to walk away, Diaz told him, “Hey, wait a minute. You forgot something. If you’re going to be robbing people for the rest of the night, you might as well take my coat to keep you warm.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The would-be robber looked at his would-be victim, “like what’s going on here?” Diaz says. “He asked me, ‘Why are you doing this?’”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diaz replied: “If you’re willing to risk your freedom for a few dollars, then I guess you must really need the money. I mean, all I wanted to do was get dinner and if you really want to join me … hey, you’re more than welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You know, I just felt maybe he really needs help,” Diaz says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diaz says he and the teen went into the diner and sat in a booth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The manager comes by, the dishwashers come by, the waiters come by to say hi,” Diaz says. “The kid was like, ‘You know everybody here. Do you own this place?’”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, I just eat here a lot,” Diaz says he told the teen. “He says, ‘But you’re even nice to the dishwasher.’”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diaz replied, “Well, haven’t you been taught you should be nice to everybody?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yea, but I didn’t think people actually behaved that way,” the teen said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diaz asked him what he wanted out of life. “He just had almost a sad face,” Diaz says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teen couldn’t answer Diaz — or he didn’t want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the bill arrived, Diaz told the teen, “Look, I guess you’re going to have to pay for this bill ‘cause you have my money and I can’t pay for this. So if you give me my wallet back, I’ll gladly treat you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teen “didn’t even think about it” and returned the wallet, Diaz says. “I gave him $20 … I figure maybe it’ll help him. I don’t know.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diaz says he asked for something in return — the teen’s knife — “and he gave it to me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterward, when Diaz told his mother what happened, she said, “You’re the type of kid that if someone asked you for the time, you gave them your watch.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I figure, you know, if you treat people right, you can only hope that they treat you right. It’s as simple as it gets in this complicated world.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is amazing.. Its kinda epic &amp; life changing! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-3266404308388892183?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3266404308388892183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=3266404308388892183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/3266404308388892183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/3266404308388892183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2011/04/man-and-robber.html' title='Man and a robber'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-1089731063280310050</id><published>2010-12-10T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T18:06:22.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barbers don’t exist</title><content type='html'>Copied from http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2010/12/08/barbers-dont-exist/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man went to trim his hair and beard. As always happens, he and the barber chatted about this and that, until – commenting on a newspaper article about street kids – the barber stated:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As you can see, this tragedy shows that God doesn’t exist. Don’t you read the papers? So many people suffer, abandoned children, there’s so much crime. If God existed, there wouldn’t be so much suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You know something? Barbers don’t exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What do you mean, don’t exist? I’m here, and I’m a barber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- They don’t exist! – insisted the man. – Because if they did, there wouldn’t be people with such longs beards and such tangled hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I can guarantee that barbers do exist. But these people never come in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Exactly! So, in answer to your question, God exists, too. It just so happens that people don’t go to Him. If they did, they would be more giving, and there wouldn’t be so much misery in the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-1089731063280310050?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1089731063280310050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=1089731063280310050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/1089731063280310050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/1089731063280310050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2010/12/barbers-dont-exist.html' 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height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I die young bury me in satin&lt;br /&gt;Lay me down on a bed of roses&lt;br /&gt;Sink me in the river at dawn&lt;br /&gt;Send me away with the words of a love song &lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh oh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord make me a rainbow, I’ll shine down on my mother&lt;br /&gt;She'll know I’m safe with you when she stands under my colors, oh and&lt;br /&gt;Life ain't always what you think it ought to be, no &lt;br /&gt;ain't even grey, but she buries her baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sharp knife of a short life, well &lt;br /&gt;I’ve had just enough time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I die young bury me in satin&lt;br /&gt;Lay me down on a bed of roses&lt;br /&gt;Sink me in the river at dawn&lt;br /&gt;Send me away with the words of a love song &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sharp knife of a short life, well &lt;br /&gt;I’ve had just enough time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll be wearing white when I come into your kingdom&lt;br /&gt;I’m as green as the ring on my little cold finger&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never known the lovin' of a man &lt;br /&gt;But it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand&lt;br /&gt;There’s a boy here in town says he’ll love me forever&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought forever could be severed by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sharp knife of a short life, well &lt;br /&gt;I’ve had just enough time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So put on your best boys and I’ll wear my pearls&lt;br /&gt;What I never did is done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A penny for my thoughts, oh no I’ll sell them for a dollar &lt;br /&gt;They're worth so much more after I’m a goner&lt;br /&gt;And maybe then you’ll hear the words I been singin’ &lt;br /&gt;Funny when you're dead how people start listenin’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I die young bury me in satin&lt;br /&gt;Lay me down on a bed of roses&lt;br /&gt;Sink me in the river at dawn&lt;br /&gt;Send me away with the words of a love song &lt;br /&gt;oh oh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ballad of a dove &lt;br /&gt;Go with peace and love&lt;br /&gt;Gather up your tears, keep ‘em in your pocket&lt;br /&gt;Save them for a time when your really gonna need 'em oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sharp knife of a short life, well &lt;br /&gt;I’ve had just enough time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So put on your best boys and I’ll wear my pearls...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-2449337062607477594?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2449337062607477594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=2449337062607477594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;7、 一起出去旅游 &lt;br /&gt;8、 一到节假日，一定会出去庆祝/玩 &lt;br /&gt;9、 彼此羡慕对方 &lt;br /&gt;10、互相认识至少5年 &lt;br /&gt;11、都喜欢拿对方开玩笑 &lt;br /&gt;12、家里人都知道她/他的名字 &lt;br /&gt;13、遇到困难，总是互帮互助 &lt;br /&gt;14、吵过嘴，干过仗，但依然很铁儿 &lt;br /&gt;15、难受伤心的时候第一个想和对方倾诉 &lt;br /&gt;16、一个眼神或一个小举动就知道她/他在想什么&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有朋友才会这样说----【亲爱的，我们一定要有几个这样的朋友】&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有朋友才会这样说：你怎么这么烦人啊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有朋友才会这样说：别跟我臭得瑟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有朋友才会这样说：生病了还到处走，想死啊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有朋友才会这样说：我才懒得管你呢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有朋友才会这样说：你怎么能跟他在一起&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有朋友才会这样说：你俩不合适&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有朋友才会这样说：分了更好，免得你更伤心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有朋友才会这样说：你这么做值么&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有朋友才会这样说：别再那做梦了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有朋友才会这样说：有我在，不用怕~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友 我们一起开心，开心的牵着手走在马路上吃着冰淇淋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友 我们一起难过，难过的心情第一个找到彼此诉说伤痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友 我们一起分享，分享那恋爱的甜蜜分手的痛苦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友 我们一起哭泣，哭泣着拿着酒杯麻醉失恋的悲伤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友 我们一起感受，感受着彼此生活的一切一切 ！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要再因为一件小事而去任性&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要再因为一句话而去怀疑他对你的真诚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要当自己被外面的残酷璀璨的遍体鳞伤时，才想到有他的存在！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;送给我所有的朋友，无论你们现在是幸福的，甜蜜的，伤心地，郁闷的，记着都有朋友在！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-2530405492321950870?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2530405492321950870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=2530405492321950870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/2530405492321950870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/2530405492321950870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post_24.html' title='一起做过以上十样的是一辈子的朋友'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-1111903969422357206</id><published>2010-11-11T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T15:58:28.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1) Go to Google Maps &lt;br /&gt;2) Click on Get Directions &lt;br /&gt;3) Type in China as starting point&lt;br /&gt;4) Type in New York as ending point &lt;br /&gt;5) Go to number 93 &amp; 104 on the directions&lt;br /&gt;6) Laugh and Repost ~ =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-3058424724367430838</id><published>2010-11-11T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T12:44:49.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is so TRUE~</title><content type='html'>你可曾有過這樣的經驗？不帶傘時，偏偏下雨；帶了傘時，偏不下雨！在門外，電話鈴猛響；進了門，就不響了！這樣的事兒總是無可奈何，但在我們日常生活中卻是常有！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「莫非定律」講的正是你我的尷尬，點的正是你我共同的弱點，騷的正是你我共同的癢處！自從我無意間在光華商場翻到它：「莫非定律」，那一刻，它便成了我的聖經！我相信讀過它，它也會成為你的！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;莫非者，查無其人，是個虛構人物：一九五○年代美國海軍的教育宣導卡通裡面，有個笨手笨腳的機械士叫做莫非。所謂莫非定律，最早就是出自這部卡通。後來又衍生出各式各樣的莫非定律，原來的那一則因而又被稱為莫非第一定律 (Murphy's First Law)。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;莫非定律風行一時，世界各地的人都能琅琅上口。不少好事者也動腦筋想出各式各樣的定律原理，其中不乏許多有趣的想法。以下就列舉一些與讀者共享。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★莫非定律&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一、別試圖教豬唱歌，這樣不但不會有結果，還會惹豬不高興！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;二、別跟傻瓜吵架，不然旁人會搞不清楚，到底誰是傻瓜！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三、不要以為自已很重要，因為沒有你，太陽明天還是一樣從東方升上來！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●開宗明義&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;莫非定律；凡事只要有可能出錯，那就一定會出錯。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;莫非哲學；笑一笑，明天未必比今天好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;莫非準則；好看的未必好用。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●開始&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好的開始，未必就有好結果。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;壞的開始，結果往往會更糟。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你若幫助了一個急 需用錢的朋友，他一定會記得你─( 在他下次急需用錢的時候。)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●領導人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愚人居高位，正如一個人置身山頂，他會小看每個人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每個人也會小看他。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●智愚之間&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有能力的──讓他做。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沒能力的──教他做。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;做不來的──管理他。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●愛情&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你愛上的人，總以為你愛上他是因為；他使你想起你的老情人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你最後硬著頭皮寄出的情書；寄達對方的時間有多長，你反悔的時間就有多長。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●早到與晚到&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你早到了，會議卻取消。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你準時到，卻還要等。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遲到，就是遲了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●品質保證&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一種產品保證60天不會故障，等於保證第61天一定就會壞掉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●東西&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;東西久久都派不上用場，就可以丟掉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;東西一丟掉，往往就 必須要用它。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●尋找失物&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你丟掉東西時，最先去找的地方，往往也是可能找到的最後一個地方。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你往往會找到不是你正想找的東西。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●精彩&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  你出去買爆米花的時候，銀幕上偏偏就出現了精彩鏡頭。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●排隊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;另一排總是動的比較快。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你換到另一排，你原來站的那一排，就開始動的比較快了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你站的越久，越有可能是站錯了排。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●失事報導&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;失事的地點越遠，傷亡的人數就得越多，否則寫不成一則故事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●攜伴出遊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你攜伴出遊，越不想讓人看見，越會遇見熟人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●相對論&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一分鐘有多長？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這要看你是蹲在廁所裡面，還是等在廁所外面。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●撥錯電話號碼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;撥錯電話號碼時，總不會打不通。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●結局&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有個恐怖的結局，總好過恐怖綿綿無絕期。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copied from :http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=461742454719&amp;id=403142035056&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-3058424724367430838?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-5770340384585843589</id><published>2010-11-09T15:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T15:49:45.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>有些东西不是说失去了就可以放下,由其是爱情</title><content type='html'>两人分手后多年&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在一个城市不期而遇&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男：“你好吗?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女：“好”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男：“他好吗?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女：“好”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女：“你好吗?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男：“好”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女：“她好吗?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男：“她刚才告诉我她很好”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-5770340384585843589?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-8958375489989634592</id><published>2010-11-08T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T17:15:37.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Betty or Ainon?</title><content type='html'>Today I'll be going for dinner at Betty's Kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;The name Betty... is also a cartoon character's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betty Boop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Up1XJbAodM/S2g42X2NsWI/AAAAAAAADSA/osGe8GCJVCU/s400/Betty+Boop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Up1XJbAodM/S2g42X2NsWI/AAAAAAAADSA/osGe8GCJVCU/s400/Betty+Boop.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, I also saw other Betty around the world such as "Ugly Betty" and all sorts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this got my attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.judiciaryreport.com/images/Betty-La-Fea-12-4-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.judiciaryreport.com/images/Betty-La-Fea-12-4-09.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks just like my Form 4 English Teacher - Pn. Ainon&lt;br /&gt;Ah... memories of good old Michaelian days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-8958375489989634592?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8958375489989634592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=8958375489989634592' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/8958375489989634592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/8958375489989634592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2010/11/betty-or-ainon.html' title='Betty or Ainon?'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Up1XJbAodM/S2g42X2NsWI/AAAAAAAADSA/osGe8GCJVCU/s72-c/Betty+Boop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-8490549344934647403</id><published>2010-11-08T11:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T11:32:54.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>很有意思的一篇大学生活文章</title><content type='html'>1.中学时我和同桌上课借过书，吵过架。现在我的旁边每节课是 不同的面孔，打了招呼，下课却忘记了这张脸。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于是，我明白了，我在成长。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2. 父母送我去大学报到，临走的时候，我爸来和我告别，我问我妈呢，我爸说 “你妈怕你哭，就没来。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大二暑假我回家，我爸无意中说 “其实你妈当时就在马路对面。你转身进学校，你妈就哭了。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于是，我懂了，在成长面前，妈妈也是脆弱的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 大学报到，我父母陪同，铺床、买用品。我有个室友，自己自己在那边铺床，后来我才知道他是自己来报到的，我很佩服他，也很佩服父母这么放得开孩子，自愧不 如。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又一次吃饭，我和这个室友说，我很佩服你自己来学校。他说：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“你羡慕我独立，我羡慕你身边很温暖。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然后，我懂得，当我看别人的时候，别人也在看我，为何我要忽略自己？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 刚上大一时候，室友在另一室友怂恿下果断甩了在外地的现任女友，坐了2个小时地铁去向另一女生表白，无奈惨痛被拒。大学过半，至今仍孤身一人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于 是，我懂了，在没有确定下家之前，不要放了上家。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 大一的时候有一次拉肚子，给妈妈打电话不停的诉苦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大二的时候我一个室友打球撞掉了一块舌头，缝上了有一段不能说话。后来我问他你妈知道 么，他说没告诉，怕她担心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于是，我懂了，我的痛哭会被距离放大， 千 里之外，妈妈比我更痛苦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 大一下学期的时候给妈妈打电话，有段时间她没说几句就放了电话，她说她在忙工作。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;寒假回家的时候我爸告诉我，其实妈妈那段时间正在住院， 半 个月里，每次接我电话之前，她就叫病房里的人不要说话，也不敢和我聊很长时间，怕露馅。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于是， 我懂得，有 时候隐瞒，也是一种爱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 大学之前，自己只管学习，脏衣服一仍有人洗，饿了张嘴有饭吃。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那时候我还嫌衣服少，饭不好吃。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;上了大学，看着床底下塞得一 坨 坨的脏衣服，捶了捶背只能继续一件一件的洗。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;盯着食堂的饭菜，叹了叹气，只能硬着头皮放下咽。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于 是，懂了，以为平平常常的东西，等自己完全承担了，就觉得不那么容易了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. 高中时候上课偷摸看个学海、手机杂志，惬意的不得了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一边看着小说，一遍提防着老师，看的也不亦乐乎。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;上了大学，偶然一次 经 过报亭，买了本杂志，给了老板三块，老板说三块五。我问什么时候涨了得，老板说涨了有一年多了。我才发现，中学时，从来只是借，从没自己掏钱买过。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于 是，我懂得，是不是有些老友和快乐我们慢慢忘记了？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. 学校开学很早，基本过年之后过不了十五就要上学。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今年正月十五，和奶奶视频。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我说：奶奶，你看你孙子都长这么多胡子了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我 不知奶奶听见没有，她就在那边笑，我在这边却哭了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于是，我懂得，时间和距离向前延伸，最终会失 去些什 么，所以要珍惜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 10. 刚上大学的时候，我觉得自己是个异类：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晚上在走廊上校内，路人甲乙经过，大声说校内真无聊，然后我就赶紧把本合 上了；&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我 在自习室吃椰浆饭，路人甲乙讨论，椰浆饭真垃圾，又没营养还有毒，我把半盒饭收到塑料袋里了；&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我用电脑上MSN， 路人甲乙又讨论，MSN真 老土，我习惯Skype，我脸红的把MSN关了，说实话Skype咋用我都不知道；&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我拿着4级单词背的使劲的， 路人甲乙在旁边议论，我觉得 GRE和TOFUL高分还是有规律的，我无颜的收起了英语单词本；&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这个世界太多路人了，所以我更习惯走胡同， 因为人少，但是胡同越走越窄， 往往还是死胡同，所以只能靠边走马路，把中间让给浩浩荡荡的路人，但是在路边经常掉进下水道里，或者侥幸逃过井盖却不留神撞在了树上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后 来，看看自己，虽然没有什么大鸣大放，但我的大学生活同样让“路人”们羡慕。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于是，我懂了，好好走 自己的 路，使劲的跟着别人，弄不好就摔了。还是仔细认真的看着自己的路。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 11. 中学时为了赖一会床，想尽各种理由请假，拉肚子、鼻子出血、感冒。。。但请假条落款都是我本人的名字。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;上了大学之后不用理由，想睡就睡， 点 名让别人帮你划一笔，弄到最后，把自己的名字都弄丢了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于是，明白了，担当啊，把责任放在身 上，就明白 了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. 高中的时候熬不住了就想再坚持一下，到时候考个大学上上就得了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大学了，看着自己的专业，看看以前的同学出国的出国，奖学金的奖学金，然 后 开始骂自己，当初怎么不再多坚持一下。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于是，懂得了，人的确有无限的潜力，如果以现状看从前。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. 上大学前生活在父母的臂膀下，看病可以走关系找好医生，上学可以走后门进好班，去哪里父母和朋友打个照顾就能得到照顾。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大学后父母罩不到 我，去哪里不仅要排队，还要被强行插队。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于是，就懂了，常常自以为是，看不起父母，其实自己什么 都不是。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. 以前学习，半年一本书，然后还要好好保管，高考前还要重新看。书里的内容多年后翻看，还会有回忆。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大学之后，一学期一本书，用过之后就卖 掉 或放在某处，想想自己学过的书是什么样封面，没有什么印象。准备考研重新看的时候，感觉怎么都是新书。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于 是，就懂得了，有时候，重复让人踏实，新鲜反而让人无感。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. 硬着头皮进大学学设计，虽然在别人看来我这个学校的设计有多么多么负盛名，其实冷暖自知。刚上大学的时候我想出国，成绩不行想转专业，转专业未果准备考公 务员，公务员考试越来越激烈越来越黑于是准备CPA。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;开始我想环游世界，后来想赚大钱，后来想有稳定的工作，再后来希望顺利找到好工作。 我 的梦想在越来越萎缩，却被认为越来越实际，务实。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于是，我懂了，在现实和梦想之间，我们都是从 梦想趋向于 现实的以至于越来越偏离，等现实满足了，再看梦想，已经远的看不到了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 16. 大学之前，谈恋爱要偷偷摸摸的，遮遮掩掩，不能见光。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大学之后，单身的要偷偷摸摸，遮遮掩掩，不能见光。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于 是，我懂了，有时候，合理不合理只是一线之隔。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. 高中的时候老给老师起外号，私下里同学都这么叫。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大学了，想给老师起外号，却发现根本不知道老师名字怎么叫。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于 是，懂了，有些幼稚的游戏，已经玩不下去了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 18. 刚上初中那年，Twins出道，青春可爱，不少同学是她们的粉丝。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;高三那年，阿娇艳照门，偷偷摸摸各种搜集艳照互相传阅，很傻很天真，难 以 相信。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大二这年，阿sa宣布离婚，镜头前流泪，不舍婚姻。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于是，懂了，在成长 的，不只我一 个人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. 初一的时候，罗文去世。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;初二的时候，张国荣从高楼跳下。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;下一年某个英语课，用手机上网，知道了从小听到大的电台不再有梅艳 芳 的声音。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于是，懂得了，长大了，不知道有多少人要离我们而去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 20. 高中的时候能跑能跳都得憋着，能说会唱都得忍着，高考只考语文高数历史簿记地理化学物理生物。大家都是同一笼包子，看上去一样。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大学里， 玩 的就是素质，有特长就能独当一面，虽然进来的时候都是包子，但就看哪个包子褶儿多，哪个包子长得像汉堡，拼个性。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于 是，懂了，就算自己哪儿都短，关键时刻还是得有一特长。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. 高中的时候只能穿校服，走到哪年龄大的就叫我小弟，年龄小的就叫我学长。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大学没校服，地铁上三姑六婆都管我叫阿哥，初中生还喊我叔叔，还 得 硬着头皮答复。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于是，懂了，实质上，我们早就不是孩子了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. 高中时候看只看本地天气预报。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大学了看两个天气预报除了所在的城市，总也不忘看看家里的天气。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于 是，懂得了，走得再远，还是挂念那个不怎么繁华的家乡。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大 学就是学会面对爸妈一点点老了，我们长大了，以为是somebody的自己变成了nobody也可以接受了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大一，时间好多，多到不知道 怎 么安排&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大二，烦恼好多，多到不知道怎么处理&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大三，事情好多，多到不知道怎么应付&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大四，纠结好多，多到不知 道怎 么放下&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;转眼间，大学毕业，参加工作&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回首，发现回忆很多，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再回首，发现失落更多~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其 实有些 还是对的，不过大学还是忙点好。不忙也是玩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share by槟城人Penang Lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.facebook.com/penanglang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-8490549344934647403?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8490549344934647403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=8490549344934647403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/8490549344934647403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/8490549344934647403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='很有意思的一篇大学生活文章'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-7360000735134229461</id><published>2010-11-06T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T01:58:01.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being a friend means giving someone something they need even when they cant ask for it.&lt;br /&gt;And it also means not giving up on them when they say "no, thank you".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-7360000735134229461?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7360000735134229461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=7360000735134229461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7360000735134229461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7360000735134229461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2010/11/being-friend-means-giving-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-2107342617673283445</id><published>2010-10-26T14:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T14:43:46.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>讓自己清醒的19句話</title><content type='html'>讓自己清醒的19句話&lt;br /&gt;by Fanny Lu on Monday, October 4, 2010 at 11:02pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1、如果發簡訊給一個人，他一直不回，不要再發了。沒有這麼卑微的等待。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2、如果沒有人陪，學著一個人聽音樂看書寫點心情日記。這是個好習慣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3、如果一個人很難過，找個角落或者在被子裏哭一下，不需要別人同情可憐，哭過之後一樣開心生活。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4、如果一個人開始怠慢你，請你離開他。不懂珍惜你的人不要為之不舍，更不必繼續付出你的友情或愛情，到頭來受傷的是自己，他人不會為之難過。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5、如果可以不抽煙，別抽。如果可以不喝酒，別喝。這是不愛惜自己身體的表現，如果只因一些人，那麼我們別傻了，愛你的人不會讓你難過的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6、傷心的時候找個信任的朋友訴說一下，不要一個人默默承受，這只會會更添寂寞感與憂傷。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7、不開心的時候白天看看藍天晚上看看夜色，廣闊的天空自有屬於我們愛，寧可高傲的發黴不要低調的戀愛。跟自己說我是最好的，保持一份自信。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8、寧缺毋濫。不要因為寂寞隨手抓一個戀人，這對兩人都不公平，而且太缺乏責任感。找個知己不要是戀人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9、記住你喜歡的人的生日，包括你的家人，當然，還有自己。生日沒有人送禮物也無所謂，你可以買精美的禮物，送給媽媽和爸爸。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10、閑下來的時候，放一段柔情音樂，翻閱幾頁好書，然後睡個懶覺，快哉。心情不好的時候，也可以睡一覺。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11、從現在開始，聰明一點，不要問別人想不想你？愛不愛你？若是要想你或者愛你自然會對你說，但是從你的嘴裏說出來，別人會很驕傲和不在乎你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12、不要太在意一些人太在乎一些事，順其自然以最佳心態面對。因為這世界就是這麼不公平往往在最在乎的事物面前我們最沒有價值。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13、不要為了任何人任何事折磨自己。比如不吃飯、哭泣、自閉、抑鬱，這些都是傻瓜才做的事。當然，偶爾傻一下有必要，人生不必時時聰明。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14、任何情況下，背後不說他人是非。如果你一定要說，說好話。多個朋友是好事，即使不是很要好的，總比因為自己說話不慎重不思考而多一個敵人好得多。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15、允許偶爾看肥皂劇，但不可成為依賴。允許偶爾披頭散髮，但要注重場合。允許偶爾罵髒話，但只限在老友面前或者獨自一人時，說過後記得要忘掉那些讓你難過的事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16、一定要有幾個異性朋友，沒有非分之想，就是關鍵時候，能幫你出出主意的好友。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17、學會承受痛苦自己調整心態。有些話，適合爛在心裏，有些痛苦，適合無聲無息的忘記。當經歷過，你成長了，自己知道就好。很多改變，不需要你自己說，別人會看得到。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18、能不和人爭吵儘量避免。一個發怒的人是很恐怖的，會因控制不了情緒變成瘋子。忍耐然後思索問題的根源最後平靜心態解決它。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19、不管和誰有了矛盾和彆扭，解決的時間不要超過24小時。否則麻煩會更多。在可以接受的範圍內，先道歉。有時候做壞人不是件真的壞事。﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-2107342617673283445?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2107342617673283445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=2107342617673283445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/2107342617673283445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/2107342617673283445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2010/10/19.html' title='讓自己清醒的19句話'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-4091846411817899602</id><published>2010-10-24T04:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T04:35:45.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Real breakthroughs happen because someone is scared to death to stop trying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-4091846411817899602?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/4091846411817899602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=4091846411817899602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/4091846411817899602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/4091846411817899602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2010/10/real-breakthroughs-happen-because.html' title=''/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-113590801634941563</id><published>2010-10-24T03:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T03:54:54.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You don't find something you love that much and let it go. You hold on to it, throw yourself in deeper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-113590801634941563?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/113590801634941563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=113590801634941563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/113590801634941563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/113590801634941563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-dont-find-something-you-love-that.html' title=''/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-7853196454072796289</id><published>2010-10-21T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T12:59:29.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lee Kuan Yew: The last farewell to my wife</title><content type='html'>This eulogy by Singapore’s Minister Mentor Lee Kuan Yew was delivered at the funeral service of his wife, Kwa Geok Choo, at a private ceremony at Mandai Crematorium on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kwa Geok Choo&lt;br /&gt;1920-2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANCIENT peoples developed and ritualised mourning practices to express the shared grief of family and friends, and together show not fear or distaste for death, but respect for the dead one; and to give comfort to the living who will miss the deceased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recall the ritual mourning when my maternal grandmother died some 75 years ago. For five nights the family gathered to sing her praises and wail and mourn at her departure, led by a practised professional mourner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such rituals are no longer observed. My family’s sorrow is to be expressed in personal tributes to the matriarch of our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In October 2003 when she had her first stroke, we had a strong intimation of our mortality.&lt;br /&gt;Lee Kuan Yew bidding farewell to his ‘tower of strength’. –AFP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I have been together since 1947 for more than three quarters of our lives. My grief at her passing cannot be expressed in words. But today (Wednesday), when recounting our lives together, I would like to celebrate her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a young man with an interrupted education at Raffles College, and no steady job or profession, her parents did not look upon me as a desirable son-in-law. But she had faith in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had committed ourselves to each other. I decided to leave for England in September 1946 to read law, leaving her to return to Raffles College to try to win one of the two Queen’s Scholarships awarded yearly. We knew that only one Singaporean would be awarded. I had the resources, and sailed for England, and hoped that she would join me after winning the Queen’s Scholarship. If she did not win it, she would have to wait for me for three years. In June the next year, 1947, she did win it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have kept each other company ever since. We married privately in December 1947 at Stratford-upon-Avon. At Cambridge, we both put in our best efforts. She took a first in two years in Law Tripos II. I took a double first, and a starred first for the finals, but in three years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returning to Singapore, we both were taken on as legal assistants in Laycock &amp; Ong, a thriving law firm in Malacca Street. Then we married officially a second time that September 1950 to please our parents and friends. She practised conveyancing and draftsmanship, I did litigation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In February 1952, our first son, Hsien Loong, was born. She took maternity leave for a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That February, I was asked by John Laycock, the Senior Partner, to take up the case of the Postal and Telecommunications Uniformed Staff Union, the postmen’s union.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were negotiating with the government for better terms and conditions of service. After a fortnight, they won concessions from the government. Choo, who was at home on maternity leave, pencilled through my draft statements, making them simple and clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years, she influenced my writing style. Now I write in short sentences, in the active voice. We gradually influenced each other’s ways and habits as we adjusted to and accommodated each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We knew that we could not stay starry-eyed lovers all our lives; that life was an on-going challenge with new problems to resolve and manage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had two more children, Wei Ling in 1955 and Hsien Yang in 1957. She brought them up to be well-behaved, polite, considerate and never to throw their weight around as the prime minister’s children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a lawyer, she earned enough to free me from worries about the future of our children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She saw the price I paid for not having mastered Mandarin when I was young. We decided to send all three children to Chinese kindergarten and schools. She made sure they learned English and Malay well at home. Her nurturing has equipped them for life in a multi-lingual region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never argued over the upbringing of our children, nor over financial matters. Our earnings and assets were jointly held. We were each other’s confidant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had simple pleasures. We would walk around the Istana gardens in the evening, and I would hit golf balls to relax. Later, when we had grandchildren, she would take them to feed the fish and the swans in the Istana ponds. Then we would swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was interested in her surroundings, for instance, that many bird varieties were pushed out by mynahs and crows eating up the insects and vegetation. She discovered the curator of the gardens had cleared wild grasses and swing fogged for mosquitoes, killing off insects they fed on. She stopped this and the bird varieties returned. She surrounded the swimming pool with free flowering scented flowers and derived great pleasure smelling them as she swam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knew each flower by its popular and botanical names. She had an enormous capacity for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had majored in English literature at Raffles College and was a voracious reader, reading everything from Jane Austen to J.R.R. Tolkien, from Thucydides’ The Peloponnesian Wars to Virgil’s Aeneid, to The Oxford Companion to Food, and Seafood of Southeast Asia, to Roadside Trees of Malaya, and Birds of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She helped me draft the Constitution of the PAP. For the inaugural meeting at Victoria Memorial Hall on 4 November 1954, she gathered the wives of the founder members to sew rosettes for those who were going on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my first election for Tanjong Pagar, our home in Oxley Road became the HQ to assign cars provided by my supporters to ferry voters to the polling booth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She warned me that I could not trust my new found associates, the leftwing trade unionists led by Lim Chin Siong. She was furious that he never sent their high school student helpers to canvass for me in Tanjong Pagar, yet demanded the use of cars provided by my supporters to ferry my Tanjong Pagar voters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had an uncanny ability to read the character of a person. She would sometimes warn me to be careful of certain persons; often, she turned out to be right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were about to join Malaysia, she told me that we would not succeed because the Umno Malay leaders had such different lifestyles and because their politics were communally-based, on race and religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied that we had to make it work as there was no better choice. But she was right. We were asked to leave Malaysia before two years had passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When separation was imminent (in 1965), Eddie Barker, as Law Minister, drew up the draft legislation for the separation. But he did not include an undertaking by the Federation Government to guarantee the observance of the two water agreements between the PUB (Public Utilities Board) and the Johor state government. I asked Choo to include this. She drafted the undertaking as part of the constitutional amendment of the Federation of Malaysia Constitution itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was precise and meticulous in her choice of words. The amendment statute was annexed to the Separation Agreement, which we then registered with the United Nations. The then Commonwealth Secretary Arthur Bottomley said that if other federations were to separate, he hoped they would do it as professionally as Singapore and Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a compliment to Eddie and Choo’s professional skills. Each time Malaysian leaders threatened to cut off our water supply, I was reassured that this clear and solemn international undertaking by the Malaysian government in its Constitution will get us a ruling by the UNSC (United Nations Security Council).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After her first stroke, she lost her left field of vision. This slowed down her reading. She learned to cope, reading with the help of a ruler. She swam every evening and kept fit. She continued to travel with me, and stayed active despite the stroke. She stayed in touch with her family and old friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She listened to her collection of CDs, mostly classical, plus some golden oldies. She jocularly divided her life into “before stroke” and “after stroke”, like BC and AD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was friendly and considerate to all associated with her. She would banter with her WSOs (woman security officers) and correct their English grammar and pronunciation in a friendly and cheerful way. Her former WSOs visited her when she was at NNI (National Neuroscience Institute). I thank them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her second stroke on 12 May 2008 was more disabling. I encouraged and cheered her on, helped by a magnificent team of doctors, surgeons, therapists and nurses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her nurses, WSOs and maids all grew fond of her because she was warm and considerate. When she coughed, she would take her small pillow to cover her mouth because she worried for them and did not want to infect them. Her mind remained clear but her voice became weaker. When I kissed her on her cheek, she told me not to come too close to her in case I caught her pneumonia. When given some peaches in hospital, she asked the maid to take one home for my lunch. I was at the centre of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 24 June 2008, a CT scan revealed another bleed again on the right side of her brain. There was not much more that medicine or surgery could do except to keep her comfortable. I brought her home on 3 July 2008. The doctors expected her to last a few weeks. She lived till 2nd October, 2 years and 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She remained lucid. That gave time for me and my children to come to terms with the inevitable. In the final few months, her faculties declined. She could not speak but her cognition remained. She looked forward to have me talk to her every evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her last wish she shared with me was to enjoin our children to have our ashes placed together, as we were in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last two years of her life were the most difficult. She was bedridden after small successive strokes; she could not speak but she was still cognisant. Every night she would wait for me to sit by her to tell her of my day’s activities and to read her favourite poems. Then she would sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have precious memories of our 63 years together. Without her, I would be a different man, with a different life. She devoted herself to me and our children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was always there when I needed her. She has lived a life full of warmth and meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should find solace in her 89 years of a life well lived. But at this moment of the final parting, my heart is heavy with sorrow and grief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from The Star, Sunday October 10, 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-7853196454072796289?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7853196454072796289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=7853196454072796289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7853196454072796289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7853196454072796289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2010/10/lee-kuan-yew-last-farewell-to-my-wife.html' title='Lee Kuan Yew: The last farewell to my wife'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-2649279604633719333</id><published>2010-10-20T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T11:18:40.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Antebellum - Need You Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eB7T3lJ3dZ4"&gt;Lady Antebellum - Need You Now&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture perfect memories, scattered all around the floor.&lt;br /&gt;Reaching for the phone cause, I can't fight it any more.&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if I ever cross your mind.&lt;br /&gt;For me it happens all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now.&lt;br /&gt;I said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how I can do without, I just need you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shot of whiskey, can't stop looking at the door.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you'd come sweeping in the way you did before.&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if I ever cross your mind.&lt;br /&gt;For me it happens all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a quarter after one, I'm a little drunk and I need you now.&lt;br /&gt;I said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how I can do without, I just need you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'd rather hurt than feel nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now.&lt;br /&gt;And I said I wouldn't call, but I'm a little drunk and I need you now.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how I can do without, I just need you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby I need you now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-2649279604633719333?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2649279604633719333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=2649279604633719333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/2649279604633719333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/2649279604633719333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2010/10/lady-antebellum-need-you-now.html' title='Lady Antebellum - Need You Now'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-5601989783327531267</id><published>2010-10-19T17:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T17:14:25.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We have no right to ask when sorrow comes, "Why did this happen to me?" unless we ask the same question for every moment of happiness that comes our way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-5601989783327531267?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/5601989783327531267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=5601989783327531267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/5601989783327531267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/5601989783327531267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-have-no-right-to-ask-when-sorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-5598431809850412130</id><published>2010-10-19T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T16:30:23.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A smile is an inexpensive way to change your looks. - Charles Gordy</title><content type='html'>A smile costs nothing but gives much. It enriches those who receive without making poorer those who give. It takes but a moment, but the memory of it sometimes lasts forever. None is so rich or mighty that he cannot get along without it and none is so poor that he cannot be made rich by it. Yet a smile cannot be bought, begged, borrowed, or stolen, for it is something that is of no value to anyone until it is given away. Some people are too tired to give you a smile. Give them one of yours, as none needs a smile so much as he who has no more to give. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: Wisdom Quotes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-5598431809850412130?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/5598431809850412130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=5598431809850412130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/5598431809850412130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/5598431809850412130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2010/10/smile-is-inexpensive-way-to-change-your.html' title='A smile is an inexpensive way to change your looks. - Charles Gordy'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-1909397692265510135</id><published>2010-10-14T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T21:21:53.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I spent my life respecting science and logic, rejecting religion. When it comes right down to difficult times, I'd be praying for a miracle to happen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-1909397692265510135?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1909397692265510135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=1909397692265510135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/1909397692265510135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/1909397692265510135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-spent-my-life-respecting-science-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-4197214553550213677</id><published>2010-10-14T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T21:09:36.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's a reason why people say we shouldn't expect too much,no one wants to see someone they care about end up disappointed.We instinctively act to protect our own from being hurt, and do what we can to make the right choices for people we love.But the reason we have expectations in the first place, is because we want to aim as high as we can. Because when you love someone, there's no limit to what you can accomplish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-4197214553550213677?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/4197214553550213677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=4197214553550213677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/4197214553550213677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/4197214553550213677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2010/10/theres-reason-why-people-say-we.html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-2469900341777601867</id><published>2010-06-29T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T23:28:32.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/TCoQJhGhjMI/AAAAAAAAAdc/X9aCQI3RNCs/s1600/tumblr_l44n122Kkj1qc06euo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/TCoQJhGhjMI/AAAAAAAAAdc/X9aCQI3RNCs/s320/tumblr_l44n122Kkj1qc06euo1_500.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488216851594972354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/TCoQJhGhjMI/AAAAAAAAAdc/X9aCQI3RNCs/s72-c/tumblr_l44n122Kkj1qc06euo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-4142534065091409935</id><published>2010-06-07T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T22:45:57.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sun Is Shining Down</title><content type='html'>How many more days can you hold out &lt;br /&gt;How much longer can you wait she asked &lt;br /&gt;There was a time I thought I, I could answer &lt;br /&gt;But my tongue gets tied as my thoughts drift away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory, Glory - Hallelujah &lt;br /&gt;The sun is shining, shining down &lt;br /&gt;Glory, Glory - Hallelujah &lt;br /&gt;I'm alive and I'm feeling, feeling fine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those simple thoughts all those peaceful dreams &lt;br /&gt;Share the space with a hard worked, hard worked day &lt;br /&gt;But it's the little things, the little things not expectation &lt;br /&gt;That make life worth living, worth living &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory, Glory - Hallelujah &lt;br /&gt;The sun is shining, shining down &lt;br /&gt;Glory, Glory - Hallelujah &lt;br /&gt;And the world Lord, world is fine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory, Glory - Hallelujah &lt;br /&gt;The sun is shining, shining down &lt;br /&gt;Glory, Glory - Hallelujah &lt;br /&gt;I'm alive and I'm feeling Lord, feeling, feeling, feeling fine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-4142534065091409935?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/4142534065091409935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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story</title><content type='html'>Realizing that some of my best friends would not be a permanent part of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least the good memories remain and will be forever remembered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-4548150635134139963?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/4548150635134139963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=4548150635134139963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/4548150635134139963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-623741658060903731</id><published>2010-03-04T09:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T09:24:52.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is funny...</title><content type='html'>Joking Time …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bus carrying only ugly people crashes into an oncoming truck, and everyone inside dies. They then get to meet God, and because of the grief they have experienced; He decides to grant them one wish each, before they enter heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They’re all lined up, and God asks the first one what the wish is. “I want to be gorgeous,” and so God snaps His fingers, and it is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one in line hears this and says “I want to be gorgeous too.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another snap of His fingers and the wish is granted. This goes on for a while but when God is halfway down the line, the last guy in line starts laughing. When there are only ten people left, this guy is rolling on the floor, laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, God reaches this guy and asks him what his wish will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy calms down and says: “Make ‘em all ugly again.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-623741658060903731?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/623741658060903731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=623741658060903731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/623741658060903731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/623741658060903731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-funny.html' title='This is funny...'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-4777104179229170708</id><published>2010-02-25T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T20:44:20.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's easy to be nice to people you like, but being nice to people you hate... That's a skill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-4777104179229170708?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/4777104179229170708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=4777104179229170708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/4777104179229170708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/4777104179229170708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-easy-to-be-nice-to-people-you-like.html' title=''/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-2749002560452026037</id><published>2010-02-08T10:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T10:24:46.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Washed Off</title><content type='html'>I use to dream that someday I'm gonna be so rich... SO BLOODY RICH&lt;br /&gt;that I got so much cash that it's like clothes need to be washed and ironed like those in  the cartoon (Richie Rich to be specific)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now... It's not quite possible already after I read this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2010/2/8/nation/5634765&amp;sec=nation"&gt;All cleaned out after leaving wallet in the wash&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG... the new RM50 notes was completely washed off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so there go my childhood dream...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-2749002560452026037?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2749002560452026037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=2749002560452026037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/2749002560452026037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/2749002560452026037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2010/02/washed-off.html' title='Washed Off'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-7082078949665433866</id><published>2009-11-17T12:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T12:57:10.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just beautiful</title><content type='html'>Quoted from Grey Anatomy S05E22, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Today's the day my life begins. All my life I've been just me. Just a smartmouthed kid. Today I become a man. Today I become a husband. Today I become accountable to someone other than myself. Today I become accountable to you. To our future. To all the possibilities that our marriage has to offer. Together no matter what happens I'll be ready for anything for everything. To take on life. To take on love. To take on the possibility and responsibility. Today Izzie Stevens our life together begins and I for one can't wait.&lt;/blockquote&gt; - Justin Chambers as Dr. Alex Karev at the wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Today is the day my life begins. Today, I become a citizen of the world. Today, I become a grown up. Today, I become accountable to someone other than myself and my parents, accountable for more than my grades. Today, I become accountable to the world, to the future, to all the possibilities that life has to offer. Starting today, my job is to show up, wide eyed and willing and ready. For what? I don’t know. For anything. For everything. To take on life. To take on love. To take on the responsibility and possibility. Today, my friends, our lives begin. And I for one, can’t wait.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Becca Wells, Grey’s Anatomy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-7082078949665433866?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7082078949665433866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=7082078949665433866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7082078949665433866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7082078949665433866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-beautiful.html' title='Just beautiful'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-7580667737844268160</id><published>2009-11-05T20:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:45:11.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Datuk Seri Najib Tun Razak said on Sunday that racist comments from “one or two Umno leaders” should be ignored because the majority of members in the party were not racists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2009/11/5/focus/5043123&amp;sec=focus"&gt;Weed out racists, not ignore them&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the leaders are chosen to represent the majority. If not why do we need a leader anyway? Without a leader, everyone speaks for themselves; when everyone is speaking, nobody is listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Politicians : &lt;br /&gt;Comment with negative response - ignore them;&lt;br /&gt;Comment with positive response - Plz listen to him (and SUPPORT ME because he's helping me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is KANASAI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-7580667737844268160?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7580667737844268160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=7580667737844268160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7580667737844268160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7580667737844268160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/11/datuk-seri-najib-tun-razak-said-on.html' title=''/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-7500270555393587636</id><published>2009-08-28T03:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T01:30:54.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>机器侠 - 超爆笑</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img1.qq.com/tech/pics/15951/15951834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://img1.qq.com/tech/pics/15951/15951834.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看了这部电影，觉得还不错啦。。。&lt;br /&gt;那些电脑画面会很夸张，但是很多爆笑剧。。。&lt;br /&gt;也许有人会觉得机器侠有很多“抄”西片，如：Ironman 和 Transformer之类的。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“如果人是上帝制造的，而机器人是人制造的，那人可以怀疑上帝，为什么机器人不可以怀疑人？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;机器打斗的剧场实在是很难忘。。。 K-1战K-88很精彩很有创意。。。 然后，战僵尸先生时超好笑的。。。   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ent.tom.com/uimg/2009/6/25/fanbinbin/1245920218421_77243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 450px;" src="http://ent.tom.com/uimg/2009/6/25/fanbinbin/1245920218421_77243.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;电脑病毒： “春心荡漾369”病毒 和 “江湖义气”病毒 也是超好笑的。。。 来人！。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K-88的email也很废：woman love man man love woman n many woman love man many man love woman@sina.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看了最喜欢的一句就是：&lt;br /&gt;“世俗的眼光通常认为第三者只会破坏别人的幸福，但其实第三者是在为人提供多一个选择，所谓自由恋爱，真正意义在“有的选择，我才是主宰”！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这部戏还不错啦。。。我给： 7/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-7500270555393587636?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7500270555393587636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=7500270555393587636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7500270555393587636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7500270555393587636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_28.html' title='机器侠 - 超爆笑'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-2417301333673619817</id><published>2009-08-26T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T00:04:39.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My childhood picture on FB...</title><content type='html'>Today my cousin posted her childhood pictures in &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=3020877&amp;id=637446850"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;And I was happen to be in one of the picture... Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~Memory~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs122.snc1/5260_129153286850_637446850_3020877_7594711_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs122.snc1/5260_129153286850_637446850_3020877_7594711_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at the picture, I think I was so cute and adorable... &lt;br /&gt;(Hahaha... syok sendiri for a while) &lt;br /&gt;Really... I was loved by not only my parents but also by relatives, I remember when I was little always I get to go kai kai with someone... In Alor Star, I got few aunties to take me out on shopping trips. When come to KL, I get to go many places with relatives too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think back, when I was little boy, I was really a "TOFU" - white and soft...&lt;br /&gt;Fair white beautiful skin, but very "soft" always a cry baby...&lt;br /&gt;I cried a lot when I was little... all the while till standard 6 I always cry for many reasons... Probably I wanted the attention... I just loved to be the center of attention (till now still have that habit too and do cry too from time to time... Hahaha...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doesn't get a lot of toys when I was little. My dad was always "just see enough, don't touch the toys" and then "OK... that's enough, let's move on"... That was the story at toy store... and it's always the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although my childhood doesn't have a lot of toys,but was quite lucky because I get to go a many places compared to my siblings. I remember the annual Port Dickson and Pulau Ketam trip, few years continuously we went there when I went to KL, my grandparent place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... Miss my childhood... miss the good old times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Sweet sweet memories...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-2417301333673619817?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2417301333673619817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=2417301333673619817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/2417301333673619817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/2417301333673619817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-childhood-picture-on-fb.html' title='My childhood picture on FB...'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-4599787760063625094</id><published>2009-08-20T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:54:28.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>最近有点烦</title><content type='html'>一时间很多的改变&lt;br /&gt;生活的改变，&lt;br /&gt;也改变了我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近自己都不了解自己了&lt;br /&gt;很多事情都办得随随便便&lt;br /&gt;做什么东西都是我行我素&lt;br /&gt;做了不但不好还被人批评&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;陌生人我才不理他&lt;br /&gt;得罪了我还被我吊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;终于有人出声了，安慰我，劝告我。。。&lt;br /&gt;他不出声，我也知道自己错了&lt;br /&gt;他讲了出来，我觉得他很长气&lt;br /&gt;得罪了，请原谅我这一时的冲动&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对不起。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-4599787760063625094?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/4599787760063625094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=4599787760063625094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/4599787760063625094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/4599787760063625094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_20.html' title='最近有点烦'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-4993009818759159727</id><published>2009-08-17T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T21:59:02.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In my mind...</title><content type='html'>I cried silently reading a friend's blog...  A few friends lost their grand ma recently. I miss my grandparents too especially Ah Gong and Ah Mah at AS... Both my grandpa aren't very strong edi... day by day they getting thinner and thinner... and the memory lost also become worse day by day. My Ah Yeh now thought of me as "someone" who rent a room upstairs. He got excited when he know that I share the same surname... DUH, I'm your grandson of course we share the same surname!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently a lot of things passes my mind... A lot of things need a decision, but I'm not good at this. Not that I made bad decision but I'm the kind of person that is hard to decide on something. Normally I just waited for someone to made the decision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, it wasn't easy being alone after being "take care" of for so long... For some time, whenever I needed a solution, I can just turn to him. He doesn't always gave the solution but always he gave a lecture and made the option easier. He was like a "Big Brother"... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was the past. I made my decision and sticking with it...&lt;br /&gt;Three more months... Then I'll be at another turning point again... Yet another decision to be made...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-4993009818759159727?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/4993009818759159727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=4993009818759159727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/4993009818759159727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/4993009818759159727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-cried-silently-reading-friends-blog.html' title='In my mind...'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-2809934480484846986</id><published>2009-08-06T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T00:31:38.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你安息吧。。。</title><content type='html'>我本来还认为我不认识他&lt;br /&gt;我们也不算是朋友&lt;br /&gt;但是，他的事我听了不少。。。&lt;br /&gt;知道他家在附近。。。很豪华，很富贵。。。&lt;br /&gt;家里唯一的男孩，学业很棒，美好前途，人都会羡慕。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就是听了不少他的好话，但是没机会了解和认识他&lt;br /&gt;只是在人家口中听回来的。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在他离开了人间。。。&lt;br /&gt;就因为我认为他只是个“朋友的朋友”就不想太多。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天我再看了他的新闻，他的消息。。。 眼睛就湿了。。。&lt;br /&gt;我也了解不到为什么？&lt;br /&gt;该是可怜吧。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就那么突然的走了，可怜他父母，也觉得损失了一个人才。。。&lt;br /&gt;明早，他就要出殡了。。。 &lt;br /&gt;你安息吧。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-2809934480484846986?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2809934480484846986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=2809934480484846986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/2809934480484846986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/2809934480484846986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='你安息吧。。。'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-7212349073493711873</id><published>2009-07-28T11:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T11:50:46.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back as a "student"</title><content type='html'>It's been almost a month new semester have started... &lt;br /&gt;I'm still enjoying my holidays... Redang, Terengganu, Sungai Sedim, Langkawi, Ipoh, Penang, Sungai Klah, Puncak Janing... ...&lt;br /&gt;NICE!!! Good days sure end fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I think I'm finally back being a "student" ... Went for a movie on Wednesday, ICE AGE 3, it's really funny... I like Buck! He's really hilarious... Enjoy watching the movie :)&lt;br /&gt;It's a Wednesday so it's cheap cheap movie day... HAha...&lt;br /&gt;Went out for movies between classes... it's like so so long never do that... &lt;br /&gt;Cant even recall when was the last time I did that... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad the karaoke on Thursday was canceled... I wanna go for cheap cheap "student price" karaoke!!! I'm not desperate, just wanna do something fun ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things sure have change ... I dont get to see some good friends already... Miss them...and the good old times... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the weekend, I was working at MVEC for Maybank's Treats Fair... There were a lot of crowds... and I met Mr Wong(Form 5 Chem@Bio teacher for 5A class).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business was good... and the most interesting I found in the Fair was the clowns... The clowns are not very good in performing the tricks and magic skills ... the tricks are quite common and those simple ones can be seen anywhere...but what got my attention was their "people" skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find them very good at getting people's attention... Clowns don't talk much but they manage to deliver the message to the audience in  their own ways... They got my attention, I always sneak out to see their performance...Without them I guess my work there will be pretty bored... HAha... Sien nahh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-7212349073493711873?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7212349073493711873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=7212349073493711873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7212349073493711873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7212349073493711873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-back-as-student.html' title='I&apos;m back as a &quot;student&quot;'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-6397602443014498024</id><published>2009-07-20T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:09:54.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>开车</title><content type='html'>一个人开车是最寂寞的&lt;br /&gt;但是别 &lt;br /&gt;别扭开收音机来听听歌&lt;br /&gt;因为有些歌曲是很伤人的&lt;br /&gt;太容易就会 想起你了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时爱像开车危险又快乐 &lt;br /&gt;遇上红灯就停了&lt;br /&gt;勉强是不对的我们都知道的&lt;br /&gt;差别的是 &lt;br /&gt;谁会先下车&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-6397602443014498024?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-5195185960498672886</id><published>2009-07-20T20:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:04:49.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>躲不了。。。</title><content type='html'>今天我整天都只是在家里&lt;br /&gt;没曾离开家一步&lt;br /&gt;车子没开过&lt;br /&gt;很久都没这样了。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是我在躲避吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实我有想过要找朋友诉苦&lt;br /&gt;但是我做不到。。。&lt;br /&gt;还没想好开口的句子，&lt;br /&gt;眼泪就快流出来了。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要在人家面前哭。。。&lt;br /&gt;我办不到。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-5195185960498672886?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/5195185960498672886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=5195185960498672886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/5195185960498672886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/5195185960498672886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_20.html' title='躲不了。。。'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-7700335868171650736</id><published>2009-07-20T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:28:49.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object 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title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7700335868171650736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7700335868171650736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-3950728776527824311</id><published>2009-07-20T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:14:34.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What am I to do???</title><content type='html'>What are we now?&lt;br /&gt;We were ONCE "good" friend, could be "best" friend...&lt;br /&gt;But now... things have changed... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what will be next?&lt;br /&gt;More changes or...&lt;br /&gt;is it possible to take back everything and go back to the good old days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still adapting to the recent changes in life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-3950728776527824311?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3950728776527824311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=3950728776527824311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/3950728776527824311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/3950728776527824311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-am-i-to-do.html' title='What am I to do???'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-3442986108371947504</id><published>2009-07-09T02:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T11:47:18.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dealing with it...</title><content type='html'>Is life simple? Sometimes life gets tough... and living become suffering...&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that I have miserable life, just some of the time, a lot of things just happen and it gets tougher and harder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, things still get better eventually but just that I hardly notice it when it comes... But when It's gone, then only I realize it which is not good at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, only 1 thing that we need to do for survival... be STRONG!&lt;br /&gt;We need to realize that SHIT happens, we STEP on it, learn to ACCEPT it, DEAL with it, then GET OVER with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things will eventually get better in time... &lt;br /&gt;For now... just be strong and make it as fulfilling as meaningful as possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the end yet... &lt;br /&gt;"Do not forget to clean the shit. Step on shit, clean the shit,keep walking and get smart and don step on the same shit again because different shit will come along..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally AGREE!!! Must CLEAN UP!!! and NEVER step on the same shit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-3442986108371947504?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3442986108371947504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=3442986108371947504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/3442986108371947504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/3442986108371947504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/07/dealing-with-it.html' title='Dealing with it...'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-8142453741084122068</id><published>2009-07-05T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T00:16:10.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Boss/Friend</title><content type='html'>Today I learn a few things...&lt;br /&gt;I get to know something "not exactly a secret" but it's not announced yet so it's not official yet as well but I heard it from the person himself... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least now I know that someone, somewhere share my feeling... I can at least find him when I'm feeling down again... At least he understands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I learn something from this man as well today. He told me this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I treat you nice, I don't expect a repay... It is my responsibility (as the person in-charge); In turn, you should just appreciate this and accept this little bit,no need to be grateful... In future, do the same to your subordinate"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like spreading "LOVE" to the world... Hahaha... This is certainly better than the thought of "treating other people good, in turn, you wanted the other person to treat you back nice", which now I think of it might be self-centered and wanted something in-return for a good deed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of time, when people asking for help, they'll "push" with the help they given in the past. I don't think that is appropriate. Help should be SINCERE, not because I helped you, you MUST help me when I need help... That is how I feel, this is not whether he is capable to repay the deed or help you or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's something very simple ... Yet made me think a lot...&lt;br /&gt;Refreshment of the Mind...&lt;br /&gt;I'll always keep this in mind...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-8142453741084122068?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8142453741084122068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=8142453741084122068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/8142453741084122068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/8142453741084122068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-bossfriend.html' title='Good Boss/Friend'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-8547750838865321427</id><published>2009-07-04T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:57:25.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4-7-2009</title><content type='html'>I take a long time to think of the "words" to put all this...&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to share "something" but cant think of the right words and phrases...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't sure whether I should post this here or FB... then I decided to let the pictures to "say" the thousand word... &lt;br /&gt;let pictures do the talking but I wasn't sure about "unknown" people so I didn't do this in FB...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I work today... Not a lot to do, I think it is easy money and I enjoy doing simple thing like this sometime...&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/Sk97EdDuNLI/AAAAAAAAAdE/jBl7bWAQC78/s1600-h/DSC08523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/Sk97EdDuNLI/AAAAAAAAAdE/jBl7bWAQC78/s320/DSC08523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354633798416741554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/Sk97ElCsCdI/AAAAAAAAAdM/-TIoLr-k9xI/s1600-h/DSC08524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/Sk97ElCsCdI/AAAAAAAAAdM/-TIoLr-k9xI/s320/DSC08524.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354633800559888850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I personally handmade myself a cotton candy today...&lt;br /&gt;I just make a small one, just wanted to try the experience and I wasn't into that sweet stuff either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not as pretty as the ones on sales... but I'm pretty satisfied... I made it myself! Hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;If you look carefully, you can spot the place where I took a bite/taste of the cotton candy right before I snap this picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/Sk97ExCai9I/AAAAAAAAAdU/sXGmL-BSJYo/s1600-h/DSC08525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/Sk97ExCai9I/AAAAAAAAAdU/sXGmL-BSJYo/s320/DSC08525.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354633803779967954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-8547750838865321427?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8547750838865321427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=8547750838865321427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/8547750838865321427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/8547750838865321427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/07/4-7-2009.html' title='4-7-2009'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/Sk97EdDuNLI/AAAAAAAAAdE/jBl7bWAQC78/s72-c/DSC08523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-352723388879104952</id><published>2009-07-04T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T00:51:43.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things in my head...</title><content type='html'>Something I can't figure my myself...&lt;br /&gt;Is there people following my blog? Why on earth do people want to follow my blog... I don't post interesting things, always it's crap/nonsense, sometimes it's something from my email, and sometimes I do not update for long time for no reason... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I dun share secret here, sometimes, you'll find something about me here, but everything here are things I wanted to share with certain people . There are things I wanted to let people who I cared for to know, but I can't do it directly, so I write, just hoping they'll drop by and see for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;I keep secret as "secret" and they always stay secret otherwise it's not called secret right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday will be the start of a new semester...&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things will not be the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all... I'm no longer staying in Amanah, I'm moving to Cendekiawan... &lt;br /&gt;It's not my first time staying Cendekiawan, but this time, the place kinda disgust...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm staying in Cendekiawan, that also means that I'll be staying in a single room, no more roommate... It was great and a lot of fun having a good roommate... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester, I'll not be seeing many of my friends... This surely makes a lot of difference... Will I be lonely? Will I be eating alone more often? Will I be going to lecture alone having nobody to talk to beside me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not very long... Just a few months... &lt;br /&gt;Will I be alright? ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;... ... &lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've taken a 3 long months break... Did I changed or will I be changing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's for certain that nothing will ever be the same again...&lt;br /&gt;There are more responsibilities at hand...&lt;br /&gt;What will be the outcome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still another question in mind... &lt;br /&gt;Are we still that good friends? Will things be more complicated? Should I/we forgot that day? &lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;... ...&lt;br /&gt;... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;... ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;... ... ... ... ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-352723388879104952?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/352723388879104952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=352723388879104952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/352723388879104952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/352723388879104952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/07/things-in-my-head.html' title='Things in my head...'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-4627911453024155632</id><published>2009-07-01T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T23:08:58.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a long day...</title><content type='html'>Once again tragedy hits family again this time not one but 2...&lt;br /&gt;If you can read chinese, good, read the previous post for what's going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today not in the mood for writing long...&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should just hide for sometime...&lt;br /&gt;I know hiding does make things better but at least I wont get hurt and worries my family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma fan ma fan ma fan ... so fan fan fan fan fan... &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be care free again!!! ARRghhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: Little Xiong Xiong surgery is done... &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow morning will have X-ray to check on his condition...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-4627911453024155632?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/4627911453024155632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=4627911453024155632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/4627911453024155632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/4627911453024155632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-long-day.html' title='It&apos;s a long day...'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-101265858615136515</id><published>2009-07-01T00:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T00:45:40.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>无题。。。</title><content type='html'>很久没写部落格了。。。&lt;br /&gt;之前还想把房价的快乐事件在部落格分享。。。&lt;br /&gt;但是还没办到，就有一连串的不幸事情发生了。&lt;br /&gt;现在心里还在想着写还是不写呢？&lt;br /&gt;用中文写就没那么多人会去读吧。。。我一半的朋友都不会看中文嘛。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今年交通车祸的事件还真不少，之前就是跟我同房的。。。 车头没了，脚伤了。这几天遇见他了，听到他可以打羽毛球，踢球，安心多了，因为还恢复得蛮快。他现在脸色和情绪也很好，跟我回家乡之前比起来好很多。。。&lt;br /&gt;就在星期六，我们晚上溜出去唱K，而且当晚还在城市里绕了几小时。凌晨四点才睡觉。。。&lt;br /&gt;当晚我表哥遇上了交通车祸，而且地点还很靠近9年前我婆婆车祸的地方。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是我表哥的车现在的状况：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/Sko6B00mSzI/AAAAAAAAAc8/L2dXnCs4p-8/s1600-h/2.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/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/Sko6B00mSzI/AAAAAAAAAc8/L2dXnCs4p-8/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353154910116793138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/Sko6BeyxF4I/AAAAAAAAAc0/p-gopUmxmJo/s1600-h/1.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/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/Sko6BeyxF4I/AAAAAAAAAc0/p-gopUmxmJo/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353154904203532162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看起来很不乐观，很严重。。。事实上也很严重，但谢天谢地，表哥他人没事，只是一点点伤。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天。。。灵活的小表弟，也遇上了不幸。。。&lt;br /&gt;在家里跌到，骨头移位了，而且还有可能爆裂。。。&lt;br /&gt;那么晚了，哪里找医生？&lt;br /&gt;要等到明天才能带他去医院。。。&lt;br /&gt;今晚不晓得他睡得到吗？&lt;br /&gt;如果他睡不到，我姑姑和姑丈也没得睡了。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真是一波未平，一波又起。。。真烦。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-101265858615136515?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/101265858615136515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=101265858615136515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/101265858615136515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/101265858615136515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/07/k-9.html' title='无题。。。'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/Sko6B00mSzI/AAAAAAAAAc8/L2dXnCs4p-8/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-2816046144070936064</id><published>2009-06-05T18:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T18:39:15.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>永远在身边 vs soba ni iru ne</title><content type='html'>Both also very nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Chinese version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZPlOqyGWvbk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZPlOqyGWvbk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby boy永遠永遠手牽手 一步兩步一起走 永遠永遠要記得 我們要一起生活 不管晴天的時候﻿ 不管下雨的時候 不放開手到永久 我們要一起生活 ~~~ &lt;br /&gt;I like this MV...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r91YBM4q5eA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r91YBM4q5eA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another similar song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yfETTcuNUSI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yfETTcuNUSI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div 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ne'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-7580690603082309706</id><published>2009-05-24T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T13:36:04.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Football Is Played For 45 Minutes?</title><content type='html'>Why football is played for 45 minutes per half-time? Those who thought of this must have lots of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why people play football for 45 minutes, not 30 minutes or 1 hour? Even&lt;br /&gt;the sports scientist and some of the senior players could not give the right answer. In that confusing situation one person came up with a reasonable answer. He said…”The reason people play this game for 45 minutes is…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 2 teams and there are 11 players in each team. Each player brings his own “2 balls” So in total there are 44 balls. There is one ball on the ground itself. Thus the grand total is 45″. Question Answered !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes there is extra time of 2 minutes, which is the referee’s ball!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-7580690603082309706?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7580690603082309706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=7580690603082309706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7580690603082309706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7580690603082309706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-football-is-played-for-45-minutes.html' title='Why Football Is Played For 45 Minutes?'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-1472376724095183333</id><published>2009-05-21T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T01:03:19.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something that was gone for some time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/ShQ3eh-IH7I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MPUjR85jce4/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/ShQ3eh-IH7I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MPUjR85jce4/s400/2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337952455995432882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini kalo hilang .... mana nak cari lagi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-1472376724095183333?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1472376724095183333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=1472376724095183333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/1472376724095183333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/1472376724095183333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/05/something-that-was-gone-for-some-time.html' title='Something that was gone for some time...'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/ShQ3eh-IH7I/AAAAAAAAAcs/MPUjR85jce4/s72-c/2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-1235817506535952259</id><published>2009-04-28T03:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T03:44:11.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How well do you know Low Chan Yee?</title><content type='html'>Click &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/quizdoyouknowme/take_quiz.jsp?q=380152&amp;key=ZWOT&amp;tr=0406&amp;rid=729926402"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to do the quiz&lt;br /&gt;So How well do you know me?&lt;br /&gt;I know it's been a long time I've not update my blog... &lt;br /&gt;Life been busy and tough at times... &lt;br /&gt;But I manage thru just fine... Not as good as expected but I still get thru well I guess.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm having break... Got back AS almost 2 weeks already.&lt;br /&gt;Life is good for now... Really carefree because got MUM and AH MAH to take care of things at home. And my DAD to take care of my car... Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Too bad I cant go to the B'day Party at Kilikulu's house. If I still at KL I'll definitely go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward for my Redang Trip... then probably soon after that I'll be back in KL to work on my FYP stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How well do you know me?&lt;br /&gt;Just do this QUIZ in FACEBOOK...&lt;br /&gt;It's very easy... I suppose at most only 3 questions need to think only... &lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/quizdoyouknowme/take_quiz.jsp?q=380152&amp;key=ZWOT&amp;tr=0406&amp;rid=729926402"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to do the quiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-1235817506535952259?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1235817506535952259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=1235817506535952259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/1235817506535952259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/1235817506535952259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-well-do-you-know-low-chan-yee.html' title='How well do you know Low Chan Yee?'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-7263733147629059795</id><published>2009-02-24T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T23:53:43.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BL update: Mon &amp;  Tue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Monday, 23 Feb&lt;/span&gt;: BL has made appointment with the "Lawyer" to go together to IPD Sepang to make his police report. At about 1pm, the lawyer has arrived at UNITEN main gate, and they lead us to IPD Sepang. It's actually quite far also from UNITEN. Took us about almost ah hour of driving, passing Putrajaya, Dengkil... ... then only reach hethe destination. It's so far that I dont recall where I pass by. Long boring journey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lawyer side there were 2 Indian guys. The "lawyers" first thing we reach the station, already teach BL what to say, what to tell. At the station, BL and I was there to provide the personal info, like his number, address that kind of info... Others, the police "sergeant" and the "lawyers" made up the story of the accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take us quite some time also at the police station. Roughly about 4.30pm only we finish with the report thing. On the way back, it started to rain heavily. I can hardly see the road. There I was driving at 50-60 Km/h, with the headlights ON and the emergency light ON... Driving... Since BL incident, I also need to be more careful liao... As we head back, the rain starts to stop, I realize that for awhile, I was grabbing the steering wheel quite hard, my fingers started feeling ache. We went to Kajang for dinner then only head back UNITEN ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tuesday, 24 Feb&lt;/span&gt;: Today BL went to Hospital to have his bandage changed. His GF came and fetch him to the hospital at 9.30 am... This is his first time doing dressing on his wound. Then during class, I receive a MMS from BL. He send me a pic of his injury without the bandage... can see the stitches... Now I share this with you :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SaQXN_bFHnI/AAAAAAAAAck/rdNAQNfHTuA/s1600-h/24022009070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SaQXN_bFHnI/AAAAAAAAAck/rdNAQNfHTuA/s400/24022009070.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306391790080040562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun know what to reply him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-7263733147629059795?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7263733147629059795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=7263733147629059795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7263733147629059795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7263733147629059795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/02/bl-update-mon-tue.html' title='BL update: Mon &amp;  Tue'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SaQXN_bFHnI/AAAAAAAAAck/rdNAQNfHTuA/s72-c/24022009070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-1516647511852501956</id><published>2009-02-22T23:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:36:24.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BL update: Discharged from Hospital Day 1</title><content type='html'>Today BL is finally discharged from Hospital. His family send him to Amanah at about 2.30pm. When he leave the hospital, I was at The Mines with 2 friends for lunch. As soon as he calls, we quickly come back lo as he need his slipper and he doesn't have his room key. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like this lo his injury... Not too serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SaFwcEXHeYI/AAAAAAAAAcc/T3zVjvr1zQE/s1600-h/DSC07952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SaFwcEXHeYI/AAAAAAAAAcc/T3zVjvr1zQE/s400/DSC07952.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305645463528503682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I reach the car park saw his family, his dad, mom, and brother BC at the parking there waiting lo... Then we help him to climb the stair to get to the room. He is capable of  standing and walking but at a small step, slower pace lo. When got up, then start talking, chit chat for about an hour then he says the chair at the living hall too low, want to go to the room instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 4pm, his brother BH called asking me to fetch him from the main gate. Then BL falls asleep lo. Then a while later, his parents came again, take his accident pictures from BH. But BL was asleep, I took a shower then take a rest myself. After the parents leave I went for a nap too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, BL can finish his food lo... Then he PS and wipe his body then talk some more until 11+ then only he sleeps lo. And this his how he sleeps : (p/s - got snore a little)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SaFwbtEJ6zI/AAAAAAAAAcU/_UYdxHZ05kw/s1600-h/DSC07951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SaFwbtEJ6zI/AAAAAAAAAcU/_UYdxHZ05kw/s400/DSC07951.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305645457274956594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-1516647511852501956?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1516647511852501956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=1516647511852501956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/1516647511852501956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/1516647511852501956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/02/bl-update-discharged-from-hospital-day.html' title='BL update: Discharged from Hospital Day 1'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SaFwcEXHeYI/AAAAAAAAAcc/T3zVjvr1zQE/s72-c/DSC07952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-8752214082235490183</id><published>2009-02-21T19:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:01:06.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BL gona be just fine.</title><content type='html'>Went to Hospital Serdang to see him this afternoon. I bring some clothes, his spectacles and towel for him. At 4 o'clock when I reach there he was still not in his bed. So I went for a drink at the cafe while waiting for his call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5pm, he called me that his operation was successful and besides the knee injury, he's just fine. His lower part of body was still under anesthetic effect when I see him. He was naked at the moment with only few blankets covering him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For an accident victim, he's very energetic, capable of talking rubbish like any other day. So, nothing to worry about. He only complaint that he was feeling itchy because never take bath since the incident. Otherwise, he was able to joke around and make fun of me about the ICU/ER incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says should be able to leave hospital by tomorrow. There's no need to visit him as visiting hour finish at 8 and tomorrow starts at noon when he is about to be discharged. But do come if you bring gifts and flowers. Most probably he's gonna be resting at Amanah afterwards.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. After he discharge, then I'll update again. No photos today because he's "nude". But he was very energetic, no more pale and temporary not feeling the pain as the anesthetic still in effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YBL, everyone wish you get well soon... and all the best... &lt;br /&gt;Agfa says "Ke Lian..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-8752214082235490183?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8752214082235490183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=8752214082235490183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/8752214082235490183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/8752214082235490183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/02/bl-gona-be-just-fine.html' title='BL gona be just fine.'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-1795993034792897698</id><published>2009-02-20T23:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T01:56:14.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so useless...</title><content type='html'>I had car accident last week, I was totally freak out... It's only minor case, it was my mistake but I was just stunt there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my car after my accident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SZ7RqaY3msI/AAAAAAAAAcE/BorKxV_XgHo/s1600-h/DSC07887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SZ7RqaY3msI/AAAAAAAAAcE/BorKxV_XgHo/s400/DSC07887.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304907937657363138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, another car accident... But this time not ME, it's my roommate. I was the one who send him to the hospital. I was trying to help out as much as I can... But, there I was more panic than the victim himself. He was still able to deliver his messages, asking me and his brother to do this and that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I send him to the ER room, I help him register then at the hospital, I panic again... I even make people worry more... After I register, I was trying to type the message telling that he's ok and already checking at the ER. But dont know why, I was telling people he was in the ICU!... What the fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then luckily the GF and his brother came lo... As they can take over, then I leave lo... I feel very terrible I was unable to help, and worse, make the condition more tension... Kanasai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is his car after the accident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SZ7RqS8mhHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/zqzvd5S0V_o/s1600-h/DSC07945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SZ7RqS8mhHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/zqzvd5S0V_o/s400/DSC07945.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304907935659754610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATE&lt;/strong&gt; 1am: BL just send me an SMS. He is ok, just a big wound need stitching. Nothing serious, no fracture. He even can joke. Already out of ER now in wad... Tomorrow should be able to leave hospital.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-1795993034792897698?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1795993034792897698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=1795993034792897698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/1795993034792897698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/1795993034792897698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-so-useless.html' title='I&apos;m so useless...'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SZ7RqaY3msI/AAAAAAAAAcE/BorKxV_XgHo/s72-c/DSC07887.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-5009335363375874814</id><published>2009-01-27T02:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T03:31:52.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009: 新年快乐！Happy Chinese New Year!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noodlefresh.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.noodlefresh.com/cat/glittercny/Chinese-New-Year-Glitter-Graphic.gif" alt ="Chinese New Year Glitter Graphic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noodlefresh.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.noodlefresh.com/cat/glittercny/12rh0.gif" alt ="rh"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;恭喜。。。恭喜。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noodlefresh.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.noodlefresh.com/cat/ChinezeZodiac/starsign_5.gif" alt ="starsign"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes to all my friends and family in the “Niu(牛)” year：&lt;br /&gt;1)Good Health&lt;br /&gt;2)Good Luck&lt;br /&gt;3)Good Fortune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noodlefresh.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.noodlefresh.com/cat/cnybanner/aerhaerh.gif" alt ="aerhaerh"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;恭喜发财，身体健康，万事如意，生意兴隆，学业进步，财源滚滚，大吉大利，笑口常开。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noodlefresh.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.noodlefresh.com/cat/cnybanner/newyear_57.gif" alt ="newyear"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愿2009年，大家过个大肥年！ 新年快乐！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noodlefresh.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.noodlefresh.com/cat/cnyminibanner/chinesenewyear_2.gif" alt ="chinesenewyear"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY!!! Happy Chinese New Year!...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-5009335363375874814?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/5009335363375874814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=5009335363375874814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/5009335363375874814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/5009335363375874814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='2009: 新年快乐！Happy Chinese New Year!!!'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-770562010286434045</id><published>2009-01-25T03:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T03:42:30.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont know if I should post this here.&lt;br /&gt;I suppose it's ok la... not many really read my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did something terrible... I'm really sorry... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 2nd thought... I think I'm not telling anymore la... Although __ no more angry at me, but there just something lo ... even I myself feel uneasy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun know who to tell... so this will do for now la...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-770562010286434045?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/770562010286434045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=770562010286434045' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/770562010286434045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/770562010286434045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-know-if-i-should-post-this-here.html' title=''/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-7152543283394312999</id><published>2009-01-25T03:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T11:23:27.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back hometown for CNY 2009</title><content type='html'>OK I've rejected an invitation to go SUNWAY LAGOON and ICE SKATING on the 1st day of CNY. But there's no regret to that decision. I've just been home about 24 hours, although I was quite busy whole day, but it's all ends up pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since morning, I was helping with the CNY shopping list. Then afternoon I went to do more shopping because my brother still haven done with his new year clothes. I get myself another T-shirt...Hee Hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until 10.30pm then only I've done with the shopping stuff(except 1 thing la... still din buy Bak Gua). Then only I get to meet with my friends. Today was surprisingly very special lo... because no need invitation, people just happen to show up there... Hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bali-Bali Hai Cafe... so many show up - Chii, Tsong, Choon Hong,Tick, Ping, Choong, Wei Loon, Wei, Sher Ling...then more to show up - Jing Lun, Sin Tung, Srilika, Chai Yun, Zhong Pei, Wei Jie, Wei Bing, Chi Lok, Terrence.... Wah so many... erm... Hope I din forget any names ... Hehe...Too bad I was a little late lo... i missed to meet up with some people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm thinking whether to put the "video" online or not leh... Big Onion, would u mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada! Here's the video...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ugnA2D4LP9I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ugnA2D4LP9I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-7152543283394312999?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7152543283394312999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=7152543283394312999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7152543283394312999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7152543283394312999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-back-hometown-for-cny-2009.html' title='I&apos;m back hometown for CNY 2009'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-8794546179890602639</id><published>2008-12-27T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T00:18:57.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT TO DO IF STOPPED BY MALAYSIAN POLICE</title><content type='html'>WHAT TO DO IF STOPPED BY MALAYSIAN POLICE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is is very useful information. Please pass it on to your friends and family.............especially the women folk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time you are stopped by persons who claimed they are plain clothes police, you are under no obligation to answer their questions or follow their orders, lawyers told Malaysiakini today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Policeman who is not wearing his uniform does not have the authority to stop anyone,' lawyer and human rights activist Sivarasa Rasiah said.&lt;br /&gt;Procedures to follow in the event you are stopped by uniformed police Officers while driving:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stop the car and wind down your window.&lt;br /&gt;2. If the police officers ask for your documents, request to see their IDs first.&lt;br /&gt;3. If you are satisfied about their identity, ask them if you are being summoned, and for what offence.&lt;br /&gt;4. Produce your identity card and driver's license and wait to collect your summon ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the event that the police officers ask you to follow them to the police station:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ask if you are under arrest and for what offence.&lt;br /&gt;2. If you are not under arrest, you have the right to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the event you are flagged down by persons you believe could be plain clothes police:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do not stop because plain clothes police officers do not have the authority to stop you.&lt;br /&gt;2. Drive to the nearest police station and lodge a report. (The same procedure applies to pedestrians)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the event the police come to your house:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do not let them in before checking their IDs.&lt;br /&gt;2. If you are not satisfied, phone the nearest police station and confirm if they had been sent to your house.&lt;br /&gt;3. You are under no obligation to allow them into the house if they don't have a search warrant.&lt;br /&gt;4. Do not go with them if you are not under arrest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the event persons who claimed to be plain clothes police come to your house:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do not let him in because they do not have the authority to do so.&lt;br /&gt;2. Lodge a report at the nearest police station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sivarasa was commenting on the alleged gang-rape of an 18-year-old Uni student by four men claiming to be police officers on New  Year's Eve. The girl said that her car was stopped in Taman Tun Dr Ismail in Kuala Lumpur and were asked by the men to open the car bonnet. She was then told that she had committed an offence and ordered to follow the men to a police station. The girl was driven in her car along the North-South expressway to the Tapah-Cameron Highlands road before she was raped in an oil palm estate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incident, and many others, have sparked confusion over the procedures which motorists must follow when flagged down by the police. The most common problem is that most people take instructions without determining if the other person is really a cop,' lawyer Annie Santiago said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if you are stopped by a uniformed policeman, then you are required to stop. But you need not get out of the car because you are not expected to do so, Santiago said. He other rule to follow is to provide  your identity card only when you are asked to do so. 'Even then, you should get his ID first to confirm if he is a cop. There is no harm in calling the relevant police station to verify if he is supposed to be on duty that day,' Sivarasa said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both lawyers said that motorists should never follow an officer to the police station unless one is under arrest . 'If you are not sure, and your instincts tell you that something is wrong, then drive off to the nearest police station and lodge a report,' Sivarasa said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In response to the alleged gang-rape of the 18-year-old, Women's Aid Organisation executive-secretary Ivy Josiah called on the police to launch an education program to teach the public about their rights to prevent them from being victimised by bogus police officers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE PASS IT ON..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              PLEASE PASS IT ON...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            PLEASE PASS IT ON............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-8794546179890602639?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8794546179890602639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=8794546179890602639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/8794546179890602639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/8794546179890602639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-to-do-if-stopped-by-malaysian.html' title='WHAT TO DO IF STOPPED BY MALAYSIAN POLICE'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-5545145990856620837</id><published>2008-11-20T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T12:27:30.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty fun things to do during an exam</title><content type='html'>You should not attempt these things during an actual exam. The following is meant for entertainment purposes only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bring a pillow. Fall asleep (or pretend to) until the last 15 minutes. Wake up, say "oh geez, better get cracking" and do some gibberish work. Turn it in a few minutes early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Get a copy of the exam, run out screaming "Andre, Andre, I've got the secret documents!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If it is a math/science exam, answer in essay form. If it is long answer/essay form, answer with numbers and symbols. Be creative. Use the integral symbol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Make paper airplanes out of the exam. Aim them at the instructor's left nostril.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Talk the entire way through the exam. Read questions aloud, debate your answers with yourself out loud. If asked to stop, yell out, "I'm so sure you can hear me thinking. " Then start talking about what a jerk the instructor is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Bring cheerleaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Walk in, get the exam, sit down. About five minutes into it, loudly say to the instructor, "I don't understand any of this. I've been to every lecture all semester long! What's the deal? And who are you? Where's the regular guy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Bring a Game Boy (or Game Gear, etc. . . ). Play with the volume at max level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. On the answer sheet (book, whatever) find a new, interesting way to refuse to answer every question. For example: I refuse to answer this question on the grounds that it conflicts with my religious beliefs. Be creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Bring pets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Run into the exam room looking about frantically. Breathe a sigh of relief. Go to the instructor, say "They've found me, I have to leave the country" and run off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Fifteen minutes into the exam, stand up, rip up all the papers into very small pieces, throw them into the air and yell out "Merry Christmas. "If you're really daring, ask for another copy of the exam. Say you lost the first one. Repeat this process every fifteen minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do the exam with crayons, paint, or fluorescent markers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Come into the exam wearing slippers, a bathrobe, a towel on your head, and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Come down with a BAD case of Turet's Syndrome during the exam. Be as vulgar as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do the entire exam in another language. If you don't know one, make one up! For math/science exams, try using Roman numerals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Bring things to throw at the instructor when s/he's not looking. Blame it on the person nearest to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. As soon as the instructor hands you the exam, eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Walk into the exam with an entourage. Claim you are going to be taping your next video during the exam. Try to get the instructor to let them stay, be persuasive. Tell the instructor to expect a percentage of the profits if they are allowed to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Every five minutes, stand up, collect all your things, move to another seat, continue with the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Turn in the exam approximately 30 minutes into it. As you walk out, start commenting on how easy it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do the entire exam as if it was multiple choice and true/false. If it is a multiple choice exam, spell out interesting things (DCCAB. BABE. etc. . ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Bring a black marker. Return the exam with all questions and answers completely blacked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Get the exam. Twenty minutes into it, throw your papers down violently, scream out "Forget this!" and walk out triumphantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Arrange a protest before the exam starts (i. e. Threaten the instructor that whether or not everyone's done, they are all leaving after one hour to go drink)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Show up completely drunk. (Completely drunk means at some point during the exam, you should start crying for mommy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Every now and then, clap twice rapidly. If the instructor asks why, tell him/her in a very derogatory tone, "the light bulb that goes on above my head when I get an idea is hooked up to a clapper. DUH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Comment on how sexy the instructor is looking that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Come to the exam wearing a black cloak. After about 30 minutes, put on a white mask and start yelling "I'm here, the phantom of the opera" until they drag you away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Go to an exam for a class you have no clue about, where you know the class is very small, and the instructor would recognize you if you belonged. Claim that you have been to every lecture. Fight for your right to take the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Upon receiving the exam, look it over, while laughing loudly, say "you don't really expect me to waste my time on this drivel? Days of our Lives is on!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Bring a water pistol with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. From the moment the exam begins, hum the theme to Jeopardy. Ignore the instructor's requests for you to stop. When they finally get you to leave one way or another, begin whistling the theme to the Bridge on the River Kwai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Start a brawl in the middle of the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. If the exam is math/science related, make up the longest proofs you could possibly think of. Get pi and imaginary numbers into most equations. If it is a written exam, relate everything to your own life story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Come in wearing a full knight's outfit, complete with sword and shield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Bring a friend to give you a back massage the entire way through the exam. Insist this person is needed, because you have bad circulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Bring cheat sheets for another class (make sure this is obvious. . . like history notes for a calculus exam. . . otherwise you're not just failing, you're getting kicked out too) and staple them to the exam, with the comment "Please use the attached notes for references as you see fit. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. When you walk in, complain about the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. After you get the exam, call the instructor over, point to any question, ask for the answer. Try to work it out of him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. One word: Wrestlemania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Bring balloons, blow them up, start throwing them around like they do before concerts start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Try to get people in the room to do the wave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Play frisbee with a friend at the other side of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Bring one pencil with a very sharp point. Break the point off your paper. Sharpen the pencil. Repeat this process for one hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Get deliveries of candy, flowers, balloons, telegrams, etc. . . sent to you every few minutes throughout the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. During the exam, take apart everything around you. Desks, chairs, anything you can reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Complete the exam with everything you write being backwards at a 90 degree angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Bring a musical instrument with you, play various tunes. If you are asked to stop, say "it helps me think. " Bring a copy of the Student Handbook with you, challenging the instructor to find the section on musical instruments during finals. Don't forget to use the phrase "Told you so".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Answer the exam with the "Top Ten Reasons Why Professor xxxx is a Terrible Teacher"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-5545145990856620837?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/5545145990856620837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=5545145990856620837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/5545145990856620837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/5545145990856620837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/11/fifty-fun-things-to-do-during-exam.html' title='Fifty fun things to do during an exam'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-6296377299883015201</id><published>2008-11-18T17:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T20:00:19.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have numb mouth...</title><content type='html'>Went to the dentist today... I left home before 12 noon... then I find my friend Nick to borrow something... then to find myself with a flat tire after lunch... another bad luck... lately nothing good happens... I want win TOTO RM 20Million!!!&lt;br /&gt;OK back to the topic... have to fix the flat lo... then it's already past 12.30, the dentist is having lunch break, fine wait lo... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2pm the clinic open I go register then wait somemore... The receptionist telles me someone made appointment at 2pm I need to wait till he's done only my turn ... OK i waited somemore... ... time pass .. ...  I waited until 3.30 pm only I was called in. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I always thought my teeth is in good condition...&lt;br /&gt;Last time I check, it's still OK... the dentist doesn't complaint much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time... Huu...&lt;br /&gt;" You're still very young, but you're teeth looks like you're over 30!"&lt;br /&gt;" You told me that you had your teeth cleansed 2/3 years back but it looks as if you never did... :| "&lt;br /&gt;" Today you'll need a DEEP SCALING, and be sure to come back every year! 8o|" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end...&lt;br /&gt;" Now a few of your teeth is quite loose, you need to take more care for your teeth."&lt;br /&gt;" Don't be lazy... always much brush and floss properly!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh My God!!! My teeth that bad meh...&lt;br /&gt;And all the while as she clean my teeth, she keeps on telling the trainee dentist(could be her daughter because they also gossip a lot...) how bad my teeth condition... and the young lady's face was like "urgh... wah... so bad so bad"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my worst experience at the dental clinic... Last time when I was still a boy went to see dentist to pull out the bad teeth also not as bad as this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now at 7pm... I feel a lot better... my lips not so numb already... can eat normal food but when I open my mouth slightly bigger, I still got the uncomfortable feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back... I wonder if the dentist tricked me or my teeth was really that bad.&lt;br /&gt;As I had told earlier, I went for scaling 2-3 years back at another dentist, he's an old uncle, so I thought wanna try someone different. This time is a not so old aunty with a daughter assistant( I assume the lady nurse is her daughter ). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By comparison, last time, I was charged RM 4x++ for normal scaling. This time around, it's RM 116.00 for DEEP SCALING plus a tiny bottle Listerine and a small brush.  The deep scaling alone already RM 110.00 ##... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the dentist tricked me to because the economy wasn't well and she need to "convince" her customer to pay more for something more and come back more often???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not the money that bothers me...because my mom can claim the bill later... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the anesthetic is it really necessary? I can hardly rinse my mouth when my mouth was numb, I just like pour the water and let it spill out through my "unable to shut" mouth. And the cleaning process was still quite painful actually, some parts especially the sides, I feel the PAIN DEEPLY... Argh... I had to endure the pain while she works on my teeth... Scaling takes 3 turns to finish... and I finish around 4.30 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the end result is not all bad la... My teeth are really a lot cleaner, but the gap between my front teeth（门牙）is larger than before. And I was recommended to use a tiny brush instead of just floss for these teeth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do admit that sometimes I skip brushing teeth at night, but was it that serious? I still brush at least once a day but sometimes I brush before I go out and after meals. I always have confidence with my smile, that's why I like and always smile. Or perhaps it's because of... ... (another story for another day)... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pics of my mouth... My mouth looks terrible... I even asked for a mask（口罩）to hide my numb lips which is thicker than ShuQi's lips...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SSKrzvtrWpI/AAAAAAAAAUo/uiRLTQ5QeE0/s1600-h/DSC07629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SSKrzvtrWpI/AAAAAAAAAUo/uiRLTQ5QeE0/s400/DSC07629.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269963419446631058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is RM116.00 worth? My cleaner teeth, a tiny Listerine , a tiny brush and some painkiller. And the mask I have to ask for it but it comes free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-6296377299883015201?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6296377299883015201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=6296377299883015201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/6296377299883015201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/6296377299883015201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-numb-mouth.html' title='I have numb mouth...'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SSKrzvtrWpI/AAAAAAAAAUo/uiRLTQ5QeE0/s72-c/DSC07629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-7408209460664120039</id><published>2008-11-18T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T01:51:48.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>人生趣语，寓意深远</title><content type='html'>婚姻就像黑社会 - &lt;br /&gt;没加入者不知其黑暗，&lt;br /&gt;一旦加入就不敢吐露实情，&lt;br /&gt;逃出来的保命尚且不暇 哪肯多话？&lt;br /&gt;所以， 其内幕用不为外人所知。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世界上有三种东西应保持沉默 -&lt;br /&gt;思想， 帮助 和 死亡。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;能以价值来衡量的感情，都是没有价值的。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-7408209460664120039?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7408209460664120039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=7408209460664120039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7408209460664120039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7408209460664120039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='人生趣语，寓意深远'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-1372130397605539868</id><published>2008-11-16T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T00:30:08.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Series of Unfortunate Events</title><content type='html'>The whole semester I already had a lot of bad luck... &lt;br /&gt;1 Grandpa went missing&lt;br /&gt;2 Another grandpa was hospitalize&lt;br /&gt;3 My car rear glass was broken&lt;br /&gt;... ... enough about the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO just focus on last week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday I went to Genting to find my friend as a companion to go back home town together. The Skyway had to stop a while when we were THAT close to the terminal already. At the same time, we were running late for the bus heading back Alor Star. Antar(bus company) called my friend, but we didn't heard his call. He only called ONCE! But when the skyway finally runs and we were able to get down and ruch to the bus... We got scolded lo... &lt;br /&gt; "You deaf ah... or your phone dead ah!" Walaueh  uncle, u only called once, and the skyway stopped not my fault leh... we were oni late 10 mins max but we did called in earlier onforming you that were coming down edi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a few days later... Alor Star was shining bright sunny day... so my friends and I wanted to go see SUNSET at Kuala Kedah lo... So we go lo... it's around 15 mins drive from my house... but Kuala Kedah was raining... DIU!... OK fine find food eat  lo... not even 1 lekor stall open that day... WTF! Business so good everyone need Holiday meh! FINE! Go back... the whole way back Alor Star still very clear sky but ONLY Kula Kedah rains... Kanasai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after, Friday we went to Penang to find friends song KaraOK at the Gurney Plaza. Gurney plaza was open la of cuz... but the new wing still not yet open... OK lo... we just go there sing K ma... we book RedBox at 2pm, then some how some part of Gurney plaza no electricity wor... WTH! Many shop were closed because the sensor( the one at the entrance that sound then u steal thing) cannot work ma because "bo dian"... so KaraOK need to postpone. The girls went to NAIL salon, guys leh... not many shops open, we waited until 5pm when the electricity finally working again... OK, still can sing at student price , we can still sing until 8pm. SO we sing lo... KANSAI the air-con not cool one... the whole 3 hours was like singing in a Sauna... DIU... I know food in penang is nice and I know I'm overweight but there's no need to force me to loose weight  like that mah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanasai... Holiday sucks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-1372130397605539868?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1372130397605539868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=1372130397605539868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/1372130397605539868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/1372130397605539868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/11/series-of-unfortunate-events.html' title='Series of Unfortunate Events'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-1703409711835967796</id><published>2008-11-06T01:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T01:56:58.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 lessons</title><content type='html'>LESSON 1&lt;br /&gt;A junior manager, a senior manager and their boss are on their way to a meeting. On their way through a park, they come across a wonder lamp. They rub the lamp and a ghost appears.&lt;br /&gt;The ghost says, 'Normally, one is granted three wishes but as you are&lt;br /&gt;three, I will allow one wish each'&lt;br /&gt;So the eager senior manager shouted, 'I want the first wish. I want to be in the Bahamas , on a fast boat and have no worries.' Pfufffff. and he was gone.&lt;br /&gt;Now the junior manager could not keep quiet and shouted 'I want to be In Florida with beautiful girls, plenty of food and cocktails.' Pfufffff. and he was also gone.&lt;br /&gt;The boss calmly said, 'I want these two idiots back in the office after&lt;br /&gt;lunch at 12.35pm.'&lt;br /&gt;MORAL OF THE STORY IS: 'ALWAYS ALLOW THE BOSS TO SPEAK FIRST'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESSON 2&lt;br /&gt;Standing in front of a shredder with a piece of paper in his hand,&lt;br /&gt;'Listen,' said the CEO, 'this is a very sensitive and important document, and my secretary has left. Can you make this thing work?'&lt;br /&gt;'Certainly,' said the young executive.&lt;br /&gt;He turned the machine on, inserted the paper, and pressed the start button.&lt;br /&gt;'Excellent, excellent!' said the CEO as his paper disappeared inside the shredder machine. 'I just need one copy.'&lt;br /&gt;LESSON II: 'NEVER, NEVER ASSUME THAT YOUR BOSS KNOWS EVERYTHING'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESSON 3&lt;br /&gt;An American and a Japanese were sitting on the plane on the way to LA When the American turned to the Japanese and asked, 'What kind of -ese are you?'&lt;br /&gt;The Japanese confused, replied, 'Sorry but I don't understand what you mean.'&lt;br /&gt;The American repeated, 'What kind of -ese are you?'&lt;br /&gt;Again, the Japanese was confused over he question.&lt;br /&gt;The American, now irritated, then yelled, 'What kind of -ese are you&lt;br /&gt;... Are you a Chinese, Japanese, Vietnamese!, etc......??? '&lt;br /&gt;The Japanese then replied, 'Oh, I am a Japanese.'&lt;br /&gt;A while later the Japanese turned to the American and asked What kind Of 'key' was he.&lt;br /&gt;The American, frustrated, yelled, 'What do you mean what kind of -kee'am I?!'&lt;br /&gt;The Japanese said, 'Are you a Yankee, donkee, or monkee?'&lt;br /&gt;LESSON III: 'NEVER INSULT ANYONE'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESSON 4&lt;br /&gt;There were these 4 guys, a Russian, a German, an American and a French, who found this small genie bottle. When they rubbed the bottle, a genie appeared. Thankful that the 4 guys had released him out of the bottle, He said, 'Next to you all are 4 swimming pools, I will give each of you A wish. When you run towards the pool and jump, you shout what you want the pool of water to become, then your wish will come true.'&lt;br /&gt;The French wanted to start. He ran towards the pool, jumped and shouted, 'WINE'.&lt;br /&gt;The pool immediately changed into a pool of wine. The Frenchman was so happy swimming and drinking from the pool.&lt;br /&gt;Next is the Russian's turn, he did the same and shouted, 'VODKA' and immersed himself into a pool of vodka.&lt;br /&gt;The German was next and he jumped and shouted, 'BEER'. He was so contented with his beer pool.&lt;br /&gt;The last is the American. He was running towards the pool when suddenly He steps on a banana peel. He slipped towards the pool and shouted, 'SHIT!!!!!!! ......... '&lt;br /&gt;LESSON IV: 'THINK TWICE BEFORE YOU SAY SOMETHING, BECAUSE SOMETIMES ACCIDENTS DO HAPPEN'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESSON 5&lt;br /&gt;The organs of the body were having a meeting, trying to decide who was In charge. Each organ took a turn to speak up:&lt;br /&gt;Brain....... .. I should be in charge because I run all body functions.&lt;br /&gt;Blood....... . I should be in charge because I circulate oxygen for the&lt;br /&gt;brain.&lt;br /&gt;Stomach... I should be in charge because I process food to the brain.&lt;br /&gt;Legs........ . I should be in charge because I take the brain where it Wants to go.&lt;br /&gt;Eyes........ . I should be in charge because I let the brain see where it's&lt;br /&gt;going.&lt;br /&gt;Asshole..... I should be in charge because I get rid of your waste.&lt;br /&gt;All the other parts laughed so hard and this made the asshole very mad.&lt;br /&gt;To prove his point, the asshole immediately slammed tightly closed and Stayed that way for 6 days, refusing to rid the body of any waste whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 - Brain got a terrible headache and cried out for relief Day 2 -&lt;br /&gt;Stomach got bloated and began to ache terribly Day 3 - Legs got cramps and became unstable Day 4 - Eyes became watery and vision became blurred Day 5 - Blood became toxic and poisoned the body Day 6 -The other organs agreed to let the asshole be in charge.&lt;br /&gt;MORAL OF THE STORY: 'NO MATTER WHO YOU ARE, OR HOW IMPORTANT YOU THINK YOU ARE, YOU WILL FIND THAT IT IS ALWAYS THE ASSHOLE THAT IS IN CHARGE'.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-1703409711835967796?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1703409711835967796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=1703409711835967796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/1703409711835967796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/1703409711835967796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/11/5-lessons.html' title='5 lessons'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-5752115164218907134</id><published>2008-10-27T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T23:38:29.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAZE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fugly.com/media/view.php?cat=DOWNLOADS&amp;amp;id=709"&gt;Superb Game&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,0,0" width="550" height="400""&gt;&lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.fugly.com/f/ec9115b10c292ef8bc98" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.fugly.com/f/ec9115b10c292ef8bc98" AllowScriptAccess="always" menu="false" quality="high" width="550" height="400" name="FuglyGame" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fugly.com"&gt;Play more games at Fugly.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fugly.com/media/view.php?cat=DOWNLOADS&amp;id=709"&gt;http://www.fugly.com/media/view.php?cat=DOWNLOADS&amp;id=709&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-5752115164218907134?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/5752115164218907134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=5752115164218907134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/5752115164218907134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/5752115164218907134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/10/maze.html' title='MAZE'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-554114266123439890</id><published>2008-10-17T13:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T13:50:05.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont wanna die like this!!!</title><content type='html'>My Result&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 29, 2023: Asphyxiating on your own farts. You are looking to lose some weight and your friend recommends an all-cabbage diet. For the past month you've been eating nothing but cabbage. While leaving work late one evening, the elevator gets stuck with you inside it. You're alone and call for help. The rescue team is across town helping with another emergency, so the operator tells you that you have to wait. Ten hours go by and your, um... "gas emissions" fill the elevator with noxious fumes. You pass out and suffocate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizrocket.com/when-will-i-die" title="When Will I Die"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizrocket.com/static/images/quiz/badges/howdie/fart.gif" alt="When Will I Die"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizrocket.com/when-will-i-die"&gt;When Will I Die&lt;/a&gt; by QuizRocket.com &lt;a href="http://www.quizrocket.com"&gt;fun quizzes&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.quibblo.com"&gt;Make a Quiz&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.mycareerquizzes.com"&gt;Career Quizzes&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.quibblo.com/myspace-quizzes-surveys"&gt;MySpace Quizzes&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt; &amp;raquo; &amp;raquo; "&lt;a href="http://www.quizrocket.com/who-should-i-vote"&gt;Who Should I Vote For?&lt;/a&gt;" &amp;laquo; &amp;laquo; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyMjQyMjE5NTI5NTgmcHQ9MTIyNDIyMjA2Nzc2MCZwPTg3MzMxJmQ9aG93ZGllJmc9MSZ*PSZvPTgwMTIzNTA1OWU4MzQ1MjViMjFiMDFhMGFmYmUwODhl.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this is not true...&lt;br /&gt;But there are someparts of it that is quite true at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;It's funny to imagine myself going on a cabbage diet and die in my own FART! &lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-554114266123439890?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/554114266123439890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=554114266123439890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/554114266123439890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/554114266123439890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-dont-wanna-die-like-this.html' title='I dont wanna die like this!!!'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-1689459468722249016</id><published>2008-09-27T02:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T02:48:13.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking pet "kid" for a walk in Jusco</title><content type='html'>Today I went for a movie with my friends after dinner. We were there at Jusco Cheras Selatan since 8.30pm but have to wait for a movie which is starting at 11.55pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were loitering all over Jusco and then I saw THIS!... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SN0qLciCftI/AAAAAAAAAUg/VniXCl95Ido/s1600-ah/BAD+Daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SN0qLciCftI/AAAAAAAAAUg/VniXCl95Ido/s400/BAD+Daddy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250399116709756626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spare the child. Let her have some good childhood memories... ...&lt;br /&gt;Raya is just a few days away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-1689459468722249016?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1689459468722249016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=1689459468722249016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/1689459468722249016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/1689459468722249016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/09/taking-pet-kid-for-walk-in-mall.html' title='Taking pet &quot;kid&quot; for a walk in Jusco'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SN0qLciCftI/AAAAAAAAAUg/VniXCl95Ido/s72-c/BAD+Daddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-7172795846684150604</id><published>2008-09-15T00:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:39:05.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Bored...</title><content type='html'>你是我的朋友吗？(Are U mY Friend?)‏&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是的話～就要再寄給我唷～整封E-mail複製，貼在一封你要寄出的新郵件上。&lt;br /&gt;送致：lowchanyee@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;將所有的答案改成你自己的，然後寄給你認識的人，包括將這封信寄給你的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你將了解你的朋友許多不為人知的種種...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;現在幾點:&lt;br /&gt;你的全名:&lt;br /&gt;你現在正在聽誰的歌:&lt;br /&gt;你在哪裡讀書(工作):&lt;br /&gt;你最後吃的一樣東西是什麼:&lt;br /&gt;現在天氣如何：&lt;br /&gt;戴隱形眼鏡嗎：&lt;br /&gt;上一次生日蛋糕上蠟燭的數目:&lt;br /&gt;你通常吹熄這些蠟燭的日期:&lt;br /&gt;你家養過什麼:&lt;br /&gt;兄弟姊妹跟他們的年紀:&lt;br /&gt;眼珠顏色:&lt;br /&gt;耳朵有幾個洞：&lt;br /&gt;有刺青嗎:&lt;br /&gt;喜歡你目前的生活嗎:&lt;br /&gt;出生地:&lt;br /&gt;目前居住地:&lt;br /&gt;喝過酒嗎：&lt;br /&gt;覺得自己花心嗎 :&lt;br /&gt;曾經出過車禍嗎:&lt;br /&gt;暗戀過人嗎：&lt;br /&gt;喜歡吃啥麼東西:&lt;br /&gt;喜歡喝什水:&lt;br /&gt;最喜歡的顏色:&lt;br /&gt;喜歡的數字：&lt;br /&gt;喜歡看哪一種的電影:&lt;br /&gt;最喜歡的卡通人物或品牌：&lt;br /&gt;最懷念的日子：&lt;br /&gt;最傷心的日子:&lt;br /&gt;喜歡的花:&lt;br /&gt;最怕遇到的人: &lt;br /&gt;喜歡的運動:&lt;br /&gt;喜歡的冰淇淋種纇：&lt;br /&gt;最怕什麼東西:&lt;br /&gt;喜歡看的電視台:&lt;br /&gt;擅長的事:&lt;br /&gt;上次上醫院是什麼時候:&lt;br /&gt;以後想做什麼職業：&lt;br /&gt;你覺得自己十年後會在哪裡：&lt;br /&gt;無聊的時候你大多做些什麼：&lt;br /&gt;世上最惱人的事：&lt;br /&gt;全世界最好的事：&lt;br /&gt;目前有男(女)友嗎：&lt;br /&gt;沒把握的事情態度如何：&lt;br /&gt;如果有人誤會你，你會：&lt;br /&gt;如果有人誤會你，又不聽你的解釋:&lt;br /&gt;有想過要怎麼對付你討厭的人嗎:&lt;br /&gt;你認為你的另一半幫你付錢是理所當然的嗎：&lt;br /&gt;你猜誰會最先回這封信：&lt;br /&gt;你寄這封郵件的誰最不可能回覆：&lt;br /&gt;現在心裡最想念的人是誰:&lt;br /&gt;要幾歲結婚：&lt;br /&gt;依你心裡滴覺得重要度先後排:&lt;br /&gt;心情好嗎：&lt;br /&gt;有想過要自殺嗎：&lt;br /&gt;希望誰回信：&lt;br /&gt;現在幾點了：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((English version : Please do not ask me how to translate....i had a hard time for this....haha (T_T) )))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it was true, must reply me, recopy the whole email and repose on a new mail....&lt;br /&gt;My email add: lowchanyee@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;change all the answer that belong to yours, and send it to your friend, including the one who sent it to you.....&lt;br /&gt;you will reveal the unseen part of life of your friend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the time now? &lt;br /&gt;:12.45am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your full name?      &lt;br /&gt;:Low Chan Yee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you listen to who's song? &lt;br /&gt;:It's late... "SILENT" mode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where you study(work) now? &lt;br /&gt;:UNITEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the last food you ate? &lt;br /&gt;: Dont really remember... Ate a lot of things just now... Mid Autumn Festival mah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how is the weather now?&lt;br /&gt;:it's dark cant tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you wear contact lens?&lt;br /&gt;not at the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many candles on your birthday cake last time?&lt;br /&gt;:Not sure... I think just 1. Small cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when was the date you blow the candles?                                             :Dont remember the date... not my Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what type of animal you had taken care of?                                           :erm dog, gold fish, Digimon, Pokemon, Tamagochi... HAhaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you siblings and their age?&lt;br /&gt;:really u wan know all meh?! sister: 13; brother: 15, 17, 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;color of your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;:brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many ear holes you have?any tattoo?&lt;br /&gt;:I like myself the way I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you like your current life?&lt;br /&gt;:It's not bad... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birth place &lt;br /&gt;:Alor Setar GH , Kedah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current living place?&lt;br /&gt;:University Hostel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drink any types of alcoholic drinks before?&lt;br /&gt;:yes, but never like any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you think you are loyalty in relationship?&lt;br /&gt;:I suppose I do;I think I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does car(any transport) accident happened on you before?&lt;br /&gt;:yes; but no serious injury. But still has a scar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secret love (crush)on others before?&lt;br /&gt;:yea... I still think of her from time to time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you love to eat? &lt;br /&gt;:I like all kind of Malaysian food. Hometown laksa and Ying Yong are the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite drinks?&lt;br /&gt;:Home-made Leong Shui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;: White...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite numbers?&lt;br /&gt;:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite movie?      &lt;br /&gt;:erm... hard to decide... The Dark Knight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite cartoon character or brand?&lt;br /&gt;:I'll pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most memorable period?&lt;br /&gt;:My early teenage at SMK St. Michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sadness period?&lt;br /&gt;:Not telling... may be another time when I'm ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite flower?&lt;br /&gt;:flower are for girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the person that afraid to be encounter?&lt;br /&gt;:troublesome customer, and people who like to "pok zui"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite sports?&lt;br /&gt;:I dun sport. But lately do play bowling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite ice-cream?&lt;br /&gt;:All but Green Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing that you afraid of&lt;br /&gt;:Ohh...ok la I can tell this - Making mistake and not doing the right thing&lt;br /&gt;(sometimes I tend to do things that people might not like it just for fun this not include)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite TV channel&lt;br /&gt;:I dun watch TV but I watch DVD with TV so I suppose AV1 or AV2... Hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things good aty &lt;br /&gt;:erm... sleep and make some people feel miserable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time you went into hospital?&lt;br /&gt;:last month I think. My Gu Gu had Denggi Fever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what type of career u desire in the future?&lt;br /&gt;:High pay, little work &amp; frequent travel at young age(&lt;30). Then retire before age of 45. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where you think you will be(place) after ten years?                                :&lt;br /&gt;:hardworking making $$ all over the world ( need to get enough money so that can retire at age 45).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you do when you are bored?&lt;br /&gt;:watch drama, online or sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most annoying stuff in this world would be?&lt;br /&gt;:the noise made by the you-know-wat 5 times a day - Speaker at Amanah lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worlds greatest stuff would be?&lt;br /&gt;:Seeing myself in the Hall of Fame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you have girl(boy) friend currently?&lt;br /&gt;:NOPE!VERY Single and available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stuff you are not in control, what kind of attitude you'll have?&lt;br /&gt;:Let it go lo... try other things lo... like that lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if some one misunderstood you, you will&lt;br /&gt;:make him/her understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if some one misunderstood you, and does not listen to explanation?&lt;br /&gt;:send SMS, email and yell at him/her.  NO lah... Probably just ignore, let it go, time can change a lot of things &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had you think of any ways to get rid of the person you hate before?&lt;br /&gt;:Think yes. I always had thought of those people... In my mind, they never had any good luck EVER! Just in mind only lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you feel that your behalf help you to clear off the bills is an obligation?&lt;br /&gt;:erm... yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who will comment or repost this post first?(I change the question a bit)&lt;br /&gt;:probably nobody... ok la if got I suppose... R___l or S___a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who have the highest possibility of not replying your mail?&lt;br /&gt;:All family members - none of them knows about my blog... Hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who do you missed now deep in side your heart?&lt;br /&gt;:My Ah Gong &amp; Ah Mah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the ideal age for marriage?&lt;br /&gt;: 28-30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;依你心裡滴覺得重要度先後排: (Arrange in the sequence of importance then answer )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the time now?&lt;br /&gt;:02.06am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how was the mood now? &lt;br /&gt;:sleepy and tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think of suicide before?&lt;br /&gt;:yes just think - dun dare doing anything that can hurt myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you hope who will reply?&lt;br /&gt;:everyone that read all this lo from top to bottom... if you dun wan reply dun read la...SIMPLE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-7172795846684150604?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7172795846684150604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=7172795846684150604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7172795846684150604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7172795846684150604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-bored.html' title='Just Bored...'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-2538523493404937886</id><published>2008-09-10T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T01:46:53.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>猪你中秋快乐</title><content type='html'>人=吃饭+睡觉+上班+玩,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;猪=吃饭+ 睡觉,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;代入:人=猪+上班+玩,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;即:人-玩=猪+上班.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结论:不懂玩的人=会上班的猪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人=吃饭+ 睡觉+挣钱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;猪=吃饭+ 睡觉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人=猪+挣钱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;猪=男人-挣钱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以男人不挣钱等于猪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女人=吃饭+ 睡觉+花钱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;猪 =吃饭+ 睡觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;代入上式得：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女人=猪+花钱。移项得：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女人-花钱=猪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结论：女人不花钱的都是猪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;综上：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人为了让女人不变成猪而挣钱！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女人为了让男人不变成猪而花钱！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人+女人=两头猪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;猪中秋快乐&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-2538523493404937886?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2538523493404937886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=2538523493404937886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/2538523493404937886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/2538523493404937886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_10.html' title='猪你中秋快乐'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-366160646414955768</id><published>2008-09-07T18:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T18:22:57.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny</title><content type='html'>We were watching Jurassic Park in the living room…&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly she ask her BF, ‘Dear, where they managed to get so many dinosaurs for this movie ah?’&lt;br /&gt;"Hahahaha..." All laughed like hell including her BF too...&lt;br /&gt;Minutes after, her BF said... "All extinct liao loh…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh that mean they shoot this film for some time already ah?” she was trying to act smart……&lt;br /&gt;Walao…another round of laughter….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More funny stories here... &lt;a href="http://jasonmumbles.com/2008/07/stupidity-has-no-cure"&gt;CLICK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-366160646414955768?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/366160646414955768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=366160646414955768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/366160646414955768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/366160646414955768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/09/funny.html' title='Funny'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-2256291835838336151</id><published>2008-09-02T03:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T03:17:19.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk to me</title><content type='html'>溏心风暴之家好月圆 插曲&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen: &lt;a href="http://www.songtaste.com/song/552134/"&gt;http://www.songtaste.com/song/552134/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download: &lt;a href="http://224.cachefile21.rayfile.com/2905/zh-cn/preview/ec08fb2c1799bd97e9fcc4a167618f0d/preview.mp3"&gt;http://224.cachefile21.rayfile.com/2905/zh-cn/preview/ec08fb2c1799bd97e9fcc4a167618f0d/preview.mp3&lt;/a&gt;(Not Full, edit from drama)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Talk To Me.lrc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ti:溏心风暴之家好月圆 英文插曲 Talk To Me]&lt;br /&gt;[ar:NULL]&lt;br /&gt;[al:Talk To Me]&lt;br /&gt;[by:NULL]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:00.00]you talk to me&lt;br /&gt;[00:04.00]you speak with me&lt;br /&gt;[00:07.00]don't sink before you rise baby&lt;br /&gt;[00:11.00]don't fade away&lt;br /&gt;[00:15.00]you hesitate&lt;br /&gt;[00:18.00]you seem to wait&lt;br /&gt;[00:22.00]for all the time we had&lt;br /&gt;[00:25.00]feels like a world away&lt;br /&gt;[00:30.00]who's to say&lt;br /&gt;[00:33.00]we'll be ok&lt;br /&gt;[00:34.00]we're gonna make it through the night&lt;br /&gt;[00:38.00]don't wanna wake up in this state&lt;br /&gt;[00:43.00]i just want us both to smile&lt;br /&gt;[00:46.00]cause we're the same&lt;br /&gt;[00:48.00]and i know that we'll never change&lt;br /&gt;[00:52.00]look i bought your favorite ice cream&lt;br /&gt;[00:56.00]i dont wanna see it melt away&lt;br /&gt;[01:00.00]if you walk out now&lt;br /&gt;[01:04.00]i don't know if we're gonna be the same&lt;br /&gt;[01:08.00]baby just talk with me&lt;br /&gt;[01:11.00][01:19.00]cause i want you to stay here with me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-2256291835838336151?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2256291835838336151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=2256291835838336151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;教授说：「死者并非自杀，亦不是被杀，而是死于无知的『它杀』」大家莫名其妙。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;教授说：「砒霜是在死者腹内产生的。」死者生前每天也会服食「维他命C 」，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这完全没有问题问题出在她晚餐了大量的虾，虾本身也是没有问题的，所以她在家了都没有事，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但死者却同时服用了「维他命C 」，问题就出在这里 !&lt;br /&gt;美国芝加哥大学的研究员，通过实验发现，虾等软壳类食物含有大量浓度较高的－五钾砷化合物。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这种物质食入体内，本身对体并无毒害作用但是，在服用「维生素C」之后，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;由于化学作用，使原来无毒的－五钾砷 (即砷酸酐，亦称五氧化砷，其化学式为(As05)，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;转变为有毒的三钾砷 (即亚砷酸酐 )，又称为三氧化二砷，其化学式为(As0)，这就是们俗称的砒霜!&lt;br /&gt;砒霜有原浆毒作用，能麻痹毛细血管，抑制巯基梅的活性，并使肝脏脂变肝小叶中心坏死，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心、肝、肾、肠充血，上皮细胞坏死，毛细血管扩张。故中其毒而死者，常是七窍出血。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以；为慎重起见，在服用「维生素 C 」期间，应当忌食虾类。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看完后；请不要吝啬，转寄给的同学和亲友,现在很多饮料里都有维他命C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虾+维C=中毒&lt;br /&gt;感冒药+可乐=中毒&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-2217904243373263794?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-3933057328213142206</id><published>2008-08-25T17:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T17:29:20.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>殺鰻魚的方式....(18+)</title><content type='html'>殺鰻魚的方式....太爆笑了(18+)&lt;br /&gt;七歲的小明有天向媽媽問了一個問題~~什麼是戀愛??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;媽媽覺得很難形容，於是要小明找一天躲在客廳窗簾後面 &lt;br /&gt;看看姊姊及男友在一起相處聊天的事就會明白的~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;早上小明將自己所見一五一十的告訴了媽媽:&lt;br /&gt;姊姊和男友聊了一下午然後就將燈轉到最暗:&lt;br /&gt;姐的男友就開始抱著姊親親&lt;br /&gt;可是姐的臉色很奇怪且不停喘息&lt;br /&gt;於是她男友學醫生般把手身進姊姊的衣服裡摸摸姐的心跳&lt;br /&gt;後來他好像被姊姊傳染了也開始喘息了起來&lt;br /&gt;且開始發冷因為他把手伸進了姐姐的裙子裡取暖&lt;br /&gt;終於我知道是什麼東西讓他們不舒服了,是條大鰻魚&lt;br /&gt;它從姊男友的褲子裡跳了出來,一定嚇到了姊姊&lt;br /&gt;姐的眼睛張的好大嘴巴也張的好大&lt;br /&gt;但是姊姊變的好勇? 掛鴉~把鰻魚咬住了&lt;br /&gt;但可能太厲害了鰻魚咬不死換男友把它捉住了&lt;br /&gt;為了怕它咬人他又拿了一個套子把它套住&lt;br /&gt;接著姊躺下用腳使力的夾著它而男友則用身體壓住它&lt;br /&gt;我想他們是想用擠壓的方式把鰻魚壓死&lt;br /&gt;經過的一番打鬥終於制服了鰻魚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是真的!!&lt;br /&gt;終於鰻魚被壓死了!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;已經軟綿綿的掛在男友身上,! !&lt;br /&gt;男友還把鰻魚的皮剝了沖到馬桶去了」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小明的媽媽聽完後馬上就昏倒了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;某女校闹鬼&lt;br /&gt;有天被小红遇上了。&lt;br /&gt;鬼说：学妹。。。你看。。。我没有脚。。。我没有脚。。。 &lt;br /&gt;小红：那有什么。学姐你看，我没有胸部，我没有胸部。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-3933057328213142206?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3933057328213142206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=3933057328213142206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/3933057328213142206'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;9、我觉得世界上就只有两种人能吸引人，一种是特漂亮的一种，一种就是你这样的。&lt;br /&gt;10、你的长相很提神的说!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间和乳沟一样，挤一挤还是有的。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-6933018812090478628?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6933018812090478628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=6933018812090478628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/6933018812090478628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/6933018812090478628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/08/10.html' title='形容人长的丑的10条经典语句'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-8446866014134917081</id><published>2008-08-13T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T22:54:13.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mosquito Ringtone.... No adult can hear...</title><content type='html'>Go &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=9g0yThhJcxY&amp;fmt=18"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; (GOOD quality)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen Here: (low quality)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9g0yThhJcxY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9g0yThhJcxY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or straight download here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freemosquitoringtones.org/"&gt;http://www.freemosquitoringtones.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-8446866014134917081?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8446866014134917081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=8446866014134917081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/8446866014134917081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/8446866014134917081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/08/mosquito-ringtone-no-adult-can-hear.html' title='Mosquito Ringtone.... No adult can hear...'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-5662660090952804701</id><published>2008-07-26T12:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T12:12:56.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1- 10 ; 10-1</title><content type='html'>You might like it. This is hilarious.....even an Englishman could not construct&lt;br /&gt;sentences using numeric, which is exclusive only to Malaysians and&lt;br /&gt;Singaporeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Kaw  was asked to make a sentence using 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10.&lt;br /&gt;Not only did he do it 1 to 10, he did it again from 10 back to 1. This is what&lt;br /&gt;he came up with.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 day I go 2 climb a 3 outside a house to peep. But the couple saw me, so I panic&lt;br /&gt;and 4 down. The man rushed out and wanted to 5 with me. I ran until I fell 6 and&lt;br /&gt;threw up. So I go into 7 -eleven and grabbed some 8 to throw at him. Then I took&lt;br /&gt;a 9 and try to stab at him. 10 God he run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 I put the 9 back and pay for the 8 and left 7-eleven. Next day I called my&lt;br /&gt;boss and told him I was 6 . He said 5 , tomorrow also no need to come back 4 work.&lt;br /&gt;He also asked me to go climb a 3 and jump down. I don't understand. I am so nice&lt;br /&gt;2 him but I don't know what he 1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-5662660090952804701?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/5662660090952804701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=5662660090952804701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/5662660090952804701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/5662660090952804701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/07/1-10-10-1.html' title='1- 10 ; 10-1'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-2643137073586354121</id><published>2008-07-26T11:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T11:55:49.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story of Ants and Grasshoppers</title><content type='html'>Older Version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ant works hard in the withering heat all summer building its house and laying up supplies for the winter. The Grasshopper thinks the Ant is a fool and laughs &amp; dances &amp; plays the summer away.&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;Come winter, the Ant is warm and well fed. The Grasshopper has no food or shelter so he dies out in the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;Modern Version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ant works hard in the withering heat all summer building its house and laying up supplies for the winter. The Grasshopper thinks the Ant ' s a fool and laughs &amp; dances &amp; plays the summer away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come winter, the shivering Grasshopper calls a press conference and demands to know why the Ant should be allowed to be warm and well fed while others are cold and starving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV1, TV2 &amp; TV3 show up to ! provide pictures of the shivering Grasshopper next to a video of the Ant in his comfortable home with a table filled with food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The majority of the Malaysian Parliament stunned by the sharp contrast. How can this be that this poor Grasshopper allowed suffering so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Khairy stages a demonstration in front of the Ant ' s house .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Nazri goes on a fast along with other Grasshoppers demanding that Grasshoppers be relocated to warmer climates during winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Most of the related people criticizes the Malaysia Government for not upholding the fundamental rights of the Grasshopper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            The local news paper &amp; the Internet is flooded with online petitions seeking support to the Grasshopper (many promising Heaven and Everlasting Peace for prompt support as against the wrath of God for non-compliance) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Deputy minister immediately passes a law preventing Ants from working hard in the heat so as to bring about equality of poverty among Ants and Grasshoppers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Hishammudin makes 'More Special Reservation ' for Grasshoppers in Educational Institutions &amp; in Government Services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            The Ant; fined for failing to comply with 30% sharing and having nothing left to pay his retroactive taxes; its home is confiscated by the Government and handed over to the Grasshopper in a ceremony covered by maju ---------.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Prime Minister announces to the whole Malaysia that this is part ofthe NEP and all have to respect, no question ask and have to follow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Many years later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            The Ant has since migrated to the US and set up a multi-billion dollar company 100s of Grasshoppers still die of starvation despite reservation somewhere in Malaysia because of loosing lot of hard working Ants and feeding the Grasshoppers, Malaysia is still a developing country!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            All because the ANTS are still doing their&lt;br /&gt;            work.............................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-2643137073586354121?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2643137073586354121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=2643137073586354121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/2643137073586354121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/2643137073586354121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/07/older-version-ant-works-hard-in.html' title='Story of Ants and Grasshoppers'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-7360418281904439873</id><published>2008-06-28T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T09:44:31.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We got the power !</title><content type='html'>AFTER READING - KEEP FORWARDING TO BOYCOTT PETRONAS SALE TO BRING  DOWN THE PETROL PRICE  !!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS NOT THE 'DON'T BUY' PETROL FOR ONE DAY, BUT IT  WILL SHOW YOU HOW WE CAN GET PETROL BACK DOWN TO RM1.92 PER Litre....   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was originally sent by Phillip Hollsworth, a retired Coca Cola  executive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are tired of the gas  prices going up AND they will continue to rise this winter, take time  to read this, PLEASE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phillip offered this good  idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes MUCH MORE SENSE than the 'don't buy petrol on  a certain day' campaign that was going around last April or  May! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is worth your consideration. Join the  resistance!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to hit RM 2.70 a  litre and it might go higher!! Want petrol prices to come  down? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to take some intelligent, united action. The oil  companies just laughed at last year's action because they knew we  would not continue to 'hurt' ourselves by refusing to buy  petrol.  It was more of an inconvenience to us than it was a  problem for them.  BUT whoever thought of this idea, has come up  with a plan that can really work.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please read on and join  with us! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now, you're probably thinking petrol priced at  about $1.50 is cheap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is currently RM2.70  for regular unleaded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the oil companies and the OPEC  nations have conditioned us to think that the cost of a liter of gas  is CHEAP at $1.50, we need to take aggressive action to teach them  that BUYERS control the marketplace...not sellers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the  price of gasoline going up more each day, we consumers need to take  action. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way we are going to see the price of petrol  come down is if we hit someone in the pocketbook by not purchasing  their petrol! And, we can do that WITHOUT hurting  ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How? Since we all rely on our cars, we can't just  stop buying petrol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we CAN have an impact on petrol prices  if we all act together to force a price war. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the idea:  For the rest of this year, DON'T purchase ANY petrol from Petronas &lt;br /&gt;the biggest  price-up driver company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they are not selling any petrol,  they will be inclined to reduce their prices. If they reduce their  prices, the other companies will have to follow suit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to  have an impact, we need to reach literally millions of Petronas  petrol buyers. It's SO simple! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't wimp out on me  at this point...keep reading and I'll explain how simple it is to  reach millions and even BILLIONS of people!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sending this  note to 20 people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If each of you sends it on  to at least twenty more that's (20 x 20 = 400) ..   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those 400 send it to at  least twenty more (400 x 20 = 8000 ... and so on,   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time the message  reaches the fifth group of people, we will have reached over SIXTY  FOUR MILLION consumers!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20x20 =  400 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;400x20 =  8,000 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8,000x20 =  160,000 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;160,000x20 =  3,200,000 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3,200,000x20 =  64,000,000 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64,000,000x20 =  12,800,000,000 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's 12.80 Billion  people folks, who will have been contacted!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievable??  Do the math and see for  yourself! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, all  you have to do is send this to 20  people.   That's all! &lt;br /&gt;I'll bet you didn't think we had that much  potential, did  you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acting together we  can make a difference.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this message makes sense to  you, then please pass it on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY will LOWER  THEIR PRICES TO BELOW THE RM1.92 RANGE AND KEEP THEM DOWN.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS CAN REALLY  WORK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's simple - send the message along to others and choose  to not buy petrol from Petronas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWENTY FIVE POINT SIX BILLION  people:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now THAT's people  power. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET'S JUST DO IT  ! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-7360418281904439873?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7360418281904439873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=7360418281904439873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7360418281904439873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/7360418281904439873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/06/we-got-power.html' title='We got the power !'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-200457251486998211</id><published>2008-06-23T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T00:18:51.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The story about “subsidy”…</title><content type='html'>A man called Maha owns a farm which can produce 10 apples every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has 5 workers to operate the farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of them eats 1 apple daily and it is enough to keep them operating the farm normally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remaining 4 apples, the landlord sells them at RM10 each and he earns RM40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He uses the RM25 to improve the farm operation and facilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gives RM2.00 to each of his workers and he keeps the remaining RM5.00 as profit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day, the farm is well developed and all of the 5 workers are happy with the money they can save.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Maha passed away and there is a new landlord, Abdul comes to continue the farm operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says to the workers:” We need to improve the farm quality and redefine our way of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on all of you only need to pay RM1.00 for each apple you eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very cheap as the price is RM10 each outside the farm.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The workers have no choice but to pay RM1.00 for the apple they eat daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their earning decrease from RM2.00 to RM1.00 per person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, Abdul sells the 4 apples and he gets RM40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He uses RM25 for farm improvement and pays RM10 to his 5 workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gets RM5.00 as profit. On top of that, he gets another RM5.00 from the apples that he sells to his workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In total, he gets RM10 as profit every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, the apple price increases to RM20 each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new landlord gets a higher profit as he gets RM80 for the 4 apples he sells daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he decides to give the farming improvement contract to one of his close friend, Samy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samy says:”Apple cost naik, improvement cost also misti naik.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the farm improvement cost increases from RM25 to RM50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In actual, the improvement only cost RM30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remaining RM20, Abdul and Samy share evenly among themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s calculate how much Abdul gets daily:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RM10 (from farm improvement cost)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RM20 (Net profit by selling 4 apples: [Gross profit, RM80] - [Improvement cost, RM50] - [Wages RM10] = RM20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RM5 (from selling apples to his workers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In total, Abdul gets RM35 daily compare to RM10 initially when he takes over the farm from Maha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His profit increases RM25 and the workers are still getting RM1.00 daily per person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greedy Abdul does not want to stop there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, he says to his fellow workers:” You see ah, the current market price for one apple is RM20 and you are only paying RM1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how lucky you are! I have to SUBSIDY RM19.00 for each of the apple you buy and total I need to SUBSIDY RM95.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will greatly burden the farm and we might get bankrupt if we continue like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to avoid bankruptcy, I need to increase the apple price that you buy from RM1.00 to RM1.50 and I will bear the remaining RM18.50 per apple as my subsidy to you all. ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, greedy Abdul adds RM2.50 to his current profit and the number becomes RM37.50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you have read the story, I am sure you have already understood the meaning of “SUBSIDY” given by the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The RM95 subsidy never existed in the first place and so was the RM52 billion fuel subsidy generously “given” by the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutting fuel subsidy is actually just a reason to steal money from your pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna stand there and let them rob you？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-200457251486998211?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/200457251486998211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=200457251486998211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/200457251486998211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/200457251486998211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/06/story-about-subsidy.html' title='The story about “subsidy”…'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-4560348605293180233</id><published>2008-06-21T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T20:07:16.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOG!</title><content type='html'>This is definitely not my dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9-AqklUha8Y&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9-AqklUha8Y&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-4560348605293180233?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/4560348605293180233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=4560348605293180233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/4560348605293180233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/4560348605293180233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/06/dog.html' title='DOG!'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-554508658997001551</id><published>2008-06-17T23:50:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T00:51:41.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That day...</title><content type='html'>This is the first time I sing Kara-OK right before exam with L , C and S. It's quite memorable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how we sang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SFfp9-qXSkI/AAAAAAAAATw/ojDutaM1F0A/s1600-h/DSC06736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SFfp9-qXSkI/AAAAAAAAATw/ojDutaM1F0A/s320/DSC06736.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212892344706615874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SFfp-PF8wlI/AAAAAAAAAT4/PDbB66V-TY0/s1600-h/DSC06738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SFfp-PF8wlI/AAAAAAAAAT4/PDbB66V-TY0/s320/DSC06738.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212892349117284946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SFfp-SJrQlI/AAAAAAAAAUA/QwvyATOF5qg/s1600-h/DSC06742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SFfp-SJrQlI/AAAAAAAAAUA/QwvyATOF5qg/s320/DSC06742.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212892349938221650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished when NEWAY closed at 5a.m. &lt;br /&gt;We were very exhausted but still very high... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"L" had a good finishing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SFfp-10JJRI/AAAAAAAAAUI/6Dkkhu1xNNw/s1600-h/DSC06750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SFfp-10JJRI/AAAAAAAAAUI/6Dkkhu1xNNw/s320/DSC06750.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212892359511581970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"C" then thought of a better finale... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SFfp_Df2i5I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ILmewsHCRR0/s1600-h/DSC06749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SFfp_Df2i5I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ILmewsHCRR0/s320/DSC06749.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212892363184573330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's not the end yet. Because of we were THAT energetic that night... We had a hard time studying for the finals... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This how how we study :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SFfl0rGn2sI/AAAAAAAAATo/f-wANrjN8l4/s1600-h/DSC06781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SFfl0rGn2sI/AAAAAAAAATo/f-wANrjN8l4/s320/DSC06781.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212887786791099074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the moral of the story is:  DON'T SING K WITH YOUR FRIENDS BEFORE EXAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be looking like this when you cant finish to do revision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SFfljAm3lbI/AAAAAAAAATg/95qW4PMi4sM/s1600-h/DSC06762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SFfljAm3lbI/AAAAAAAAATg/95qW4PMi4sM/s320/DSC06762.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212887483325846962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for dropping by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X7P_preDLoc&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X7P_preDLoc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2dQURlZOK4o&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2dQURlZOK4o&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-554508658997001551?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/554508658997001551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=554508658997001551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/554508658997001551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/554508658997001551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/06/that-day.html' title='That day...'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SFfp9-qXSkI/AAAAAAAAATw/ojDutaM1F0A/s72-c/DSC06736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-6104375366936240885</id><published>2008-05-29T07:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T07:41:18.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting People in Youtube (from Alor Star)</title><content type='html'>This is Botak Lee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TaUFFAGY1e0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TaUFFAGY1e0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is crazy bitch&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaha... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QLPaxkLyIyU&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QLPaxkLyIyU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Lots of Mat rempit on the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZunHvbA_M5E&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZunHvbA_M5E&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-6104375366936240885?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6104375366936240885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=6104375366936240885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/6104375366936240885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/6104375366936240885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/05/interesting-people-in-youtube-from-alor.html' title='Interesting People in Youtube (from Alor Star)'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-3773231573512052565</id><published>2008-05-29T02:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T17:29:11.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Torture...</title><content type='html'>Hamsters kena torture... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1d1fcbbdb9e6355b" 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" 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title='Torture...'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-881968803617109988</id><published>2008-05-27T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T18:36:32.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V1x6FzK-JHE&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V1x6FzK-JHE&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in my home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z8Wl3firJQk&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z8Wl3firJQk&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-881968803617109988?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/881968803617109988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=881968803617109988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/881968803617109988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/881968803617109988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-have-dream-here-in-my-home.html' title=''/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-4836500869028973428</id><published>2008-05-25T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:54:59.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Say Hi to Ah Chii</title><content type='html'>This is my good friend, Ah Chii... He just involve in an accident today.&lt;br /&gt;Now he is self medicating at home, his new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SShp6XuI_EQ"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SShp6XuI_EQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was Sai Di... Now Chii... I need to be more careful also...&lt;br /&gt;Especially when riding...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-4836500869028973428?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/4836500869028973428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=4836500869028973428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/4836500869028973428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/4836500869028973428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/05/go-say-hi-to-ah-chii.html' title='Go Say Hi to Ah Chii'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-8393234056344744320</id><published>2008-05-22T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T14:20:15.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another gold fish video</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ii8UoZXNbJ8&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ii8UoZXNbJ8&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-8393234056344744320?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8393234056344744320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=8393234056344744320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/8393234056344744320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/8393234056344744320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-gold-fish-video.html' title='Another gold fish video'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-6425054612159646482</id><published>2008-05-21T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T00:36:59.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ewww trick</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JYr8SdGXa3o&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JYr8SdGXa3o&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-6425054612159646482?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6425054612159646482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=6425054612159646482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/6425054612159646482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/6425054612159646482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/05/ewww-trick.html' title='Ewww trick'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-4373011144738777940</id><published>2008-05-18T20:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T20:30:40.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice scenery at  Simpang Empat</title><content type='html'>I went to simpang empat to check on the loading process. It was a hot day...&lt;br /&gt;I got sunburn after standing under the hot sun "accompanying" the loading of 5 trailer. From 10 am till 5 pm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only thing nice there is the view of the paddy field beside the site. Haven't seen such a view for so long... 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SDAeaQR1yvI/AAAAAAAAASI/xHipCBYecOg/s400/DSC06965.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201691006008150770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SDAeawR1ywI/AAAAAAAAASQ/g4-JGA0cD24/s1600-h/DSC06966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SDAeawR1ywI/AAAAAAAAASQ/g4-JGA0cD24/s400/DSC06966.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201691014598085378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SDAebgR1yxI/AAAAAAAAASY/C8MUGbGRH5U/s1600-h/DSC06967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SDAebgR1yxI/AAAAAAAAASY/C8MUGbGRH5U/s400/DSC06967.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201691027482987282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-4373011144738777940?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/4373011144738777940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=4373011144738777940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/4373011144738777940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/4373011144738777940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/05/nice-scenery-at-simpang-empat.html' title='Nice scenery at  Simpang Empat'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SDAfVgR1yyI/AAAAAAAAASg/w3u2CvvxHIo/s72-c/DSC06968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-2408374106911832198</id><published>2008-05-12T15:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T15:41:22.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Survey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.planet-pulse.com/mytravel/index.php?rid=535"&gt;http://www.planet-pulse.com/mytravel/index.php?rid=535&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi I took this regional travel survey supported by Tourism Malaysia and it offers many exciting rewards including a trip to Hong Kong Disneyland. Just click on the link below for further information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.planet-pulse.com/mytravel/index.php?rid=535"&gt;http://www.planet-pulse.com/mytravel/index.php?rid=535&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip: Hurry because prizes are limited and survey closes soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-2408374106911832198?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2408374106911832198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=2408374106911832198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/2408374106911832198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/2408374106911832198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/05/survey.html' title='Survey'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-5636414878833614665</id><published>2008-05-09T18:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T18:41:17.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Mac Chant</title><content type='html'>Big Mac Chant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Two All-Beef Patties,&lt;br /&gt;Special Sauce, Lettuce,&lt;br /&gt;Cheese, Pickles, Onions&lt;br /&gt;On A Sesame Seed Bun!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there's a chance to win RM 10 000!!!&lt;br /&gt;Just take a &lt;strong&gt;video&lt;/strong&gt; of yourself doing the Big Mac Chant and you just could be the winner of RM10,000!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See more &lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/bigmacchant"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-5636414878833614665?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/5636414878833614665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=5636414878833614665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/5636414878833614665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/5636414878833614665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/05/big-mac-chant.html' title='Big Mac Chant'/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6202524885080449129.post-3219893968201255011</id><published>2008-05-06T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T22:25:19.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SCBouPNgSWI/AAAAAAAAARw/RtMfNsyHwCM/s1600-h/DSC06850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SCBouPNgSWI/AAAAAAAAARw/RtMfNsyHwCM/s400/DSC06850.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197269113551997282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the QC office... This is the QC office without computer... The one I usually use to online is now send for repair... So many things need repair since I started working... first the CNC machine (2 out of 3), now this... I, myself was sick with fever and cough last week as well... &lt;br /&gt;Now got "Abang" Shen laptop can be used for working purpose... no more chatting at work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only 3rd week I'm part of Hoe Heng Engineering...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6202524885080449129-3219893968201255011?l=lowchanyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3219893968201255011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6202524885080449129&amp;postID=3219893968201255011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/3219893968201255011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6202524885080449129/posts/default/3219893968201255011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowchanyee.blogspot.com/2008/05/take-look-at-qc-office.html' title=''/><author><name>ChanYee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbuyRrv4m7A/SCBouPNgSWI/AAAAAAAAARw/RtMfNsyHwCM/s72-c/DSC06850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
