<?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-7616790</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:46:30.055+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The other Eden, My Oasis.</title><subtitle type='html'>My life, memories.
all the journeys from inner to physical.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>149</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-1568391579433825528</id><published>2008-01-01T12:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T12:07:44.680+11:00</updated><title type='text'>An Annual Event</title><content type='html'>Happy Fucking Good New Year!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHah (hope they won't cencored the swearing hahahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is an annual event that EVERYONE cannot miss.&lt;br /&gt;New Year Resolution is the most bullshit thing in the world.&lt;br /&gt;YOu see them saying their own new year resolution, and ended up breaking it 2 days later.&lt;br /&gt;which is the 3rd of January&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I will not mention anything about my new year resolution.&lt;br /&gt;they will always be the same.&lt;br /&gt;live a good life and enjoy all i can. and of course get good results!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this is the new year post.&lt;br /&gt;having a hungover from 5 shots of vodka.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR AGAIN!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-1568391579433825528?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/1568391579433825528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=1568391579433825528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/1568391579433825528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/1568391579433825528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2008/01/annual-event.html' title='An Annual Event'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-7320506928403473857</id><published>2007-12-17T21:53:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T22:25:01.637+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Snows Trip!</title><content type='html'>well, did I mention that I went on a trip to Snowy Mountain during the July holiday?&lt;br /&gt;these are the photos update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             the trip start with two cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2ZV73qUS5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/ESktxwJtqq4/s1600-h/IMG_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2ZV73qUS5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/ESktxwJtqq4/s320/IMG_0081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144894111359454098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                              ONLY US,  pitstop . McDonalds. =)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2Za2HqUTJI/AAAAAAAAAHE/sAm9Pjnisnc/s1600-h/DSCF4628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2Za2HqUTJI/AAAAAAAAAHE/sAm9Pjnisnc/s320/DSCF4628.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144899510133345426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             BOOOO. =)  (pretty dangerous. I was driving. )&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2Za2nqUTKI/AAAAAAAAAHM/XrAr4NrF1Ms/s1600-h/DSCF4631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2Za2nqUTKI/AAAAAAAAAHM/XrAr4NrF1Ms/s320/DSCF4631.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144899518723280034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             thats me driving. LOL&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2ZaAnqUTDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/6kXJjznBEjI/s1600-h/IMG_0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2ZaAnqUTDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/6kXJjznBEjI/s320/IMG_0389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144898591010343986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             My My, the YAris EaRN some respect!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2Za2nqUTMI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Q8mo7Ir9vzg/s1600-h/DSCF4656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2Za2nqUTMI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Q8mo7Ir9vzg/s320/DSCF4656.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144899518723280066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             I think they are trying to make angels. I Think =)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2ZaA3qUTEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/obAqv7uTOVs/s1600-h/IMG_0439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2ZaA3qUTEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/obAqv7uTOVs/s320/IMG_0439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144898595305311298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                              End of skiing and snowboarding. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2Za2HqUTII/AAAAAAAAAG8/7cv5HXXdiYI/s1600-h/IMG_0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2Za2HqUTII/AAAAAAAAAG8/7cv5HXXdiYI/s320/IMG_0507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144899510133345410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                              Free Fall!!! =)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2Za2nqUTLI/AAAAAAAAAHU/3HFIdETF3vM/s1600-h/DSCF4727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2Za2nqUTLI/AAAAAAAAAHU/3HFIdETF3vM/s320/DSCF4727.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144899518723280050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                              LOL pic. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2ZaBHqUTFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/_SXbdNxqaS0/s1600-h/IMG_0499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2ZaBHqUTFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/_SXbdNxqaS0/s320/IMG_0499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144898599600278610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            More LOL pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2ZV8XqUS9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/j2fvvOG5deA/s1600-h/IMG_0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2ZV8XqUS9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/j2fvvOG5deA/s320/IMG_0301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144894119949388754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                              At the Top of the Mountain!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2ZaB3qUTHI/AAAAAAAAAG0/OgzmrrHh75A/s1600-h/IMG_0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2ZaB3qUTHI/AAAAAAAAAG0/OgzmrrHh75A/s320/IMG_0519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144898612485180530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             The two cars we travelled with. =)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2ZV73qUS6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/J7lqUJsLCq4/s1600-h/IMG_0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2ZV73qUS6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/J7lqUJsLCq4/s320/IMG_0242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144894111359454114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             The Boys&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2ZV8HqUS7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/8DVSk9gXypY/s1600-h/IMG_0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2ZV8HqUS7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/8DVSk9gXypY/s320/IMG_0244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144894115654421426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            The MENS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not trying to be sexist!!&lt;br /&gt;more photos, you can refer to my Facebook. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-7320506928403473857?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/7320506928403473857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=7320506928403473857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/7320506928403473857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/7320506928403473857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2007/12/snows-trip.html' title='Snows Trip!'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/R2ZV73qUS5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/ESktxwJtqq4/s72-c/IMG_0081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-1925805012030180893</id><published>2007-12-17T21:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T21:53:40.069+11:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATED!!</title><content type='html'>My oh my, finally, I am updating my blog.&lt;br /&gt;I am terribly sorry to those that visits my blog and found out what a boring and outdated person I am. I am Very sorry.&lt;br /&gt;The reason behind these lateness and not updating my blog is that I was busy.&lt;br /&gt;If you guys don't believe it, I will list the reason down here. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;They are true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that got be caught up until I cannot blog are:&lt;br /&gt;1. Exams&lt;br /&gt;2. Assignments&lt;br /&gt;3. homework&lt;br /&gt;4. Socialising (neglecting internet socialising. SORRY!)&lt;br /&gt;5. watching 250GB of anime and series&lt;br /&gt;    (ohh, did I mention that I've bought a 250GB external HardDisk?)&lt;br /&gt;6. updating the website (MSO site)&lt;br /&gt;    (ohh, I am the webmaster for Malaysian Student Organisation UNSW)&lt;br /&gt;7. driving around (consider socialising??)&lt;br /&gt;8. Studying&lt;br /&gt;9. Remote Control Car Building.&lt;br /&gt;    (belive me, they are surprisingly FUN!)&lt;br /&gt;10. Tutoring (to earn extra Cash!!)&lt;br /&gt;11. Making questions for students&lt;br /&gt;12. car shopping and browsing&lt;br /&gt;13. more anime&lt;br /&gt;14. NINJAING!!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess these list is reasonable for me to get away of this not-updating-my-blog guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well now that I am in holiday, I will be free enough to update the blog. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;but my holiday ends on 14th of January.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well guys, how are your holiday?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think friends in m'sia is in holiday. I am not sure myself.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, tell me about your holiday. I will update the events that happens in my life in the time period that I was MIA (Missing In Action).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-1925805012030180893?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/1925805012030180893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=1925805012030180893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/1925805012030180893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/1925805012030180893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2007/12/updated.html' title='UPDATED!!'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-2733973235375447074</id><published>2007-09-15T22:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T22:25:25.157+10:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months later</title><content type='html'>2 Months later.&lt;br /&gt;I have finally decided to update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not because I am bored.&lt;br /&gt;This is not because I feel guilty for not updating.&lt;br /&gt;This is NOT because I am free.&lt;br /&gt;This is because a lot of things happen in this 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;This is because I have learnt the biggest lesson of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is fragile.&lt;br /&gt;I know that.&lt;br /&gt;You can lose it easily.&lt;br /&gt;I know that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why won't I believe it?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to experience a sight of death then I will realise that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess. all I can say is that, that is just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never push yourself to the point where there is no return,&lt;br /&gt;cause sometimes you may never come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn that this week.&lt;br /&gt;Today. This morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone always say that they are the luckiest man/woman in the world.&lt;br /&gt;we tend to not believe it.&lt;br /&gt;But now, I believe that I am the luckiest man in the world.&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry for those that get involve in the incident.&lt;br /&gt;And I Thank you guys for all your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran away unhurt this time. It is a sign.&lt;br /&gt;Learn from mistake, and never come back to this point, this morning again.&lt;br /&gt;Today, saturday, 15th September 2007.&lt;br /&gt;This morning.&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt the BIGGEST lesson of my life.&lt;br /&gt;It changed my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be or even see the situation that happen to us this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short Yihong, Cherish every second of it.&lt;br /&gt;achieve what you want to achieve. and go forward with no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the luckiest Man in the world this morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-2733973235375447074?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/2733973235375447074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=2733973235375447074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/2733973235375447074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/2733973235375447074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2007/09/2-months-later.html' title='2 months later'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-2711748737024542746</id><published>2007-07-11T20:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T21:39:46.870+10:00</updated><title type='text'>This is how things are going to work...</title><content type='html'>This is how things are going to work right now.&lt;br /&gt;Since I am a busy man. I have a lot of important obligations that I cannot miss or unable to do it. For example Housework, Having fun, Facebooking, Pokering, and of course I cannot neglect my outside life. So, that is how things will be working now.&lt;br /&gt;A monthly post of how my life have been and what I have been doing will be posted. With images hopefully, this is due to recent enjoyment of the thrill of taking photos with good looking girls and having fun taking photo while acting a fool. Anyhow, the story of June....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NCG. National something something. This is sad, the fact that I have attended this Malaysian only event, and that everyone have been calling it NCG, I do not even know what NCG stands for. National Conference of Game?  National  Conference of Gaming?  ...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this awesome event is held in Melbourne. Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;No. I am not going to have an online gaming of volleyball with other state, although my uber micro has been improving.&lt;br /&gt;I went to Melbourne for this annual event where every state best Malaysian sportsman and sportswoman are gathered to have a showdown.&lt;br /&gt;and the sport that I am taking part in is Volleyball. Although people might think I am good in basketball, thanks, but there are someone better than me. Way better than me. And surprisingly they are Malaysian hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;Although this event cost me a whopping 400 bucks. I have to say it is worth the money. even though they are a bit unorganised, the food is not as good (especially breakfast), and the event is so short that we do not have the chance to explore melbourne. Overall, it is a great event that I would recommend people to go. I have met tons of people (mostly female that looks pretty) , and most importantly I have the time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, who would not agree with me that the world is so small. I managed to meet someone from Chong Hwa Independent High School. her name is Sheryl. Although I have not met her in CHKL, we have a lot of mutual friends that drives me to speak up when I was in Melbourne. By speaking up, I started by saying "You look familiar, Do I know you or seen you around before?" Too all the girls out there. Seriously, this is not my pick up line.&lt;br /&gt;The world is so small. Believe me.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I will stop all the gibberish of how I meet people. I will post up some photos. They are not the best, BUT they are what I have sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember guys, there is a shop in Melbourne, it is called KOKOBLACK. IT is the one of the best in Melbourne. and GUys, do not order too much, you will feel sick of chocolate real fast. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RpS9OnE9lHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6MS74KuyHLk/s1600-h/P1010349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RpS9OnE9lHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6MS74KuyHLk/s400/P1010349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085897937913746546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me eating chocolate ice cream. They melts in your lips. But you can also taste the sugar and the sweetness after a few bites. This is Why I am fatter. LOl&lt;br /&gt;Since I was kind of the youngest of all, I have the chance to go to the shops with a group of girls.&lt;br /&gt;The privilege of the youngest of all wins haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RpS9nnE9lII/AAAAAAAAAEs/jhrb_IuD6_g/s1600-h/P1010351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RpS9nnE9lII/AAAAAAAAAEs/jhrb_IuD6_g/s400/P1010351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085898367410476162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is a group of boys.&lt;br /&gt;believe me, before the trip I only know one of them. But now, I know all of them.&lt;br /&gt;This is why I would go to the NCG again next year.&lt;br /&gt;network. network is crucial after University. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RpS-KHE9lJI/AAAAAAAAAE0/VOgteqOnnvI/s1600-h/P1010355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RpS-KHE9lJI/AAAAAAAAAE0/VOgteqOnnvI/s400/P1010355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085898960115963026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the team!&lt;br /&gt;The Volleyball team.&lt;br /&gt;We are the best. Although we didn't win any prize that prove we are the best.&lt;br /&gt;Now, this is the reason why I didn't mention about the result.&lt;br /&gt;It turns out to be not important, and that knowing it will cost your precious life.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, your precious life.&lt;br /&gt;So, don't start asking me about the result. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RpS-hHE9lKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/02L-ncXTBQs/s1600-h/P1010366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RpS-hHE9lKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/02L-ncXTBQs/s400/P1010366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085899355252954274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the best photo. haha The team and the trophy.&lt;br /&gt;Victory? glory? or fake?&lt;br /&gt;you can guess that hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;But I am glad to be a NSW.&lt;br /&gt;this is because we are the overall champion of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip ended with some shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Note, people has been saying shopping is the best in Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;They are wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia is better!&lt;br /&gt;buT They are in fact the best in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;There is no wonder why the girls have been asking the guys to go to Melbourne with them.&lt;br /&gt;So they can spend, and we can pay.&lt;br /&gt;sad concept, but it happens to those unfortunate people out there.&lt;br /&gt;I feel the pain brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you know my busy life.&lt;br /&gt;This is the end for this post. For more photos, go to my facebook, which I will be there always to check it out. note. all the pretty girls photos are in my facebook, myspace, and friendster.&lt;br /&gt;This is how bored and so called busy I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are living in a small world.&lt;br /&gt;You will not believe me until you have experienced it yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-2711748737024542746?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/2711748737024542746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=2711748737024542746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/2711748737024542746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/2711748737024542746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-is-how-things-are-going-to-work.html' title='This is how things are going to work...'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RpS9OnE9lHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6MS74KuyHLk/s72-c/P1010349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-4256947633414498620</id><published>2007-06-28T22:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T22:55:40.575+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Untagged</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Shane, that I am being tagged. Now, you guys will have a Once-In-A-Lifetime chance of knowing ONE of my crush.&lt;br /&gt;How dumb....Sorry Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT....I still have to do my TAG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crush.&lt;br /&gt;I have a crush about around 5 minutes everyday.&lt;br /&gt;so in total for now, I will be having a huge number of crushes.&lt;br /&gt;and of coz, this only occur when I am out or in University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crush to me is just someone you have / haven't met, and you like her look.&lt;br /&gt;crush is all about looks to me.&lt;br /&gt;So now, the secret reveals.&lt;br /&gt;I have had a crush on someone.&lt;br /&gt;that person is so special that I am glad that we are still friends when I am back in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she is a Malaysian.&lt;br /&gt;her name is....&lt;br /&gt;(drums roll..........)&lt;br /&gt;Tan ShihShuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I HAVE A PHOTO OF ME AND HER&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahhahaha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RoOtjnE9lFI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GFgW62z3sDM/s1600-h/2012-MV+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RoOtjnE9lFI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GFgW62z3sDM/s400/2012-MV+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081095631900873810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This photo was taken a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;and I realised I have no fashion sense AT THAT TIME&lt;br /&gt;ahahahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is a nice girl.&lt;br /&gt;good Looks.&lt;br /&gt;and smart too&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;but too bad now that I am in Australia&lt;br /&gt;But it is a friendship that holds until now.&lt;br /&gt;which is awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...I will be a good man.&lt;br /&gt;I will not tag anyone&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finish my exam!!&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;how fun is that?&lt;br /&gt;but i feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i will be thinkin things to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahha&lt;br /&gt;take care guys&lt;br /&gt;and enjoy your holiday&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-4256947633414498620?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/4256947633414498620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=4256947633414498620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/4256947633414498620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/4256947633414498620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2007/06/untagged.html' title='Untagged'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RoOtjnE9lFI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GFgW62z3sDM/s72-c/2012-MV+046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-8577481209034759726</id><published>2007-06-27T12:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T12:42:52.990+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the feeling...</title><content type='html'>This feeling.&lt;br /&gt;the boredomness, yet stressful feeling&lt;br /&gt;is the type of feeling that I will always experience it when I am having my last exam&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while since I last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;However, this will be a short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all of those who think Uni is easy again....&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you now, High School is way much more better than University&lt;br /&gt;We have two HSC every year.&lt;br /&gt;yep, the Finals exams are incredibly similar to HSC.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, it is another HSC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets go Ghost Hunting.&lt;br /&gt;an idea by a few new friends I've met in the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;NIce to know you guys, Rosie, Nancy and Mike.&lt;br /&gt;and yes....we did go ghost hunting.&lt;br /&gt;well.....kinda.......Close to actually ghost huntin&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song got into me recently.&lt;br /&gt;itz Stolen by dashboard Confessional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; We watch the season pull up its own stakes&lt;br /&gt;And catch the last weekend of the last week&lt;br /&gt;Before the gold and the glimmer have been replaced,&lt;br /&gt;Another sun soaked season fades away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have stolen my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invitation only, grant farewells&lt;br /&gt;Crush the best one, of the best ones&lt;br /&gt;Clear liquor and cloudy eyed, too early to say goodnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have stolen my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from the ballroom floor we are in celebration&lt;br /&gt;One good stretch before our hibernation&lt;br /&gt;Our dreams assured and we all, will sleep well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have stolen&lt;br /&gt;You have stolen my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch you spin around in the highest heels&lt;br /&gt;You are the best one, of the best ones&lt;br /&gt;We all look like we feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have stolen my&lt;br /&gt;You have stolen my heart&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in fate?&lt;br /&gt;is fate = coincidence?&lt;br /&gt;You can be the judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm BACK!! ALIVE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-8577481209034759726?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/8577481209034759726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=8577481209034759726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/8577481209034759726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/8577481209034759726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2007/06/feeling.html' title='the feeling...'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-2015084707338919628</id><published>2007-05-05T00:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T01:17:43.219+10:00</updated><title type='text'>University life</title><content type='html'>It has been 10 weeks I have been attending to a different school. This school is utterly different from the normal high school that we have been attending. This school is called the university. Apparently I haven't had a post about the university life that I have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so true that what the teacher said is always right, which somehow makes me hate it because they are so RIGHt. They always tell us that University will be WAY harder than High School. We were high school students, who would listen to teachers? WE are natural rebels. But, now, I totally agree with them that makes me hate them more. (note: Hate is love =]). University is not like the easy school that I have had in my mind, and in fact OUr minds. The university that I have had in my mind is a free and easy school where we are not tied up my nagging teachers and annoying deputy principal giving you warnings about what you wear AND most importantly NO WORK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT apparently the realistic University is partly my dream university, where we are free from nags. We are free. However, we are so free that we've forgot that it is a school, and every students in this school is a competitor. So, I am having a lot of competition in this school, and the extreme amount of freedom in Life lead to us slacking off and resulted on a crappy test results because we didn't do much work. Now that no one is nagging me about my work, I MISS those teacher that nags a lot about me not doing work, because I am not having any improvement from not doing any work. AND IT IS NOT GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a student goes to The UNIVERSITY, There are three cases that might happen.&lt;br /&gt;1: is that You ace it, because you are so independent on studying that you've spent almost your whole weekend studying and increasing your knowledge and thinking of getting the best result in the school. A nerd.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, but you are the people that I don't want to meet, because you are so competitive, YOu make me SICK. No. I am serious. Literally SICk, because I will found out how dumb I am, and Lower my self esteem. FUCK you Lol. (I wonder whether F U C K will be censored? LOL)&lt;br /&gt;2: is that You will do alright with it. YOu are not as independent, but when you know the time to study, you will study very VERY hard for the test. you are normally a last-minute person where you will spend half of your time day dreaming and thinking of something irrelevant and on the day before the test you will cram all the work and study into you brain. Poor Brain. But somehow it works. YOu've passed. Your aim is to pass. Then after the test, you will find all your mates to play games or chill out and get drunk, because you think getting drunk is a good way to relax. NOT. (I love you guys. You guys makes me look smart, but, I don't wanna compete with you guys, because it is pointless. xD)&lt;br /&gt;3: is that You will fail. You are those people who think Your mother and father have a lot of money to spend that you've spent your time wasting money tryin to get a girl to get laid in the university. All you can think is play. and that's it. YOU make me sick too!!! You think you are so rich, why go to UNI (BEcause my mom say so. BULL SHIT! YOu fuckin moma's boy xD) influencing your so called friends around and shift their position from 1 to 2. If you don't wanna study, and you are rich. GEt out of the UNI, coz you are not a good influence. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and others are like me.&lt;br /&gt;random person walkin around knowing my limit and have a balance of FUn and serious study.&lt;br /&gt;I may not look smart. BUT seriously I am not. In fact i am dumb, Looks are very deceiving, so don't let my look trick you. xD&lt;br /&gt;HOwever, I 've spent some amount of time studyin and doin my work, hence resulted on a higher average result. I am the people who want to be the best but knowing that i cannot, so I've decided to be Higher average, so tease the average hahahah xD&lt;br /&gt;I am mean.&lt;br /&gt;But life is not fair. get over it sunshine&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is.&lt;br /&gt;University is not as fun as you thought. You may have a lot of freedom, But there is a price to pay when you have overdone something.&lt;br /&gt;So, be ready to face the music.&lt;br /&gt;My aim. High Distinction for every subject. It is probable, but I have doubts with myself.&lt;br /&gt;HOWever, as long I have done my best. I am happy with myself.&lt;br /&gt;Life is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;cherish it while you can before the hectic Working life start to approach you, and that you know you cannot escape it. So enjoy it while you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIfe is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RjtN3kAFvyI/AAAAAAAAAEE/w_sHijnYUCk/s1600-h/P1020216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RjtN3kAFvyI/AAAAAAAAAEE/w_sHijnYUCk/s400/P1020216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060724223233081122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             The Red Centre =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RjtOPkAFvzI/AAAAAAAAAEM/803VTkadL-I/s1600-h/P1020212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RjtOPkAFvzI/AAAAAAAAAEM/803VTkadL-I/s400/P1020212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060724635549941554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  The Famous UNSW main walk =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-2015084707338919628?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/2015084707338919628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=2015084707338919628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/2015084707338919628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/2015084707338919628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2007/05/university-life.html' title='University life'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RjtN3kAFvyI/AAAAAAAAAEE/w_sHijnYUCk/s72-c/P1020216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-422315340317155631</id><published>2007-04-24T23:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T00:10:27.999+10:00</updated><title type='text'>anonymous post</title><content type='html'>The title is anonymous. The reason for that is that I cannot think of a title that will suit this post, where it will include the tiring and agonising ACCT1501 test, the RELAY FOR LIFE, and also the EASTER SHOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF you have a title for that, tell me. I am not that creative with english YET.&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, as I have mentioned, I had an accounting test today. It is not good.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried my best, a bit. Although I have spent half my time playing games and chatting and doing something that is not productive like stoning, and doing other stuff other than accounting.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the problem with this midsem is that we have no example questions to do, and we don't know what the question will be like, and how hard it will be. So, the bottom line is that I didn't do as well as I think I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, we can stop talking the depressing accounting midsem, lets talk about something more productive than stoning and more meaningful than work (lol) which is fund raising and helping the unfortunate.&lt;br /&gt;I did an event called &lt;a href="http://www.relay.cancercouncil.com.au/"&gt;Relay For Life&lt;/a&gt;. It is for the cancer council, where We as a team have to collect an amount of money to donate to the cancer council.&lt;br /&gt;Well, there is the good times, the bad times, and the other times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good times is of course the run. I've managed to meet so many people and have fun with them By Running. It may sound lame, but when you are in a big event like this, you would be surprise how good it can be. and the best part is that the runs last OVERNIGHT. How awesomely good is that? Instead of clubbin overnight getting drunk and stuff, you are actually spending all of your energy for a good cause. HOW good does that feel? and You increase your life expectancy by not hurting your liver as much LOl.&lt;br /&gt;MORe over, it makes me fitter. LOL I can feel my abs now hahahahahaha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BAD times, to my surprise is that the bad times is not being tired the next day and go play volleyball for three hours the next day. In fact, it is the best time!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;the bad times is when i start asking everyone to donate money. I've found that it is so hard to squeeze money out of a person's pocket, even for a good cause!!&lt;br /&gt;All the thought that is running inside their mind, where they think "is he tryin to fraud me?""Is it worth it?""Why should i do it?""It is not my problem" etcetc. Why would you have those thoughts? It is for a good cause. You can save your money from less gamin, shopping, eating junks, etc to get money to donate. It will NoT hurt you. Besides the people that needs it are suffering more than us craving to have chocolate when we have no money, or crave to play games or crave to shop. What you should think is that, your money actually matters, and that it actually help a person or more. and YOU are saving life. It is a good deed. Sometimes, in life, i think human need to understand that the effect of havin money have cause us to forget that money is not all of it. Money is not important, maybe for some, BUt it is not that important for us, where we can keep ourselves alive and feel the greatness of life. We have our time of accepting, now it is time for us to give. WITHOUT asking anything in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back the The RELAY.&lt;br /&gt;the other times. The time when I am so tired that i slept in a sleeping bag, without a tent, and on a soggy grass lawn with the freezing cold midnight temperature.&lt;br /&gt;However, it feels wierdly good. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the RELAY. It is great. The best RELAy that i've ever been. (I've never been to one LOl) =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last one. The easter show.&lt;br /&gt;Since i'm tired of typing and writing so many things for you guys to read it.&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to post up photos. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONe word for the easter show.&lt;br /&gt;FANTABULOUS.&lt;br /&gt;It is super duperly great and Awesome. (I've been repeating myself with this word. I need a new word. Give me one!! LOl xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/Ri4MaGPqi1I/AAAAAAAAADc/bUgZnJXXWUE/s1600-h/P1020126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/Ri4MaGPqi1I/AAAAAAAAADc/bUgZnJXXWUE/s400/P1020126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056993074076093266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wow. THE ZOOLANDER POSE!! LOl (except for zolia. dam unique tryhard LOL) xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/Ri4MZmPqi0I/AAAAAAAAADU/QpQH6KlU6e4/s1600-h/P1020109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/Ri4MZmPqi0I/AAAAAAAAADU/QpQH6KlU6e4/s400/P1020109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056993065486158658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Gay times. BUT I enjoy it hahaha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/Ri4NhWPqi2I/AAAAAAAAADk/xest5EtRd2A/s1600-h/P1020134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/Ri4NhWPqi2I/AAAAAAAAADk/xest5EtRd2A/s400/P1020134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056994298141772642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this photo. I look so lonely. BUT that is not the point. Lol. It looks nice and decent.&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;What's with me and decent these days? hahaha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/Ri4Nh2Pqi3I/AAAAAAAAADs/df-qGW9lyXk/s1600-h/P1020137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/Ri4Nh2Pqi3I/AAAAAAAAADs/df-qGW9lyXk/s400/P1020137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056994306731707250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My HOMER and MARKS BART. HOW nice. I pay 5 bucks to get a HOMER. IT is worth it!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/Ri4NiGPqi4I/AAAAAAAAAD0/o6zPlDC0oBw/s1600-h/P1020118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/Ri4NiGPqi4I/AAAAAAAAAD0/o6zPlDC0oBw/s400/P1020118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056994311026674562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camwhore time. In the Fairies wheel (I think i got it wrong) BUT you get the idea Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/Ri4MYWPqixI/AAAAAAAAAC8/l-nvF2HVUrU/s1600-h/P1010982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/Ri4MYWPqixI/AAAAAAAAAC8/l-nvF2HVUrU/s400/P1010982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056993044011322130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the time when we arrive, and get all hyped up BEcause we are actually going to the EASTER SHOW LOl. The thrill of trying something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/Ri4MY2PqiyI/AAAAAAAAADE/7i5wXS8hWVw/s1600-h/P1020029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/Ri4MY2PqiyI/AAAAAAAAADE/7i5wXS8hWVw/s400/P1020029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056993052601256738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The tatoo gang. WE try to be cool hahahah. I have to roll up my sleeve the wholeday because of this tatoo LOl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/Ri4MZWPqizI/AAAAAAAAADM/512Chcu9Cec/s1600-h/P1020106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/Ri4MZWPqizI/AAAAAAAAADM/512Chcu9Cec/s400/P1020106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056993061191191346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the last...it is in the wheel LOl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's the update of my life.&lt;br /&gt;It is a good break, although i didn't manage to complete a thing. BUT i have fun&lt;br /&gt;that's the most important thing in life. To have fun.&lt;br /&gt;and enjoy your life.&lt;br /&gt;You will never know what will happen tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. Cherish every moment of life, and enjoy it&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-422315340317155631?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/422315340317155631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=422315340317155631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/422315340317155631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/422315340317155631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2007/04/anonymous-post.html' title='anonymous post'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/Ri4MaGPqi1I/AAAAAAAAADc/bUgZnJXXWUE/s72-c/P1020126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-2787555478899246795</id><published>2007-04-16T23:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T23:39:04.393+10:00</updated><title type='text'>An epidemic?</title><content type='html'>I would call this a new epidemic.&lt;br /&gt;creating a test for people to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bored. when i am suppose to do math.&lt;br /&gt;so, do it.&lt;br /&gt;and see whether YOu are as bored as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/248659"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/248659/2.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-2787555478899246795?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/2787555478899246795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=2787555478899246795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/2787555478899246795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/2787555478899246795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2007/04/epidemic.html' title='An epidemic?'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-7459328509835117856</id><published>2007-04-09T21:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T22:45:43.908+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysian Rocks!</title><content type='html'>The title for this post. I think most people will agree. Unless they are those who are so proud of themself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysian Rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for this random and this amazing truth about Malaysian ROcks is that I am a Malaysian. And Malaysian Rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing things happen to me these few days. As most people would know is that we are in fact having our easter break. I am not having any fun for the first few days of holiday, where I have spent a lot of time just to complete a computing assignment. What worse is that I manage to finish it, without completing what it has asked, which is a WORKING program. Yes, My assignment have a few bugs. This is not just it. I've spent a lot of time just to complete it. I have even spent a whole night to complete it. yes, the whole night, however, I've managed to sleep at 430am, because I have a volleyball game the next day 12pm. Well, look at the bright side, ...theres no bright side... sleeping at 430am is not good and not fun ... not completing the assignment is not a good thing ... so ... what is the bright side. They say Everything have a bright side. What is the bright side for this assignment where I've spent a long long time just to solve it.  You need to understand that I've spent more than a week working with this assignment. But i still like Computing ... Does that make sense? I like programming. IF I have more time, I will complete it and score it. what I've learnt from this. START ASSIGNMENT EARLIER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the experience of workin assignment until late night, I've found out that walking on the streets at 2am in the morning is nice. In fact, it is awesome. The cool night breeze and the silence makes it the perfect time for a person to get back into nature. The worry of getting hit my a car is not an option, because there is no car (not literally..but less) on the road and when you are walkin on the middle of the road, you have no worries. Freedom is felt. It makes me feels more relax and more calm. I had fun on the walk to 7-11 LOL. However, there is one and the only worry that a person will be worrying about, it is the safety. other than that, LIFE is great at 2am. It is like a priceless drugs that I can only feel. I feel free and relax. And the best thing is that it doesn't harm me, and I didn't spend a cent! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was the night.&lt;br /&gt;THe next day, it is the Malaysian Society Sports day...or something that sounds different but have the same meaning hehez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a Great volleyball player hahaha I've participate in the volleyball team for UNSW.&lt;br /&gt;Before the game starts, we didn't aspect to win, all we want is to enjoy ourself. Because rumour says that there is a state player in UTS, and we will be beaten.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? We won! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;AND...I am the secret weapon!! hahaha I think I am blowing my own trumpet a bit too much hahaha =D&lt;br /&gt;In the game between UTS and UNSW, They kept yelling the slogan MASA MASA and something like that. Well, MASA is the Malaysian Society for UTS.&lt;br /&gt;And it is annoying, because they kept yellin. I was hoping that some people will yell back to them "Lets Go MASAK MASA" (it means cook MASA. MASAK means cook and by adding a 'K' to MASA, they can play MASAK MASAK...a game where kids pretend they are chef and cooks with imaginary food hahaha). BUT apparently no one yell that out. It is too sophisticated for people to understand hahahahaha xD&lt;br /&gt;Well, my point for this is that.&lt;br /&gt;WE won and UNSW OWNS EVERYONE!!! hahahah&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was yesterday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;I drove to Joseph place to take a shower and supposely have a sleepover there. and then We rest for a while.&lt;br /&gt;At night. We head back to city to go to a dance party event from the Malaysian Society of all Unis which is called LUSH.&lt;br /&gt;It is held at the RoofTop bar in Skygarden, and to my suprise it is awesome. Just to let people know, this is my second time clubbing, and It is awesome! It is not Like pumpHouse where it is small and packed with random guys who are so eager to get laid. This is a University events, where most people there are Uni students and that we are there just to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;Well, joseph me dodo shane were there. and KAixien is there.&lt;br /&gt;WE dance!! because it is a dance party!!!&lt;br /&gt;And I've met a few people in the party, they are good people. nice. BEcause we are Malaysian HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;I want to see KX dance, but he refuse to dance. WHY?&lt;br /&gt;Why Would you buy a ticket and not dance in a DANCE party? weeerd. Do people afraid that they will make an ass of themself? Does shame affect a person so badly? Or maybe you are just too lazy and tired to dance (in KX case).&lt;br /&gt;Some people may refuse to dance because they think they are not good at dancing and they are not goin to try. And start immitating other people dance move through UTube. The thing is, when you are in a dance party, you have paid to enjoy yourself, why don't you just let go and have fun. you might look like a fool, BUT you are having fun. Why worry about what people think of You from your lousy and funny dance move? does what people think of you so important? or your own happyness is more important?&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is all about happyness, act a fool who cares, at least you are having fun.&lt;br /&gt;The persuit of happyness is happening everyday every second every time.&lt;br /&gt;The definition of happyness is defined by you and only you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My definition of happyness is that when I am enjoying myself and having fun. I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy? what is your definition of happyness?&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your life when you can. Life is short. Time flies and you cannot turn back time. Maybe i might discover how to turn back time. But for now, cherish every moment of life.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-7459328509835117856?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/7459328509835117856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=7459328509835117856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/7459328509835117856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/7459328509835117856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2007/04/malaysian-rocks.html' title='Malaysian Rocks!'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-7502162628932031615</id><published>2007-03-25T18:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T19:19:24.170+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A numbers of Birthdays!</title><content type='html'>I will start with wishing MIkel, Kylie and also OF cause SHANE&lt;br /&gt;a belated Happy Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to Kylies bday party in GreenBox Plus.&lt;br /&gt;For Kylie and Mikel party.&lt;br /&gt;it is in fact a combined party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before the party, I shout or buy a drink for shane for his bday.&lt;br /&gt;altho it is just a drink, i hope it is nice. and that HE is having fun.&lt;br /&gt;BEcause i did.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've also buy a Long Island for helena and some drinks for some friends.&lt;br /&gt;LONG ISLAND.&lt;br /&gt;IT consists of five shots of high alcohol drinks with the chaser COKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few sips Helena had, She is tipsy. LOL&lt;br /&gt;So, we drank the rest for him.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, she just like the look. that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is a pretty nice drink. it taste like...Lemonade hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;and Tooheys New Taste Great!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEll, that was when we are in equilibrium bar, where they have a dressing code that chuck cannot go in. I am sorry chuck. I didn't know they have a dressing code.&lt;br /&gt;SOrry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the warm-up session.&lt;br /&gt;after equilibrium.&lt;br /&gt;time for GreenBox Plus. that is when the action starts LOl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people start to drink.&lt;br /&gt;and to my suprise.&lt;br /&gt;Joseph had 24 shots of different drinks.&lt;br /&gt;what happen next?&lt;br /&gt;He is tipsy.&lt;br /&gt;Then.&lt;br /&gt;He is drunk.&lt;br /&gt;ANd THEN.&lt;br /&gt;He is TRASHED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this might sound funny, BUT it is not.&lt;br /&gt;coz i cannot be trashed! I was held responsible for his and our safety.&lt;br /&gt;So, I stopped drinking.&lt;br /&gt;AND people still think I am drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUys. I am not drunk.&lt;br /&gt;just because I was having red Eyes, I am not drunk.&lt;br /&gt;I am just very tired.&lt;br /&gt;WHy, I went to Joseph's place in the morning until night.&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN&lt;br /&gt;I went to Kylies Bday party.&lt;br /&gt;WITHOUT ANY breaks or rest.&lt;br /&gt;SO I am tired Viv.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry. SOrry if u think I was drunk. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it is tiring.&lt;br /&gt;IT is fun.&lt;br /&gt;I finally see what Joseph is like when he is drunk. LOl&lt;br /&gt;that sounds as though I am mean. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT thanks to AVA, she did a good Job!! Lol&lt;br /&gt;24 SHots of high alcohol drink has trashed him.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know when he will be drunk hahahhahahaha&lt;br /&gt;24 shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck, Mark, SHane, Bosh, Viv, Joe, Helena, AVA, Ray, Lincoln and other.&lt;br /&gt;OF coz the birthday couples. and SHANe.&lt;br /&gt;YOu guys are the best.&lt;br /&gt;IT is the best ever. Although I spent most of my time outside hahaha&lt;br /&gt;IT is fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it is time to go home.&lt;br /&gt;we sent Viv home, and we all caught a cab home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we slept at Helenas place.&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not. She has the best parents EVER!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;HEr mom can speak viet, mando, Canto, english, and French.&lt;br /&gt;OMG FRENCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can speak that much languages.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THx Helena and your parents for allowing us stayin at ur place.&lt;br /&gt;You are a life saver hehe&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd joe. An advice.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get more than 24 shots next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF (joe drink &gt;=24) {&lt;br /&gt;  printf ("HE IS GONE. TRASHED!! and DRUNK!!");&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Like this C programming language that I've made for you!! hahahah xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FInally.&lt;br /&gt;HAppy Birthday Kylie, MIkel, AND dear SHANe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and VIV.&lt;br /&gt;I was not drunk.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care guys. Love you all!!&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;One of the best that I've ever had since the time when i went clubbin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: due to joes DRunkness (is that a word?) we missed out clubbing haha (the Blaming game starts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is safe and sound. God Bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-7502162628932031615?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/7502162628932031615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=7502162628932031615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/7502162628932031615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/7502162628932031615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2007/03/numbers-of-birthdays.html' title='A numbers of Birthdays!'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-1041358888573391481</id><published>2007-03-25T17:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T18:34:00.072+10:00</updated><title type='text'>MY HAir   O.O</title><content type='html'>My hair. Oh My god!! Where is my Hair??&lt;br /&gt;This is suppose to be a post about a good deed.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, apparently I have missed out The Shaving for Leukimia.&lt;br /&gt;SO, I ended up shaving my hair with my friends for fun.&lt;br /&gt;WHy?&lt;br /&gt;BEcause I am MAD!!&lt;br /&gt;(that is not the real reason.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHy do I cut my hair? because I hate my hair so much?&lt;br /&gt;No. my hair is the best that I have ever known LOl&lt;br /&gt;I cut it for fun. and my friends enjoys it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE THEY ARE SHAVING SOMEONE'S HAIR!!! O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do guys afraid of shaving their hair?&lt;br /&gt;WHy is losing hair so contagious to guys?&lt;br /&gt;NOT me.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUt this is the photo before the shaving starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RgYtwIA_KJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/TZ5ncwf7QvI/s1600-h/IMGP0593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RgYtwIA_KJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/TZ5ncwf7QvI/s400/IMGP0593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045770737323813010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;I was having a lot of hair. A LOT of it.&lt;br /&gt;and it is getting annoying, which cause me to start this tread of having a sexy shaved head.&lt;br /&gt;SHAVED head is sexy ahhahahahahah xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THis is the photo when a part of my head is shaved.&lt;br /&gt;IT looks very very funny hahahah&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RgYu24A_KKI/AAAAAAAAACY/L8jD7WomN0Q/s1600-h/IMGP0594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RgYu24A_KKI/AAAAAAAAACY/L8jD7WomN0Q/s400/IMGP0594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045771952799557794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And FInally.&lt;br /&gt;My head is completely shaved.&lt;br /&gt;All GoNE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RgYv6IA_KLI/AAAAAAAAACg/II6eCFYgR2c/s1600-h/IMGP0598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RgYv6IA_KLI/AAAAAAAAACg/II6eCFYgR2c/s400/IMGP0598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045773108145760434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They seems like having fun.&lt;br /&gt;NOT me LOl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RgYwgoA_KMI/AAAAAAAAACo/JkuzdEV2VCc/s1600-h/IMGP0599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RgYwgoA_KMI/AAAAAAAAACo/JkuzdEV2VCc/s400/IMGP0599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045773769570724034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note this is not for kids. Don't watch!!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RgYxUoA_KNI/AAAAAAAAACw/37o0edKohuk/s1600-h/IMGP0600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RgYxUoA_KNI/AAAAAAAAACw/37o0edKohuk/s400/IMGP0600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045774662923921618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the process of gettin my head shaved.&lt;br /&gt;Suprised.&lt;br /&gt;I am so hot now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITz is getting colder, OR it is just me?? O.O&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-1041358888573391481?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/1041358888573391481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=1041358888573391481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/1041358888573391481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/1041358888573391481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-hair-oo.html' title='MY HAir   O.O'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/RgYtwIA_KJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/TZ5ncwf7QvI/s72-c/IMGP0593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-4576197438985247598</id><published>2007-03-15T20:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T20:42:50.104+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>The death of Solo makes me realise one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIfe is A very fragile thing.&lt;br /&gt;It is so fragile that I can describe it like an ant.&lt;br /&gt;I person can die just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THis makes me come to a point that I know and learn from Ghandi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When you are sleeping, you are dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why do we find death so contagious?&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bhuddist. I believe in Reincarnation.&lt;br /&gt;Christian believe that after death a person will go to heavan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a cycle. A life is lost, Another life is created.&lt;br /&gt;It is just part of the balance of Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUt one thing I will do from now on.&lt;br /&gt;I will cherish EVEry second I have in this world.&lt;br /&gt;This Living world.&lt;br /&gt;I will not know what will happen to me after I've past away.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I want to experience the fullest as alive human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will cherish everything in Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, I would like to send my deepest condolecent to SOlo's friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless you all.&lt;br /&gt;And, Rest In Peace Solo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good BYe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-4576197438985247598?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/4576197438985247598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=4576197438985247598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/4576197438985247598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/4576197438985247598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2007/03/death.html' title='Death'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-4165650799227594282</id><published>2007-03-15T20:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T20:35:15.150+11:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P Solo</title><content type='html'>This post is just an ordinary post to say and present something crucial and important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently,&lt;br /&gt;A friend. A fellow friend.&lt;br /&gt;One of the student from BlackWattle Bay Campus has past away.&lt;br /&gt;ALthough I am not very close with him.&lt;br /&gt;BUT. I met him, and I play sports with him and we communicate.&lt;br /&gt;HE is a great Guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT now, He's past away.&lt;br /&gt;It is a pity I don't have the chance to know him more.&lt;br /&gt;BUt Brother.&lt;br /&gt;Rest In Peace Soloman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will see you in My afterlife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest In Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-4165650799227594282?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/4165650799227594282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=4165650799227594282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/4165650799227594282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/4165650799227594282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2007/03/rip-solo.html' title='R.I.P Solo'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-5493559578395209902</id><published>2007-02-26T20:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T20:48:12.967+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A poem. Somehow.</title><content type='html'>This is a poem I have learnt when I was in the CHinese Background Speaking Class.&lt;br /&gt;2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;To Laugh often and much,&lt;br /&gt;To win the respect of intelligent people,&lt;br /&gt;And the affection of children,&lt;br /&gt;To earn the appreciation of honest critics,&lt;br /&gt;And endure the betrayal of false friends,&lt;br /&gt;To appreciate beauty,&lt;br /&gt;To find the best in others,&lt;br /&gt;To leave the world a bit better,&lt;br /&gt;Whether by a healthy child, a garden patch&lt;br /&gt;OR a redeemed social condition,&lt;br /&gt;To know even one life has breathed easier,&lt;br /&gt;Because you lived,&lt;br /&gt;This is to have succeeded.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.....come to think about it. It doesn't sound like a poem.&lt;br /&gt;BUt it has deep meanings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-5493559578395209902?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/5493559578395209902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=5493559578395209902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/5493559578395209902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/5493559578395209902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2007/02/poem-somehow.html' title='A poem. Somehow.'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-6307931079675405435</id><published>2007-02-24T19:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T21:00:28.219+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!!!</title><content type='html'>From the title of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;I AM BACk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, I am back.&lt;br /&gt;Back from Heavan. To another Heavan.&lt;br /&gt;As for Heavan I mean MAlaysia.&lt;br /&gt;Another Heavan is AUstralia.&lt;br /&gt;So in conclusion, I am still in Heavan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip, to describe it in a word. Fantabulous!&lt;br /&gt;the best part of the trip is tasting the sweet and delicious Roti Canai.&lt;br /&gt;It is the best in the world!!&lt;br /&gt;NOt that the part where I meet up old friend is not fun.&lt;br /&gt;IT is great too. BUT not as good as the Malaysian Food that I craved for the past 2 years!&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;YOU GUYS ARE IMPORTANT TOO!!&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you guys are the best.&lt;br /&gt;I will be missing you guys a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a pity that I forgot to take picture of EVERY Sweet and Fantastic Malaysian food that I have had, so that I can reminisce about the food, and feel the sweet good old delicious Malaysian food.&lt;br /&gt;*droools......*&lt;br /&gt;If it is that case, every single time I look at the photos of the food. I will be full.&lt;br /&gt;IT works psychologically. So. IT works.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most suprising thing that happen on the trip is that my Penang friends, the so called OLDIEs, remember me!!&lt;br /&gt;and we had a gathering, that is the best reunion that I have ever had in my life. and I am not exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;They all have changed.&lt;br /&gt;The girls are prettier, (I am not lying. You can see it for yourself on the photo! xD)&lt;br /&gt;The guys are better looking, with the similarity of having pimples Like ME hahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/ReACGs2wfKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/INObu3hFhBs/s1600-h/P1000678+yes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/ReACGs2wfKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/INObu3hFhBs/s400/P1000678+yes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035026697543515298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the photo taken when we were in the OLDTOWN KOPITIAM.&lt;br /&gt;when Lionel first told me about the KOPITIAM, I was so confused about it.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;BEcause KOPITIAM is a normal shop that serve KOpi (coffee), and in Penang, there are a lot of Kopitiam.&lt;br /&gt;BUt, at the end of it, after a few hours of explanation, LOL, I manage to know the place and that this OLDTOWN KOPITIAM is a franchise shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we left this KOPITIAM, we took some photo on our trip to another place to talk.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Talk. I have missed out a lot of things that happen around them.&lt;br /&gt;hehez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/ReAEVM2wfLI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1uWSCfnhyr4/s1600-h/P1000680+yes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/ReAEVM2wfLI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1uWSCfnhyr4/s320/P1000680+yes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035029145674874034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/ReAEzs2wfMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/S7Icdulq7gM/s1600-h/P1000682+yes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/ReAEzs2wfMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/S7Icdulq7gM/s320/P1000682+yes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035029669660884162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of it I have taken it in SALAM.&lt;br /&gt;Another KOPITIAM that opens 24hours&lt;br /&gt;and this one. I hope YOUR BoyFriend WOn't mind.&lt;br /&gt;hehez&lt;br /&gt;BEcause u seems to enjoy it. Hahhaha xD&lt;br /&gt;I DID hahahahhahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/ReAFfM2wfNI/AAAAAAAAAAk/emaDM4d_6Zs/s1600-h/P1000679+yes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/ReAFfM2wfNI/AAAAAAAAAAk/emaDM4d_6Zs/s320/P1000679+yes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035030416985193682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and these are the photos I've take with Carmen and VoonYing. My sweet old KL friends.&lt;br /&gt;Itz a pity I didn't take much Picture when I was with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;DamIT! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/ReAG_82wfQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/OPrEVQ9Cm4c/s1600-h/DSC04230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/ReAG_82wfQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/OPrEVQ9Cm4c/s320/DSC04230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035032079137537282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/ReAGd82wfPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/OYG6LFEm4ZM/s1600-h/IMAGE_189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/ReAGd82wfPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/OYG6LFEm4ZM/s320/IMAGE_189.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035031495021985010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/ReAH282wfRI/AAAAAAAAABE/bIy1GV9cO_Y/s1600-h/DSC04232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/ReAH282wfRI/AAAAAAAAABE/bIy1GV9cO_Y/s320/DSC04232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035033024030342418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Note: this pic is taken in a carpark. LOL I manage to remember to take Photo. Hahhaha xD&lt;br /&gt;Note: these pictures are taken by camera phones. Pretty Impressive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I also have a reunion with my families and relatives.&lt;br /&gt;OF course.&lt;br /&gt;That's why we go back.&lt;br /&gt;To visit relatives and families.&lt;br /&gt;The best part is that I manage to celebrate Chinese New Year in Malay!!&lt;br /&gt;ANd I get a lot. A LOT OF redPockets, although it is all in Malaysian Ringgit. hehez&lt;br /&gt;But it is what the RedPockets that means the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/ReAJxc2wfSI/AAAAAAAAABM/zCFc-PPWIFk/s1600-h/P1000664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/ReAJxc2wfSI/AAAAAAAAABM/zCFc-PPWIFk/s400/P1000664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035035128564317474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/ReAMRM2wfUI/AAAAAAAAABc/q16YFQOYaLI/s1600-h/P1000665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/ReAMRM2wfUI/AAAAAAAAABc/q16YFQOYaLI/s400/P1000665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035037873048419650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The relatives photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dam&lt;br /&gt;I miss malay&lt;br /&gt;BUt. itz a new year. A new start!&lt;br /&gt;ALl the best to Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;and Take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAppy Belated Chinese New Year and Valentines day&lt;br /&gt;May the Year of PIG change everyone PIggy happy&lt;br /&gt;hehez&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-6307931079675405435?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/6307931079675405435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=6307931079675405435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/6307931079675405435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/6307931079675405435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!!!'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFQNS7JmZZE/ReACGs2wfKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/INObu3hFhBs/s72-c/P1000678+yes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-6476004614914723657</id><published>2007-01-15T12:01:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T12:50:24.639+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Another person getting Older.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Smack!!@#$$%&lt;br /&gt;"Chuck, you smell like cheeseCAke. ewwweee, IT is cheesecake!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;The Tradition of Smacking cheesecake on the birthday Boy/girl live long enough that it wil hurt people. And of course, the surrounding people too.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;The fact that cheesecake smells like vomit, everyone nears the birthday BOY/girl will suffer the agonising smell of Cheese, or we can call it VOMIT. BEcause it DOES smell like vomit, and I don't think people likes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day start well, when everyone turns up on time. suprisingly, Joseph, ThE legendary Joseph that turns up late or not turning up, came ON TIME.&lt;br /&gt;From that time onwards, Chuck has a bad feeling about the fact that he turns up ON TIME. HE is ready FAce the challenge from JOe, which he doesn't know what will it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I manage to drive there and get a good parking that doesn't need MOney.&lt;br /&gt;and others, they manage to get everything they need for Barbeque.&lt;br /&gt;What does people do on the beach?&lt;br /&gt;Australians have Barbeque and beer.&lt;br /&gt;And, that is what we have. well, part of it.&lt;br /&gt;we only have barbeque. Due to the age limit, and that some of them are not over 18, and due to the fact that I am driving. No drinks (alcohol)  is bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I should go back to the list of people who turns up.&lt;br /&gt;the People who turns Up are all the friends that are close to us.&lt;br /&gt;like. Kevin(he got to central late. what a fag), Mark, Zolia, Dodo, Mal, Joseph, Anwar, and me.&lt;br /&gt;And, some guest. (aka Not that close to us)&lt;br /&gt;like. Kenya, Anna Ma (kenya's Cousin. We met her on our formal), Rachel(I met her on rachel &amp; Joeys party, and she just came back from Malay!!! ^^ )&lt;br /&gt;Not much people is invited, and this is the Best numbers of people we can cook and feed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, we went to the nearby Wollies to buy drinks, oil, and other accessories.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we play frisbie, volleyball for a while.&lt;br /&gt;and the Cooking starts.&lt;br /&gt;Chef Yihong officially starts his work at that time. My pay. MORE Food for me.&lt;br /&gt;(hmm. I like the name for me. CHEF Yihong. Maybe people should call me that. Sounds better xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, it took us a few hours to cook all the food, and next is the cake time.&lt;br /&gt;the cake is passionfruit cake. I don't really like it. Maybe it is a bit soaked. OR maybe it is not fresh anymore, the fact that the cake is out of the fridge for like more than 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;However, the interesting part starts when they tried to light the candles.&lt;br /&gt;Although the sea breeze is enlightening and comforting, It is not helping!&lt;br /&gt;It took 5 people to light up A candle. 5 People.&lt;br /&gt;and 10minutes time to light it up.&lt;br /&gt;ONe candle. 5 People. 10Minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the singing part starts, and ends with cheers and more cheers.&lt;br /&gt;now it is time for us to take a group Photos.&lt;br /&gt;Chuck has been very careful with joseph all the while.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, at the time we are taking photos, he let his guard down.&lt;br /&gt;Never let your guard down. The next thing will happen is something you don't want it to happen, which is something that is funny to US, and not fun to you.&lt;br /&gt;Remember Never let your Guard down ON YOUR birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Chuck let his guards down. He didn't see the tiny, well Bigger than tiny, purple Cheesecake on joes hand. He didn't realise it. BUt we did. WE didn't let our guard down. He did.&lt;br /&gt;The next thing he knows, a cheesecake got him Headshot.&lt;br /&gt;All he can do is regret for letting his guard down, and walking like a person who has literally have a head shot From CS, a drunk. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Funny. But, thank god it is a small cake. and it only got him head shot.&lt;br /&gt;A souvenier. A cheese cake for home to eat.&lt;br /&gt;I DOn't think I will eat it, knowing The fact that cheesecake Smells like Vomit.&lt;br /&gt;Did you EAt your cheese cake CHuck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is a small joke from Joe. he took him to the bathroom to clean his face.&lt;br /&gt;and itz present time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the present from us. (me, joe, anwar, kevin, kylie)&lt;br /&gt;-10 beers. they are not ordinary beers. They are different brands, even Imports!&lt;br /&gt;-A Cotton On Shirt.&lt;br /&gt;-A mousepad. Knowing he uses his lunchbox as a mousepad, we decided to get him that.&lt;br /&gt;-A MoneyJar. It is Not a piggybank. It is A SheepyBAnk. It is a sheep. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;  We know now that he got a job, he probably needs a moneyjar to store the money. Don't trust bank. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The present from Dodo and mal.&lt;br /&gt;- two shirts.&lt;br /&gt;  One sayin "my other hot rods is under my pants" Lol&lt;br /&gt;   The other is. The excuse you use to talk yourself out from gettin a fine from cop.&lt;br /&gt;   (or something like that. IS that right Chuck?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The present from JOe.&lt;br /&gt;- The tampod we get him. with quote&lt;br /&gt;   "Keep the Tradition Alive. Pass it ON"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The present from Zolia, Mark and KEvin. YOu are goin to Like it!!&lt;br /&gt;- Vaginal Moisturiser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL good one mark, Zolia and Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahah&lt;br /&gt;Like hes goin to use it.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the day ends with BEACH Soccer!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lol Malay Power WON!! hahahahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;and a walk by the beach. the sea water was freezing, and i Guess the sea water is always colder than average temperatures.&lt;br /&gt;But, it is nice. Very NIce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we all head back home.&lt;br /&gt;THe day ends like that.&lt;br /&gt;Although we have a plan at night. They ended up canceling it.&lt;br /&gt;and I end up goin to the city for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;haizz....&lt;br /&gt;what a waste of 3 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;=.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey CHuck.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-6476004614914723657?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/6476004614914723657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=6476004614914723657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/6476004614914723657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/6476004614914723657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2007/01/another-person-getting-older.html' title='Another person getting Older.'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-2287360673902107944</id><published>2007-01-01T19:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T19:49:24.180+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Chuck, Stop Spooning Me!" --yihong&lt;br /&gt;"I can't Help it. People behind me are pushing me!" -- Chuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Time flies.&lt;br /&gt;Just like that, 365days have past.&lt;br /&gt;today is the first day of the new year. The year 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best way to celebrate New Year?&lt;br /&gt;(i) Get Drunk with friends&lt;br /&gt;(ii) Go home Sleep&lt;br /&gt;(iii) Do what ever u think it is fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THe answer is.&lt;br /&gt;What ever YOu think it is right.&lt;br /&gt;Different people celebrate it differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the main Point is How Did I celebrate it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day. warm, and not too cold.&lt;br /&gt;It is the best day to go to the Sydney Harbour Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;WHy? To those who have seriously No idea what will happen.&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks will be Lit to celebrate the new year. The great 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first, we went to the Darling Harbour to watch fireworks. The 9pm Fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;It was great. It is Incredible.&lt;br /&gt;But the problem is that after the 9pm fireworks, we are heading to the Sydney Harbour Bridge to watch fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, it is not just Us that are going to go to Sydney harbour.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, EveryOne is heading to that way. and it is not Fun.&lt;br /&gt;WE walked on the Darling Harbour Bridge. At the end of the Bridge, there is a Stair case that will lead us to TownHall, which is also on the way to the Sydney Harbour.&lt;br /&gt;BUt, the Staircase are so small that a "Human Traffic Jam" happens, where everyone are squeezing into the small staircase.&lt;br /&gt;It is not fun.&lt;br /&gt;It take us 30minutes to get out of the "Human Traffic JAm" where people are Jam PAcked into the Staircase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that? WE head to Domain. Ms Macquarie Point.&lt;br /&gt;WHat is better is that we got lost.&lt;br /&gt;So, the solution. Check the MAp.&lt;br /&gt;When they got to There, It is so packed that No one can fit into the Point.&lt;br /&gt;So? what happen?&lt;br /&gt;WE look for another place to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after an hour of looking for space. And trust me, it doesn't sound as easy as The way I say it.&lt;br /&gt;It is hard.&lt;br /&gt;We manage to squeeze into the crowd in Circular Quay. BUT, we lost Kylie, Dodo, and Malissa.&lt;br /&gt;It is not our fault. It is their fault. They Think people will provide space for them Like they are more popular than Paris Hilton when they got there. THey were taking their Own sweet time walking slowly, where they didn't realise that There is no Space AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;(*note: "THey" --&gt; Dodo, and Malissa. Kylie is just got stranded in between them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few Unwanted and unhappy call, where mostly Dodo saying "dude I can't Hear You"&lt;br /&gt;I told them to stay where they are. And Of cause take care of Kylie. Because, when they are having their Two Person World, they won't know that they might lose someone else.&lt;br /&gt;This happen to EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great! WE found a space at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;The next thing to do is. WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;That one hour is the Longest one hour I have ever had. It is not fun.&lt;br /&gt;I am NOT exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOwever, time will eventually past by, and the fireworks will eventually start lighting the Sydney Harbour skyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;Happy New YEAR!!! (Everyone Cheers. Couples Kissing. mates Hugging. More cheers!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next thing you will see. EVeryone having their camera and Phone camera to capture the moment.&lt;br /&gt;The best thing to capture the moment is. Our own Mind.&lt;br /&gt;It will always be in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;It is the Best Camera IN the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Great.&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;Unbeliable.&lt;br /&gt;Fantabulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What next? HOme.&lt;br /&gt;Not.&lt;br /&gt;WE went to dodo's place to drink.&lt;br /&gt;To cheer more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New year EVeryone.&lt;br /&gt;May all your new year resolution come true.&lt;br /&gt;May good Bring to OUr life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My New year resolution.&lt;br /&gt;-Be the best that i can be&lt;br /&gt;-Be Myself&lt;br /&gt;-Study HArd&lt;br /&gt;-learn to be motivated&lt;br /&gt;-...and MORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHat is ur New year Resolution?&lt;br /&gt;are u going to achieve it?&lt;br /&gt;I WILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Year 2007.&lt;br /&gt;The fireworks are the best.&lt;br /&gt;Mark, Zolia, Kevin, Chuck. U guys are the best!&lt;br /&gt;EVeryone, every mates, SUshi&lt;br /&gt;Happy New YEar.&lt;br /&gt;May the Year 2007 be the best year YOu will have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-2287360673902107944?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/2287360673902107944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=2287360673902107944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/2287360673902107944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/2287360673902107944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2007/01/year-2007.html' title='Year 2007'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-5411260436148113034</id><published>2006-12-26T23:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T23:34:38.033+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas.</title><content type='html'>We wish you a Merry Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;We wish you a Merry Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;WIsh a white christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is christmas is all about?&lt;br /&gt;Presents? the feeling of reunion? or it is just the same like an ordinary day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose The feeling of reunion.&lt;br /&gt;we are united in Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;I went to a church on Christmas Eve, I saw so many people.&lt;br /&gt;not the people that I know, the people that I don't know. But, I feel Safe, United, and happy.&lt;br /&gt;and to remind you guys, It is a church.&lt;br /&gt;The christmas carols, and the way people, as a christian, pray for everyone, pray for people they don't know, pray for people who harm them. Why?&lt;br /&gt;They are nice people.&lt;br /&gt;This is a church. And they are christian. Nice people.&lt;br /&gt;Not that You MUST be a christian to be a nice people.&lt;br /&gt;Nice people appears everywhere. people who treat people without discrimination and without prejudice and that they treat everyone the same with love and kindness are good people.&lt;br /&gt;It might sound hard. But sometimes, if we think more about others, we will not be that selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to christmas. The christmas carols are good songs.&lt;br /&gt;They make us feel happier. Believe me, I am not joking.&lt;br /&gt;maybe next year, you can feel it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Boxing day.&lt;br /&gt;To everyone, it is just a normal same old Boxing day, where everyone goes to shops to get bargain, and try to get and buy as much so called cheap things in Some expensive shops.&lt;br /&gt;How naive.&lt;br /&gt;the fact that they are buying things from expensive shops like Myers, They are not saving money. IN fact, they are adding more debt into their Credit and visa card.&lt;br /&gt;What is the point to go shopping just get grab Bargain, where you will be owing the bank a lot of money? The next day, or so, You will realise that the thing that U bought, with so called Bargain, is just a waste. You will not use it.&lt;br /&gt;ANd you can get it cheaper SOon. maybe 3 months later.&lt;br /&gt;WHy Worry? Why bargain?&lt;br /&gt;itz all the TV and advertisement fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human are an intelligent living things. But they can be dumb too.&lt;br /&gt;Just an advertisement can persuade So much people to packed into One shop to Get so called BARGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;everyone living things have their own DOwnfall. This is one of HUman's downfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, however, to some other people.&lt;br /&gt;It is the second anniversary of the Tsunami.&lt;br /&gt;May them rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOd bless everyone!&lt;br /&gt;And of cause. Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-5411260436148113034?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/5411260436148113034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=5411260436148113034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/5411260436148113034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/5411260436148113034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas.'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-5024551010579168934</id><published>2006-12-21T20:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T20:48:52.973+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Results</title><content type='html'>What is scarier than the fear of Facing the Results, which we will be needed for the admission of our next step in life. the Uni Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHy do we fear it that much? Is it one of the fears in life that we fear a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Is it the fact that we have been studying for the past 2 years for this result?&lt;br /&gt;Is it the fact that we fear that we will not do good?&lt;br /&gt;Fear.&lt;br /&gt;But one thing I will not let it conquer my life, the one and only thing that I will NOT let it take over my life. Is FEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is full of happiness, and whatever the result turns out to be, I will be glad of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is early in the morning. Due to the fact that I will be working as a Santas Lil helper in Eastgardens, I have to wake up early.&lt;br /&gt;Just like every other normal Tuesday, I wake up early, but with more excitement than I should be having in my life. It sound as though I am having the MOsT important thing in my life.&lt;br /&gt;This results will affect my life.&lt;br /&gt;My life.&lt;br /&gt;OF cause, I will be having a lot of alternative if I didn't get into University.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, as an Asian Child of My parents, going to Tafe or COllege is not my option.&lt;br /&gt;It is not what my parents want me to do.&lt;br /&gt;AND it is not what I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it is early in the morning, and I am incredibly Nervous and Excited.&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I am nervous is that result I will get.&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I did when I wake Up, I check My result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the page where it requires us to enter our School Number and password. I am afraid and Pump.&lt;br /&gt;Every single second the Loading bar is loading, EVery SIngle Second, I am so nervous and interested about it, I almost FAINT.&lt;br /&gt;I am not joking.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine My brother see me Faint in front of the computer. IT will be Unbelievably Embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;BUt I didn't faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHen the page loaded, which it takes about 10 second.&lt;br /&gt;My results appear. A smile APpear on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My results is better than I am expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THe Next day, I cannot believe my Name is ON the paper.&lt;br /&gt;I have two band 6s.&lt;br /&gt;GoooooooD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT 9 o'clock SHARp. I go to UAC site.&lt;br /&gt;I am excited this time.&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I know I have two Band 6s. I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;ANd I am of course excited about my UAI.&lt;br /&gt;THe rankin that will determine my FUture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY UAI.&lt;br /&gt;94.45&lt;br /&gt;I can clearly see the Big "O" on my face.&lt;br /&gt;The fact that a mirror is in front of my COmputer. I clearly memorise the moment my Face having the "O".&lt;br /&gt;I was stunned.&lt;br /&gt;I was Not just stunned. I was Amazed.&lt;br /&gt;Amaze that it is such a good UAI.&lt;br /&gt;I never expect myself to get over 90.&lt;br /&gt;NOW. I got 94.45.&lt;br /&gt;what I do?&lt;br /&gt;I Just tell myself that I have qualified for one of the Scholarship.&lt;br /&gt;I am qualified.&lt;br /&gt;and there is always a chance for me to get it, and also to get into that course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94.45.&lt;br /&gt;The "O" structure on my face lasted until I start go out to Gym.&lt;br /&gt;ANd yes. I have a break that day.&lt;br /&gt;I work as Santa's Lil helper.&lt;br /&gt;I am not helping the Santa. BUt I am Helping people to take their Christmas Picture.&lt;br /&gt;I like this job.&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I am encountering with kids, I feel Younger.&lt;br /&gt;Kids makes Us Younger. and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;IT does.&lt;br /&gt;ANd they are also CUte.&lt;br /&gt;NO one will believe that I Like kids&lt;br /&gt;Is it because of the way I act in school?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUt LIfe goes on.&lt;br /&gt;I am glad to have the result.&lt;br /&gt;It is GOod. I am HAppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to Everyone who get their results and Have an "O" structure On their face.&lt;br /&gt;BElieve me. YOu are smarter than you thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COngrats to Jeff who get 99.6&lt;br /&gt;and Lily who get first in Japanese Beginners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may feel that their UAI is not enough.&lt;br /&gt;But it is fate that let u get that UAI. get it. and cheerish it.&lt;br /&gt;UAI is not everything.&lt;br /&gt;ENjoy Life. because Life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-5024551010579168934?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/5024551010579168934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=5024551010579168934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/5024551010579168934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/5024551010579168934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/12/results.html' title='Results'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-147811343320976459</id><published>2006-12-17T21:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T21:55:01.287+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Carols On DOmain</title><content type='html'>Christmas is coming closer.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is sure coming closer.&lt;br /&gt;CHristmas is coming closer. New year is coming Closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When christmas is coming closer, Carols is happening everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;The Malabar carol is the first that I have went. And it was with my family, which is NO FUn at all.&lt;br /&gt;why? because it is so boring, and I can only be the goood Boy I am suppose to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, I went to one of Sydney City Largest event. The Carol on Domain.&lt;br /&gt;It is Huge. Or in fact, I would call it Gigantic.&lt;br /&gt;and what is even better is that it was Packed. It was so packed that we are abled to find a seat at around 100 metres from the stage.&lt;br /&gt;100 metre. WHat  can we see? Even watching with a 10 times optical zoom camera, we cannot see the people.&lt;br /&gt;But the good thing that technology expand, and developed in such a fast speed. We watch a Big screen.&lt;br /&gt;WHen I say big. It is Big. I don't think this screen can fit into a house. you will be needing a 2 story house to have it inside, and it will not happen. ...... Maybe someone have it, but it is beyond my imagination and wealth.&lt;br /&gt;SO I should stop dreamin to have one of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night start with a good walk on the rocks.&lt;br /&gt;What is better to have in the rocks other than "The Pancakes By The Rocks".&lt;br /&gt;And no doubt about it. They are great.&lt;br /&gt;HOwever, at first, we need to line up. Lol. Yes. we have to line up, because there is line at 630pm. I cannot believe so many people are having their dinner at 630pm and earlier. Because it is so lame. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;well, after like one hour or so. Lol. I am joking. just after around 20minutes, we got a table for four. Ohh yea, I went to there with Anna, Dodo, and of cause his beloved Malissa.&lt;br /&gt;It take us 5 minutes to decide what to eat, and believe it or not, we are having Pizza For DInner in a pancake shop.&lt;br /&gt;but, suprisingly, the food are pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;And then the desert came in.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what. IT is HUGE!!&lt;br /&gt;apparently, no one manage to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;yes, it is a waste, and as a half bhuddist and christian, I don't think don't finishin food is good. It is a sin I think.&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt a lesson. Next time, order less. Lol&lt;br /&gt;BUT, the pancakes are great. they are fabulous. I cannot believe I am fallin in love with pancakes. the downside is that You WILL get sick of the food after a while.&lt;br /&gt;yes, You WILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the carol.&lt;br /&gt;there is so much people that the people look like a bunch of ants sitting around.&lt;br /&gt;That is not a bad simile, because it sure does looks like it.&lt;br /&gt;well, after like 20minutes, we manage to find a seat. and well. we ended up sitting on the paper that we've just bought when we got in. IT is worth it. BEcause I Don't want to have a wet ass.&lt;br /&gt;and we got a few present with it. A rudolph NOse, and deers antenna. Lol ( I don't quite know what it is. =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, what happen? Lol we listen to carols, and we talk.&lt;br /&gt;it was suprisingly pleasant to talk to Anna. She is cool. and yes, Dodo and Mal were just in the world of their own.&lt;br /&gt;Why do we come to carol? the truth.&lt;br /&gt;The truth is out there. It is.&lt;br /&gt;Why mal wants to come? she wanted to watch the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;yes, they have fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;It was nice.&lt;br /&gt;Very nice. and I have a lot of fun. enjoyin watchin it. Because it has been a very long time I didn't see fireworks, and it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day ends with us watchin the decoration for christmas by David Jones, and we all head home.&lt;br /&gt;overall, it was a nice day. eventho I got home at around 1am, I'm glad I didn't get told off by my parents.&lt;br /&gt;I have fun. itz too bad I didn't bring my camera, otherwise I will be posting the photos, and show it to all my International friends.&lt;br /&gt;Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas people.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Just in case you guys didn't know, I got a casual work, as Santa's Lil Helper.&lt;br /&gt;Lol&lt;br /&gt;It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-147811343320976459?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/147811343320976459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=147811343320976459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/147811343320976459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/147811343320976459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/12/carols-on-domain.html' title='Carols On DOmain'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-1252297178101371959</id><published>2006-12-11T20:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T20:56:20.609+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels Good?</title><content type='html'>I am feeling good.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I'm feeling tremendously Fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time heals everything. It is true.&lt;br /&gt;You might think that it won't heal everything, But it does.&lt;br /&gt;However, the time that heals the problem may varies from one day to maybe a year or More.&lt;br /&gt;But, time will always heal it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one person will always be by your side.&lt;br /&gt;I finally believe in it.&lt;br /&gt;God Will always be by our side.&lt;br /&gt;Of cause, theres our dearest parents, and family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;BUt We will NOt tell EVerything to them, am I right?&lt;br /&gt;but God. they will always keeps our secret. they will always support us.&lt;br /&gt;It is true.&lt;br /&gt;Time heals everything.&lt;br /&gt;and God WIll always be by our side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, Hope everyone are feeling as good like me.&lt;br /&gt;cause i am feeling Great!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;God Bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-1252297178101371959?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/1252297178101371959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=1252297178101371959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/1252297178101371959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/1252297178101371959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/12/feels-good.html' title='Feels Good?'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-4076172756341312315</id><published>2006-12-03T21:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T21:32:11.102+11:00</updated><title type='text'>parties agaIn?</title><content type='html'>Yep that is right! Parties again?&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, that's right. Yesterday, it was Susan, Lincoln and Helen's Birthday Party in Coogee.&lt;br /&gt;At first it was alright, BUT the weather changes like every single minutes, where it start raining when we start Cooking, Cleaning, and eating cakes. WHy? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was fun, it is in COogee beach, where the white sand and blue sea. a perfect place to relax and wind down. But the weather just changes this relaxing day into a wet and hectic day, and guess what, I was soaked by the rain.&lt;br /&gt;the whole party was great, until Lincoln started to toss cheesecake to Susan, due to peer pressure. and the whole party just went upside down. and what even worse is that the rain started to pour. so what happen is that, Susan Smells like CHeesecake, where the cheesecake smells like vomit, which will make me stop eating cheesecake forever. imagine you are eating vomit when you are eating the cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was it for the party. No one eat the cake, A lot of people smells like Vomit, and the Rain keeps on pouring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the party, I went looking for Joseph, and then Clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;At first, we went to Bamboo Club. BUt They need chics to allow us to go in. WHy? because there are so Much Dicks Than Pussy. So we then decided to go to PumpHouse. WHy? BEcause Joyce and Michelle and their friend are going there.&lt;br /&gt;Note, I've drank 5 shots before we go clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE got into PumpHouse. THen? dance like I have never dance Before. IT was great!&lt;br /&gt;My first Clubbing experience. It is Great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left around 4am. WHy, I was tipsy, and it is not good to keep staying there. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then. I sleep on the road. lol Joking.&lt;br /&gt;WE went back to Stef place, and we sleep until 10am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great experience.&lt;br /&gt;Great experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to everyone that are going to have birthday.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-4076172756341312315?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/4076172756341312315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=4076172756341312315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/4076172756341312315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/4076172756341312315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/12/parties-again.html' title='parties agaIn?'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-7725797347332526978</id><published>2006-11-30T21:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T22:00:12.397+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays</title><content type='html'>yes,&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of people having their Birthday around MY birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Birthday is tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and Yesterday was Helen and FIona Birthday&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is MUnBeng Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;HEy I didn't forget you. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd...THe main Point of this post is. Tomorrow is my Birthday, and it is 2 hours (australian Time Of course) time. I am officially 18. haha&lt;br /&gt;And Hey Guess what, The Best thing is that I 've found someone who have the same birthday with me. HE is Lincoln.&lt;br /&gt;happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for me.&lt;br /&gt;BIg Hug to myself!! *HUGSsss*&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Me.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday To Me&lt;br /&gt;Happy....&lt;br /&gt;yea yea yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I will have a bbq Party tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Hope I will have heaps of fun!&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-7725797347332526978?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/7725797347332526978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=7725797347332526978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/7725797347332526978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/7725797347332526978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/11/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-8356198860508959678</id><published>2006-11-29T22:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T22:40:59.743+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Wishes</title><content type='html'>From the title, yes it is a late wishes to a friend. In Fact it is Two Friends.&lt;br /&gt;To Joanna and Rachel. Happy Belated Birthday! and HEy Rachel, Nice to meet you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This take us back to last saturday.&lt;br /&gt;That morning, dodo, For some reason call me up to go to play basketball. And as a craze person like me who loves basketball so much, because I am so eager to Dunk, although all I can do is DUCk.&lt;br /&gt;I went all the way to HUrstville Aquatic Centre to play Basketball, and guess what, It is not Free!&lt;br /&gt;What is even "Better" is that we got kick out at around 2pm, where some other rich people has booked the whole court, To play Indoor Soccer. how lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, we finish lunch, at the usual place, KFC. =D&lt;br /&gt;Then I drove back home with my brother. Ohh yea, did i mention, My brother was with me, and we play game with kids. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I got back I Was exhausted. so what I did is that, I took a warm shower then a short nap, so that I will still be energetic when I am in Joanna and Rachel Party.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am Going to a party!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, FIrst I have to drove all the way to PunchBowl to get Dodo's car with Joseph, Then WE go to Campsie to EAT.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, again we have Campsie Charcoal Chicken, and Mark I love you so much! The Ceasar Salad is Great! and the Chips as well! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Party starts at 730.&lt;br /&gt;yes, PM&lt;br /&gt;And it goes until 1230am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that it is boring, and we don't know a lot of people, so I feel really bored.&lt;br /&gt;SO what i do, I watch The RugBy Tri-Nation!&lt;br /&gt;GO australia, and GUess what, AUstralia WOn!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we decided to leave the party "For a While" to get joseph's Bike.&lt;br /&gt;On our way back.&lt;br /&gt;he got flashed by cops, and it is not a good thing. It sure is not a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;Why? BEcause he don't have a bike licence.&lt;br /&gt;well, thank god he didn't lose anything, just a 300bucks fine.&lt;br /&gt;That is a lot of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, if he get caught another time, he will get a 700bucks fine. which added up to 1 thousand, which will make the fine close to the price of the bike. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so theres the part with the cops.&lt;br /&gt;ANd then we went back to the party, hey, there are still a number of people, although about 3/4 people has left. xD&lt;br /&gt;It was disappointing. Because I didn't have the fun that I thought I will be having.&lt;br /&gt;After the party,&lt;br /&gt;WE went back to Dodo's and get my Car.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the Yaris. and put dodo's car into his place, and we went cruising.&lt;br /&gt;And Guess what? we pay rachel and therese a visit.&lt;br /&gt;And from that part onward, it was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not tell you the awesome part, because u will be feeling jealous, So all i can conclude with it is that I HAVE FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dropping Kylie back home, and Going back to dodo's are the next thing that happen, yea, It is nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;we got back to dodo's and if this sound gay, u should not be reading it, We drink beer and we talk. talk about hot chics.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at around 6am, I woke up, and drove back home.&lt;br /&gt;trust me, the day after is even "better", I have to go to Wollongong with my family, and i have only 1 hour of sleep. THe whole trip. Is a sleeping journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUt hey&lt;br /&gt;Joanna and Rachel&lt;br /&gt;Happy Belated Birthday to Rachel&lt;br /&gt;and Happy Early Birthday to Joanna&lt;br /&gt;May ALl Your wishes come true.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-8356198860508959678?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/8356198860508959678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=8356198860508959678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/8356198860508959678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/8356198860508959678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/11/late-wishes.html' title='Late Wishes'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-3730228592532991627</id><published>2006-11-27T21:41:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T21:14:56.970+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The Update</title><content type='html'>As I have promise earlier.&lt;br /&gt;The post of pictures is in, and Finally Dodo have time to upload all his pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Although all the pictures have his copyright sign, which sometimes cover most of our faces, and is ugly. ANyhow, IT is our formal picture, and he is the only one that take excessive amount of pictures. yes. Excessive amount of picture, which a lot of it are him and his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;BUt it is our formal, and it sure does have other peoples, so I guess this is a good Site. WEll it is HIs site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sscbbcformal2006.netfirms.com"&gt;The SITE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO click on it and check out my formal Pictures!!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-3730228592532991627?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/3730228592532991627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=3730228592532991627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/3730228592532991627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/3730228592532991627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/11/update.html' title='The Update'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-3840252230638090705</id><published>2006-11-22T15:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T15:44:44.575+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Day Of MY LIFE</title><content type='html'>The bestday of MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, everyday is the BEstday of my Life.&lt;br /&gt;I live with happiness everyday, and I am always satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT yesterday, was one of the best!&lt;br /&gt;It is our one and only year 12 formal.&lt;br /&gt;Every Girl look so good. EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM!&lt;br /&gt;the photo...I will posted soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we have our formal is Le Montage yesterday. It was in fact suprisingly good. The food are the best! Chicken is the best meat ever!! And after eating, we dance. and dance. and dance.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad there is no slow music for people to dance with, or else it will be even better. IT will be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happen after the formal? AFterparty!!!&lt;br /&gt;We went sing K. (yea yea yea, it sound lame, BUt we have a lot of fun, and that matters a lot)&lt;br /&gt;Mark, I love u so mUCH! (WE are the malaysian GAng!! haha xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we got to Rays place to stayover.&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 6, and woke up at 9.&lt;br /&gt;And now I am extremely exhausted and tired, BUt I still want to write this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elsa, sorry, But thx for your help.&lt;br /&gt;Take care people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what people, after yesterday, we don't know when we will see each other again.&lt;br /&gt;so people, See you when I see you!&lt;br /&gt;and Take care.&lt;br /&gt;Stay out of Drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all year 12s All the BEST&lt;br /&gt;and I love you guys so MUCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(more post for picture and further information later)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-3840252230638090705?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/3840252230638090705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=3840252230638090705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/3840252230638090705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/3840252230638090705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/11/best-day-of-my-life.html' title='The Best Day Of MY LIFE'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-8400499848847206821</id><published>2006-11-18T11:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T12:02:06.365+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Hillsong</title><content type='html'>Say, I am not a christian, BUt I still go to church, Does that makes me a Christian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yesterday I went to Church with mark, Thang, KEvin, and Tin.&lt;br /&gt;This is no ordinary church, this is a great church. It is Hillsong!&lt;br /&gt;At first, it doesn't look like a church, secondly, people are actually having FUN!&lt;br /&gt;This is the best, I mean the BEST church I have ever been. (I have only been to church twice xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE dance, we praise the god, and we have fun! This is like a church in a FUnland, And WE learn stuff while we having fun!&lt;br /&gt;Mark you the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, I've got two, yep NOT ONE, BUT TWO free Bible! and gues what...One of them is leather pouch!!! OMG&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Itz fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday I might change to a christian, BUt now, I consider myself half christian and half bhuddist&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hillsong is great mark!&lt;br /&gt;I love it so much&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-8400499848847206821?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/8400499848847206821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=8400499848847206821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/8400499848847206821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/8400499848847206821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/11/hillsong.html' title='Hillsong'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-2809913940556322237</id><published>2006-11-16T09:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:01:46.351+11:00</updated><title type='text'>IceSkating?</title><content type='html'>Ice Skating Or nOT?&lt;br /&gt;The meet up with Viv was fun and yet disappointing&lt;br /&gt;Fun, because instead of going to BLACKTOWN for iceskating, we ended up playing bowling (ten pins) in Blacktown.&lt;br /&gt;disappointment. Joseph, the one who told people to go to Blacktown, did not appear.&lt;br /&gt;Why? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out in an early morning, when the birds are chirping, slight breeze that is considerably cold for summer. ..alright alright..it is not that fairy tale, But I am trying to tell a story!!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;okay...THe TRUTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was yesterday morning, the wind was huge and cold, the birds...theres no birds that i can remember ahahah, I drove my parents Yaris to pick up Viv.&lt;br /&gt;It was 930 in the morning that I am suppose to pick her up, but apparently I got a bit lost, BUT I manage to find it haha...it's another story.&lt;br /&gt;After I have picked up viv, we went to DFO (for malaysian this is Direct Factory Outlet..a cheap and easy shopping place).&lt;br /&gt;When we got there, it is 10, and every single Shops are open, except Oxford. hahah lazy worker. Then we started shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Shopping, for the first time in my life I love shopping, or maybe it is just that viv is there, who cares, I enjoyed it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Then we meet up with dodo...and we started to shop again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 1, viv started looking sick (coz she didn't eat) , so we were about to leave, and we meet Thanvi the lovely indian Chic haha&lt;br /&gt;After 20min of chit-chat, we have finally left the place.&lt;br /&gt;Where to eat? There is no other place like Mc DOnald's, and Yes we went eating Mc Donald's in a drive through Mc Donald's shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 20 min, yea yea we eat really fast...BUT we were in a hurry, People like mark, zolia, and kevin are already in Blacktown and they can't find joe. so we rush.&lt;br /&gt;we were suppose to drive to dodo's and pick him and his gf up. Then my phone ring. I knew it must be dodo. Guess what? It is him, and he is ditching us again! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there near M4, we start out journey to blacktown. NOTe this is the first time i drove to blacktown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we got there, it was 30 minutes later, and we are 1 hour 30 minutes late.&lt;br /&gt;WE started to feel sorry, BUT when we get in, we found no one. NO ONE.&lt;br /&gt;(well duhh No one that we knew)&lt;br /&gt;then i started getting pissed. I can not believe that I got pranked&lt;br /&gt;BUt the worse thing, I feel bad for Kevin, mark and zolia where they have came all the way from city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE meet up with them, then we play bowling.&lt;br /&gt;I almost beat mark twice.&lt;br /&gt;eventhough he won twice&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 5, we started heading back.&lt;br /&gt;ANd guess what. I got lost.&lt;br /&gt;But I manage to overcome it.&lt;br /&gt;the returning trip is a whooping 1 hour 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Because of the damn traffic jam...if only people don't drive and take public services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I think viv enjoy the whole trip.&lt;br /&gt;She was sleeping the whole trip. SO yea, responsibilities, responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;AND, shes the first girl to be in a car with me...well alone.&lt;br /&gt;BUT it was scary, I cannot crash. there is a point when i almost crash with some other car...&lt;br /&gt;Thank GOD. Thank GOd. THank GOD&lt;br /&gt;we got back safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, that day was fun in the beginning. Eventhough my ass doesn't hurt as much now, because we didn't go iceskating. But i have fun bowling.&lt;br /&gt;(eventho i got beaten twice by viv) I enjoy shopping with her.&lt;br /&gt;VIVs(plural) YOu guys are the best Fashion GUrus!!!&lt;br /&gt;LOve you guys so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd YESH. that 's it!&lt;br /&gt;AND i've done my formal shopping&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-2809913940556322237?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/2809913940556322237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=2809913940556322237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/2809913940556322237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/2809913940556322237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/11/iceskating.html' title='IceSkating?'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-116314147122597595</id><published>2006-11-10T17:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:59.593+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday?</title><content type='html'>No it is not My birthday YET&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPpy Birthday to you&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Vivian&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Vivian SHen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good LUck in everything&lt;br /&gt;and All the best in everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAyb You wish Come true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya BAbe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-116314147122597595?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/116314147122597595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=116314147122597595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/116314147122597595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/116314147122597595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/11/birthday.html' title='Birthday?'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-116314130723842585</id><published>2006-11-10T17:32:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:59.494+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Finish</title><content type='html'>I am finish.&lt;br /&gt;I have finished one small step in life.&lt;br /&gt;It is considerably tiny step in my life, but I have finished it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does it feels?&lt;br /&gt;IT feels bloody great!&lt;br /&gt;IT sure does feel bloody Great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fact that I have completed a small tiny steps, I feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;Happy is a very significant feeling towards human. &lt;br /&gt;WHen you are happy, Anything WOrks.&lt;br /&gt;*Note I am NOt kidding, WHen you are happy everything WORKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOw, I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;the next step may be a harder path, BUt hey, I have finish one small step that gives me my confidence.&lt;br /&gt;I love to learn.&lt;br /&gt;I love to learn.&lt;br /&gt;I love to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, I am looking for a job. SO everyone, anyone needs me for work, I will be available! &lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be having holiday for 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;3 months is a long time, therefore I need to get a job to fill up my time, AND get money, fill up my bank! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;I guess HSc can be considered as easy. I have completed CHemistry, Physics, Mathematics, Mathematics Extension 1, English ESl (yea yea ESL..so what? I am good in English hahah xD), and Software Design and Development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyone want chemistry notes. Tell me&lt;br /&gt;I will sell u the excel book with the notes!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;(the notes is of course MORE expensive than the excel book..But i give it for freee!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-116314130723842585?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/116314130723842585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=116314130723842585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/116314130723842585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/116314130723842585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/11/finish.html' title='Finish'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-116237346178306816</id><published>2006-11-01T20:19:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:59.388+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost done.</title><content type='html'>I am almost done with study. I feel very nervous and yet shit, because it is so close, YET so far. I wish I finish it tomorrow. BUT, on the other hand, I need time to study.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what I am talking about? YES! The HSC.&lt;br /&gt;To everyone who say maths is easy, Stuff you! I have done the maths that is so GOOD. And guess what, What is even better is that, I have slight food poisoning when I am having my Maths Extension 1!&lt;br /&gt;IT was disaster. Not disaster, NOt just disaster, it is a catrastrophy! ( i guess I have spelt it right...i didn't use dictionary.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, overall, Most of the test is OK, because I have been hanging my head above the notes and study that I am suppose to be doing, which makes all these texts seems easier, NOT easy, Easier than normal.&lt;br /&gt;One thing I have learnt is that Practice makes perfect.&lt;br /&gt;AND, procrastinating will not lead to anywhere. Yes that's right! TO all the fellow procrastinator, Don't procrastinate, cherish every minutes and seconds you have, time will not be turned back, IT will not.&lt;br /&gt;One day when I look back on this HSC, I will not regret it!&lt;br /&gt;BEcause I cannot change anything, and I am proud of what I have done!&lt;br /&gt;Life is Beautiful, everyday's sunshine is brighter and redder, and that the oldsaying " the Grass on the other side of the fence are greener" Is WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;Every thing is beautiful, and nice.&lt;br /&gt;Just be positive. Negativity will only turn you down or someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more to go!&lt;br /&gt;ONE more TO go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, Lily. HAppy 18th B'day!&lt;br /&gt;Itz too bad RamenKan won't let us celebrate ur bday.&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy BirthDAy Lily NG!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:75%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is great!&lt;br /&gt;Life Goes on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note: anyone needs a casual worker? Call me! COLES, REply me!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-116237346178306816?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/116237346178306816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=116237346178306816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/116237346178306816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/116237346178306816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/11/almost-done.html' title='Almost done.'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-116156170138609119</id><published>2006-10-23T09:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:59.259+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid black;" background="#FFFFFF" border="0" width="450"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Yihong --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;[noun]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dance involving little to no clothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=83"&gt;'How will you be defined in the dictionary?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; There is no suprise. But why me? I thought OTHER people will dance with little to no clothing TO ME. hahah =D&lt;br /&gt;Dam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. and tired&lt;br /&gt;try to cheer myself up. haha. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HSC, I came and I conquer YOU! &lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST TO EVERYONE ....I KNOW....IN THEIR HSC!&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-116156170138609119?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/116156170138609119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=116156170138609119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/116156170138609119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/116156170138609119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/10/wow.html' title='Wow.'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-116074573782173414</id><published>2006-10-13T23:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:59.156+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day has come!</title><content type='html'>The day has come!&lt;br /&gt;YEs, That's right.  THe day Has COme.&lt;br /&gt;CLOSER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 More days.&lt;br /&gt;The HSC will start.&lt;br /&gt;Nervous? Excited? scared? feeling pump?&lt;br /&gt;MIxed feelings fill my life these days.&lt;br /&gt;My feeling is mixed. It seems as though my Feelings are put into an Amway Blender, which blend it, and Mixed it with other dressing like ...I DOn't know.&lt;br /&gt;That's not My point.&lt;br /&gt;I feel mixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am nervous about HSC, BUt I am excited about it, AND I am afraid of it, BUt I want to get over and done with HSC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HSC 7 days counting.&lt;br /&gt;6&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;THen ITz time to show the world what i am made of.&lt;br /&gt;What i have learnt in These 2 Blood Dreading Years.&lt;br /&gt;What i have gained in this 2 Assessment Full Years.&lt;br /&gt;What i have Obtained from this 2 years of Late night sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAMiKaZee&lt;br /&gt;HERE I COME HSC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I WILL NOT BE BACK AFTER THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haahahahhHahhahahHAHAHhhahaha&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-116074573782173414?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/116074573782173414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=116074573782173414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/116074573782173414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/116074573782173414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/10/day-has-come.html' title='The Day has come!'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-115953987386796253</id><published>2006-09-29T23:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:59.057+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My graduation</title><content type='html'>Finally, I am having my high school graduation.&lt;br /&gt;I have finally graduated.&lt;br /&gt;I feel...Happy, Sad, Love, ....I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel happy, because I have finally finish my High School year, and going into my University life.&lt;br /&gt;I feel sad, because I will be missing this School, Sydney Secondary College Blackwattle Bay Campus (yea yea, I know it is a long name--&gt; short form--&gt; SSCBBC), and all my lovely fellow students, which some I love and like them so much!&lt;br /&gt;I feel love, ...I don't know why I feel love...maybe is the fact that I love my friends so much, Not I am being loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about mixed emotion. I am feeling it right now.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why am I feeling so mixed up. Is it the fact that I cannot identify my feelings? Is it because I am so touched and sad? I don't know. You can be the judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation night. It started out in a chaos, where dozens (not literally..of course there are more than a dozen.) of people packing into the school tiny assembly hall. But, it turns out alright.&lt;br /&gt;Starts with National Anthem, as usually. And as usually We Clap and cheer for the National Anthem, even though we are all (including visitors) adviced not to clap.&lt;br /&gt;Then, it is the first award. Attendence award. It might sound funny to all my fellow Malaysian, people in Australia Do Not Go To School As Often. They Truant, Unexplained Absent, and Explain Absent (mostly explained by the note that they have written on the bus with false and fake signature). Not like Malaysia, everyone has 100% attendence. Well, anyhow, I got the attendence award with 9 other fellow student. YEs That's right, Only 10 students go to school everyday. I think it is something that I am proud of, BUT not for others, they think going to school everyday is not Cool. BUT DUDES, GET IT RIGHT MATES, NOT GOING TO SCHOOL IS UNCOOL! (even though I am going to be jumped (Jump=Beaten) for saying this statement, But PEOPLE it is a fact)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it follows by all the number ones in subjects (Which I narrowly got it--&gt;Ghey Charles), and then the Blackwattle Bay Award--&gt; Vivian Tu (Shes Ghey tooo...got five number ones). Then We get our own Special Portfolio. It takes a long time until My name "Yihong Lai" is called, and as usually, people cheer for me. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the most amazing thing is that when I went out of the Hall, I saw people hugging, and I immediately changed into Hugging all random students that I know mode.  And guess what, Ms Saunders HUgged me!! xD ( jealous? her physics students? haha)&lt;br /&gt;well, we took Photos, and we took MOre photos. and then we start feeling sad, knowing that from tomorrow onwards, we will not see each other again. Until HSC, and Formal. After that, we will not see each other again. Someday I might see YOU on the street, and I WILL give YOU guys random HUgs (IF I know you well enough) because I think I will be missing you guys a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation. What does it mean? It means a lot of things. But most of all, it indicates a new journey, a new pathways that we will be taking. Different pathway will also be taken, But guess what people, we can still communicate these days Via MSN.&lt;br /&gt;The end of the High School life, indicates the Beginning of the University Life. I wonder is there any difference between those two? Apart from the Uniform that we don't need to wear in University. We are still required to study hard, take examination, get grades, and graduate Again. They are the same. Just that this University life, teachers are not that close to students, because there are a HUge NUmber of students in a lecture theatre, and it is impossible to know everyone's name.&lt;br /&gt;My High School Life in SSCBBC has ended yesterday. Three more weeks, we will be taking our HSC, a test that indicates how successful we are in High School, and a test that indicate the end of High School. Maybe we will still be in contact some day, But I bet you will always Remember my name. YIHONG LAI. My special name, so special and different that people will remember MY name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To show how much I missed school. I went to school today.&lt;br /&gt;To play handball.&lt;br /&gt;To have a last look at the Sydney Secondary College Blackwattle Bay Campus.&lt;br /&gt;To remind myself, This is the best High School in Australia I have ever Attended in My whole entire 18 years of life.&lt;br /&gt;To let myself reminisce the precious beautiful memories I have had in this school with all my dearest friends.&lt;br /&gt;To let myself remember All the Great teacher that have teached me in these years, that let me know that They are only HUMAN.&lt;br /&gt;To let myself Have my own story. A beautiful story of my high School life. the life where crushes and loves never ends. the life where I Feel Free and young.&lt;br /&gt;To remind myself one day when I look back at the photos we have all take that makes me think back the past, and laugh about it Not regret about it. BEcause life in HIgh school are Great!&lt;br /&gt;To remind myself about all the dumb and stupid and naive and illogic and unthinkable and disgusting and sexy and funny and extraordinary and beautiful things that I have done and contributed into my memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my High School life. ANd Yesterday was officially my last day of having a HIgh School life.&lt;br /&gt;As I always said. Life goes ON. I think I should be going on with life.&lt;br /&gt;Be in the present. Not the Future. Not the Past. Present.&lt;br /&gt;My life will be better and great by being in the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Graduation Everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck in Your HSC.&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck With your future life.&lt;br /&gt;Be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOOD LUCK, ALL THE BEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: SUShi's brother is sooo cute! xD Her younger sister looks like her OLDER sister! xD (You look YOung--&gt;a compliment xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-115953987386796253?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/115953987386796253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=115953987386796253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115953987386796253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115953987386796253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-graduation.html' title='My graduation'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-115908750655427653</id><published>2006-09-24T18:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:58.817+11:00</updated><title type='text'>One months</title><content type='html'>I think this blog will be my countdown towards HSC.&lt;br /&gt;NOw, As the title said, I still have one more month until HSC starts.&lt;br /&gt;well, 7 weeks until HSC finishes. I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;For now. Study Damn hard.&lt;br /&gt;Study will be my hobby, interest, entertainment, relaxation, and Fun.&lt;br /&gt;That's FUn! .....Not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck to Year 11s Yearlies. HOpe your results will be good. =D&lt;br /&gt;And for me BY now, I will Study.&lt;br /&gt;Homework?  I have none. Study. I have heaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Sorry Mic, i got no time to do your tag, and mayb you should explain what i shud do, since i am Tagged by you. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE GOES ON!&lt;br /&gt;YAy. Star Shine above me.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck people.&lt;br /&gt;And Good Luck To EVeryone!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-115908750655427653?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/115908750655427653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=115908750655427653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115908750655427653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115908750655427653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-months.html' title='One months'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-115832601260543748</id><published>2006-09-15T22:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:58.707+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell My Fellow Year 12.</title><content type='html'>Farewell my fellow year 12. Thursday. Year 12 farewell Barbeque. I think these barbeque that happen in the school is making me FAT. Not that I am not FAT, but it is making me fatTER! which is not a good thing to me. I am very concious with my diet, and my FAT, and the way I look. If I think I am getting fatter, I will workout. I think most guys do care about their physical looks, it is through our physical look that Women as gullible and naive enough to think that we are strong. ANd inFACT! we are strong Physically. But inside the Strong and big guy is a pre-developed young boy. IT is a fact, and I think most girls do know that.&lt;br /&gt;What is my point? This is not what I am going to write in this particular blog with the title of "Farewell My Fellow Year 12". And I am not revealing our (men) weakness to the whole world. SO if you are a girl, Just forget what I have just said and keep on reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell My Fellow Year 12. There is a stage where we meet and farewell people. But through the period we have spent together, we have memories and hope we will still be in contact. When we meet a person, there is a stage that we will leave or say goodbye to them. To this year 12 group, we are going to say goodbye to each other, for some we may be still in contact, for some your name will soon deminish into the back of my head. Well, I will take this chance to say Good Luck to all my fellow Year 12 students in their HSC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss this High School life. And soon I will be attending to university or maybe Tafe (low chance), but this High School life will end. When it is an end to a thing, it is the beginning for another thing. Life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HSC. 5 more weeks until I face this misery, or maybe something I am looking forward to complete and finish this misery, the endless and most pressurising HSC. I wonder what will I do after HSC. Life will be so boring and I will be doing Nothing Everyday. Practically and Literally Nothing. HSC is only a THING to make us work hard in our High School years. And then the Uni Assignment or the goal to get honours in the course will be a THING to drive us to work hard and to achieve our goal, or maybe my goal. Life is endless. It will never be the end. An End is the beginning of another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like circle of life. Someone die so that others can be born. Many people don't trust this thing or principle, But i do. Because I believe that there is a balance in this humanity world, where something need to be sacrificed for others to live on, or for a new life to be born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I talking about circle of life? This is suppose to be about Farewelling the year 12 2006. Maybe everything just links together. They link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell my friend. I will be missing the year 12 2006.&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck in Your HSC my fellow student.&lt;br /&gt;5 more weeks. Work hard. YOu will achieve what you set yourself to do.&lt;br /&gt;All the best PEople.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Good Luck to Year 11 that will be doing their yearlies.&lt;br /&gt;and My star. Good luck in your Yearlies. Eventhough it has been for one week. xD&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes ON. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-115832601260543748?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/115832601260543748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=115832601260543748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115832601260543748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115832601260543748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/09/farewell-my-fellow-year-12.html' title='Farewell My Fellow Year 12.'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-115812879718878440</id><published>2006-09-13T16:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:58.609+11:00</updated><title type='text'>this is ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are An ESTJ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Guardian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a natural leader and quick, logical decision maker.&lt;br /&gt;Goals are important in your life, and you take many steps to acheive them.&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy interacting with others, mostly through work related activities.&lt;br /&gt;Your high energy level means you are great at getting things done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great teacher, judge, or police detective.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me. SOme are right. But the job Choices. They are sooooo not right.&lt;br /&gt;Why am i doing this? Because someone is that bored to do it. and she influences me.&lt;br /&gt;So Am I influencial?&lt;br /&gt;The answer is YES&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy B'day Shirls!!&lt;br /&gt;(this is my present. I post it into my Blog. Because i didn't give u any present. Sorry about that. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHoys!! Today is ur 18th B'day!! You can DRINK  and CLUBBING. Umm not that you will do it. BUT MAy you have the best 18th B'day Ever!! xD&lt;br /&gt;MAy all ur wishes Come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeerz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-115812879718878440?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/115812879718878440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=115812879718878440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115812879718878440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115812879718878440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-is-me.html' title='this is ME!'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-115772097814338335</id><published>2006-09-08T22:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:57.163+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Do YOu Feel Excellent?</title><content type='html'>Do YOu feel Excellent? Today You should. NOt that you can only feel excellent TODAY only, Everyday is excellent. Everyday is great. But today is Extra-ordinary Great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Exo Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does it call EXO? I dun know. They say it came from the word Excellent. Or maybe it is from the word Excellent.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what. I don not feel excellent after the Lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I don not have enough food, because a lot of those, and I don not like to use that word ... BUT they Make me say it, those DickHeads who get twice or more Krispy Kreme Donut and Barbeque. &lt;br /&gt;Ohh right. For EXO day, we are having Krispy Kreme, which I have to drive all the way to the city to pick it up, which explains why I drive a car to school today. We have barbeque which I did not help out (I planned to HELP...I SWEAR!) , because we spent 1.5 hours in the city waiting for The Krispy Kreme to be made, and the Wollies Staff to find out who is IN CHARGE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How lame is it? The workers there don NOT know who is in charge in the whole workplace. How Could they not know who is in charge? (I still cannot get over it.) Well. There goes 30min for them to look for the person in charge, while me and Joe parked the car on a 5min Parking zone. Lucky we did not get caught. &lt;br /&gt;After the wait, we have to head back to Marks place to get Cups. Because people cannot drink with their HANDS!! And we end up rushing back to school, where we are late for the beginning of lunch. We also have sponsor of drinks from maccas. Maccas!!  haha My past workplace. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the whole process which took part at the third and last period. Which explains why I am not in the maths class. Hope Mr. Matchett don not mind. Sure he does not care. He is cool. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey mark. Bro, Exo day is great. It is excellent. This is good. And I love the BreakDance. Hope one day I can be that...Not. xD&lt;br /&gt;Today is Exo day. IT is excellent. Because it is called excellent day? Hope everyone feel the same. Excellent.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE KRISPY KREME....xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. The bbQ and Krispy Kreme is free! For god Sake, i still don't get why people are so greedy. ITz Free. What a Cheapo--&gt; to people who get more than one. xD (excluding people that help)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: The fuel I have spent does not included in this Blog. xD  its a lot. But I have fun DrIvinG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-115772097814338335?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/115772097814338335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=115772097814338335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115772097814338335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115772097814338335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/09/do-you-feel-excellent.html' title='Do YOu Feel Excellent?'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-115725059221335602</id><published>2006-09-03T12:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:57.071+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Party? or NOt?</title><content type='html'>Um. yes it is a party. Joe's Party in his Beauty Shops is great, until people start going back to home. WEll, before they left, it Was hectic. WE have Jim Bean. I have 2 shots of JimBean, and it taste nice! sometimes i would wonder whether am i an alcoholic, or mayb i just like drinking. wait. like drinking --&gt; Alcoholic. Dammit. Well anyhow, it is a nice party before people start going home. What lack in this party is that we need more girls from our school. What happen Sydney Secondary College Joseph friends? You guys are suppose to come and have fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. The location is in a Beauty Shop. His Beauty shops. This is not a joke, eventhough it sounds random and lame, but at the past 10 hours, I have been staying and drinking in that shop. well, mayb a few hours of driving around Cabramatta, and it is fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you are in the position of a police. What will you think first when you see a group of young adolescent hanging around near a church which they called it "Devil Mary", because the shadow of a Virgin Mary is an outline of A Devil at 1 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;DRugs? Drunks? Thief? &lt;br /&gt;Well all your guess are wrong. We are just a group of adolescent, umm with 3 legal adult, driving around without going with the road rules. &lt;br /&gt;"Devil Mary" it is facinating that this thing is true. It is such a parody, where Virgin Mary is suppose to be a god? or not. I admit, i am not a christian or catholic, so i will have no idea about these. Devil of the Satan is against the god. But in that case they appear together at the same time, just that the shadow of VirginMary is a DEvil. They say it is freaky, But i think it is kind of facinating and such a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after that, we drive around Cabramatta...or somewhere around there. ( I dun live in Cabramatta or somewhere around there...so i have no idea about the places) ANd we went to Rick's place. To watch Sunrise. THIS IS LAME! ANd there is no girls and other. Theres only 6 single nigelated guy who has nothing to do but to stay in the car and Watch the sunrise. It sound gay. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, we end up going back to the Beauty Shop at 6am and i have a sleep for 2 hours in oneday. At 8am, i drive back home. When i got home, Guess what i do. I think 99% of people will guess this right, Unless the 1% are dumb dope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. I didn't go blogging straight away. i am not a blogmaniac.&lt;br /&gt;NO. I did NOt go SHopping. Like i am a girl or somehow. And the Shops is not even open.&lt;br /&gt;No. I did not go to CityHUnter. IT is gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....fine fine...&lt;br /&gt;If you are one of the 1% dumb dope, &lt;br /&gt;i went back home to sleep. For 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So overall, i have only 5 hours of sleep yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i am so tired, i can say anything i want. They guys in Joe's party Is HOT! (I am one of it xD) Girls.......meh.&lt;br /&gt;I am not drunk. If This morning i caught driving with high alcohol limit, i am Stuffed. i will be losing 3 demerit points and some hefty fines. But THank god, I mean Buddha, I did not get pull up by the cops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy B'day Joesph. It is your 18. You are 18. I hope you will use your legal age in something that is meaningful and good to you. (Note: DOn't go to the pornshops too much...Itz not good for health dude. xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have fun today. It was Great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-115725059221335602?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/115725059221335602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=115725059221335602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115725059221335602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115725059221335602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/09/party-or-not.html' title='Party? or NOt?'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-115717909498951089</id><published>2006-09-02T16:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:56.967+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Results</title><content type='html'>What Results is more scarier than the HSC TRIALS Result? &lt;br /&gt;hmm, maybe HSC. But currently the Trial Results is Scary, because i have not done that well. What can i do?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can do is to go on with life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i went to the UNSW open day, guess what. I actually enjoy it! &lt;br /&gt;It was fun from the beginning of the lecture. They got one hilarious lecture who tell us to pick our courses properly, sometimes i wonder why this open days i useful. But today, i am having a first hand experience of actually learn and listen to the lecture. I have the feeling of being an university student. However, the funny thing is that the lecture is actually honest to us. Whatever that is crap and bad he will tell us. This is life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i am confused the fact the lecturer call  the University a School.&lt;br /&gt;School. What is this? He is suppose to say it is a University. Or else, it has lost all the excitement and fun of actually being a University student. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But A fact that we should know is that University is not easy, it is just another school life in our life, just that this school life is not that hard because we have more freetime. And the fact that life is easier in UNi, It is wrong. because it is hard in University, and it all depends on OURSELF, our own diciplinary. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i am writing this in DOdo's place. xD&lt;br /&gt;Driving to Joe's B'day party.&lt;br /&gt;NO DRINKING. I am a Designated driver. dammit.&lt;br /&gt;lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: i didn't use any abbreviation in this blog, and i don't use the so called "SMS LAnguage" xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-115717909498951089?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/115717909498951089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=115717909498951089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115717909498951089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115717909498951089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/09/results.html' title='Results'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-115667279883191279</id><published>2006-08-27T19:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:56.849+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Un-Malaysian?</title><content type='html'>Un-Malaysian? What is This?&lt;br /&gt;I saw Michelle Blog recently, I found How UN-Malaysian She is.&lt;br /&gt;So, I went have a look at myself to see HOw Un-Malaysian I am.&lt;br /&gt;This is From Kennysia. Thank God he got this thing to Rate ME. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my Suprise. I am Not that Un-Malaysian.&lt;br /&gt;I am kinda proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;I am NOt That Un-Malaysian As The Prime Minister of Malaysia. Itz My Honour to be in the same level of Un-Malaysian Ability as Mr Malaysia Prime Minister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong style="font-size: large;"&gt;Congratulations Yihong Lai, you are 25% not Malaysian. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That means you're as Malaysian as...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.kennysia.com/images/photos/20060824-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="400" width="284" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-size: large;"&gt;Abdullah Badawi !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2006/08/how_unmalaysian.php"&gt;How Un-Malaysian Are You? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-115667279883191279?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/115667279883191279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=115667279883191279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115667279883191279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115667279883191279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/08/un-malaysian.html' title='Un-Malaysian?'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-115633641956995228</id><published>2006-08-23T22:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:56.707+11:00</updated><title type='text'>No Trials?</title><content type='html'>End of Trials!!&lt;br /&gt;I am Freeeee  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for one week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am Freeeee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for one week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;One week is still one week.&lt;br /&gt;I will enjoy it as Much as i can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End of the trials means the Beginning of the Real HSC.&lt;br /&gt;The End of the HSc means the Beginning of the University.&lt;br /&gt;The End of the University means the Beginning of the Working LIfe.&lt;br /&gt;The End of the Working life means the Beginning of the pension life.&lt;br /&gt;The End of the Pension Life means the Beginning of the Reincarnation.&lt;br /&gt;The End of the Reincarnation means the Beginning of a New Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a cycle of life.&lt;br /&gt;There is no the End. The End is always a New Beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An End of a thing will be the Beginning of another thing.&lt;br /&gt;An end of a life means the Beginning of a new Born Life.&lt;br /&gt;This is Life Cycle. Or the Cycle of Life.&lt;br /&gt;There is no End. The End will always be a New Beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my life. My life will go on.&lt;br /&gt;My Life will now go on with a Star i love.&lt;br /&gt;My Star.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-115633641956995228?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/115633641956995228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=115633641956995228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115633641956995228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115633641956995228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-trials.html' title='No Trials?'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-115633593912819442</id><published>2006-08-23T22:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:56.556+11:00</updated><title type='text'>End Less Sweet Aroma? lol</title><content type='html'>End Less Sweet Aroma? What is this. I think you know what i am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;Today I enjoy looking at the stars. The stars Shines and it is like a pair of eyes looking at me. It shines. It is beautiful. It is my Star. She is my Star.&lt;br /&gt;End Less Sweet Aroma. This is a random title where i found it is not important, But the content of this post is important.&lt;br /&gt;the star is a human. A girl? or a Guy? I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;It shines like the way your eyes shines.&lt;br /&gt;When it is looking at me, i feel like 180 degrees hot. i MEAN HOT. Coz the Hotness of the Star Makes me Hot. It is too hot for the weather on Earth. It likes to be in cool temperature.&lt;br /&gt;It is beautiful. It is fabulous. It is my Star.&lt;br /&gt;My own Star. I love this Star. I like this Star.&lt;br /&gt;Star is appealing. Star is Sexy. Star is lovely, that the title of this Blog does not relate to Star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you might Think this blog is about my title. Like Carm Said, Never Judge This Blog by the Title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Star (End Less Sweet Aroma?) will always be my star. I love this star. And I will be missing this Star constantly. It Shines once a week. Once a week. Once a week. And it will keep on glowing and shining Until no time. Forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star ******&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps (the Title has been changed due to the combination of word is sick. xD)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-115633593912819442?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/115633593912819442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=115633593912819442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115633593912819442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115633593912819442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/08/end-less-sweet-aroma-lol.html' title='End Less Sweet Aroma? lol'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-115590592299763925</id><published>2006-08-18T22:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:56.452+11:00</updated><title type='text'>OptuS</title><content type='html'>Guess What people.&lt;br /&gt;I have changed my Mobile Phone Network.&lt;br /&gt;From Vodafone Into Optus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;For starter, i got 100min free Optus to Optus&lt;br /&gt;and then i got 100min free for MyTime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i recharge the next time i will get 300min Free Optus to Optus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i have completely no idea why am i writing this. Maybe to use my time doing something pointless instead of studying for my HSC Trials Exam.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of Maybes. and Guess What, Life is also fill with paradoxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week has past for HSC Trials Exam.&lt;br /&gt;I got two more to go, and i am free for 4 Days.&lt;br /&gt;Then it will be back to the normal School days, where people are stressing out about HSC.&lt;br /&gt;The REAL HSC O.O"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GooD Luck People IN your Result.&lt;br /&gt;and the Second Week of Trials HSC. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-115590592299763925?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/115590592299763925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=115590592299763925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115590592299763925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115590592299763925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/08/optus.html' title='OptuS'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-115530582922724391</id><published>2006-08-12T00:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:56.347+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>Have you ever wonder, when you are having a great time, the TIME goes by really fast.&lt;br /&gt;HAve you ever wonder, When you are having a bad time, the TIME goes by Slower than normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS This a Fact?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FOUND, everytime I am having a fantabulous time, IT flies like u didn't realise IT went past.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, when I am having the most miserable period of MY life, I feel that the Clock goes slower every seconds and minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Does This Happen? Is This Caused by human Psychology and mental problems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the fact that "FEAR" fears us all.&lt;br /&gt;IF someone can Overcome the Fear, They will not Fear the FEAR that they are facing.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, If you know what you FEAR.&lt;br /&gt;you will never overcome the FEAR, because the FEAR will keep on haunting you down like a lifeless pathetic dog. (it is not a good simile, but it works)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we fear the FEARS?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we might find that the FEARS will lead us into another dimension in life?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we are worried and afraid that the consequences of the FEARS might bring?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the insecurities in life will makes you fear the FEARS more?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we might fear the FEARS will affect our future?&lt;br /&gt;There are thousands of MAYBEs, and there is no explanations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well now The FEAR I fear is my future, and the TRIal HSC exams, and the HSC exams.&lt;br /&gt;I realised that I don't have to fear these, But hey, One thing you will learn from FUTURAMA, is that &lt;blockquote&gt;"Fear does not Fear us, Fears Bring us together, and makes us feel united."&lt;/blockquote&gt;I always thought Simpsons and Futurama is a FUN thing, But, IT teaches me stuff too. Stuff that I never know I will understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck Everyone in your Trials!&lt;br /&gt;"watashiwa Irokee!!" xDD&lt;br /&gt;Gambateh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-115530582922724391?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/115530582922724391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=115530582922724391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115530582922724391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115530582922724391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/08/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-115502442579660237</id><published>2006-08-08T18:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:56.239+11:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Learnt?</title><content type='html'>What have I learnt in these 2 years?&lt;br /&gt;I cannot recount it, But these is briefly what I learn in English.&lt;br /&gt;My Essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The texts I will refer to are the documentary series “Through Australian Eyes”, “Immigrant Chronicle”, “The Road Not Taken”, and the related material of the film “Stand by me”.&lt;br /&gt;The journey is a pilgrimage that has to be undertaken by human beings from the beginning of their life that will bring us to growth and inevitable change. In the journey of growing up, we are constantly confronted by obstacles and challenges whether it is physical, emotional, intellectual or spiritual. Eventually it will lead to an extension of a person, where he/she leaves their comfort zone and confronts the obstacles. Through the journey, self-exploration and identity is discovered with a wider understanding towards the world around us and an increase in knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;Growing up is the physical, emotional and intellectual journey which no one can escape from, during this journey we are given opportunities to learn and understand the world through which maturity will change us to become adults. In the film “Stand By Me”, the journey of growing up is shown by the symbolic long shot of the characters walking on the bridge commencing a journey to the unknown, where the bridge symbolize the road to growth. The journey of searching for the dead body is also a symbolic emotional journey for Gordie, where the emotional struggle and the grieving process of the death of his brother, Denny, will come to an end. This is depicted in the rhetorical question “Why? Why do you have to die?” where the repetition of “Why” in sad tone and low volume shows that Gordie is confronting his emotional problems and reveals the underlying issue of the rejection from his parents. This creates authenticity towards the film and also gained the responder’s interest. This confrontation of the emotional obstacles changes the character Gordie from a kid with low self-esteem, to an emotionally matured and stronger adolescent, and indication of growth. Therefore, the emotional change in an innocent child leads to the maturing of a person.&lt;br /&gt;In the poem “Felix Skrzynecki” the journey of maturing is shown by two simple yet meaningful words – “Growing Older” in the beginning of stanza 5. This communicates to the responders that the author, Peter Skrzynecki, is growing older and that these two simple word also gained the responders attention. The use of assonance in the 5th stanza, where the repetition of the long vowel sound, “e”, in the line “Remember words he thought me,” attracts the responder’s attention and triggers them to reminisce about the past. This also illustrates the generation gap between Felix and Peter Skrzynecki that the culture difference will lead to a disagreement in perspective. This is represented by the rhetorical question “Did your father ever attempt to learn English?” in a rough and angry tone by the Department Clerk, which make the responders more interested in the poem and to speculate about difference in perception between Felix and Peter Skrzynecki. The “South Hadrian’s Wall” has been used as a metaphor of the physical barrier between Peter and Felix Skrzynecki, where a change in the dynamic of this father-son relationship occurs. Thus, the change in relationship has illustrated the growth on experiences in a journey.&lt;br /&gt;The search for identity is a crucial journey for a person to explore their own characteristic. Through the search of identity, they will be met with obstacles and that they will extend themselves, and may eventually find their own individuality. In the film “Through Australian Eyes—China”, Ellen Youie has discovered her identity through the period that she stayed in Lou Zhao which is the village her mother came from. The pan shot of the Family Plaque in the local school and the quote from Ellen stated that “…this is the character representing the Lai family. It is the most convincing symbol of my family roots in China”, has depicted that her identity has been found. A change of perception on Ellen is shown by the close up shot of her looking at the Family Plaque with a smile, where she is persuaded that her roots lies in China. However, the journey depicted of Jessie going to India from the film “Through Australian Eyes—India”, illustrates that facing with obstacles like confusions is part of the journey of seeking for identity. The repetition of the word “confuse”, and the use of high modality of the stressing in the word “definitely” has shown that Jessie is completely confused. This is supported by the medium shot of her alienated at the middle of two lines, which symbolize that Jessie is still caught between two cultures. Taking on a journey may have positive and negative outcomes, in Jessie’s case; her search for identity is unsuccessful. Although she is confused, but through the journey she has traveled, she has a change of perspective, where she realized that India is a land of contrast. This is shown by the accepting tone of voice where she said “India is a land of contrast” for several times. As a result, the change of perceptions has depicted the search of identity.&lt;br /&gt;An obstacle can be defined as one that opposes, stands in the way, or holds up progress. In life’s journeys, obstacles and challenges will be met by a person that will change them physically, emotionally, intellectually and also spiritually. “The Road Not Taken” is an extended metaphor of the choices in life, where the person needs to face the challenge which is to make a decision. This is demonstrated by the repetition of the word “And” from line 2 to line 4, which gives the responders the sense of hesitation and contemplation about the decisions. In stanza three, an emotional change occurs where the writer is getting frustrated, which is shown by the appropriate use of punctuation in the line “Oh, I kept the first for another day!” where the exclamation marks convey to the responder a sense of irritation. This indicates the extension of the traveler that causes the person to leave their comfort zone and challenges the obstacles in “and I – I took the one…” where the use of a hyphen indicates that the person has overcome the obstacles and made a decision, it also presents the responders a sense of hesitation while making the person’s decision. The physical change of a person leaving their comfort zone and facing the obstacles will lead to the extension of the person with the results of overcoming the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;In “Migrant Hostel” by Peter Skrzynecki, through the inner journey he conveys which he looks back to the past, obstacles and challenges are met by his family in the Parkes hostel as newly arrived immigrants. This is communicated by the use of a simile in “Like a Homing pigeon…” to create an image of how the people in the hostel act to the responder, where the composer emphasizes the need to seek out others from the same nationality as a challenge to migrants in the hostel. Furthermore the use of noun group in the stark title “Migrant Hostel” conveys the hindrance faced by the migrants where the stigma and discrimination are felt by the migrants. However, unlike “The Road Not Taken”, the obstacles faced in “Migrant Hostel” are not overcome. Instead, the migrant were further scrutinized and humiliated as is shown in “A barrier at the main gates…” where the barrier is the physical obstacles to them and that the personification of the barrier in “As it rose and fell like a finger pointed in …” has changed the emotion of the poem from sadness to shame that makes them look like prisoners. This makes the responders empathise with the migrants, and also causes the responders to reminisce about their own experience of being shamed. Thus, the emotional change from sadness to shame illustrates the difficulty of the obstacles, where some challenges can not be conquered.&lt;br /&gt;From a film of a journey to search for a dead body to a poem which is a metaphor of choices in life, the texts mention has shown identity, growing up and the obstacles in journey. Moreover, the changes that occurred in the texts mentioned, change was inevitable, and that it is an evolution of life. Ralph Waldo Emerson stated “Do not go where the path may lead; go instead where there is no path and leave a trail!” Journey provides the opportunities for people to extend and challenge themselves, physically, emotionally and intellectually. From growing up, we will eventually discover a unique individuality and identity, and that leaving the comfort zone to extend and confront the challenges will lead to the consequences of overcoming the barrier and a new step towards a better life in the life journey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Copyrights towards Yihong Lai)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There are things I've learnt in a few years time. Some philosophy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Most of all, I 've Learnt to Get on with LIFE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cause Life Goes On.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(NOte: DO not copy my Essay!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-115502442579660237?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/115502442579660237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=115502442579660237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115502442579660237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115502442579660237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-i-learnt.html' title='What I Learnt?'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-115473983033847669</id><published>2006-08-05T10:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:56.113+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Secrets</title><content type='html'>Firstly I am not talking about &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" href="http://www.victoriassecret.com/"&gt;Victoria Secret&lt;/a&gt;. IF you are thinking I will be talking about it, well then I am so sorry. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Victoria Secret is an Underpants brand...or Bra...ohh wellz who cares...I am not talking about it =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secrets.&lt;br /&gt;What is secret? an incident that cannot be told? A thing that cannot be told?&lt;br /&gt;It is just something that we don't want to let people know.&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of secret that we as a human has, like the time you made an unforgivable incident, YOU make it a secret.&lt;br /&gt;SO what happen if people asked about it?&lt;br /&gt;YOU LIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES that's right. YOU LIE.&lt;br /&gt;Some people say we human are the best liar amongst the living things. Is it true?&lt;br /&gt;well, you be the judge. Start judging yourself, and you will realise that you are a better liar than most politicians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, secrets are only kept for ourself. it will never turn into a widespread rumours, or some old pathetic jokes. It is our secret.&lt;br /&gt;People who expose others secret are known to be called "Mulut Tempayan" --&gt; BIG MOUTH. So if you have a gigantic mouth, well then you will have the asset to be a good BIG MOUTH. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyway, I have one secret. One special secret. Only me and the special one knows. Other than that, NO one. BEcause it is out secret! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Glad and proud to have a secret with you Lil Gurl. =D&lt;br /&gt;Itz our secret! hahahhahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care Lil Gurl.&lt;br /&gt;and I will stuck at home study for my god damn, bloody, useless TRIALS HSC.&lt;br /&gt;(apparently the teachers will not call it useless or pathetic, BUT well I have to study, that SUCk! __!__)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK TO PEOPLE WHO IS GOING TO HAVE THEIR TRIALS OR HAVING THEIR TRIALS.&lt;br /&gt;and GOOD LUCK TO ME TOO ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PeAcE OuT ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-115473983033847669?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/115473983033847669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=115473983033847669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115473983033847669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115473983033847669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/08/secrets.html' title='Secrets'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-115390810531192445</id><published>2006-07-26T20:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:55.981+11:00</updated><title type='text'>...NERD GOD!!! XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nerdtests.com/ft_nq.php?im"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nerdtests.com/images/ft/nq.php?val=4798" alt="I am nerdier than 99% of all people. Are you nerdier? Click here to find out!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am A NERD GOD!!&lt;br /&gt;I OWN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-115390810531192445?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/115390810531192445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=115390810531192445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115390810531192445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115390810531192445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/07/nerd-god-xd.html' title='...NERD GOD!!! XD'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-115310565171324392</id><published>2006-07-17T13:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:55.799+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Bball</title><content type='html'>Dear Study Vacation,&lt;br /&gt;soon we will be finished with you, and we will be met by school and study.&lt;br /&gt;i dun really want you to be sad, but i enjoy you dear study vacation. mayb nex holiday we will be met by you again.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;OR mayb i dun really want to meet u anyway, i want holiday! she is the best!&lt;br /&gt;itz okay to be a study vacation.&lt;br /&gt;sincerely&lt;br /&gt;Yihong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, eventhough it was or it is a study vacation, it will end soon.&lt;br /&gt;which is tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;however, i have a lot of fun yesterday. We went playing basketball in hurstville aquatic centre.&lt;br /&gt;EVENtho we got kicked out, I think i have fun.......I think&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps a hot chic saw me..and she's checkin me OUT!...lol me too&lt;br /&gt;hmm...mayb i am not into a relationship. not that loyal enough....&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.........&lt;br /&gt;well life goes on dudes.&lt;br /&gt;so have fun with life. remember life is short enjoy it now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-115310565171324392?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/115310565171324392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=115310565171324392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115310565171324392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115310565171324392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/07/bball.html' title='Bball'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-115310536224741186</id><published>2006-07-17T12:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:55.708+11:00</updated><title type='text'>P--&gt;?</title><content type='html'>P's.&lt;br /&gt;P can mean anything, But for my people in my age, P means only one thing.&lt;br /&gt;I have got my Red P's licence =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, P can really mean a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;If you are a P, it means you are Pathetic, pragmatic, plain, paranoid, ...and more&lt;br /&gt;IF this is P, it means it is pampered, pealed, etc&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay, i think i can stop all the P's BT my point is i got my P's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerz =D&lt;br /&gt;i can drive...lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-115310536224741186?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/115310536224741186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=115310536224741186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115310536224741186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115310536224741186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/07/p.html' title='P--&gt;?'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-115261468140697848</id><published>2006-07-11T20:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:55.605+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Check This OUt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmz What is this? me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 11pt;" align="left" border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="245"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#cce6ff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt;"&gt;Your #1 Match: ESFJ&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#e5f3ff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Caregiver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sympathetic and caring, putting friends and family first.&lt;br /&gt;A creature of habit, you prefer routines and have trouble with change.&lt;br /&gt;You love being in groups - whether you're helping people or working on a project.&lt;br /&gt;You are good at listening, laughing, and bringing out the best in people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great nurse, social worker, or teacher.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#ffcccd"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt;"&gt;Your #2 Match: ISFJ&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffe5e6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nurturer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a strong need to belong, and you very loyal.&lt;br /&gt;A good listener, you excell at helping others in practical ways.&lt;br /&gt;In your spare time, you enjoy engaging your senses through art, cooking, and music.&lt;br /&gt;You find it easy to be devoted to one person, who you do special things for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good interior designer, chef, or child psychologist.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#fffecc"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt;"&gt;Your #3 Match: ESFP&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffee5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Performer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a natural performer and happiest when you're entertaining others.&lt;br /&gt;A great friend, you are generous, fun-loving and optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;You love to laugh - and you like almost all people equally.&lt;br /&gt;You accept life as it is, and you do your best to make each day fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good actor, designer, or counselor.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 11pt;" align="left" border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="245"&gt;   &lt;tbody&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Well, i think the third one fits me more, But who knows, the other's mIght be True&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-115261468140697848?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/115261468140697848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=115261468140697848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115261468140697848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115261468140697848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/07/check-this-out.html' title='Check This OUt'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-115207584259244870</id><published>2006-07-05T14:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:55.505+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>Life is short,&lt;br /&gt;so short that someday&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; you might wonder what you have missed out.&lt;br /&gt;Since life is so short,&lt;br /&gt;I want to try and do all the wildest things that I have never done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE a SUSHI competition!&lt;br /&gt;I love sushi, people knows that.&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, we have a sushi competition.&lt;br /&gt;well it should not be called sushi competition, or rather a Wasabi Competition.&lt;br /&gt;And Guess what!? I Own everyone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Except for kevin---&gt;he is gay (an Eating Machine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well My point is...I own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this is just one of the list i want to do before my life end.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, this might be the only Wild things I have ever done in my life,&lt;br /&gt;I might Die tomorrow...who knows..But I sure wish not to.&lt;br /&gt;I still have a long long list of Things to do, like&lt;br /&gt;--Beat Vivian Tu in Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;--Go to the Formal with someone I like&lt;br /&gt;--Success in actually picking up a girl&lt;br /&gt;--Go around the world with all my friends&lt;br /&gt;--BE a BILLIONAIR&lt;br /&gt;...and the list goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So from now on, people please send me 1 pound,&lt;br /&gt;IF everyone send me 1 pound in the world, and the taxation office won't tax me&lt;br /&gt;My wish as a Billionair will come true! Thank you Thank you =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more photo of me OWNING Click &lt;a href="http://www.sscbbc2006.netfirms.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, HAve fun in watchin all these Photos..some might be WIERD&lt;br /&gt;But hey, WE (human) ARE WIERD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short, I will cherish every second I am in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Playing DOTA? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-115207584259244870?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/115207584259244870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=115207584259244870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115207584259244870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/115207584259244870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/07/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-114834234166189273</id><published>2006-05-23T09:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:55.405+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Frozen By Ice?</title><content type='html'>Today is Tuesday. Like all other ordinary Tuesday, today is different. It's not that I have become into the world richest man, although it is one of my wildest dream; it's not that the end of the world has approach. But today is unbelievably cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you understand the world, you would understand the climate in the world has changed since the tsunami in Indian Ocean. The tsunami has not just devastated the countryside of Indonesia, Sri Lanka, Thailand, Malaysia, and India, it has changed the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tsunami is not an ordinary tsunami. It power is so big that it has a huge rammification towards the world. Our world. The Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started my theory of climate change due to the tsunami after the destructive tsunami. My theory stated that the weather will change where in summer, we will have the hottest summer ever; in winter, the coldest winter will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My theory, is not ordinary young adults theory. It is true, and it is happening. This occur because the tsunami has brought a large amount of seawater, or our Climate Maintainer, into land. The sea maintain the climate, where when it is cold, it will absorb the cold temperature, and brought us some warmer temperature. Now that a large number of seawater is in the land soaking the devastated country, we are having less climate maintainer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is extremely cold for a day in Autumn, and that there are one more months towards winter. (note: I am living in southern Hemisphere) In fact, as I predict, the winter for 2006 will be freezing, where the temperature is the lowest you have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me. It will happen. But on the other hand, the good thing is that it might SNOW in Sydney. SNOW!!! wonder what will happen to the CBD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will see. I bet my theory is true.&lt;br /&gt;But it is not the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;it is not the end of the world........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-114834234166189273?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/114834234166189273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=114834234166189273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/114834234166189273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/114834234166189273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/05/frozen-by-ice.html' title='Frozen By Ice?'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-114645258041022838</id><published>2006-05-01T12:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:55.286+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Patch Adams</title><content type='html'>Recently, umm or yesterday, i have seen an amazing movie.&lt;br /&gt;I always thought of making the whole world better, by making people happy. The occupation i am suitable of is, well maybe a comedian. But, hey by being a doctor, i can also do that. Just that i need a better UAI and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this movie is called "Patch Adams", it is a movie based on true story, which is great, and it is about a guy who wants to make the world better. (even better) The movie started with a guy who is named Hunter Patch Adams submit himself to a mental hospital with suicidal mind. At that time, he has no goal, none, which makes him having a thought of suiciding. Through the period he is in the mental hospital, he learn a lot of stuff, like "...don't look at the problem, Look beyond the problem. This will give you a solution to the problem.", and that he found out one person can have 8 fingers, when they change the subject, by not concerntrating on the fingers. (WOW man 8 fingers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I don't think i am going to tell you the whole story, but this is a great film. It is a comedic and yet dramatic film, which will make your tears drop when you are watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the man, Hunter Patch Adams, is played by Robin Williams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 249px; height: 171px;" src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b134/dunno04/Scene_of_film_Patch_Adams.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the real life Hunter Patch Adams looks like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b134/dunno04/images.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you believe this!! They look totally Opposite, apart from the funky and funny look. lolz&lt;br /&gt;Believe it, he is the man who want to change the world. And he has changed the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Laughter is the best medicine." this is a thing everyone should learn, laugh a bit makes you happier and feeling better. And believe it, watching this film, you WILL laugh your asss off!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-114645258041022838?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/114645258041022838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=114645258041022838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/114645258041022838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/114645258041022838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/05/patch-adams.html' title='Patch Adams'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-114639003605497987</id><published>2006-04-30T19:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:55.193+11:00</updated><title type='text'>End of misery.</title><content type='html'>Well, for some people, the thing i am going to be talking about might be devastating to them. The school will start after two days, the thing i am going to say might be contradicting myself, but hey, Life is full of Paradoxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the school is starting, i think it is great because i can be with my sweetheart for almost everyday. (Well, except weekends lolz =D)&lt;br /&gt;But, school starts means that it is one day closer to the agonising HSC. Even though it sound easy, but it seem scary and the pressure  i am having, or maybe ALL OF US are having has increased, and it will be increasing day after day, until the end of the HSC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish HSC ends tomorrow. It is a wish. BUT it will come true someday in about six months. Maybe now is the time i will be learning more new things, and that living without learning is SHIT(excuse my language, BUT i can't help it hehe ). Now that i am having HSC, i HAVe a goal! IT is to Do the best i can, and Get the BEST UAI i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be ready everyone, the new Yihong is here!!&lt;br /&gt;He will be working in 110% everyday. *&lt;br /&gt;So here i come school!&lt;br /&gt;I WILL BE THE BEST!&lt;br /&gt;WE WILL BE THE BEST!!&lt;br /&gt;GAMBATEH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gambateh to my honey tooo!!&lt;br /&gt;and ME TOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*this do not occur in weekends =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-114639003605497987?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/114639003605497987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=114639003605497987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/114639003605497987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/114639003605497987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/04/end-of-misery.html' title='End of misery.'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-114575745506273407</id><published>2006-04-23T11:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:55.100+11:00</updated><title type='text'>HOliday? good? bad?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Holiday&lt;/st1:place&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Is this holiday a honeymoon holiday?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Is this holiday a Must-Do-Work holiday?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Answer—it is a rhetorical question. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t know.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;BUT, I have a goal.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="1"&gt; &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;To do      my best in the HSC&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;To      have a meaningful life. (What is a meaningful life? I don’t know.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;To      love my love more and more.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And more…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But now, my aim is these three.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s Autumn! And it is so cold.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What is this blog about?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have no idea. Maybe I am bored, maybe it is a ramification of reading the “In Between Series”, maybe I just want to use the computer.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But the fact that I can feel the cold makes me feel I am ALIVE.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Are you ALIVE? &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;*life is not easy, and I will do my best! GAMBATEH! &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;*GAMBATEH my babe toO!!! You can do it!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;WE CAN DO IT! &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I mean have a good HSC. Hehez =D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-114575745506273407?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/114575745506273407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=114575745506273407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/114575745506273407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/114575745506273407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/04/holiday-good-bad.html' title='HOliday? good? bad?'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-114499868893020232</id><published>2006-04-14T17:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:54.970+11:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday!</title><content type='html'>Holiday, holiday ...yay!!! yay!! yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;from today onwards, I am in holiday forever!! *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling really different than the few previous holiday,&lt;br /&gt;even though it is holiday, i.e. holiday and resting,&lt;br /&gt;but it is one day closer to HSC.&lt;br /&gt;This suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i reallise life really suck.&lt;br /&gt;....or mayb it always have been sucked....&lt;br /&gt;just that now it began to be sucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the SUCK list:&lt;br /&gt;1. Holiday....cannot see my wifey everyday.&lt;br /&gt;2. Holiday....money spending period--lolz&lt;br /&gt;3. Holiday....my god i will start doin some summary for HSC&lt;br /&gt;4. Holiday.....itz soooooooo boring&lt;br /&gt;5. ....&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo much more.&lt;br /&gt;but hey....&lt;br /&gt;an advice from the professor&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;#&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;BE POSITIVE AND OPTIMISTIC&lt;br /&gt;hehez&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holiday&lt;br /&gt;and Happy Easter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Terms and conditions apply:* The holiday only last for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      # The professor is me!!! lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-114499868893020232?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/114499868893020232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=114499868893020232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/114499868893020232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/114499868893020232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/04/holiday.html' title='holiday!'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-114387122978788827</id><published>2006-04-01T16:55:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:54.870+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the End? life?</title><content type='html'>the End...life.&lt;br /&gt;Are they related?&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life --social life-- has ended by three words. High School Certificate.&lt;br /&gt;For the next six MONTHS i will be mentioned by people about the three words, aka HSC.&lt;br /&gt;This HSC decide my future. My future to success. If for some reason i got this HSC with a bad result, i am gone.&lt;br /&gt;Now that the time is flying, literally flying i am now in a stage of emergency, where life rushes from morning to night. Stress, is the most word I will be saying for the next six months. All i am doing this for, is to get a flying results for this HSC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end. this HSC is the end for a lot of things, like the time we have when we are in year 10, the time we TRY to pick up chics when we are in year 11. NOW, we had our fun in year 10, and have our own wifey in year 11, the only year we have to go through is this year with this HSC, it is year 12.&lt;br /&gt;from everypeople who has done this HSC, they will be complaining or blowing their own trumpets. for those who are haughty about themselves, they will be blowing their own trumpets. Maybe someday i will be in that state of mind. But now, i am doing the best i have ever did in my whole entire life. Maybe i was being too easy when i was in year 10 and 11. I THOUGHT i used to be really hardworking, where life in Malaysia is not a bit easy. Life is getting harder and harder, all i wish is to have a Beautiful life. In fact, isn't that everyone wanted? A beautiful life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Life, is not the End.&lt;br /&gt;I will lead with a beautiful and sensational life.&lt;br /&gt;because it is MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*To all friends who are doing HSC, good luck for the next six Months. Good luck and Gambateh to me too! ^^ *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-114387122978788827?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/114387122978788827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=114387122978788827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/114387122978788827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/114387122978788827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/04/end-life.html' title='the End? life?'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-114007273992882354</id><published>2006-02-16T17:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:54.779+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My love!</title><content type='html'>well..due to some internal problems, i am unable to access a computer until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentines day.&lt;br /&gt;what i give and receive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love, she has receive an adorable panda--which in a way is me. when she went back to china, apparently her mom think my name "Yihong" is hard to remember, so....she call me "hong mao" which means panda...and hey i like it---hahah=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing she get from me is a heart-shaped box of chocolate from lindt.&lt;br /&gt;this chocolate is not a normal chocolate, it is fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;it is wrapped like a candy, but it is a roundshape chocalate.&lt;br /&gt;there are melted chocolate in side the chocolate, with a small layer of choc covering the melted choc....when u bite it....it drips down to your clothes (like mine)...but when u put it into your mouth, it melts constantly, like i melts her heart=D. i love it. and i love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since she bought me a polo shirt-- i bought her a same identical polo shirt-- we are a couple..&lt;br /&gt;and we sure do need to look like a couple.&lt;br /&gt;hehez  a pair of polo shirt for both of us...is a meaningful present from us.&lt;br /&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last thing she got, and it is the thing she will be having for the rest of her life.&lt;br /&gt;MY KISS!! and hugs,...and my LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;all the love to you FIona. ^^&lt;br /&gt;*muaksz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...well i can stop talkin about wat she get...&lt;br /&gt;what did i get?&lt;br /&gt;an identical panda, polo shirt, and love, and more love.&lt;br /&gt;and more kisses and hugs!!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am in heavan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES DAY Honey --Fiona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-114007273992882354?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/114007273992882354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=114007273992882354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/114007273992882354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/114007273992882354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-love.html' title='My love!'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-114007205885509407</id><published>2006-02-16T17:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:54.676+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b134/dunno04/6.jpg" border="1" height="200" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Love is in the air!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;_______________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roses are red, Violets are Blue?&lt;br /&gt;the day where most roses can be found is the day...D-DAy of love.&lt;br /&gt;Love is in the air. today is Valentines day. Roses can be found every single places, every streets, lanes, avenues, even school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rose--why rose? they say it means love because it looks passionate red, giving one rose to a person u like means a lot to her; giving 9 roses to the one you love is paradise to her --SHe is LOVED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate--WHo don't like chocolate? i do. i love chocolate. Eating a chocolate, it looks hard from outside, when it is in your mouth, it melts. The way it melts is lovely, at the same time, it melts the heart of a beautiful mature female's heart. Receiving chocolate from someone you like is completely heavan, she is in cloud nine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to present it to the one you love? --honestly, i don't really know. BUt look into her eyes, her beautiful eyes, and say "Happy Valentines" with full of sincerity and love. She adore the way you give her the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roses chocolate and candy. That is what Valentines meant to be! However, male will always receive something that they always wanted--the special kiss, the hugs, and mostly all the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St Valentines Day-- LOVe is in the Air!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-114007205885509407?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/114007205885509407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=114007205885509407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/114007205885509407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/114007205885509407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentines.html' title='Valentines.'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-113832662349395043</id><published>2006-01-27T12:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:54.547+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Pwenage!</title><content type='html'>well, i think this is worth to tell everyone.&lt;br /&gt;this is...i think the funniest thing i have ever seen..&lt;br /&gt;well not really..i think russell peters is much more funnier, but that is not the point.&lt;br /&gt;this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.purepwnage.com/"&gt; Pure Pwenage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is talking about some people who are so in love with computer games, that the game would get into their life. i don't think most of you will believe what i have said, but see for your self, and u will Laugh Your ass OFf!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No NOOB  AlloW!!" -- Carl (from Pure Pwenage)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-113832662349395043?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/113832662349395043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=113832662349395043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/113832662349395043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/113832662349395043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2006/01/pure-pwenage.html' title='Pure Pwenage!'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-113809987435726626</id><published>2006-01-24T21:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:54.468+11:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY</title><content type='html'>From New year to Chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;time just fly.&lt;br /&gt;and then after the Chinese new year, school is going to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently if i Take HSC last year, i would still be in holiday until the university started, provided that the i got into a university.&lt;br /&gt;since i am going to take HSC this year, i am currently carrying the burden my sister has been carrying for the past few years. I am scared? or i can say i am afraid of too much work. i think i am getting used to the Aussie way, they are not hardworking, they are smart, and innovative. well, the fact is, i am getting lazy. Even though i am smart and creative, (hehez Im blowin my own trumpet) but i am lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say being hardworking is the key to a good result, and me, i don't have the key to a good result. I think i should change, do u think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change...hey that is the area of study for the year eleven course. change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people should constantly change.&lt;br /&gt;are u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: i am not sure this is about CNY.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year to everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;and everyone owe me an angpow!!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-113809987435726626?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/113809987435726626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=113809987435726626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, I was working overnight on New Years Eve, and it is not fun at all ..&lt;br /&gt;it is so busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, a new year.&lt;br /&gt;a new goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goal this year:&lt;br /&gt;1. get the best result for HSC&lt;br /&gt;2. maintain my relationships&lt;br /&gt;3. have fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventhough it seems less,&lt;br /&gt;but it is still goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the main goal is Getting the best HSC i could.&lt;br /&gt;it is good to have a goal.&lt;br /&gt;and now that i have a goal, i will achieve it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-113611631516975337?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/113611631516975337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>~lonely!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Lonely christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;have you heard of that song call Lonely Christmas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;well, my situation now is something like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;i am having the christmas alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;my gf left me.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;for China hahah=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;i am lonely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;but thank god, i got friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;to those who didn't treat their friends right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;i feel pity for you guys,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;but friends is not all that can cure my loneliness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;there is someone special that i love is not with me now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;for the next month, i will try my best to cope with life without her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;and when she come back, i will cuddle her like i have never loved a girl so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;but now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;my life is only parteee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;and work, i find working is interesting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;and more of it, i get paid MORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;hahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;well, if i didn't post anything at the christmas or New year,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;HAPPY NewYear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;and a Merry Merry Christmas to everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ps. the song is fiction, and my life is real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i am lonely physically, but not mentally,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;and i think i am not FULLY lonely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;we still chat, and hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skype.com/"&gt;skype&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the best program in the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-113491179187786825?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/113491179187786825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=113491179187786825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/113491179187786825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/113491179187786825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2005/12/lonely.html' title='~lonely!~'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-113395451181012918</id><published>2005-12-07T22:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:54.195+11:00</updated><title type='text'>HOT!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOT as a fire place??!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u would never believe it today.&lt;br /&gt;i saw heat waves!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they said today is &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;43 degrees&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;you would never believe it, it is so very very hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i am sweating a river flow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i am gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;today is the hottest day in my whole entire life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;this is australia. i think i should cope with it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but gawd dammit!!! today is so hot,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and it will be hotter later in the summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i am going back to malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;i never understand the weather in Australia, it is freezing froze in winter,&lt;br /&gt;and it is hot hot hot in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how Australian cope with these type of heat waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;strip? O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheer.....&lt;br /&gt;just to say it is so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^"""&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-113395451181012918?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/113395451181012918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=113395451181012918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/113395451181012918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/113395451181012918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2005/12/hot.html' title='HOT!!'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-113356684486605027</id><published>2005-12-03T10:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:54.107+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I am THe B'DAY BOY!!</title><content type='html'>today, 1st DEcember 2005,&lt;br /&gt; i am officially 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; how does it feel?&lt;br /&gt; it feels GREAT..&lt;br /&gt; i have 2 b'day cakes....&lt;br /&gt; and i found one of my friend is gay...lolz....joking&lt;br /&gt; i found out one of my friend is having his birthday too&lt;br /&gt; and he was born at the same date!!!&lt;br /&gt; how kool is that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; it rarely happen, but it does,&lt;br /&gt; i finally find a person who has the same birth date as me..&lt;br /&gt; mayb there are some other millions of people ...is having b'day at this day,&lt;br /&gt; but hey,&lt;br /&gt; he is from my skool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; well b'day wish.&lt;br /&gt; ...1. secret&lt;br /&gt; ...2. Be Number 1 in everything.(i wish)&lt;br /&gt; ...3. FInd more people who have the same birth date as me.&lt;br /&gt; ...4. may god be with everyone, and may everyone be healthy and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; happiness...~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt; i am LOVED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ps. tiramisu..is fantabulous!!.&lt;br /&gt; but sick of it...(coz i hab eaten 2 tiramisus in one day)&lt;br /&gt; hehez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-113356684486605027?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/113356684486605027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=113356684486605027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/113356684486605027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/113356684486605027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-bday-boy.html' title='I am THe B&apos;DAY BOY!!'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-113116066314973928</id><published>2005-11-05T14:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:54.033+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the day after tomorrow</title><content type='html'>tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;it will be 101,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day after tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;it will be 102,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day,&lt;br /&gt;it will be 103,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so on and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you ever realise time flies?&lt;br /&gt;do i ever realise time flies?&lt;br /&gt;i don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first time i am with her,&lt;br /&gt;my love exist.&lt;br /&gt;the first day i am with her,&lt;br /&gt;my heart start beating.&lt;br /&gt;the first minutes i spend with her,&lt;br /&gt;my mind start recording.&lt;br /&gt;the first second i see her,&lt;br /&gt;my body start moving.&lt;br /&gt;the hour we spend together,&lt;br /&gt;my world, my world turn on to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hundredth day we are together,&lt;br /&gt;we know we love each other.&lt;br /&gt;the hundredth and one day,&lt;br /&gt;it is one more step we lay.&lt;br /&gt;everyday every hour every minute every second,&lt;br /&gt;i cherish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make my life colourful,&lt;br /&gt;You make my life wonderful,&lt;br /&gt;my life is fantabulous.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE you.fiona.&lt;br /&gt;till the day i die,&lt;br /&gt;i still love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ps. this might seems like a poem, but it is not a poem. it is my blog!! ITz My LiF3!!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----one step towards a wonderful loveing eternity life------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-113116066314973928?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/113116066314973928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=113116066314973928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/113116066314973928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/113116066314973928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2005/11/day-after-tomorrow.html' title='the day after tomorrow'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-113116023875274640</id><published>2005-11-05T14:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:53.932+11:00</updated><title type='text'>a century</title><content type='html'>Every century, we celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;100, means a lot.&lt;br /&gt;for results,&lt;br /&gt;100% is always what i wanted.&lt;br /&gt;for cricket,&lt;br /&gt;100 is a century, which is what i don't think i can do in a proper game&lt;br /&gt;unless....i am playing with my brother.&lt;br /&gt;for love,&lt;br /&gt;100 means a lot.&lt;br /&gt;for me.&lt;br /&gt;it means i love her 100%,&lt;br /&gt;i will love her for 100 years, or maybe more,&lt;br /&gt;100 days with her,&lt;br /&gt;her which is FIona,&lt;br /&gt;never know time flies like this,&lt;br /&gt;now we are officially a one hundred days couple.&lt;br /&gt;100 days of love and caring,&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how lucky am i.&lt;br /&gt;I AM A LUCKY MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-113116023875274640?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/113116023875274640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=113116023875274640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/113116023875274640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/113116023875274640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2005/11/century.html' title='a century'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-112799056021464266</id><published>2005-09-29T20:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:53.819+11:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months</title><content type='html'>two months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two is a gud number?&lt;br /&gt;they have twins and itz two babies.&lt;br /&gt;two different sex combine together into A couple.&lt;br /&gt;2 is always second to first.&lt;br /&gt;2 is always one before third.&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;2!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never know 2 months can past that fast.&lt;br /&gt;but now.....me and my loupo (fiona) is 2 months old as A couple.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to say.&lt;br /&gt;but YEA.....itz 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-112799056021464266?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/112799056021464266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=112799056021464266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/112799056021464266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/112799056021464266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2005/09/2-months.html' title='2 months'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-112799028860951450</id><published>2005-09-29T20:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:53.717+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Di3t!!!!</title><content type='html'>i am fat.&lt;br /&gt;i know i am fat.&lt;br /&gt;fat is wat i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;from now on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am goin on diet.&lt;br /&gt;i am so goin to go on a diet.&lt;br /&gt;mayb nex week, mayb nex decade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i am pretty sure i will go on a diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is having excessive weight good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;good that u feel much more stronger, and hell sure i am not refering to an OVERLOAD of excessive weight. but now that i have some excessive weight, god man i feel so fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teach me ways to be healthy, and reduce my weight.&lt;br /&gt;lolz&lt;br /&gt;thx people!!!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m3......*eager to reduce wieght*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. sorri that i eat too much Mc Donalds....i can't help it!!!....i WORK there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-112799028860951450?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/112799028860951450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>formal...semi</title><content type='html'>The semi formal.&lt;br /&gt;The eighth week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was our eighth week.&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;br /&gt;8 is the gud number for most of chinese.&lt;br /&gt;and in the 8th weeks,&lt;br /&gt;things have been fantastic for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday is also our year 11 semi-formal.&lt;br /&gt;never thought semi-formal would be that good.&lt;br /&gt;but, yesterday was GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;it is a cruise. and we got disco, and DJ.&lt;br /&gt;and i have a tremendous friday night with my girl-friend.&lt;br /&gt;AND i can dance.&lt;br /&gt;yes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEEL THE BEAT!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 432px; height: 598px;" src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b134/dunno04/fionayh.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-112757005056165087?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/112757005056165087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=112757005056165087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/112757005056165087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/112757005056165087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2005/09/formalsemi_24.html' title='formal...semi'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-112686834323333364</id><published>2005-09-16T20:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:53.419+11:00</updated><title type='text'>--FiNiSh--</title><content type='html'>finally,&lt;br /&gt;the year 11 yearlies has finished.&lt;br /&gt;well....sort of to me...&lt;br /&gt;i don't count chinese as a subject that i have to study til late night&lt;br /&gt;so ... i am sort of finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;test.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i don't get why we are doing tests?&lt;br /&gt;but now i know.&lt;br /&gt;it is training.&lt;br /&gt;practice to get the best out of yr 11,&lt;br /&gt;and let myself to know about what i have learn throughout these 3 terms&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;i know what i have learnt&lt;br /&gt;dam gay education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well tests is over.&lt;br /&gt;next term i will be year 12!&lt;br /&gt;and i am so stressed about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizzz...&lt;br /&gt;life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;(haven't been using this phrase)&lt;br /&gt;and itz my phrase hehez ..&lt;br /&gt;^_P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-112686834323333364?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/112686834323333364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=112686834323333364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/112686834323333364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/112686834323333364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2005/09/finish.html' title='--FiNiSh--'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-112625791485466045</id><published>2005-09-09T19:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:53.306+11:00</updated><title type='text'>test~--</title><content type='html'>i know i shouldn't be blogging.&lt;br /&gt;i think i should not.&lt;br /&gt;going online and not studying.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think it is what i SHOULD be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the test has started.&lt;br /&gt;i just did the english.&lt;br /&gt;but all i want to say in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;is that WE have been together for 6 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;6 unforgetful week.&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks that i didn't realised.&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope WE will be together forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gud luck in exams people.&lt;br /&gt;and gambateh to me!!!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-112625791485466045?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/112625791485466045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=112625791485466045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/112625791485466045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/112625791485466045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2005/09/test.html' title='test~--'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-112323255329524825</id><published>2005-08-05T18:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:53.218+11:00</updated><title type='text'>^^ Fiona ^^</title><content type='html'>Fiona, of all person it is you&lt;br /&gt;You came into my life, and changes everything&lt;br /&gt;Including Something inside my body,&lt;br /&gt;Something that no one can possessed of&lt;br /&gt;You have taken my heart away!~&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU, 老婆!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that one week we have together,&lt;br /&gt;all i know is that i am loved,&lt;br /&gt;and i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Fiona,&lt;br /&gt;Today is one week of our relationship =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-112323255329524825?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/112323255329524825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=112323255329524825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/112323255329524825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/112323255329524825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2005/08/fiona.html' title='^^ Fiona ^^'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-112262370008501967</id><published>2005-07-29T17:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:53.125+11:00</updated><title type='text'>~aSiGnmenT~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PHYSICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics,&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i spend 5 days to do this assignment!!~~&lt;br /&gt;i've been sleeping at midnight everyday,&lt;br /&gt;Becoz of this assignment..&lt;br /&gt;physics....GOD =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well now...&lt;br /&gt;going to sleep &lt;br /&gt;been tired everyday =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ows.net/personal/images/hang-man.gif" width="100" length="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-112262370008501967?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/112262370008501967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=112262370008501967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/112262370008501967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/112262370008501967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2005/07/asignment.html' title='~aSiGnmenT~'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-112148248972019293</id><published>2005-07-16T12:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:53.008+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress~.~</title><content type='html'>Recently, i have been rebellious&lt;br /&gt;i never want to do the homework&lt;br /&gt;i don't even want to touch the assignment&lt;br /&gt;i am depressed&lt;br /&gt;i am stress&lt;br /&gt;i am doom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason&lt;br /&gt;i just want to die&lt;br /&gt;i just want to leave this world&lt;br /&gt;i just don't want to face the problem &lt;br /&gt;i am running away from the problems i am facing&lt;br /&gt;i want to die, but still conscious about the present&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to live with all the pressure i am facing&lt;br /&gt;i might seems happy, but i am not, i am very stres, very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am running away from the problem&lt;br /&gt;god&lt;br /&gt;save me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I UNDERSTAND I CAN'T RUN AWAY FROM IT&lt;br /&gt;I STILL WANT TO RUN AWAY FROM IT&lt;br /&gt;DUNNO Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz...ohh wellz&lt;br /&gt;life&lt;br /&gt;still need to go on with life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TO LIVE&lt;br /&gt;LIVE WITH PRIDE&lt;br /&gt;BE ALIVE FOREVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPEFULLY....&lt;br /&gt;life is dull, complicated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mate...i am facing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*go back to hw and assignment*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-112148248972019293?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/112148248972019293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=112148248972019293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/112148248972019293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/112148248972019293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2005/07/stress.html' title='Stress~.~'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-112091790590284299</id><published>2005-07-10T00:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:52.935+11:00</updated><title type='text'>~SaD~</title><content type='html'>sad&lt;br /&gt;i am sad.&lt;br /&gt;itz not about the london bombing&lt;br /&gt;itz not about africa&lt;br /&gt;itz about someone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She Hates me.&lt;br /&gt;being hated----unwanted&lt;br /&gt;feeling of being hated----never comfortable&lt;br /&gt;the care u gave to her----only in your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is so wierd&lt;br /&gt;and today&lt;br /&gt;i am sad..   =(&lt;br /&gt;becoz i got a msg from fwen&lt;br /&gt;sayin that SHE HATES ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-112091790590284299?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/112091790590284299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=112091790590284299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/112091790590284299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/112091790590284299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2005/07/sad.html' title='~SaD~'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-112080833059505527</id><published>2005-07-08T17:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:52.854+11:00</updated><title type='text'>LONDON</title><content type='html'>LONDON 2012&lt;br /&gt;that's the place i will visit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now&lt;br /&gt;i will pray for the rest in London&lt;br /&gt;God bless you guys&lt;br /&gt;and may GOd be with you Londoners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we must also pray for them&lt;br /&gt;Pray for peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not born to kill&lt;br /&gt;We are born to Live happily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to G8...help those people in Africa&lt;br /&gt;They suffer enough---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx LIVE8&lt;br /&gt;it is the best!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-112080833059505527?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/112080833059505527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=112080833059505527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/112080833059505527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/112080833059505527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2005/07/london.html' title='LONDON'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-112080818588327936</id><published>2005-07-08T17:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:52.759+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear British~</title><content type='html'>A few moment after the Olympic decision,&lt;br /&gt;London voted for Olympic 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://212.158.113.14/data/CMSImages/News/LONDON%202012%20OLYMPIC%20BID%5CLondon2012smaller.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London has been blasted by Bombs&lt;br /&gt;Bombs that not suppose to kill human&lt;br /&gt;Human that is innocent&lt;br /&gt;Human that is going to work &lt;br /&gt;Human that is nice and bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fact is&lt;br /&gt;London is not a warzone&lt;br /&gt;No place is one&lt;br /&gt;Bombs are not suppose to be invented&lt;br /&gt;it just bring violence and suffer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Blasts.&lt;br /&gt;Not one....BUT 5&lt;br /&gt;this is inhumane&lt;br /&gt;this is NOT RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.arabnews.com/2005/07/kc8_.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bombing is just an coward action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are not that simple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bombing will never solve a problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will ONly bring ChA0s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will Remind people the CRUEl thing YOU have done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so STOP IT~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-112080818588327936?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/112080818588327936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=112080818588327936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/112080818588327936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/112080818588327936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2005/07/dear-british.html' title='Dear British~'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-112021553283819219</id><published>2005-07-01T20:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:52.664+11:00</updated><title type='text'>中文篇!!</title><content type='html'>中文..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this word for some reason i have neglected it for a long time..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i even didn't recognise it&lt;br /&gt;but i still remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems that everytime u got to a school, and u learn with a same language,&lt;br /&gt;some of are forgotten by you, some you still barely remember.&lt;br /&gt;me  for some reason i didn't speak much 中文 but just for some occasion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW...i still gonna remind people..&lt;br /&gt;having to know a lot of language is good..&lt;br /&gt;and PRACtice it..&lt;br /&gt;so that u won't forget..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER..&lt;br /&gt;TREASURE ThE thing you own and have now..&lt;br /&gt;some day....things happen...and memory is the only thing that keeps US alive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-112021553283819219?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/112021553283819219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=112021553283819219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/112021553283819219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/112021553283819219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post.html' title='中文篇!!'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-111805212738841731</id><published>2005-06-06T19:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:52.586+11:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holidayz??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;am I in holiday??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;NO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;but people in malaysia are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;they are and i am not....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;what is this????this is BS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;lolx ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i hab been wishing to have a holiday since the day i finish my final assignment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;final?? I won't assure that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;coz i am just in term 2...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;but however.....i still can handle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;hav u ever feel FREE....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;like not being troubled by things???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;HAVE U???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i do....it was 2 weeks ago....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;but the fact that we need to go on....and keep on learnin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;this makes me think...this is just a BREAK..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;a very short BREAK...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;coz afta this...i'm headin to catch up with my study..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;my AIM......get the best in HSC!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;cyaz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;DODO:"Gurls DUN LIKE sTuPiD GUY"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;thx dodo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;it helps....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-111805212738841731?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/111805212738841731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=111805212738841731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/111805212738841731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/111805212738841731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2005/06/holiday.html' title='holiday??'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-111710029100464844</id><published>2005-05-26T19:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:52.486+11:00</updated><title type='text'>recently...</title><content type='html'>Recently something happen,&lt;br /&gt;afta a LONG period of time...&lt;br /&gt;those who ignore me ...talk to me..&lt;br /&gt;those who talk to me....STill talk to me..lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently...i am having my half yearly...&lt;br /&gt;and i am still having it  tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;or mayb next week, but it is not like Malaysia, where...&lt;br /&gt;tests and exams are continuously on ...&lt;br /&gt;here....&lt;br /&gt;it is separately occur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;time to go back to work...(study)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cyz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be BACK..&lt;br /&gt;SOME DAY..&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-111710029100464844?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/111710029100464844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=111710029100464844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/111710029100464844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/111710029100464844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2005/05/recently.html' title='recently...'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-111710009548537833</id><published>2005-05-26T19:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:52.391+11:00</updated><title type='text'>~FinallY~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WELCOME BACK.....ME3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am terriblly sorry to my ....supporter if i have one...lolx&lt;br /&gt;that i havn't went online and send post in my blogz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am VERY VERY SORRY&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-111710009548537833?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-111348304660418343</id><published>2005-04-14T22:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:52.320+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hOl!z!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>finally,&lt;br /&gt;holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after ten weeks of absurd hell&lt;br /&gt;it seems like every holiz,&lt;br /&gt;i am getting slacker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well human get slack often,&lt;br /&gt;but do we ever consider to be hardworking?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;but the fact that we change,&lt;br /&gt;and we EVOLVE...&lt;br /&gt;*dam, i am relating it to english again*..&lt;br /&gt;=.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway,&lt;br /&gt;itz Holiday now (for 2 weeks) lolz..&lt;br /&gt;have fun...&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-111198867113731254</id><published>2005-03-28T15:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:52.232+11:00</updated><title type='text'>nono!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;for some reason,&lt;br /&gt;the previous post is so long,&lt;br /&gt;i have completely no idea.....&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPI EaSTER.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hahah=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-111198867113731254?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/111198867113731254/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>-~-nUMb-~-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stress,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;what the hell is stress?? it is define in dictionary as A mentally or emotionally disruptive or upsetting condition occurring in response to adverse external influences and capable of affecting physical health, usually characterized by increased heart rate, a rise in blood pressure, muscular tension, irritability, and depression.&lt;br /&gt;so what is stress, those dam word will never explain it.&lt;br /&gt;i might meet it before, in my dreams; i might even seen it before, eventho it is an abstract force.&lt;br /&gt;the thing is, i am in stress......but i have no idea what is stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life suck, these 2 words is always accepted by me. coz my life suc, all those feelings, numb, stress, etc, etc. well apart that i dun know what is stress.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, i know what is numb. it can be say a song....by LINKIN PARK and Jayz...NUMB/ ENCORE, but it is not what i mean right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i feel the pressure from my family.&lt;br /&gt;have u ever heard of the "stupid" second?? well it is made up by me.&lt;br /&gt;all i know is that being the second coming out of my mom womb is a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;coz, it's all the second's fault. why don't i be the first?? or mayb the last?? WHY???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the most important thing is.....i have to live with it....&lt;br /&gt;so from now on, start living with it...&lt;br /&gt;living like hell, or heavan.........i dun care...&lt;br /&gt;as long i am gud....then gud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Numb,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;what is numb??&lt;br /&gt;those kind of feelin when u feel like something, and u still dun want that thing...&lt;br /&gt;isn't that wierd. u wan something badly, but when u have it, u feel like loosing it.&lt;br /&gt;mayb this feeling is encounter by everyone, even U, but the fact that it is a nature feeling,&lt;br /&gt;so we still live with it. it can also say to be confuse,.....well sort of........but yea...&lt;br /&gt;numb is a preferable word for me to describe my feelin now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i still get over it...i hope.....&lt;br /&gt;coz life goes on, and i can't be trouble by these doubt and feelings,&lt;br /&gt;coz i need to go on with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON the other hand....&lt;br /&gt;i will stil try my best to forget being ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;be my self.....&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-111198862540769467?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/111198862540769467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=111198862540769467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/111198862540769467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/111198862540769467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;I AM BEING HAUNTED.&lt;br /&gt;being haunted by the memories.&lt;br /&gt;memories in my memory.&lt;br /&gt;memories i fond and loathe.&lt;br /&gt;memories either good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM BEING HAUNTED.&lt;br /&gt;being haunted and yet hunting for it.&lt;br /&gt;findin the foremost memories.&lt;br /&gt;apathy the abominate memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am searchin the old memories,&lt;br /&gt;those gud are to be remembered;&lt;br /&gt;bad are to be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I AM BEING HAUNTED,&lt;br /&gt;by memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-111137710189619251?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/111137710189619251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=111137710189619251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/111137710189619251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/111137710189619251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2005/03/being-haunted.html' title='Being Haunted'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-111001717640254663</id><published>2005-03-05T21:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:51.811+11:00</updated><title type='text'>~Got NUTS????~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Hab u heard of "Got Milk?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;if u don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;it is an advertisement...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;anyway....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;it is not what i am trying to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;mah point is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;=.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;i hab no idea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;but yea...it is a funny advertisement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;ask ur fwen "GOT NUTS??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;wait til u listen to their answer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;it will be funny.....(for guys)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Boredom KillZzZ.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-111001717640254663?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/111001717640254663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=111001717640254663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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utterly show that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I AM A LINKIN PARK FANS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who ever likes Linkin park out there...&lt;br /&gt;sure hell will love this....hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;LINKIN PARK &amp;amp; JAY-Z THE COLLISION COURSE...&lt;br /&gt;is FULLY SICK (recent quoted by thropeeee)&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO LINKIN PARK....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROCK ON~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-110948652692302154?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/110948652692302154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=110948652692302154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/110948652692302154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/110948652692302154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-skin.html' title='..My sKiN..'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-110886437078592423</id><published>2005-02-20T12:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:51.557+11:00</updated><title type='text'>~v3lAnTeNi~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~v3lAnt!n3~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;valentines 14th Feb, annually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;every year, couples need to buy things for their partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is this really compulsory??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hell it is needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;valentines is a day where LOVE is everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;even though we don't know each other,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;we still do....greet each other a happy VALENTINES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;so howz ur VALENTINES??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hope it is tremendous, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;as u know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;sure u spend it with someone u like or even LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;but yea....should be wif someone u LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;anyway, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;eventho it is a lil bit late,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;still best wishes to everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY Valentines!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-110886437078592423?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/110886437078592423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=110886437078592423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/110886437078592423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/110886437078592423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2005/02/v3lanteni.html' title='~v3lAnTeNi~'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-110820483044727692</id><published>2005-02-12T21:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:50.980+11:00</updated><title type='text'>p!cn!c</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~PICNIC~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;what can u know from picnic this word??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;picnic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it is describe as a meal which is havin outdoor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but in here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;picnic day....means a day out with students peeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and with teacher and have fun....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;not just fun...it is a lot a lot a lot a lot(infinite) of FUN..!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;well as i know, picnic day happen every beginnin of summer, and end of summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;that's what i KNOW...hehe...=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;well anywayz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;this time, we have our picnic in CLOVELLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;clovelly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it is somewhere near Bondi or BRonte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;umm..either one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but yea it is near there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;well....that day i went swimming..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;SWIMMING!!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;in SEA WATER..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and i hate saltwater..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;coz....it suc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;we play beach volleyball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and it is FUN..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i like to dive down...and save the ball..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;coz...it is so fun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and it didn't hurt at all...!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;my point is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it is FUN..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and there is onli FUN that can describe it..=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-110820483044727692?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/110820483044727692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=110820483044727692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/110820483044727692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/110820483044727692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2005/02/pcnc.html' title='p!cn!c'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-110758964542466438</id><published>2005-02-05T18:41:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:50.862+11:00</updated><title type='text'>~The Week~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~tHE FiRst We3K~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;the first week of what??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;sure it is the first week of the skool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;what about it??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it is damn busy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;the first week ....onli the first week i hav heaps of homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;THE FIRST WEEK!!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it is the first week ...not the second or the third...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;the 1ST!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;howz ur first week??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;well normally the first week is means the refreashment week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;the second apparently....is harder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and it is goin to be busier...further..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;so...goin back to hell..*aka hw*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but then...hope fully this year will be a successful year for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and for u toooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-110758964542466438?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/110758964542466438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=110758964542466438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/110758964542466438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/110758964542466438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2005/02/week.html' title='~The Week~'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-110707692736595172</id><published>2005-01-30T20:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:50.750+11:00</updated><title type='text'>crazee dazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;~Alter Eg0~??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;school is going to start tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i am going to skool tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and i am going to busy. i hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;a new year, a new lesson to be learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;a new year, new persons to be meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;new year everything will be new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i am going to change to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;*dunno y i write it*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;well...just to say....school is going to start tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-110707692736595172?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/110707692736595172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=110707692736595172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/110707692736595172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/110707692736595172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2005/01/crazee-dazy.html' title='crazee dazy'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-110644715366747765</id><published>2005-01-23T13:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:50.663+11:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Vac</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~!!!EnD 0f vAcAt!oN!!!~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;finally the holiday almost end..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;it ain't gud for me, coz i enjoy holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;i think everyone enjoy holiday, but we just have to go on with our normal life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;which is.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;teacher on duty on weekdays,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;students goin to skool,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;everyone goin to work(except pensioners, and the unemployed),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;the others, they are goin with their normal busy life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;me....i am starting a new year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;ready to study, and startd to be busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;well...mayb not everyone will be busy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;but i am in a crucial year, where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;i am taking the HSC next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;i've seen wat my sister did, and i don't think i will be the same like her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;but i will always try my best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;coz, next year, there will be heaps of assignmentssss, homeworkssss, testssss, etcccc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;well eventhough i am working part-time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;i think i can catch up with it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;but not as good like my sister....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;i might think of quiting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;but, wait till the time when i am goin to be really busy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;then i will quit.....or u can say rest...=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;so...all the pressure is up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;and ready for a brand new year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;New things always happen to our life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;this year and next year..will be a new thing for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;for me to be hardworking...and get a very gud result in HSC..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;GAMBATEH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;and gud luck to my fellow fwens...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;who are taking SPM this year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;GUD LUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/7616790-110644715366747765?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-110448262829005269</id><published>2004-12-31T19:38:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:50.572+11:00</updated><title type='text'>guD bye 2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;~GudBy3 2004~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;a year ends and the other begins&lt;br /&gt;life goes on coz times flies by&lt;br /&gt;last year was 2003...this year is 2004&lt;br /&gt;and tomolo will be 2005&lt;br /&gt;2004 will be the past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like that ...a year has gone..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno y....i feel that it is not enuf..&lt;br /&gt;but ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the truth is..&lt;br /&gt;TIME FLIES very FAST&lt;br /&gt;so precious every minutes, every second&lt;br /&gt;wif ur love ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz...time will go very fast...&lt;br /&gt;and i am one year older!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pity we can't celebrate in m'sia..&lt;br /&gt;coz...of the tsunami .....which affectd us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buh..&lt;br /&gt;wish ya all&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-110448262829005269?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/110448262829005269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=110448262829005269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/110448262829005269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/110448262829005269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2004/12/gud-bye-2004.html' title='guD bye 2004'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-110448217693403784</id><published>2004-12-31T19:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:50.463+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Tsunami</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;~^^#~TsUnAm!~#^^~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;if u know wat tsunami means...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;u will know wat happen to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i was in Penang...when the tsunami hit mah place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;well...it is almost mah place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;buh....the strike is...crucial..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;the death toll is now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;125 thousand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;thousand!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;imagine the whole banda Aceh is .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;destroyd....by the tsunami..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;people are washd away....and some are killd....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;even more are missing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;the whole west coast of sumatera is destroyd...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and some even worse..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;there might be an extinction of a tribe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;A TRIBE...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;means e.g. chinese is a tribe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;well...i am almost there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but thank god..i am save...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;coz...i didn't go to the beach..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i am fond of beaches....coz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;in sydney they hav heaps....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;BUT the tsunami is deadly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;hope that people will be save...and the missing will be found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and god bless them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;cheerZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-110448217693403784?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/110448217693403784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=110448217693403784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/110448217693403784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/110448217693403784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2004/12/tsunami.html' title='Tsunami'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;well...mah flight to m'sia..is fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;now i know that singapore airport has provided internet access...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;to those who is waiting for the next flight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and i am one of it..=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hope everyone hab a gud holiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;where ever u be....even in korea...or melbrourne...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;or even just stayin in sydney..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;GOD bLESS YA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and take care...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;fwens..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616790-110448161321069496?l=lyh04.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/feeds/110448161321069496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7616790&amp;postID=110448161321069496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/110448161321069496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616790/posts/default/110448161321069496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyh04.blogspot.com/2004/12/mah-holiz.html' title='Mah HoliZ'/><author><name>LYH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03519846185706336675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/289/1301/640/Bart2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616790.post-110448123272686892</id><published>2004-12-31T19:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:28:50.265+11:00</updated><title type='text'>~the Delayd~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;THE apologize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;recently i havn't been using internet quite much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;even if i hav use computer.....i am still playin games...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;now is almost one month after my recent post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and i sincerely apologize...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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