<?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-1279946903592369639</id><updated>2012-01-28T11:22:47.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Thoughts Of Mine.....</title><subtitle type='html'>#past, present, future or never#</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>HoNg hOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05455261862184542436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279946903592369639.post-913848662275718731</id><published>2010-05-23T23:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T14:38:34.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Home</title><content type='html'>Everyone has their dream home, so do I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream home is a condominium (preferably penthouse) at high floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/S_lEOyEWsvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/TCavMS1nyOg/s1600/14022el1-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474481842794443506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/S_lEOyEWsvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/TCavMS1nyOg/s400/14022el1-large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;East Lake Residence is an example of my sweet dream home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I drive along the Besraya highway, I wouldn't fail myself to have a glance at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/S_lEPN8v6MI/AAAAAAAAAHU/XlYFcF56oFI/s1600/120803-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474481850278734018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/S_lEPN8v6MI/AAAAAAAAAHU/XlYFcF56oFI/s400/120803-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Though being tiny, this is the place where the family and friends gather and have a knee chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how cruel the sun or how wild the rainstorm is, it has no effect on us who're staying in this cozy home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474481855471980002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/S_lEPhS6jeI/AAAAAAAAAHk/n7OcbffPsTE/s400/120803-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It would be very rejuvenating looking at the nice lake view after a day of hectic work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sitting by the side of the window, enjoying the view with a glass of favourite flower tea in the hand could provide us a sense of calmness in this busy city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Imagine that,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Under the candle light,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 plates of lovely chicken chop,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 glasses of red wine on the dining table,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The awesome nightview,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft and romantic music,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A set of comfortable velvety sofa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place that belongs to no other,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You and I,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drowning into the sea of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279946903592369639-913848662275718731?l=cch1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/feeds/913848662275718731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279946903592369639&amp;postID=913848662275718731&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/913848662275718731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/913848662275718731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/2010/05/dream-home.html' title='Dream Home'/><author><name>HoNg hOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05455261862184542436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/S_lEOyEWsvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/TCavMS1nyOg/s72-c/14022el1-large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279946903592369639.post-8251618735788206830</id><published>2010-03-06T15:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T18:19:44.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-exam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think I would only visit this blog in holidays. During the busy school days, I thirst for holidays and now, during the holidays, I wish to have some things to do. That's human nature right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After the semester examination, I have taken plenty of good food which makes my tummy rounder and rounder. The first meal I had was at Ding Tai Fung, the Gardens. I was informed by friends that this is a award winning restaurant with restaurant chains in several countries and was ranked top 10 restaurant in the world in 1993 by &lt;em&gt;The New York Times&lt;/em&gt;. Surprisingly, the price of the food is reasonable while the food is in good taste as well. I tried the original Xiao Long Bao, Xiao Long Bao with crabs poweder (not much different from the original except the price), Drunken Chicken (served cold with nice smell of alcohol, great!), Tauhu with osyter source (the source was scrumptious), Handmade Ramen with pork chop and a glass of soya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/S5IZSSDf8FI/AAAAAAAAAG0/AwnR8SH5280/s1600-h/800px-Dtfxlb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445442701319204946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/S5IZSSDf8FI/AAAAAAAAAG0/AwnR8SH5280/s400/800px-Dtfxlb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Xiao Long Bao (picture from wikipedia)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I paid my second visit with my sister here 2 days later. This time was worthier as I ordered the setlunch comprises 3 pieces of Xiao Long Bao and Fish Dumplings respectively, Fried Rice with eggs and prawns (the prawns were really big and fresh) and a cup of chinese tea which only costs Rm19.90 per person. I ordered a set for my sister, Da Bao with pork and a glass of soya. We were so full and satisfied with the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was another good place to dine in at Wangsa Maju (though it took me 1 and 1/2 hour from Bukit Bintang due to the massive traffic jam). The 4 Seasons Restaurant is a well furnished restaurant consists of four compartments with different themes which are spring, summer, autumn and winter. After several days of being in sauna (the weather), we decided to have our meals and also Sui Teng's birthday celebration in the winter compartent. Initially, it was fun with cold environment but as the time passed, being in only a thin T-shirt, I began to have generalised tremor. The more challenging part was i had ordered a glass of icy cool drink and trying to finished it with my shivering lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445442102470729634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/S5IYvbK5X6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/lZz7nJRNyVI/s400/DSC00960.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;There are 4 built-in airconds (1 is out of the picture).&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/S5Ifz51NSII/AAAAAAAAAG8/Yxuadtf-92k/s1600-h/DSC00959.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445449876002130050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/S5Ifz51NSII/AAAAAAAAAG8/Yxuadtf-92k/s400/DSC00959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dining under the blue light setting is cozy and comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The food price is reasonable which only cost me RM 18 for a Japanese Prawn Udon Mee and a green ice blended drink with many jellys in which I forgot its name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did I mention Bukit Bintang just now? Yes, I did. On the same day, I did something that I have never done before. There is a big burning hole at my wallet. Finally, I bought the whole set of Basic Three from Clinique. It remains the best recommended brand after a survey of facial products from my friends. In fact, I only planned to buy the traveller's pack recommended by Su Teng. However, there was no such packing in KL and thus, I had to pay more to buy the larger pack. Guess what? I remember I used to criticise the service of the Clinique counter in Isetan, Lot 10 in a post a year ago. Ironically, I ended up buying the set from the same counter this time. Of course, the beautician (promoter suits them more) this time was not the stupid, arrogant Jenny. This time, there was a friendly and approachable promoter, namely Nancy, gave the detail explaination. Yup, I remember she was the one who gave me some samples when I went for second consultation last year (No more the bitch Jenny). Together with the purchase, she gave me 15ml of face scrub and 7ml of turnaround concentrtae (this is expensive). When I asked for more, she was generous enough to take some displayed sample of pore minimising serum and mask into the containers. Unfortunately, the eye gel of the displayed sample had reached its bottom but she asked me back after 2 weeks for skin evaluation and mini facial. She said that she doesn't think that I am going to buy these stuffs but it is nothing wrong give some for me to try. Yeah, that's the way. I like her service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/S5IkW-kKQaI/AAAAAAAAAHE/g8ULBSiVrfU/s1600-h/DSC00070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445454876614738338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/S5IkW-kKQaI/AAAAAAAAAHE/g8ULBSiVrfU/s400/DSC00070.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Basic Three-cleanser, toner and mosturiser.&lt;br /&gt;free gifts- skin scrubs, turnaround concentrates, pore minimising serum and mask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279946903592369639-8251618735788206830?l=cch1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/feeds/8251618735788206830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279946903592369639&amp;postID=8251618735788206830&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/8251618735788206830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/8251618735788206830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-exam.html' title='Post-exam'/><author><name>HoNg hOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05455261862184542436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/S5IZSSDf8FI/AAAAAAAAAG0/AwnR8SH5280/s72-c/800px-Dtfxlb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279946903592369639.post-5324609910465135758</id><published>2009-08-29T09:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T10:43:36.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>Today is saturday. A lovely and relaxing day. However, my school works always spoil my mood on saturday. 2 cases write ups are waiting for me to complete and books for me to study. My case write up is not progressive at all. I brought my mama's laptop to hostel hoping that i could finish them soon. In the end, very disappointingly, I wasted my time on playing msn and facebook most of the time. Perhaps, the lecturers in this surgery posting are not pushing us harsh as in the OnG posting. I remember when I was in OnG, I already finished the case write ups by this time, the fifth week. Sigh. I must be more determined to finish them up fast so that I can give my full focus on study as my final is just in 4 weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-gambateh-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279946903592369639-5324609910465135758?l=cch1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/feeds/5324609910465135758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279946903592369639&amp;postID=5324609910465135758&amp;isPopup=true' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/5324609910465135758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/5324609910465135758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/2009/08/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>HoNg hOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05455261862184542436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279946903592369639.post-806997035231542164</id><published>2009-05-24T16:09:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:53:06.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PPD camp</title><content type='html'>I remember I did tell myself that I am not going to terengganu anymore after the Lang Tengah trip that I went with my form 6 classmates. However, after 2 years, I stepped into this state again which is only well-known for keropok and batik. This time was even worse as I was not going for vacation but a camp for the Personal and Professional Development (PPD) module in which the UKM lecturers are very proud of. As expected, we departed from UKMMC at 8 am and arrived at the BTN camp in Kuala Besut at 7 pm on Monday and thus, we got a chance witnessed the sunrise and also the sunset in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 3 PPD camps for us to attend when we are in the first year, 3rd year and lastly 5th year. This time, I was fortunate enough to get a good fascilitator in my group who was Mr. Lee Boon Cheok, a urosurgeon. Unlike fascilitator of my first PPD camp, Mr. Lee was able to make the small group discussion session very much interesting by sharing his wonderful experience and thoughtful stories. I was impressed by his knowledge and his thought. To me, he was like kind of philosopher but he could convey his message clearly, in a very interesting and encouraging way. That's the reason I could keep listening to him attentatively despite the tiredness and lacking of sleep throughout the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, we were having a SGD on "self-care".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Do you know there is a place in Philipines called smoky mountain? I used to be there for a trip organised by the La Salle Brothers when I was form 6. (we shrugged out shoulder and we thought it is a volcano since it is smoky) It is a very famous place as it is the largest dumping ground in Asia. The whole area is full of garbage and the hills are made of garbage. When you are on the top of hill, all you can see is just rubbish and garbage. Heavy haze as the result of methane produced by the dumps gives its name "smoky mountain". And yet, interestingly, there are people who built their houses on the dumping ground and they work on finding valuable items in the dumping ground.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I saw the children playing around the dumping site joyfully despite their smelly and untidy shirts, dirty faces and ulcers on the skin. Are they happy living in such a bad and disgusting environment? What is the their source of happiness? Thus, you can see happiness is something that comes from deep inside your heart and not from others. If you want to be happy, you will be happy at everywhere and anything you have. On the other hand, even though you got the best of everything, you still will not be satisfied and happy if you don't feel like being happy."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is very true. In this world, some rich families are happy but some they aren't; some poor families are unhappy but again, some they aren't. Thus, material and environment are definitely not the parameters of the happiness. Nothing can determine or influence your level of happiness except your own will to decide whether to have a better feeling in our lives or the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much photos taken in this camp.. Never mind&lt;em&gt;-la&lt;/em&gt; I show as many as I can to feed the thirst of my fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SiIaR_kkWeI/AAAAAAAAAGE/4SmiDaaH8bQ/s1600-h/n1345209966_30501136_9843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341861004439738850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SiIaR_kkWeI/AAAAAAAAAGE/4SmiDaaH8bQ/s400/n1345209966_30501136_9843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Say no to euthanasia", sketch presentation, only&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;second to "Reporting child abuse" starred by Datin Kiambang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SiIaRbHvAUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dGRzbE4tqD8/s1600-h/DSC00530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341860994655125826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SiIaRbHvAUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dGRzbE4tqD8/s400/DSC00530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crystal clear sea water at Kuala Besut&lt;br /&gt;(much better than longkang water at Langkawi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SiIaRl9XF7I/AAAAAAAAAF8/THscR94UThA/s1600-h/DSC00540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341860997564405682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SiIaRl9XF7I/AAAAAAAAAF8/THscR94UThA/s400/DSC00540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the hill where we had our KEMBARA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SiIXQImzksI/AAAAAAAAAFU/w7SCgTAFbyc/s1600-h/DSC00523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341857673970422466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SiIXQImzksI/AAAAAAAAAFU/w7SCgTAFbyc/s400/DSC00523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unfortunately, it rained and KEMBARA was halted, losing a chance to have a look at the seaview on top of the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SiIXQZKeI2I/AAAAAAAAAFc/3kIjKNkylRA/s1600-h/DSC00867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341857678414979938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SiIXQZKeI2I/AAAAAAAAAFc/3kIjKNkylRA/s400/DSC00867.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Datin Kiambang" and I in front of a hut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SiIXP2487YI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8oL3U5BUA8Y/s1600-h/DSC02205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341857669214694786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SiIXP2487YI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8oL3U5BUA8Y/s400/DSC02205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Peeing" into the sea. wakakaka....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SiIXPRZa7iI/AAAAAAAAAFE/mAgKoSLNZOw/s1600-h/DSC00532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341857659150331426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SiIXPRZa7iI/AAAAAAAAAFE/mAgKoSLNZOw/s400/DSC00532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How could a lengzai like me do not leave his name at the beach? It can be a new tourist attraction of Kuala Besut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SiIXPNwsglI/AAAAAAAAAE8/EpCwbVG2Fck/s1600-h/DSC00321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341857658174210642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SiIXPNwsglI/AAAAAAAAAE8/EpCwbVG2Fck/s400/DSC00321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Promoting my friend but too bad, he is already attacted. The one who is promoting is still available.:-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SiIaRABOKII/AAAAAAAAAFs/LMgmNW4Cgss/s1600-h/DSC00552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341860987380050050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SiIaRABOKII/AAAAAAAAAFs/LMgmNW4Cgss/s400/DSC00552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kek-chu-bee (acting cute)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SiIaQ7V5DlI/AAAAAAAAAFk/W6KM1l7oJq0/s1600-h/DSC00548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341860986124570194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SiIaQ7V5DlI/AAAAAAAAAFk/W6KM1l7oJq0/s400/DSC00548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Self-addressed letter which is only opened at the day before graduation ceremony. Wonder what feeling I will have at that time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SiIamBJBAzI/AAAAAAAAAGU/OGPwV8809dU/s1600-h/4458_1162862595477_1345209966_30501207_252715_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341861348458431282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SiIamBJBAzI/AAAAAAAAAGU/OGPwV8809dU/s400/4458_1162862595477_1345209966_30501207_252715_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the way back, everyone still looked energetic and cheerful though the bone-breaking bus journey. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lengzai's aura will never fade&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SiIab_Mst7I/AAAAAAAAAGM/4UlKe_nEiv0/s1600-h/n1345209966_30501136_9843.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279946903592369639-806997035231542164?l=cch1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/feeds/806997035231542164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279946903592369639&amp;postID=806997035231542164&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/806997035231542164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/806997035231542164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/2009/05/ppd-camp.html' title='PPD camp'/><author><name>HoNg hOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05455261862184542436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SiIaR_kkWeI/AAAAAAAAAGE/4SmiDaaH8bQ/s72-c/n1345209966_30501136_9843.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279946903592369639.post-1571225805709057830</id><published>2009-05-01T23:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T00:33:46.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That comes the end</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In 10 more days,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am going to start my clinical year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time flies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a glimpse of eyes, I have finished pre-clinical year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are my academic achievements of the pre-clinical year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/Sfsb5MpsBgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/wtswNRxFcWQ/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330885253385684482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/Sfsb5MpsBgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/wtswNRxFcWQ/s400/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;First semester&lt;br /&gt;(shocking result although I was still in adaptation period)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/Sfsb5FmFOrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/UD-bEknJV9k/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330885251491510962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/Sfsb5FmFOrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/UD-bEknJV9k/s400/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Second semester&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(worst semester but the result is considered ok-&lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt; as more than half of my coursemates failed at least one of the papers breaking the record of the faculty)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/Sfsb5VzTc-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/kZ0WL5zSZWE/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330885255841936354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/Sfsb5VzTc-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/kZ0WL5zSZWE/s400/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Third semester&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(better than my expectation, my glorious day has back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/Sfsb5lSpWzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/sDbE19wmBsk/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330885259999927090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/Sfsb5lSpWzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/sDbE19wmBsk/s400/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fourth semester&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(first time for getting all the systems A. So proud of it) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the end of the preclinical year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In conclusion, I am satisfied with the results.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Keep it up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;as there is still a long way to go and&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the clinical year is definitely going to be more challenging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279946903592369639-1571225805709057830?l=cch1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/feeds/1571225805709057830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279946903592369639&amp;postID=1571225805709057830&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/1571225805709057830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/1571225805709057830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/2009/05/that-comes-end.html' title='That comes the end'/><author><name>HoNg hOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05455261862184542436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/Sfsb5MpsBgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/wtswNRxFcWQ/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279946903592369639.post-8438346875384165364</id><published>2009-04-25T21:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:39:09.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obedience</title><content type='html'>Being short-sighted and astigmatic for 16 years, the combined power of my both eyes hikes up to 2000 degree, visible length only left about 5 cm, similar to a blind person when taking off the glasses. With the technology nowadays, it is not impossible to get back my normal vision again by LASIK treatment. Although it is a bit costly, I still manage to pay it on my own. After a series of eye check, I was informed that I am eligible for the treatment. I was so excited as the days that I can see things without glasses are coming soon. However, with only one word "NO" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(afraid I will be blind after treatment),&lt;/span&gt; my hope broke into pieces. I accepted their decision silently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, I saw an advertisement on the promotion of air asia. Numerous cheap tickets are there to be booked. A flight to Bangkok only costs RM76.50. Besides cheap air ticket, my enthusiasm towards thailand after watching a thai movie also increased my interest in paying there a visit so eagerly. Again, I was so excited as it is going to be not merely my first trip to oversea, it will be my first air flight too. Yet, as expected, with all the discouraging words, I gave up quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mt Kinabalu, Pulau Langkawi, Kuching, Penang,&lt;br /&gt;these are the places where people have their vacation during the semester break.&lt;br /&gt;Where am I?&lt;br /&gt;At home, doing household chores to relieve my mom's burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catching up with old friends, reading interesting books, attending a language class,&lt;br /&gt;these are the activities which people can't do in schooling days but only in holidays,&lt;br /&gt;What do I do?&lt;br /&gt;At workshop, doing all sort of works to help my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could hardly recall back the time I went against them.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't even remember the time I said "no" to them.&lt;br /&gt;All I remember is to give the best to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not complaining or blaming anyone here,&lt;br /&gt;just,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I feel a bit tired of being obedient.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279946903592369639-8438346875384165364?l=cch1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/feeds/8438346875384165364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279946903592369639&amp;postID=8438346875384165364&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/8438346875384165364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/8438346875384165364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/2009/04/frustrated.html' title='Obedience'/><author><name>HoNg hOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05455261862184542436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279946903592369639.post-8374320336230421396</id><published>2009-03-28T11:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T16:55:37.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The BITCH in clinique</title><content type='html'>It has been a kinda busy and tiring week. To give myself a little treat, I went to Green Box at Sg. Wang with a few of my friends straight after my last theory paper on Thursday. It was fun singing along with them and I enjoy it very much. It made me forget all the tiredness and stress throughout the exam week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, there was a downpour after we finished singing and none of us want to be wet in the middle of rain. So we decided to walk around in Sg Wang and Lot 10 while waiting for the rain to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my cleanser and toner are going to reach their bottoms, I went to have a look at the facial products in Isetan at Lot 10. I was informed that clinique is one of the best selling facial products and thus, I stopped myself at its booth and enquired for more of its products. An old lady clad in lab coat came to serve me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Boys, what are you looking for?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Erm.. I am looking for some facial cleanser and toner which are suitable for my skin type."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your skin is just normal skin and your friends are the same except this one (pointing at my friends with a number of pimples at his face). I will do a demo on you to confirm the products best suit you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was doing the demo, my friend with pimples his asked her what is his skin type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wait&lt;em&gt;-lah&lt;/em&gt;! One by one-&lt;em&gt;mah&lt;/em&gt;! You asked me this and that, later I get everything mixed up&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (is this attitude a promoter should have?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The demo was finished and she put a set of products, cleanser, toner and mosturiser on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"These are the products best suit you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mosturizer? I don't use this all the while as I am afraid of it made my oily T zone worse."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You see, your skin is so dry and you need this oil-free moisturizer. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you know actually I do not need to explain to you these as it's all stated here. Customer will read it and understand everything&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(fxxk off&lt;em&gt;-lah&lt;/em&gt;!!! Then what is the point of having u here?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I heard that this toner is very harsh and it may not everyone's skin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you know we, clinique has 40 years of history and we are very professional already. It contains alcohol which gives you a tingling sensation and removes all your dead skin. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Dead skin', you know?? It is &lt;em&gt;"lou nei",&lt;/em&gt; you know? We are already very EXPERT and you think anyone can stand here and talk to you these-ah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bitch continues,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you want the mild one, you can get it at other 'normal cheap cheap' counter out there but not in clinique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Take these products la, altogether are RM243 (keep pushing the products to me)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I had an allergic attack before for misusing a facial product so I am very afraid of allegry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I told you already we, clinique is very professional one and it won't cause allergic reaction one. Then how you test allergy?? Har?"&lt;br /&gt;(Kononnya very professional, every facial product also posts a risk of allergy and such a simple allergy test* also don't know. What a shame to clinique. That's why you stupid old ci bxi still is a front desk promoter at this age.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was too lazy and tired to confront with her and when I was about to make a move, she changed her facial expression within a second (from cibxi look become CHAO cibxi look).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey boy, you cannot just leave like that. Since I have done the demo on you, you have to fill up a form for us to save in the computer. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you come to our booth 10 times, you think we want to do the demo 10 times for you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I want to, you have to. Or otherwise, the company put you here as a "patung" to attract customer only? Your Ci Bxi look will definitely scared off the customers. Again, I was too lazy to talk to her anymore so I simply filled in the form and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I think the more anger I get after that. When I shared this incident to another friend, it seems like I am not the only victim. This bitch is famous for her arrogance and impoliteness. I swear I will take revenge on her one day for the sack of myself and also anyone who has been her victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: *Simple allergy test is done by applying the facial product at ur hand or better, skin under your arm. If there is no allergic reaction (eg. itchiness, redness or swelling) within 24 hours, the product is safe to be used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/SS: I want to clarify that I am just venting out my anger and unsatisfaction at the promoter only and I have no offense to clinique's product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/SSS: Sorry for my vulgar words here if it makes anyone uncomfortable..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279946903592369639-8374320336230421396?l=cch1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/feeds/8374320336230421396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279946903592369639&amp;postID=8374320336230421396&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/8374320336230421396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/8374320336230421396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/2009/03/bitch-in-clinique.html' title='The BITCH in clinique'/><author><name>HoNg hOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05455261862184542436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279946903592369639.post-5988802330492416661</id><published>2009-03-20T15:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:41:08.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study Week</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, I was shocked when I look at this blog &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(it has been more than a month since my last &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;entry&lt;/span&gt;). This blog was so strange to me and I hardly could recognise it. After a couple of minutes, then only I recalled that Fiona offered herself to change my layout a few weeks ago. She really did a great job. Thanks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is study week again but there is something difference in this study week. Frankly, I do not have so much stress as in the previous semesters. Perhaps my last semester result has built up my confidence. And also due to good achievement of last semester, I do not need to put myself too harsh to score very well in this sem to maintain my CGPA &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(my living allowances from the scholarship will be deducted if I fail to get required result).&lt;/span&gt; Thus, no much complaints from this study week. Below are part and parcel of my study week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/ScNSBp9UwwI/AAAAAAAAAEE/eArLPq4xPRw/s1600-h/DSC00212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315182173623730946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/ScNSBp9UwwI/AAAAAAAAAEE/eArLPq4xPRw/s400/DSC00212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What makes me awake during the study week?? Caffeine? Of course, no..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is my lovely crysanthemum tea prepared by mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/ScNSBGsxFZI/AAAAAAAAAD8/r8KINtIqf88/s1600-h/DSC00231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315182164159042962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/ScNSBGsxFZI/AAAAAAAAAD8/r8KINtIqf88/s400/DSC00231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The anatomy of pancrease.&lt;br /&gt;This is just a piece out of the whole stack of the lecture notes below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/ScNSA7Eo6CI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4M9kaPYMrNI/s1600-h/DSC00239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315182161037944866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/ScNSA7Eo6CI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4M9kaPYMrNI/s400/DSC00239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hahaha.. 8.5 cm of notes to read in a week.. Scary??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/ScNSAOCX3-I/AAAAAAAAADs/GRQWUbg4mbc/s1600-h/DSC00237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315182148948844514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/ScNSAOCX3-I/AAAAAAAAADs/GRQWUbg4mbc/s400/DSC00237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have 2 days left and yet only completed revising its 70%.&lt;br /&gt;But still tend to forget after revising.. shit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315182143502994754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/ScNR_5v-zUI/AAAAAAAAADk/49N2wXgN7Io/s400/DSC00241.JPG" border="0" /&gt; 4 different sets of notes according to the system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Gastrointestinal, endocrine, neuroscience and reproductive)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/ScNSc5cG7xI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MKeaOhd1Znc/s1600-h/DSC00247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315182641635847954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 378px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/ScNSc5cG7xI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MKeaOhd1Znc/s400/DSC00247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Able to spot any difference?? I have my haircut already. It makes me look so young until there is an aunty in a pasar thinking that I am my mama's grandson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/ScNSc3If0jI/AAAAAAAAAEM/cVQK2cw9peY/s1600-h/DSC00227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315182641016721970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/ScNSc3If0jI/AAAAAAAAAEM/cVQK2cw9peY/s400/DSC00227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Working hard to score the exam....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and finally,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ALL THE BEST IN FINAL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279946903592369639-5988802330492416661?l=cch1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/feeds/5988802330492416661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279946903592369639&amp;postID=5988802330492416661&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/5988802330492416661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/5988802330492416661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/2009/03/study-week.html' title='Study Week'/><author><name>HoNg hOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05455261862184542436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/ScNSBp9UwwI/AAAAAAAAAEE/eArLPq4xPRw/s72-c/DSC00212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279946903592369639.post-7635220903030172885</id><published>2009-01-24T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T00:10:51.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SXsx2-KgBxI/AAAAAAAAADc/37p3_A2D9PQ/s1600-h/6694-K770icolours.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294880607373887250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SXsx2-KgBxI/AAAAAAAAADc/37p3_A2D9PQ/s400/6694-K770icolours.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, I own a camera phone today after disappointing my friends by making a few "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;janji&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kosong&lt;/span&gt;" since last year. Sony &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ericsson&lt;/span&gt;, K770i with 3.2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;megapixel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cybershot&lt;/span&gt; camera, MP3, 3G service, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;MMS&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bluetooth&lt;/span&gt; and some functions which I don't know yet. I chose the brown as the black one is running out of stock. Although it is not a very great phone, it satisfies a guy who previously possess a phone that can only do some basic functions like phone calling and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt;, while every friends around owning the more advanced cell phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just can't get the reason for not having a good mood for this Chinese New Year. Till now, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; even manage to buy any new clothes or shoes. Totally don't have the mood to shop for it. Some of my friends feel the same too. Perhaps, it is because of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt; is too early or the setback of the world economy or the neuroscience module. Anyway, luckily I bought a new phone for this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt; (at least it is something new) and thus, it becomes much convenient to take more photos and upload them here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-WISH EVERYONE A HAPPY AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PROSPEROUS NEW YEAR-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;^^GONG &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;HEI&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;FATT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;CHOY&lt;/span&gt;^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279946903592369639-7635220903030172885?l=cch1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/feeds/7635220903030172885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279946903592369639&amp;postID=7635220903030172885&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/7635220903030172885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/7635220903030172885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>HoNg hOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05455261862184542436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SXsx2-KgBxI/AAAAAAAAADc/37p3_A2D9PQ/s72-c/6694-K770icolours.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279946903592369639.post-6171386129580636873</id><published>2009-01-04T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:55:45.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Again, there are a few hours more before going back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;setapak&lt;/span&gt;. Since I have done with my lecture notes, I manage to spend some time blogging here. A few weeks ago, many people kept questioning me, " Why don't u update your blog?", "Your blog already RIP?? (rest in peace)", "Why is it still the see-saw?" and blah blah.. I never know many people are actually following my blog. So in order not to disappoint them, I promise I will post more frequently. I am just lazy to write despite there were many things happened around me which are interesting to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SWCFaZTw0oI/AAAAAAAAACs/_nTYDY4DcIw/s1600-h/DSC04849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287372651049833090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SWCFaZTw0oI/AAAAAAAAACs/_nTYDY4DcIw/s400/DSC04849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Home visiting?? Yes, it is. They are my group member and the granny is the patient assigned to us. In this semester, we have a module called Comprehensive Health Care that requires us not merely to seek the medical problem of the patient, also the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;psychosocioeconomy&lt;/span&gt; aspect of the patient. This module has no theory paper and thus, the marks given is totally based on the presentation and report. In fact, it is a fairly easy module but it turns out to be an exciting assignment for my group.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;In the first visit, when the granny was still in the hospital, the doctor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;in charged&lt;/span&gt; asked us to take her as the subject of our presentation. We found this old lady was very friendly and talkative so we had no problem in clerking her history. Besides, she was also very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cooperative&lt;/span&gt; because she allowed us to visit her house after she was discharged. She gave her daughters' phone so that we could make an appointment with them. At that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;moment&lt;/span&gt;, we were very grateful for having such a good patient.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Everything&lt;/span&gt; ran smoothly till the day I called to her elder daughter. I was in shock when her daughter rejected us to have a home visit. How could it be?? I told her that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nenek&lt;/span&gt; agreed with us during the first visit. Surprisingly, she told us that her mother didn't want to meet anyone because she was lazy and tired. At the same time, she also gave many excuses like she was busy with her children and household chores. Although I had tried to persuade her, she still stood firm at her ground and asked us to take another patient as our subject. She said there are thousands of patient in hospital and thus, there is no reason in insisting on her mother as the subject. She never know that we had already done half of our work and it was quite impossible for us to start everything all over again. Without the photo for home visit, the presentation and report will be given a low mark because it is not complete. This made us worried so much and we started blaming the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;nenek&lt;/span&gt; for being a hypocrite as she welcomed us initially but changed her mind&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (like a girl changes her clothes)&lt;/span&gt; later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After discussing with the group members and my doctor, we decided to try our luck to "attack" her house. We planned to visit her house without making any appointment. On that day, we brought some fruits and stood in front of her house hoping they would show their mercies by letting us in. Fortunately, they were at home as we were fear of we would meet no one there if they all went out. There was a girl in the living room and I asked the girl to called her mother so that I could beg her mother to give us the permission to enter. We waited patiently for a couple of minutes and finally, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nenek&lt;/span&gt; walked out from the back of the house and kindly invited us to enter the house. I was wondering. Yes, again the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nenek&lt;/span&gt; was friendly and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cooperative&lt;/span&gt; as she was in the first visit in hospital. It was total contradictory to what her daughter had told. She also allowed us to take photo at her and also in the house where it was necessary. I was informed that the daughter was in the room, yet she did not come out to meet us throughout the visit. After an hour, we asked for leave as we were afraid of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;nenek&lt;/span&gt; was tired but the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;nenek&lt;/span&gt; held us for another 30 minutes. She seemed very happy that somebody visited her. Thus, I could see that it was her daughter who created a story not letting us come and now she kept hiding in the room since we had revealed the fact she was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lying&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SWCvI5aF41I/AAAAAAAAADU/Hhqq0gfq0Gg/s1600-h/DSC04851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287418529917035346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SWCvI5aF41I/AAAAAAAAADU/Hhqq0gfq0Gg/s400/DSC04851.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Complication of Diabetes Melitus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SWCvIjrmoUI/AAAAAAAAADM/kC44M8SXxBE/s1600-h/DSC04850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287418524084904258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SWCvIjrmoUI/AAAAAAAAADM/kC44M8SXxBE/s400/DSC04850.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Complication of phlebotomy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;On the way back, one of my group member, Ana told me that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;nenek's&lt;/span&gt; daughter gave her a call but she did not dare to answer the call. As the group leader, I had no choice but to call her back and find out what she wanted to tell me. I was expecting something bad from her. Indeed, she answered my call and gave a "lesson" to me. She was accusing me for entering her house without making appointment and taking photo in her house without her permission. Sweat. Furthermore, she scolded me for being so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;tacticful&lt;/span&gt; by cheating them like this and so rude. I was too lazy to explain to her unreasonable complaints because it was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;nenek&lt;/span&gt; who invited us into the house and if she did not want us it, why didn't she stop us at the very beginning? If she did, I would never step my foot into her house as I might be held in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lockup&lt;/span&gt; for intruding other house. But, luckily she did not or otherwise I would not have my photos for the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The more she scolded, the louder her voice till everyone in the car could listen to her without speaker&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (I was nearly deaf that time even though I put the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;hand phone&lt;/span&gt; away from my ears)&lt;/span&gt;. In the end, she asked for the number of my doctor in charged and she swore she would bring the case forward to my doctor. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Haih&lt;/span&gt;.. What a noisy woman. However, I was not worried at all as the doctor reassured me that I was at the right side and most important, I obtained the the things for my project. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Blek&lt;/span&gt;.... :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; la.. It is already 7 pm.. I got to pack my things back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;setapak&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the elderly remix version of "I kissed a girl" by Katy Perry.. I found it is funny but some of my friends claimed that it is disgusting... Rate yourself after watching.. MUST WATCH ah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9IPDOB4yzzo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9IPDOB4yzzo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forget to wish everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't understand??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:360;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR !!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279946903592369639-6171386129580636873?l=cch1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/feeds/6171386129580636873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279946903592369639&amp;postID=6171386129580636873&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/6171386129580636873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/6171386129580636873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>HoNg hOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05455261862184542436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SWCFaZTw0oI/AAAAAAAAACs/_nTYDY4DcIw/s72-c/DSC04849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279946903592369639.post-2509662687652044333</id><published>2008-11-16T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T13:52:22.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaningful See-Saw</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SR-k7ZdOswI/AAAAAAAAABM/ZOcY81FyBh0/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 371px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SR-k7ZdOswI/AAAAAAAAABM/ZOcY81FyBh0/s400/a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269111429399491330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One's life is something like walking on the see-saw....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SR-k7W6SurI/AAAAAAAAABU/WYYmrBJNd88/s1600-h/image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SR-k7W6SurI/AAAAAAAAABU/WYYmrBJNd88/s400/image002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269111428716083890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Start walking from the lower side and toward to the higher side..&lt;br /&gt;And each subsequent step will become more difficult to be taken...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SR-k7sUYJmI/AAAAAAAAABc/YDNf2iLxEB4/s1600-h/image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 396px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SR-k7sUYJmI/AAAAAAAAABc/YDNf2iLxEB4/s400/image003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269111434462635618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The higher you go, the tougher you find the balancing point...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SR-k7y91B7I/AAAAAAAAABk/o41De9C3JhU/s1600-h/image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 388px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SR-k7y91B7I/AAAAAAAAABk/o41De9C3JhU/s400/image004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269111436247107506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you are thinking that you are going higher and higher,&lt;br /&gt;in fact you are going down the slope without knowing it....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SR-k8Fl_s_I/AAAAAAAAABs/xsNBafKiYD8/s1600-h/image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SR-k8Fl_s_I/AAAAAAAAABs/xsNBafKiYD8/s400/image005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269111441247417330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soon you will realise that you could never reach the highest point that you see....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SR-lMN3t1lI/AAAAAAAAAB0/erBa8BVD25I/s1600-h/image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 358px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SR-lMN3t1lI/AAAAAAAAAB0/erBa8BVD25I/s400/image006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269111718347134546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thereby, you struggle yourself by making a few turns on the see-saw..&lt;br /&gt;You notice that it is a difficult task to reach the peak..&lt;br /&gt;It is due to you are unable to find the balancing point all the while...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SR-lMeOwPbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/MYovEmxgBgc/s1600-h/image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 393px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SR-lMeOwPbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/MYovEmxgBgc/s400/image007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269111722738728370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally, you understand that the peak is actually reached when you are able to locate the balancing point of your life... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SR-lMjHQZ4I/AAAAAAAAACE/7tK5_lbFVKI/s1600-h/image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SR-lMjHQZ4I/AAAAAAAAACE/7tK5_lbFVKI/s400/image008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269111724049459074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;However, you may reach the higher side if you have a strong support from your beloved family, lover or the enemy that you have got rid of... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, ah xiang sent me these via email a few weeks ago and I found it very thought provoking and thus, would like share with you all here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, today is the last day of my one and a half week of holidays. I had been to Pahang for community service and Malacca for sight seeing in this holidays. Thousands of photos will be uploaded here after I finished collecting them from my friends' camera. Please be patient. For the time being, I put 2 photos here first to reduce the thirst of my fans who &lt;em&gt;tak sabar sabar &lt;/em&gt; wanna see them... hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SR-thnYmOGI/AAAAAAAAACU/fE1rdag-B-0/s1600-h/DSC03694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SR-thnYmOGI/AAAAAAAAACU/fE1rdag-B-0/s400/DSC03694.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269120882066208866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My keluarga angkat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SR-thKLoV1I/AAAAAAAAACM/vnqSbHuRdus/s1600-h/DSC03939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SR-thKLoV1I/AAAAAAAAACM/vnqSbHuRdus/s400/DSC03939.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269120874227193682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In front of A Famosa Waterworld&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279946903592369639-2509662687652044333?l=cch1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/feeds/2509662687652044333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279946903592369639&amp;postID=2509662687652044333&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/2509662687652044333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/2509662687652044333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/2008/11/meaningful-see-saw.html' title='Meaningful See-Saw'/><author><name>HoNg hOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05455261862184542436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Afvs2kb6Ees/SR-k7ZdOswI/AAAAAAAAABM/ZOcY81FyBh0/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279946903592369639.post-3544113457692225492</id><published>2008-10-31T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:50:25.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam</title><content type='html'>Huh... Finally, I finished my last theory paper today. However, it is not the end of my exam. There is one more practical paper which is known as OSPE (Objective Structured Practical Examination) on next Tuesday. It is something like telematch games. Interesting right?? About 25++ stations that includes questions from all modules and strand will be settled up and we have to rush from one station to another to answer the question within 4 minutes in each station. Some stations will have simulated actors whom we need to communicate with. It makes the test is so excited and we may get heart attack at every second of the test. I think none of the other courses in whole Malaysia offer this type of assessment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who know me long enough, they know that Chu Chun Hong is always confident at his academic achievement (except English-lah). Sadly, my confidence level is getting worse and worse each day now. I notice that I did not perform as well as I've done previously especially in this end semester exam. The effort that I have put was not reduced and yet the result yielded is below my satisfaction. Although the result is not out yet, I can roughly expect the grade I got. I feel challenged now. First, exam questions now are not asking about the correct answer but the BEST answer (it means the choices are all correct with minimal difference between them). Besides, luck does not help me much anymore. Multiple Choice Question (MCQ) normally consists of 4-5 options right?? Well, here I experience the "TRUE" MCQ which consists of 10 options and hence, there is only 10% of chance to guess the answer correctly. It is the matter of either you know or don't know. No more guessing. Haih.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, it is time for me to review back my study methods and strategies. Otherwise, my glorious days will definitely become past tense and will not come back to me anymore. Study strategy are always dynamic. Thus, different approaches are needed for different stages of study. Critical thinking and strong memory as well as thoughtfulness play a major role here. The most important is I am clear that keep groaning is not the solution and I have to figure out some ways to improve as soon as possible so that I can move on in my studies. &lt;br /&gt;(Feel like I am writing a reflective essay in Personal and Professional development Module and sorry for this boring post but I really need some self-motivation here.. =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I end my post with a song and this song together with the effect of caffeine always make me shake my body while I am tired throughout the exam week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shake it&lt;/em&gt;, by Metro Station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hh1FcBJaNeI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hh1FcBJaNeI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(couldn't find an official MV with embedded address.. T.T)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279946903592369639-3544113457692225492?l=cch1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/feeds/3544113457692225492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279946903592369639&amp;postID=3544113457692225492&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/3544113457692225492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/3544113457692225492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/2008/10/exam.html' title='Exam'/><author><name>HoNg hOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05455261862184542436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279946903592369639.post-2329253593245977164</id><published>2008-10-13T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T14:46:12.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandbuddy, Buddy and Me</title><content type='html'>Last Friday, I went to Sg. Wang to meet my buddy, Caryn (my third year leng lui senior la) straight after my formative assessment of urinary system. It has been sometimes that we do not sing karaoke with each other and thus, I booked a room for 2 people at Green Box with my friend's member card one day before that(why don't u apply one for yourself?? Dunno la.. Maybe I kiamsiap gua..). Besides 2 of us, she also invited my grandbuddy, Jian Yang (my forth year senior whom I had never met before). But, I still booked a room for 2 people as I remembered that he used to "fong fei kei", tell us he couldn't make it at last minute. Well, I don't think he remember that incident, So, I didn't expect he would be present for our outing. Once bitten, twice shy mah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached there half an hour earlier and she appeared in front of me with a shrunk blouse as her top and jeans as her bottom at sharp 12 pm. First thing she told me was Jian Yang will be late and I thought he might not turn up again. ~~!!. We both went into the room and started first while waiting for his arrival. She sang many songs that I rarely listened before and same thing happened in the songs I sang. Half an hour later, Jian Yang came and joined us. He came all the way from HUKM with his heavy bag containing laptop. His first impression to me was a nerdy, quiet and boring guy (sorry-la, I know it is not good to judge people by their looks but I just can't help it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caryn sang very well and surprisingly, Jian Yang sang even much better. I think he has high chance to win in Astro Talent Quest if he joined. I was so "paiseh" there for being the worst. I think I have to apologise here for torturing their ears with my terrible voice. After she foot the bill (thanks yo for treating me ^^), we went to Times Square to buy birthday present for my friend and her friend. Since the food served in Green Box did not make us full, we grabbed some food again at Old Town and this time I was treated by Jian Yang. Thanks again. ^^. He is totally the reverse as what I had thought of him. He is quite friendly, talkative and always trying to makes fun with us although some of the jokes are quite "cold". Thus, don't ever judge a book by its cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I rarely listen to Mandarin songs recently so it took me very long to choose a song to sing and I couldn't sing together with them because I am not really familiar with their new songs. Ok la... I got to continue with my study and hopefully I won't waste my study weeks on chatting nonsense in msn or watching TV. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite song currently, The Man That Cant Be Moved by The Script&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qYJmzYsGhGI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qYJmzYsGhGI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279946903592369639-2329253593245977164?l=cch1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/feeds/2329253593245977164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279946903592369639&amp;postID=2329253593245977164&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/2329253593245977164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/2329253593245977164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/2008/10/grandbuddy-buddy-and-me.html' title='Grandbuddy, Buddy and Me'/><author><name>HoNg hOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05455261862184542436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279946903592369639.post-2261167897431544481</id><published>2008-10-05T05:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T17:44:26.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Holidays End</title><content type='html'>In a few more hours, I will be back to Setapak where I usually stay during school days. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Damn "&lt;em&gt;ng sek tuck&lt;/em&gt;" (miss) my air conditioned room, mama home cooked food, deskstop with internet access, television with astro channel and everything in my home here. I think everyone is having the same feelings too, right? Haha, 'post-holidays' syndrome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the 1-week Raya holidays, I have planned to finished my lecture notes of urinary system and revise the whole module of cardiovascular system. In the end, I found that I was very unproductive and only managed to do half of them. But I am still grateful than at least my achievement in this holidays is better than the previous mid sem break when i just kept &lt;em&gt;chasing&lt;/em&gt; Hong Kong drama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week will be a very hectic week. One formative assessment on friday, 2 clinical skill sessions on tuesday and thursday respectively, numerous practicals and lectures are waiting for me. Fainted. @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be blogging here for the next whole week as I am the &lt;strong&gt;only person&lt;/strong&gt; out of 227 students in my course who does not possess a laptop. Many of my coursemates were surprised and thought I was trying to joke (it's not funny at all) when I told them I do not have a laptop. They asked me why I don't buy it as everyone owns it. But for me, why should I buy something I don't really need although it is in everyone's hands? A laptop is not a must for medical students (of course, it does help a lot). Some may become low self-esteemed due to not owning somethings that commonly owned by ohers but I am the reverse. I am proud of saying out what I don't have. Proud of not possessing. Proud of &lt;strong&gt;NOT BEING INFLUENCED&lt;/strong&gt;!! Same case goes to my cell phone which only can call and sms while others have camera, recording, bluetooth and many more functions that I don't know. Haha. I am kinda dumb in these technologies. However, those who get the hints here and wish to present me new phone or laptop on my birthday are welcomed.. =3=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the day: &lt;em&gt;When I Grow Up&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Pussycat Dolls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0rZkXEfjoGQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0rZkXEfjoGQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up I wanna be famous, I wanna be a star, I wanna be in movies&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up I wanna see the world, drive nice cars, I wanna have groupies&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up,I wanna see me, me on TV, people know me, be on magazines&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up, freshly cleaned, number one chick, wanna step out on the scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^3^.... cool song...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279946903592369639-2261167897431544481?l=cch1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/feeds/2261167897431544481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279946903592369639&amp;postID=2261167897431544481&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/2261167897431544481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/2261167897431544481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-holidays-end.html' title='When Holidays End'/><author><name>HoNg hOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05455261862184542436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279946903592369639.post-6141545731105115938</id><published>2008-10-02T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T13:30:48.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not The First Post</title><content type='html'>Everyone seems to have their own blogs. I also used to have one but it has been abandoned due to my laziness to blog... What makes the idea of blogging appear in my mind again?? First and foremost, I wish to have my fond memories to be stored at somewhere instead of just losing them in my brain... Secondly, I hope to share my thoughts and feelings more with others via the blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, those are not so "important" reasons for me to create a blog. I found that my english is deteriorating each day (well, i dun think my english is good before).. Sigh, what to do? I can hardly get the chance to speak or write in this language.. My vocab and grammar are equally weak.. Don't believe?? Below are parts of the conversation between I and my buddy, caryn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" We stayed in a doom during the camp."&lt;br /&gt;"I got to go to HUKM to pass some stuffs back to my menthol."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She laughed till rolling on the floor after reading it..... ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recall back when i was form 3,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My English teacher asked me to read the synopsis of "Dr. Jekyll and Mr Hyde" loudly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mr. Hyde is evil and cruel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mistakenly pronounced ee-vil as a-vil... (i thought e-ver and e-vil are the same)&lt;br /&gt;Whole class laughed and even the teacher recommended me to go singapore to replace Phua Chu Kang as my slang was funnier than him... I felt like wanna find a hole and hide... It was so embarrassing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Form 5, during the English Oral Test,&lt;br /&gt;we were asked to form a group and talked among the group member in front of the examiner and the class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started the conversation by,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, long time no see everybody!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole class laughed again and at first, I did not know why they were laughing and i thought they were giving support to me.. Later only i found out that "long time no see" is not a proper English phase (sorry, it is phrase, you see i got wrong again. thx jino) ... Swt..Swt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully my English can be improved by blogging and if you are kind enough, please pray for me that i will be persevered enough to update this blog... and sorry for my "ciplak" English written here... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279946903592369639-6141545731105115938?l=cch1987.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/feeds/6141545731105115938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279946903592369639&amp;postID=6141545731105115938&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/6141545731105115938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279946903592369639/posts/default/6141545731105115938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cch1987.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-first-post.html' title='Not The First Post'/><author><name>HoNg hOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05455261862184542436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry></feed>
