<?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-27870607</id><updated>2011-10-17T11:33:32.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Somewhere i belong~</title><subtitle type='html'>You're free to choose respond in whatever stimlus come. No one could hurt you without your consent. Because we have reaponse-ability, the ability to choose our respond.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-319742576167803546</id><published>2008-02-25T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T21:53:05.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My ideal Lover</title><content type='html'>Before mating with him.. I've enumerated out the requirement&lt;br /&gt;Knowledgeable, know everything better than I am, cleverer than I am, better command of english than I am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seems I am not qualified to meet a perfect one. Because I am not perfect at all, how can I expect i have a perfect bf right? Else, everyday i lost my confidence in front of him too, and he would say i am not matching him someday.. why should I suffer myself, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I met my dear today..&lt;br /&gt;He is ain't perfect at all.. same with me.. he is not so good at direction and geography&lt;br /&gt;he is not concern abt politic.. missed twice to vote for election&lt;br /&gt;He is not good in english conversation&lt;br /&gt;He only know to say yes in front of my parent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ain't blind.. at least i think i was not blind.. I choose to use a scope to enlarge his shortcoming.. And also mine...&lt;br /&gt;and I found.. because i ain't perfect and he is not too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ve + -ve = +ve?? I hope so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. he loves me, dote on me, take care of me every weekend we meet and during the trip&lt;br /&gt;His pay is higher than I am, he is better in math than I am, he has healthy hobby,&lt;br /&gt;he is taller than I am.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how should I measure and wonder how am i so sure.. nth will change?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-319742576167803546?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/319742576167803546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=319742576167803546' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/319742576167803546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/319742576167803546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-ideal-lover.html' title='My ideal Lover'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-7972333521450956606</id><published>2008-02-24T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T16:25:41.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Made a pizza today~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jffTXJjkdLU/R8Ep7EGcGPI/AAAAAAAAABg/tAdneCI1lBw/s1600-h/IMG_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170459941887809778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jffTXJjkdLU/R8Ep7EGcGPI/AAAAAAAAABg/tAdneCI1lBw/s320/IMG_0103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Successful 1..hihi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-7972333521450956606?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/7972333521450956606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=7972333521450956606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/7972333521450956606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/7972333521450956606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2008/02/made-pizza-today.html' title='Made a pizza today~'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jffTXJjkdLU/R8Ep7EGcGPI/AAAAAAAAABg/tAdneCI1lBw/s72-c/IMG_0103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-6556983507466828686</id><published>2008-02-16T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T16:45:07.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My friends</title><content type='html'>I am not sure what's the definition of friends. Just realise they are getting lesser and lesser after graduated.&lt;br /&gt;I am not kind of people who likes to socialize much especially if it was related to money..&lt;br /&gt;so I guess I am getting unknown among the old friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit I am that kind of ppl who can get along well with most of the ppl. But when come further.. they will find some obstacles if intended to invite me for some activities.. well, I am not good at games, jokes etc.. don't you feel bored to ask me out? I believe so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can be my good friends, they are the ppl I am really treasured/cherish about. They are the ppl enlighting my life and unselfish to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When come back to the purpose of life: Yet, i am not aiming to become popular.. so doesn't matter how ppl look at me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO what am I grumbling about today? Beat me... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-6556983507466828686?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/6556983507466828686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=6556983507466828686' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/6556983507466828686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/6556983507466828686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-friends.html' title='My friends'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-6806580555473140118</id><published>2008-02-11T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T00:33:49.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>临睡前</title><content type='html'>总觉得如果没把今年的愿望写出来，今晚就睡不着觉了。。&lt;br /&gt;呵呵。。new year new hopes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今年是鼠年，本小姐的年。透漏年龄的秘密了。。也是据这些明理学者，是犯太岁的年份&lt;br /&gt;但是会有福星贵人帮助我的事业。。努力之后，必有回报。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一直以来，身边都有好多贵人。。&lt;br /&gt;小学时，成绩/长相不怎么样，老师却发掘我的声线适合讲故事，演讲，主持。。因此我才没白白的浪费我的潜能。。因此也得到不少宠爱与偏袒。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;中学时，成绩也不怎么样，才华也没被肯定。。长期的忽略。。让我在中二时发奋图强。。终于我拿到了第一个第一名。。&lt;br /&gt;觉得不足够，我又得到贵人的帮助。。&lt;br /&gt;加入学记，认识了很多人，看清楚现实。。我才知道自己有多不足&lt;br /&gt;人外有人，天外有天。。没去争取机会又怎能让别人瞧见我的天分。。&lt;br /&gt;于是，贵人有拉我一把，加入了辩论社&lt;br /&gt;阴差阳错，又在没人选的情况下带队，而且还拿了奖杯回来。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大学里，成绩还是不怎样，&lt;br /&gt;同学们都是贵人，让我了解读书的重要。。毫不自私的一起研究功课。。认识了毫无心机的同学们。&lt;br /&gt;于是，在他们的支持下，又当上了fac queen, 争取到了course representative。。&lt;br /&gt;顺顺利利毕业。。supervisor教了我很多东西，最后也拿到best presenter。之后，进入一间非常好的公司。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回首过去，我可以大声地说，我没有遗憾。。可是十年后的今天呢？？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老板们都是贵人。他们提拔我。。而我也非常担心我的怠惰会辜负了他们的期望。。在现实社会，一样的，人外还是有很多人（中国人，新加坡人，红毛人，泰国人。。。），而且一个个都有机会取代我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一向来都知道。。要做什么事都要begin with the end in mind。。我也不害羞得去争取我要的一切&lt;br /&gt;记得我多么渴望参加诗歌朗诵比赛。。诗也找好好了，还附上汉语拼音。。而且，还与所有的候选人分享。。当我知道老师不选我时。。我难过极了。。埋怨老师不公平，在学校痛哭了一场。。结果，那位同学虽然长得漂亮，声音比我的好听，却也是输了比赛。。据说，是因为准备不足。。毫不隐瞒地，我觉得很痛快。。这应验了不是与生俱来的天分可以否定一切的努力。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾几何时，我已经忘了自己有那种进取心，羞耻感了呢？我渴望赢的欲望好像里我越来越远了。&lt;br /&gt;我的优越感，自信。。都不知道藏到哪里去了。。会哭，是因为努力过。。即使失败了也不后悔。。。怕头怕尾，什么事都做不成，十年后的今天，我铁定后悔。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看看周围结婚了的同事。。天天都是孩子经，烦恼屋子/装修费，度蜜月的地点=费用。。贫贱夫妻白事唉。。我真的不想跟他们一样。。我希望我至少会是个例外。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;下定决心。。今年这个鼠年，&lt;br /&gt;我要：&lt;br /&gt;1）每一天，一个小时读英文杂志。。加强英文，增广见闻&lt;br /&gt;2）跟多一些非华族的朋友交谈。。加强英文会话&lt;br /&gt;3）事事关心，时时注意。。把握机会，冲啊！&lt;br /&gt;4）每天11点一定要睡觉。。美颜&lt;br /&gt;5）有心机。。必要时要带不同面具。。begin with the end in mind&lt;br /&gt;6）不辞下问。。被笑才能激发想要胜利的心理&lt;br /&gt;7）保持与同事/朋友友好的关系。。贵人处处，然他们喜欢自己。。微笑哦&lt;br /&gt;8）专心专一。。不要把精神浪费在没有结果/会变质的东西上&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subjected to update day to day..&lt;br /&gt;加油哦！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-6806580555473140118?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/6806580555473140118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=6806580555473140118' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/6806580555473140118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/6806580555473140118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='临睡前'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-5218666821194521613</id><published>2008-02-11T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T23:52:04.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY gathering..Love u frens!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It has been a long time, I never update the blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;New year new hopes, new updates.. just finish my dinner gathering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165749406441150690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jffTXJjkdLU/R7Btt0GcGOI/AAAAAAAAABY/A3CbqN-giZ4/s320/IMG_0109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was very warming together with the old schoolmates... Leeting, siangling, minghsian, xianli, weiyan, chunpei and jinghao..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It costs us about Rm47 per pax. It was reasonable and the dishes were unique and ingredients were fresh especially.. sashimi.. m98 for a plate with different kind of fishes.. I dunno what kind of fish were on the plate.. hehe..worried about getting stomachache tomorrow... :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165749397851216082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jffTXJjkdLU/R7BttUGcGNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/B1Gl3QWGndc/s320/IMG_0103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leeting is really knowledgeable as she has very strong memory and received a lot of information. She was so curious about what she was eating. On the contrary, I was like not curious at all, eating without too much of concern.. This is something I need to improve myself, as i am so young, I should be observing and open my eyes for more.... STOP being ignorance.. I am not young anymore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fires up! Yzene!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-5218666821194521613?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/5218666821194521613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=5218666821194521613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/5218666821194521613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/5218666821194521613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny-gatheringlove-u-frens.html' title='CNY gathering..Love u frens!'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jffTXJjkdLU/R7Btt0GcGOI/AAAAAAAAABY/A3CbqN-giZ4/s72-c/IMG_0109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-8257102204873859653</id><published>2007-09-29T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T16:20:25.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad hair day</title><content type='html'>Finally i went to perm my hair...&lt;br /&gt;The hair stylist promised me to curl my hair naturally...&lt;br /&gt;end up....the curl portion is indeed curly..&lt;br /&gt;I can't even adapt my new look..&lt;br /&gt;so to my family members.. my bro's comment more even hurt me..&lt;br /&gt;auntie's hair! my mum's keep nagging why am i never make clear that what kind of hair style i prefer.. I did.. In fact, I am much worrier than others..&lt;br /&gt;My money, my hair, my look.. All belong to me..&lt;br /&gt; i feel so bad...&lt;br /&gt;Now how i understand the feeling of $$ burnt..&lt;br /&gt;i have pretty much of event ahead..&lt;br /&gt;hopefully after i shampoo my haird the curl condition could improve..&lt;br /&gt;I don't dare to go out now..&lt;br /&gt;Can i work from home on Monday???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-8257102204873859653?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/8257102204873859653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=8257102204873859653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/8257102204873859653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/8257102204873859653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2007/09/bad-hair-day.html' title='Bad hair day'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-671226263537076814</id><published>2007-08-12T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T16:38:51.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Duper Hot</title><content type='html'>天气好热，好热&lt;br /&gt;突然好怀念之前没太阳的日子。。。&lt;br /&gt;全身软绵绵的。。因为水分一直蒸发，汗一直地流。。&lt;br /&gt;我快要融化了~~~~&lt;br /&gt;救我~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-671226263537076814?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/671226263537076814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=671226263537076814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/671226263537076814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/671226263537076814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2007/08/super-duper-hot.html' title='Super Duper Hot'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-8900185753949364900</id><published>2007-08-09T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T22:58:26.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我是最佳女猪脚</title><content type='html'>I was so surprised...It is true..&lt;br /&gt;Heard you are together with the most beautiful &amp; sexiest lady in the office(in my and most of the men in office's ranking).&lt;br /&gt;She is a capable planner, dress well, pretty. Recently just broke up with her ex&lt;br /&gt;Is she the one you always look for?&lt;br /&gt;I am giving you my best wishes sincerely although i never tell you personally.&lt;br /&gt;I start wondering how you look on me last time before you tagged with her? I am not belittle myself.&lt;br /&gt;I just curious why last time was me.... i start doubt were you treat every girl that good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was told by others about your good news. I was a bit shocked that i was not the earliest batch to share it with you... Perhaps i was too busy or you are too awkward?&lt;br /&gt;Actually i can feel the chemistry between both of you..&lt;br /&gt;I wonder do i care about it?&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, i was the best actress. I pretend like nothing happen...&lt;br /&gt;The worst is i knew the guy who exposed this news to me know everything about you &amp; me..&lt;br /&gt;I said something bad about you.. sorry i don't mean it... I just too nervous...&lt;br /&gt;I just too scared that the guy found something from my expression...&lt;br /&gt;You know I like to pretend as strong lady rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still keep the gift you gave me on last valentine day. The flower and a nice handicraft made by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You know I am easily get touched. The handicraft is still on my desk with your name removed.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how you feel when you know your name was not there.&lt;br /&gt;You know I really like that handicraft rather than the flower.&lt;br /&gt;However I have to keep this secret between us.&lt;br /&gt;For your and my own good.&lt;br /&gt;My decision is right.&lt;br /&gt;And Finally you get the ONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder should i scrap it.. but i just can't bear to throw it away.&lt;br /&gt;I don't dare to say the past memory with your admiration will be my sweet memory&lt;br /&gt;But i admit, this is not a bad with someone like you to show me your concern especially when i am in bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, my friend. I never blame U..&lt;br /&gt;So don't avoid to look into my eyes when talking..&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are small :) &amp;amp; friendly..&lt;br /&gt;I give you my best wishes..&lt;br /&gt;I pretty sure you will be happier with her~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-8900185753949364900?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/8900185753949364900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=8900185753949364900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/8900185753949364900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/8900185753949364900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='我是最佳女猪脚'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-937522757623596276</id><published>2007-04-19T21:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T22:26:45.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>心痛</title><content type='html'>今天，父母又为了你的表现而跟我起争执。。&lt;br /&gt;我真的不明白，这一切有什么不对。。&lt;br /&gt;你是个好先生，有责任，有前途，体贴。。。&lt;br /&gt;但是他们看不见。 我知道你不是很活跃，不是那么容易与陌生人打成一片。&lt;br /&gt;我也有部分的错，因为没帮你尽量的推销。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这回，我又错了。。我把你拉进我的朋友群里，到巴厘度假，你爽快地答应&lt;br /&gt;我心想，你变了真好。。。&lt;br /&gt;当我再次跟你确定时，你却反悔了。。&lt;br /&gt;机票已定了， 贴钱是一定的。。&lt;br /&gt;钱是可以省回来的。。&lt;br /&gt;感情呢？&lt;br /&gt;你因此受伤了吧?&lt;br /&gt;因为我向你说了实话。。&lt;br /&gt;父母不是不相信你。。只是他们保守地想要保护我。。&lt;br /&gt;我自责了。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;与你的未来。。再一次受到考验。。&lt;br /&gt;而我，付起了一定的责任。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然，你告诉我没事。&lt;br /&gt;而我，也安慰自己没事。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心却是痛的。。。&lt;br /&gt;是怕失去你的征兆？还是对你的表现的遗憾？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为你，我多了个烦恼。。&lt;br /&gt;也因为你，我有更多快乐。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-937522757623596276?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/937522757623596276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=937522757623596276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/937522757623596276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/937522757623596276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='心痛'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-117077318769325035</id><published>2007-02-06T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T22:46:27.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time management</title><content type='html'>Recall the time when i rush for thesis, assignment, test &amp; interviews.. I can't belive i was such a wonder woman.&lt;br /&gt;However, after come to work, i found my time management is getting worse. I found everyday i was forced to OT, because the works never done. My life is fully engaged with WORKS, works &amp;amp; WORKS. Whereas, the results of doing so much of things is under my expectation, or should i say i never have any expectation previously. Well, i am abit pessimistic over my time consumption in works. I found it is not worth to work for long... pay was fixed. The work load is big...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew i should work smart. Or should i tolerate this, as i am young, more projects can learn more... Ok, buck up for the career path ahead!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, every thing is about $$$$$, tax, $$$$, income tax.. Money minded!!! Perhaps, Pay is the only reward from works. I appreciate recognition, if pay can increase, it should be better~~ Wahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-117077318769325035?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/117077318769325035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=117077318769325035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/117077318769325035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/117077318769325035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2007/02/time-management.html' title='Time management'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-116896392174988804</id><published>2007-01-17T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T00:12:01.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because of you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I am not a happening girl.. dull person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;However, i gave my 1st time to clubbing with colleague.. I swear it will be my 1st and last unless got any special event which unavoidable. Because i was NEGLECTED! So sad..Although i have no more "market value" (perhaps never before,hihi). However i was attracted by this song in remix.. i found fun to sing it during clubbing.. Ya, it's all because of you.. by Kelly Clarkson, a nice singer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Because Of You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"I will not make the same mistakes that you did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I will not let myselfCause my heart so much misery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I will not break the way you did,You fell so hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've learned the hard way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;To never let it get that far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Because of youI learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I lose my wayAnd it's not too long before you point it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I cannot cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Because I know that's weakness in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm forced to fake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A smile, a laugh everyday of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My heart can't possibly break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When it wasn't even whole to start with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Because of youI never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Because of youI learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Because of youI find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am afraid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I watched you die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I heard you cry every night in your sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I was so young You should have known better than to lean on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You never thought of anyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You just saw your pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And now I cry in the middle of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;For the same damn thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Because of youI learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I try my hardest just to forget everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I don't know how to let anyone else in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-116896392174988804?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/116896392174988804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=116896392174988804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/116896392174988804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/116896392174988804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2007/01/because-of-you.html' title='Because of you'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-116853205996705982</id><published>2007-01-11T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T00:23:16.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My China business trip5</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5544/2942/1600/132306/IMG_8739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5544/2942/320/428892/IMG_8739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..finally the last 1... in Shanghai...My colleague was accidentally catched into this picture..another 步行街in shanghai.. We are planning to take the MRT to 外滩。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5544/2942/320/2737/IMG_8740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bicycles and people everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5544/2942/320/518609/IMG_8743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;外滩。。the tall building is 东方明珠&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5544/2942/320/500063/IMG_8751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Another popular place in shanghai, 豫园。。古色古香的地方..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5544/2942/320/63636/IMG_8764.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even gold shop..also that nice..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5544/2942/320/55590/IMG_8771.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Going back with Maglev, Maximum speed 431 km/hr..super fast, but vibrating.. 7 minutes to Pudong airport.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5544/2942/320/362524/IMG_8773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Maglev.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Really appreciate to have this rare chance to go to China, hope this won't be my last business trip. ^_^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-116853205996705982?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/116853205996705982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=116853205996705982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/116853205996705982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/116853205996705982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-china-business-trip5.html' title='My China business trip5'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-116853043459103562</id><published>2007-01-11T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T23:50:10.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My China business trip 4</title><content type='html'>4th day.. Luckily i only spent 5 days in China.. don't need to write too much. Me and Sg colleague planned to stay a night in Shanghai.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5544/2942/320/76911/IMG_8723.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dissapointed! although the room is more expensive than in Suzhou, 680 renminbi.. however it is small and normal.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5544/2942/320/912643/cold.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very very cold night, i think is about 0 celcius.. take hot pot is the best in this kind of weather.. while you won't get sweating. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5544/2942/320/679920/IMG_8730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-116853043459103562?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/116853043459103562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=116853043459103562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/116853043459103562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/116853043459103562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-china-business-trip-4.html' title='My China business trip 4'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-116852985908753036</id><published>2007-01-11T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T23:37:39.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My China business trip 3</title><content type='html'>3rd day in CHina suzhou, my counterparts brought me to eat dumplings..&lt;br /&gt;ALthought outside of the room with sun, but i still feel very cold.. i can't stand on the icey cold wind.. It makes me feel sick... i started to miss Malaysia weather.. at least i don't need to wear that thick..however still feel cold....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5544/2942/320/407566/IMG_8701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? this are pig tongue.... disgusting but tasted not bad actually. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5544/2942/320/453925/IMG_8703.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The river (or drain???) just beside the factory. Scenic rite?&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5544/2942/320/815009/IMG_8704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At night, we went to Japanese restaurant, japanese foods in China is cheap. I tried 梅子酒and 日本清酒。。I am much prefering qing jiu... just another experience to try.. And i think i am not a good drinker as expected.. I feel nearly vomit because of too full...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5544/2942/320/170575/IMG_8707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Night in SUzhou...China souvenir shops closed very early perhaps is due to winter where night is longer than day..5pm in China is like 7pm in M'sia... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5544/2942/320/801586/IMG_8718.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-116852985908753036?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/116852985908753036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=116852985908753036' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/116852985908753036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/116852985908753036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-china-business-trip-3.html' title='My China business trip 3'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-116852868690518870</id><published>2007-01-11T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T23:18:06.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My China business trip2</title><content type='html'>On my 2nd day of my business trip, I have to start to work.. a super tiring day.. Nearly forgot this is my Birthday..&lt;br /&gt;Because in CHina, really nobody knows who you are... Out of my surprise, i found a cake in my room with plates and forks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5544/2942/320/325825/IMG_8697.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At that time, i was full and you can't expect me to eat the whole cake alone. Call all the china and Sg colleagues together, then they just realise that was my birthday.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5544/2942/320/874587/IMG_8698.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All are chinese, the singapore colleague is the one who was holding the camera. Well, the fruit cake was nice. When i think about that, i start feel hungry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to be continued...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-116852868690518870?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/116852868690518870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=116852868690518870' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/116852868690518870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/116852868690518870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-china-business-trip2.html' title='My China business trip2'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-116852783289692059</id><published>2007-01-11T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T23:03:52.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My China business trip</title><content type='html'>I was lucky to be assigned to China to align some product issue accross worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;Well, never think that business trip is that tiring, and super rush, especially in a "getting ngiao" company...&lt;br /&gt;I hard to get my claim, however being chased to pay the credit card already... Still, there are some fun parts in my trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5544/2942/320/390724/IMG_8667.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My lunch in SIA.. I heard SIA providing best plane meal.. Btw, guys may not only attracted by foods .. They are also disattracted because of pretty airline gals... My colleague keep telling me the short hair stewardess is cute! i never know he is that desperate before the trip..hihi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5544/2942/320/429292/IMG_8668.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived in Shanghai, pudong airport...quickly dress with Rm 400++ jacket (now still feel heartache) shui bo?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5544/2942/320/206504/IMG_8677.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Taking supplier transport to suzhou, Shanghai facing congestion of traffic, we needed about 2 hours to reach there. For me, suzhou is indeed neat and slower moving than Shanghai.. Well, i admit i prefer Suzhou.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5544/2942/320/22807/IMG_8684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The hotel is great!! Cost me 600 Ren min bi for 1 day.. Ever day, the staff will come in to help to clean &amp; tidy up the room and left a piece of chocolate. My Shanghai colleague are so fortunate, every time they stay longer in suzhou, they will stay overnight in this kind of luxury room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5544/2942/320/158128/ChinaSuzhou.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My 1st night in Suzhou...haiz, my colleague really not good in take pictures.. He supposed to take my pic with the door... And i forgot what is this pintu gerbang name.. this is a street which only allow ppl walking thru.aka 观前街&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to be continued****&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-116852783289692059?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/116852783289692059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=116852783289692059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/116852783289692059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/116852783289692059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-china-business-trip.html' title='My China business trip'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-116755854667059569</id><published>2006-12-31T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T17:54:49.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritating colleague part3</title><content type='html'>I plan to talk to u face to face&lt;br /&gt;stop to be suspicious, over sensitive on my reaction..&lt;br /&gt;I was too busy recently, and U become my another burden&lt;br /&gt;as i have to avoid u, answer ur phone &amp;amp; clarify i don't have such intention...&lt;br /&gt;It is so irritating to keep hearing from u in MSN.. That's why i BLOCK u..&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, u found out...&lt;br /&gt;and ask me to promise treat u as normal friend..&lt;br /&gt;How could you expect me to treat u as normal since you confess to me before.&lt;br /&gt;as you keep pestering me on MSN, keep telling me sth weird. whereas, i was busy like hell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should i do?&lt;br /&gt;If you are not my colleague, i will straight away ask u stay away from me..&lt;br /&gt;But u are! and even so close to my other colleagues..&lt;br /&gt;That's why u understand what am i doing recently, and keep showing ur "concern" to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have boyfriend.. and i don't wish to let him know..&lt;br /&gt;I hope u can respect my bf and myself...&lt;br /&gt;I afraid we will become enemy to each other 1 day as this is a secret between us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will be disattracted from me later as new pretty colleagues come in...&lt;br /&gt;Wish myself good luck...&lt;br /&gt;and have a good YEAR...HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-116755854667059569?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/116755854667059569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=116755854667059569' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/116755854667059569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/116755854667059569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2006/12/irritating-colleague-part3.html' title='Irritating colleague part3'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-116378079363557119</id><published>2006-11-18T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:32:05.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>吓死我了</title><content type='html'>During lunch hour, I get a call from my colleague today. He asked me why i looked pale recently.&lt;br /&gt;and keep rushing from 1 place to another place.&lt;br /&gt;Then he said he left something at my desk. I tot is sth like snack, then i jus simply answer "oh".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i back to the office, out of my surprise, i found there is a Yu Ren Shen paper bag.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what inside? is Xue yan 雪燕..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily my colleagues arnd din ask much...i quickly wrote him an email to reject this gift.&lt;br /&gt;By lefting the bird nest in security room as demanded by him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the email he wrote to me:&lt;br /&gt;I just want to mention here again, I never even want to disturb you and try to steal your love form your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;I just wish you can allow me to treat you as good friend or as my younger sister.&lt;br /&gt;The thing I given to you is not valuable but it’s truly came from somebody inside heart with pure &amp; honest and totally without any other purpose.&lt;br /&gt;If you still cannot accept it at all, please do a big favor for me; please leave it to security room. I will pickup from there later finish office hour. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;In this case, I never regret about it  which it has totally go wrong since I had been try my best to be honest to you from beginning.&lt;br /&gt;“Love one people doest means we want to occupy him/her “ “Truly love one people are always wishing he/her have happiness in their life.”&lt;br /&gt;I don not know and also cannot predict what will happen to me after this second, may be I will disappear in this world. But I know I can allow me to appreciate and treat people I meet and I like with my hones with the care as much as possible without any expectation from them. Just as simple like that.&lt;br /&gt;Now day human relationship is too much complicated, I don’t want becomes one of them.&lt;br /&gt;When I have my last breath within my life, I will calling my happiness memory from my parent , my family ,my sister brother and also the people I been love, people I been like and people I been meet in all the country during my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your time to read it.&lt;br /&gt;Please take care yourself and have a nice weekend too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-116378079363557119?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/116378079363557119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=116378079363557119' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/116378079363557119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/116378079363557119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title='吓死我了'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-116204498561779294</id><published>2006-10-28T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T22:23:21.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puteri</title><content type='html'>Soundtrack of Puteri Gunung Ledang..&lt;br /&gt;SOunds nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PUTERI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melangkah ke dunia yang jauh berbeza &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Melambai merah mentari yang kian pudar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ke manakah haluan yang kurenangi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ku dihanyut gelombang jangan tenggelam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tiada ku lupa tanah asalku jua &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Asam garam menjadi teman setia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ku ingin terbang tinggi bagaikan bidadari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mendakap impian yang hanya mimpi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Impian puteri indah seribu mimpi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ku menanti mu di mahligai realiti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh... puteri indah selaut kasih &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ku menanti mu di realiti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will sing thing song in my next Karaoke gathering..&lt;br /&gt;then nobody will fight for mike with me.. obviously, they dunno how to sing...wahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: do they any nice person could teach me how to upload this mp3 into the blog???&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. Thanks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-116204498561779294?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/116204498561779294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=116204498561779294' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/116204498561779294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/116204498561779294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2006/10/puteri.html' title='Puteri'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-116186938417235670</id><published>2006-10-26T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:33:47.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessed??!!</title><content type='html'>OMG..... my colleague confessed to me today...&lt;br /&gt;he said.. when he meet me he started have the feeling of SAYANG me....&lt;br /&gt;He asked me dun think him as a weirdo..&lt;br /&gt;he just wanted to let me know instead of hide his feeling because he is a direct person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said dun feel surprise if he bought me things..when he think of me, he will buy the things for me.And he emphasized he dun have any intention to ruin my relationship wif bf... he won't allow himself to do this oso.. What the HELL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just join in 3 months.. how he know me much???!!&lt;br /&gt;I dun even have any impression on meet him b3fore. but he claimed i smile at him several times ard he always recall back how i was there. He said becoz of me he choose to be here and rejected other better offers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st during he came to interview, 2nd at CM there...&lt;br /&gt;Walao, you thought we are in drama mer? i juz smile politely when seeing strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretending i am calm when he utter some strange words to me..&lt;br /&gt;I dunno his words could be believed or not.. So odd to hear that he mentioned he wish to take care of me..however not necessary to be his gf. This is the 1st time i heard about...&lt;br /&gt;And i never know i am that charming....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shld cry or laugh?? nobody know.. and i keep it as secret well....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-116186938417235670?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/116186938417235670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=116186938417235670' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/116186938417235670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/116186938417235670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2006/10/confessed.html' title='Confessed??!!'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-116186773068571401</id><published>2006-10-26T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:02:10.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed call again~</title><content type='html'>Recently dunno what kind of luck i met...&lt;br /&gt;My life become more "interesting" than ever..&lt;br /&gt;nearly everday got missed call from a Malay or few... i wonder..&lt;br /&gt;when i sms back try to declare my innocent, he/she like can't understand what i meant...&lt;br /&gt;I guess they wrongly thought i am the gal they want to know with..and i wonder how come my phone num was exposed without my knowledge...@_-.&lt;br /&gt;I asked my bf to call back. The caller immediately hang up the phone without let my bf explain..&lt;br /&gt;I decided to ignore them... si bei wuliao.. and i am so innocent.. why should i bear with this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 21 now going to be 22 soon, suppose won't get those wuliao miss call anymore..Aiyaya..&lt;br /&gt;hope u guys be mature a bit, xiao didi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-116186773068571401?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/116186773068571401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=116186773068571401' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/116186773068571401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/116186773068571401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2006/10/missed-call-again.html' title='Missed call again~'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-115751980218420337</id><published>2006-09-06T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T13:16:42.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gold medal ceremony</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/HPIM1152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/HPIM1152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-115751980218420337?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/115751980218420337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=115751980218420337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/115751980218420337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/115751980218420337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2006/09/gold-medal-ceremony.html' title='gold medal ceremony'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-115625707751983107</id><published>2006-08-22T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T22:31:17.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 day PSDM course by KT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/HPMT%2014-16%20Aug%2006%2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/HPMT%2014-16%20Aug%2006%2001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/HPMT%2014-16%20Aug%2006%2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/HPMT%2014-16%20Aug%2006%2005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; attended a 3-day course. Learn about problem solving &amp;amp; decision making. Hope i could fully utilize the KT in my works be more effective. These are the misc group members..the white mahjong papers on the wall are our ideas to solve the case studies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-115625707751983107?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/115625707751983107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=115625707751983107' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/115625707751983107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/115625707751983107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2006/08/3-day-psdm-course-by-kt.html' title='3 day PSDM course by KT'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-115604119866920523</id><published>2006-08-20T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T10:33:18.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teambuilding in Sentosa part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/HPIM0122.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/HPIM0122.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guess what? was handkerchief game.. kindergarten game ya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/HPIM0139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is their way to welcome a new comer, but how come he looked so sad &amp; funny???!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/HPIM0149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's have group photo! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Conclusion: a wonderful teambuilding~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, back to work again... My boss have more troubles to worry now..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/27870607-115604119866920523?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/115604119866920523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=115604119866920523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/115604119866920523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/115604119866920523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2006/08/teambuilding-in-sentosa-part-ii.html' title='Teambuilding in Sentosa part II'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-115544676224115115</id><published>2006-08-13T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T13:36:22.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teambuilding in Sentosa</title><content type='html'>Had been a long time didn't update my blog...Busy like Hell recently.&lt;br /&gt;Today my boyfriend has to attend a HACCP course, then I am free to update some thoughts and pictures here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here come my teambuilding pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/HPIM0153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Beside me is my boss (with cap &amp; white shirt), I must admit he is the most handsome among so many singapore managers... Don't feel jealous, we call him "ironman" he is so fit~~ my colleagues like to make fun of him by asking him to wear a short short pant... The one who is right beside me is the big bro (most experience &amp;amp; gonna become manager soon) of Malaysia Quality dept who is really taking care me a lot. He is handsome of the legend... cut the story short, he went to UTM interview students before, and my coursemates said he is quite handsome..He still single, any SA girl interest?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Right beside the "handsome of legend" is my colleague whose cub just next beside me.. He is a vegeterian, has a very healthy look, he is very helpful and generous in sharing, he read a lot of books, i must said he is knowledeable, even my boss also praise him in front of me...The girl beside him is my mentor, i called her 师姐..She is an iban, btw she dunno mandarin.. very gentle girl.. The guy in multiple line shirt soon will be my partner, looked like a good man... The girl beside him is a senior engineer, don't play play, this is my 1st time to meet her here.. very funny lady..haha. The squating guy just quit..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pictures, pictures&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/HPIM0073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Boss helped us to take the pic, he said we just perfectly matched..(shh.. dun let my bf know about this).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/HPIM0076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We were having a picnic there.. You see so many foods...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dunno why keep fail to upload pics.. will update it once blogger get back to normal~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-115544676224115115?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/115544676224115115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=115544676224115115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/115544676224115115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/115544676224115115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2006/08/teambuilding-in-sentosa.html' title='Teambuilding in Sentosa'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-115358488239262134</id><published>2006-07-22T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T00:14:51.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Add oil, Yzene</title><content type='html'>Life is not easy anymore.&lt;br /&gt;It is not as easy as study life... There're a lot of things we need to beware&lt;br /&gt;Else, anytime we might backstabbed by someone.&lt;br /&gt;I considered very lucky here, at least office politic is not that serious in M'sia..&lt;br /&gt;I must admit my colleagues are nice to work with..&lt;br /&gt;For them, i just a little girl who is so innocent, stupid and don't know a lot of things...&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to learn from them, and indeed they gave a me a lot of opportunities to learn the new things. Sometimes i will feel embarassing too, if i made some troubles to them...:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently happen some issues in my products.. the CM purge the certain supplier part and onhold for production. They are waiting my disposition on those failure parts. Suddenly i found my existance and value in this comp. From the advices i get, i learned more now and it is much easier and faster to learn from mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day i was sad to hear about one of my partner from CM complained about my unproffesional email writing that causes misunderstanding between me and her. After my senior's declaration, and my initiative in making our relationship become better, she is much easier to work with now. She said she can't blame me because i still need some times to cope with, furthurmore i don't have good guidance from my Sg counterpart. As the result, i knocked the walls and hurt myself~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next friday, we will have a teambuilding session. We.. the team will  picnic at Singapore Sentosa. It is free!! I unwilling to picnic under the hot weather, at 1st i wish to reject, bt my colleagues rope me in.. bo bian.. just apply more sun block that daylah.. Those guys intention were looking gals in bikini...u thought i don't know u well?? hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-115358488239262134?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/115358488239262134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=115358488239262134' title='109 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/115358488239262134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/115358488239262134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2006/07/add-oil-yzene.html' title='Add oil, Yzene'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>109</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-115185282489406809</id><published>2006-07-02T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T23:14:10.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>防狼器</title><content type='html'>什么东西我在的时候你不用带，&lt;br /&gt;我不在的时候你要带？？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是我亲爱的男友给我的欠扁问答题。&lt;br /&gt;我百思不解，他一直要我猜。。我就随便应酬下。。&lt;br /&gt;猜雨伞，钱。。我甚至连枪都想说了。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最后他拿出黑黑的东西交到我的手上--就是这个，我的问题有这么难猜咩？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/Picture%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;防狼器。。&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;想都没想过，他竟然会送我这个。。而且还跑遍各地寻找.                          送之前还搞什么欠扁题。。实在是花心思。。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;哎哟，真的是感动死了~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;冲，我会小心的啦。。希望我不会用上。。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-115185282489406809?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/115185282489406809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=115185282489406809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/115185282489406809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/115185282489406809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='防狼器'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-115185183124031307</id><published>2006-07-02T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T22:50:31.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My cubicle..hmm, my colleague cubicle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/HPIM3625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/HPIM3625.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumpang my colleague's cubicle,&lt;br /&gt;I am sitting in front of his. His is more completed with all the equipments.&lt;br /&gt;Became a model is not easy, you have to face the camera with profesional smile waiting for the most satisfy shoot.&lt;br /&gt;finally, they choose the best of my pic for my presentation slide.&lt;br /&gt;But i still think this is the best among the rest.&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-115185183124031307?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/115185183124031307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=115185183124031307' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/115185183124031307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/115185183124031307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-cubiclehmm-my-colleague-cubicle.html' title='My cubicle..hmm, my colleague cubicle'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-115121892413845372</id><published>2006-06-25T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T15:02:04.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just want drop something here</title><content type='html'>So many inputs to me recently..&lt;br /&gt;My little brain full with a lot of new things...&lt;br /&gt;Regarding my roles and responsibilities to my job.&lt;br /&gt;What should i know, what should i suppose to know,&lt;br /&gt;What should i know something that is actually i don't need to know.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly understand WHat i dunno actually i dunno then i will know later with gaining experiences from works later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very appreciate everyone in the company, my managers, colleagues from same department and other dept, Singapore counterparts etc..&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate the working environment here.. everyone tell me how lucky am i, as a fresh grad i able to get a position in this very good comp.&lt;br /&gt;Colleagues here are young, nice, friendly and fun to work with. but the biggest problem is they like to spend their money in high expenses places like taking lunch at JUSCO and go to sing K untill 1am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/200/DSCN4170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Celebrated my senior (green)'s bday in redbox &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a poor girl m i, i was forced to follow them, else i will be boycotted. hehe..Actually they are indeed nice lah.. I very lucky.. i should stress again. What a relieve within 4 weeks, i can becum that close with them. I can't do that in any place u know? only this company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i wonder why.. i feel that worry again..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i always with those seniors and singapore counterpart (senior eng, principle eng), i always heard them condemn on my mentors and system.&lt;br /&gt;They are such a motivator to me.. In this case, i know what should i do to improve my value add. In another way round, they are stressing me not to let them down over my performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Malaysia manager always share his value to us.. especially when i sit beside him along the way frm Sg to Jb or on the way to Mc donald ( he treat us ooo, 1 more gossip is his basic pay is in Sing dollar arnd 10k)&lt;br /&gt;He always mention: I can be very nice and could be nasty sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;few people kena by him already. i dunno When is my time come to him.. Hope i am able to avoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit i m abit dumb dumb1.. dunno how my colleagues look on me..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thet's the best to them, seems i looked harmless for them..&lt;br /&gt;But i wish to do my best to help them out..&lt;br /&gt;I wish i can do something to impress them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of my coursemate had started to work.&lt;br /&gt;I am lucky, although i m just a little second upper grad.&lt;br /&gt;However, i able to get myself in this kind of comp, somemore becum an engineer..&lt;br /&gt;Everyone of us that eager to learn things..&lt;br /&gt;I think i should buck up more in order not getting lose with others.&lt;br /&gt;I think i have the power to prove them, i can do well too with so-so result..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for having everything.. is that blessful to having that many of motivators...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-114872607193373300</id><published>2006-05-27T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T18:34:33.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny 弟弟自拍记</title><content type='html'>My brother took my handphone and take some funny pictures on himself..&lt;br /&gt;He looked so idiotful.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He will kill me if he get to know i put his pictures in my blog..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/Picture%2828%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/200/Picture%2828%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" 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href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2006/05/funny.html' title='Funny 弟弟自拍记'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-114854665160719447</id><published>2006-05-25T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T16:47:17.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Donate Rm5 induced quarrel with Mother</title><content type='html'>Funny news right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just donated Rm5 for an india woman, and my mum keep scolding me for almost 30 minutes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep nagging untill non-stop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;claming that i am too naive and stupid to be cheated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit i am too soft to reject people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but Rm5 notes wasn't a big deal right? Wad can you buy with Rm5? a meal?  a drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oklah, i won't doante anymore to any people that around me adn persuading me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get the lesson before get the nag~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid me!!!!!!!!!! frustrated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After calming down, i really think i am really stupid to believe her..&lt;br /&gt;Really stupid...白痴+大笨蛋+幼稚...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i am lucky haven't been hurt yet by that cheater..&lt;br /&gt;Really fortunate ya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Nagging haven't end yet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-114854665160719447?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/114854665160719447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=114854665160719447' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/114854665160719447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/114854665160719447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2006/05/donate-rm5-induced-quarrel-with-mother.html' title='Donate Rm5 induced quarrel with Mother'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-114839163627210030</id><published>2006-05-23T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T00:16:48.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Genting Trip</title><content type='html'>Soon, I will start to work..&lt;br /&gt;Soon, I am just like all the workers out there....&lt;br /&gt;keep complaining boring working life, hard earn money, relationship with colleagues, etc..&lt;br /&gt;As a creative person am I, I wish I am not gonna do routine work everyday ...&lt;br /&gt;I will do my best to make my life become more interesting than others just like what i did in my school life~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, back to the topic...&lt;br /&gt;Ya, I just having my genting trip with my boyfriend on last Sunday.. It was a wonderful trip..&lt;br /&gt;I just realised how good my legs are..( Hehe, if compare to my bf's..) We walk a lot during the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We board the bus at almost 12am.. The bus was supposed arrive at 11.30pm.. It was late.. and the seat that supposed reserve for us already occupied. Then "bo bian", we have to sit right after the driver....We hardly to sleep in bus although both of us were really tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in Genting about 5.15pm..&lt;br /&gt;And i realised there were a lot just like us.. That early to reach Genting and do nothing....&lt;br /&gt;We just wandered around, and keep planning where should we take pics later (Although all failed later), keep notice whether the bus terminal started operate... Finally, we sat down for bread and milk.. however, our stomach were full of gas under low pressure environment.. The "David Wong"大胃王 like us were totally defeated by this situation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered last time i was blocked by the guard of 1st world casino due to my birthday not reach yet.. This time i decided to enter the casino again and i taught they won't block me again without suspicious. Since there are many people thought i looked mature due to my height, but how come those guard are so sceptic in my age.. I was once again blocked by the guard and asked for my IC... hey.. i am 22 this year ok?? ENCIK guard! My bf then with an unbelivable look and tell me i suppose to be glad~^$#^&amp;(&amp;amp;% I looked that old mer???&lt;br /&gt;It was about 7 sth in the morning.. and we found there are a lot of gamble addicts in the casino.. This is another amazing scene to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting, we grabbing some opportunities to take the pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Yzene/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Yzene/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/100_6547.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 268px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/100_6547.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very blur...we asked wrong guy to help us take the picture. we are in front of 1st world hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/100_6552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/100_6552.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;孤独浪子on the road..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/100_6553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 295px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/100_6553.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I looked so odd~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/100_6549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/100_6549.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flowers in Genting Highland.. The best picture i ever had in Genting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the outdoor theme park was opened for public..&lt;br /&gt;We are lucky to play all game without waiting...&lt;br /&gt;For warming, we start to play small size roller coaster.. It is quite exciting and i won't skip from keep screaming. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/genting_ridepass_child_sml.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/genting_ridepass_child_sml.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really dizzy for this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Next, we became a racer in a mini racing park. I was unlucky to get a slowest racing car.. boring~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/genting_ridepass_adult_sml.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/genting_ridepass_adult_sml.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Space shot... really scary.. The scariest game i think.. While my bf think this is the best~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/8590%2C1132147526%2C1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/8590%2C1132147526%2C1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After scariest, we went to relax in Matahari.. At the same time, we regret for this really slow game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/corkcrew2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/corkcrew2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Corkscrew...not exciting anymore after space shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/dinosaurland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/dinosaurland.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A good place for kids.. and so do us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/genting2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/genting2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flying coaster.. the best game i ever played before.. It's like we are flying.. I screamed a lot for that~:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad for 4D movie, move with no reason.. then got water spray on us.. Then the movie was over!!! Wasting money~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed to visit the Ripleys's museum, a lot of unbelivable stuff were exhibited.&lt;br /&gt;Left not much of time, we quickly take some pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/100_6554.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 292px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/100_6554.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in a giant chair, i looked so tiny..wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/100_6555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/100_6555.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/100_6556.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/100_6556.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckiest chair that was made of golden horse hoofs... belive or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/100_6557.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/100_6557.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Behind us is a car that with full of coins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/100_6558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/100_6558.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know u r macho lah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/100_6560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/100_6560.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who is gonna be my hero to save me out from big shark teeth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/100_6561.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/100_6561.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In front of space adventure~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/100_6562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/100_6562.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With the fog~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/100_6563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/100_6563.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in the Dinasourland~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/100_6564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/100_6564.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haha, funny ler~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/100_6565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/100_6565.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last picture.. pitifully we are dark in this picture can't see our face clearly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion, it is a wonderful trip...&lt;br /&gt;too few of pictures we took... I am looking forward for next trip yo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-114839163627210030?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/114839163627210030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=114839163627210030' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/114839163627210030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/114839163627210030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-genting-trip.html' title='My Genting Trip'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-114811455136092233</id><published>2006-05-20T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T16:44:09.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A pizza for yesterday!!</title><content type='html'>Intend to make a pizza by myself one, but in the end i still need my mum to do it..&lt;br /&gt;and i am just a helper at this time.. sienz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, with my helping, the taste of pizza was improved much than before...&lt;br /&gt;especially its pasty. It is crispy and tasty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We keep looking for a better receipe to do it.. Eventually we add all the best ideas and do it our own..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The receipe is like below..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasty:&lt;br /&gt;plain flour                180g&lt;br /&gt;margerine/butter  1 soupspoon&lt;br /&gt;salt                           1/4 teaspoon&lt;br /&gt;sugar                        1 teaspoon&lt;br /&gt;yeast                        2 teaspoon&lt;br /&gt;fresh milk                90ml/1/3 cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topping:&lt;br /&gt;tomato ketchup                                      dun too thick n thin&lt;br /&gt;green papper( cut into small pieces)    half piece&lt;br /&gt;red chili (small pieces)                           1 piece&lt;br /&gt;chicken in small pieces                           2-5 slices&lt;br /&gt;mushroom (small pieces)                      6 pieces&lt;br /&gt;Onion (cut into small slices)                  half piece&lt;br /&gt;Mozzarella cheese                                  125g&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mix well the ingredients for Pasty and leave the dough for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;2. Grease butter on a roasting pan and spread dough on pan.&lt;br /&gt;3. Spread tomato ketchup, make sure it cover all the surface of dough, dun too thick or too thin.&lt;br /&gt;4. Spread the papper,chili, chicken, muchrooms, onion over the dough.&lt;br /&gt;5. Bake on medium flame for 7 minutes and low flame for 5 minutes. Take the pan out and finally spread the chesses on it. Then bake for 3 minutes again.&lt;br /&gt;6. Ready to eat loh~~~Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/Picture%2829%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/Picture%2829%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So bad for my photography skill and my poor handphone photography function!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-114811455136092233?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/114811455136092233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=114811455136092233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/114811455136092233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/114811455136092233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2006/05/pizza-for-yesterday.html' title='A pizza for yesterday!!'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-114786067859587229</id><published>2006-05-17T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T18:12:35.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A message from Mr Alphabate</title><content type='html'>My dear junior,&lt;br /&gt;we have graduated now, and i don't think we&lt;br /&gt;will meet again. this should be a last long&lt;br /&gt;speech of mine, which i was waiting to spill out.&lt;br /&gt;among your coursemates, you are 1 of the few whom&lt;br /&gt;i had the chance of really getting to know.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to PESAT i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;let me re-cap a little... yes, you were that&lt;br /&gt;hot attractive girl in many people's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;everytime you walk by, people will be as me about&lt;br /&gt;you. who you are? are you available? but this is&lt;br /&gt;not really good, because people were only lusting&lt;br /&gt;over your physical body most of the time. i'm&lt;br /&gt;sorry but this was the truth. this is why i&lt;br /&gt;always urged you not to expose yourself at any&lt;br /&gt;point. you never know how many people was spying.&lt;br /&gt;i would feel sick if someone was to sexually&lt;br /&gt;admire or describe poeple that i care. you will&lt;br /&gt;be shocked to know just how many. yes you're&lt;br /&gt;attractive. i might be weird at this point not&lt;br /&gt;admiring but i'm happy to have a different view.&lt;br /&gt;i see as a child, naive and innocent at times.&lt;br /&gt;longing to grow, longing to learn and longing to&lt;br /&gt;be loved. i'm not saying that you're childish,&lt;br /&gt;but the child inside of you is whom i know.&lt;br /&gt;i was very aware that you need a partner and i&lt;br /&gt;always hoped you'll find him as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;but the time is not set by us. this boy friend&lt;br /&gt;right now, does he really love you? are you&lt;br /&gt;really in love? you are emotional, especially if&lt;br /&gt;the guy is caring. but if you want a life long&lt;br /&gt;relationship, you have to go very detail. you&lt;br /&gt;always wanted someone elder, stronger, more&lt;br /&gt;matured, who can take care of you, help you and&lt;br /&gt;guide you everything. do you know this can lead&lt;br /&gt;to a unbalanced relationship? i dun know the&lt;br /&gt;situation now, but i sincerely hope things are&lt;br /&gt;fine.&lt;br /&gt;i know i have changed alot since my incident&lt;br /&gt;with JXXXX - i'm no longer that hotshot president&lt;br /&gt;anymore. but there are things that do not change,&lt;br /&gt;like my concern for you all. though you have done&lt;br /&gt;alot lately, but i can still forgive bcoz you&lt;br /&gt;never saw the big picture.&lt;br /&gt;you remember our trip to sabah? can you imagine&lt;br /&gt;jXXXX and i had our last fight just the night&lt;br /&gt;before our flight? throughout the trip, i wasn't&lt;br /&gt;just not sad, i had no emotions or thoughts over&lt;br /&gt;the matter. pretty cool right? you must be&lt;br /&gt;thinking i never really loved her right? nope,i&lt;br /&gt;loved her very much, but that time i already&lt;br /&gt;decided not to move on. I was a master in&lt;br /&gt;balancing emotions during that trip, but i felt&lt;br /&gt;it when we went for souvenirs. no matter how&lt;br /&gt;strong we are, there will be a down fall. what&lt;br /&gt;goes up, must come down.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i'm gonna miss anyone of you :) i&lt;br /&gt;hope the same for you all also. but in time of&lt;br /&gt;need, don't hassitate on calling me. Goodbye....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i wish to reply him on what my feeling toward him, I wish to give him some advices.. but i afraid once i reply to him, i will get a lot of harassments in return as he did to others. He changed a lot.. or maybe his real character was just exposed, he just too good to cover them in last 2 years.. I wonder was him true in his message.. For me, he is just another weirdo who we should stay far far far away from him... Take my advice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-114786067859587229?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/114786067859587229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=114786067859587229' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/114786067859587229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/114786067859587229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2006/05/message-from-mr-alphabate.html' title='A message from Mr Alphabate'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-114785892396239501</id><published>2006-05-17T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T17:53:59.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Italy is in group E!!</title><content type='html'>The 4 teams in group E are Italy, Czech, United States and an african country which i forgot its english name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italy normally known as strong team which has big chance to win for next round.. But at the same time, they are facing their teamplayers are older compare to other teams. Not only the physical problem they may encounter and also this make its competitors easy to get themselves over the way the italian play the ball. I wonder is that a risk for the Italy future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started fond of Czech during his last play at Euro in 2004. Their Spirit leader Pavel Nedved come out of retirement to help his team. I love the feeling of watching each team player being that united under his leading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/SYK/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/images396440_31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/images396440_31.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bravo for him, Nedved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;However, there are many people predict the performance of US would be not bad too. US has been improving and sending strong team at the recent World Cup tournaments. If the Nedved is Czech team spirit, Then Freddy Adu would be the one for US.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/freddyadu2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/freddyadu2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I dunno him either....honestly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;For ITALY, my best team player would be the Defender Alessendro Nesta~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/Alessandro_Nesta-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/Alessandro_Nesta-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG, He looked so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;I know i looked liked an idiot now~Defenders are important to the team ok? undeniable!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, who will go on the next round?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-114785892396239501?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/114785892396239501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=114785892396239501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/114785892396239501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/114785892396239501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2006/05/italy-is-in-group-e.html' title='Italy is in group E!!'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-114777069997351690</id><published>2006-05-16T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T17:13:38.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World cup is around the corner!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/ita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/ita.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My favourite football team--- ITALY.. That's due to The handsome guy in 6---&gt;Nesta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-114777069997351690?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/114777069997351690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=114777069997351690' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/114777069997351690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/114777069997351690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2006/05/world-cup-is-around-corner.html' title='World cup is around the corner!!'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-114759732427287055</id><published>2006-05-14T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T17:08:24.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was "kacau"ed by this num 019-6171257</title><content type='html'>A strange guy keep disturbing me by miss call..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/defaul1.0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/defaul1.0.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I taught he was calling wrong number at first, i do not take much of notice in miss call,unless i know the person who call me. Else, i won't respond to it. Then second time again, i taught i was too slow to pick up his phone. So, i decided to miss call him back... I think it was a wrong move, since he start to know i get notice to his number already and thought i am interest/anxious who is him. But, actually i ever bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, i mean today. i get his call again. i din recognize his number, so i picked up his call without too much of hesitation. Ok, this time, he not put his phone down anymore, instead he let me listen to the music... It is not very clear.. But i still can get the means of the lyrics with "...I love you" PERVERT!! I dunno which song was that... I keep saying "Hello.." and later he hanged up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within a minute, he called me again..This time, i can hear some noices.I wonder it was his mumbling or breath.. few seconds later he hanged up the phone again. Although i was kinda curious which weirdo is him, but i remain my principle for not calling back or sms back.. Once you respond to them, they are getting more happy and will do a lot of strange things to you again..( recently, encounter too many weirdo, i start have some experiences.. haha). Luckily, he didn't call me again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/bad-cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/bad-cat.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                            Nananana....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NANANANA, not fun ler.. i won't repond 2 u d&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been a long time not receiving such strange call.. and we all now are growing up, who else do this kind of stupid things again? I wonder....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was that Mr. alphabate??? i suspect~&lt;br /&gt;He has bad record.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-114759732427287055?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/114759732427287055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=114759732427287055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/114759732427287055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/114759732427287055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-was-kacaued-by-this-num-019-6171257.html' title='I was &quot;kacau&quot;ed by this num 019-6171257'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-114758388180985171</id><published>2006-05-14T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T13:21:10.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The history</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/Picture%2812%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/Picture%2812%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/1600/Picture%2813%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5544/2942/320/Picture%2813%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hostel room in UTM..&lt;br /&gt;i was staying in the kolej 12 and now is known as Kolej Datin SRI ENDON ( wonder am i spell correctly,oops)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a history!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-114758388180985171?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/114758388180985171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=114758388180985171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/114758388180985171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/114758388180985171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2006/05/history.html' title='The history'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-114735644565669056</id><published>2006-05-11T20:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T13:15:34.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Consulted the MAGUANG chinese traditional doctor 马光中医</title><content type='html'>Never think to get myself into any chinese traditional clinic. We started to know about maguang is from my brother. He is an outstanding ASEAN scholar. He has been very active in assignments and some interesting tournaments, he needed to sit in front of the computer for very long time and sometimes maybe had to bear untill midnight. His health was alarmed by some signals which are unrecognized by the western medical science. That was 亚健康, a very new disease that could only be diagnosed by chinese traditional doctors. A disease that's happen to patient between healthy and  unhealthy. The signals are like always feel dizzy, sorethroat and no appetite with no reasons. Because of my brother experience with chinese traditional science, and obviously his condition has been improved. Hence, i give myself a try..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a serious problem over my dark circles. It is getting serious, especially during the time i was rushing for thesis. I start to encounter this kind of problem when i was in secondary school. With no reasons since my sleeping time is satisfied, i have quality sleep always. My skin is more to yellow white instead of red healthy color. That's what always a real torment to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A decision to consult the CT doctor is correct, at least i know what problem makes my dark circles so stubborn. Yeah, obviously is due to anemic that makes me easily to feel cold as well.&lt;br /&gt;She gave me a week of medicine for day and night consumption~ However, when i receive the medic, i was avoided to be shocked!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/Picture21.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                        oh my god! That's a lot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/SYK/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/SYK/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/Picture24.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                              See! What is inside... all medicines are in small packages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;How was  the taste of it? hehe, it is so "nice" as i think, i believe the sweetness will come after we experience the bitter... Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to become a red face healthy lady.. and say bye bye to dark circles!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;p/s: actually those eye gel that sold in market are useless regarding to doctors~ omg, i had spent alot for that~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-114735644565669056?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/114735644565669056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=114735644565669056' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/114735644565669056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/114735644565669056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2006/05/consulted-maguang-chinese-traditional_11.html' title='Consulted the MAGUANG chinese traditional doctor 马光中医'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870607.post-114727247832110040</id><published>2006-05-10T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T22:47:58.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why i start to have my own blog?</title><content type='html'>Well, actually i have a blog under msn space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think i need some piracy for myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are too much of people are added in my msn without my furthur knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just like friendster, where when someone added u and u think that's ur friend but actually he/she is not.. then u just leave it, bla, blabla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or someone who is not close wif you and added u, then they never say something with u when he/she online..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or someone who is very busybody, after they see something over the blog.. become so sensitive and keep asking curiously.. that's so annoying~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion...&lt;br /&gt;I just want to write what i want to write..&lt;br /&gt;THis would be a place i belong to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcomed to keep visiting my blog,&lt;br /&gt;It is a place depicts about my dull life, people around me, my feeling, friends, my love and maybe some day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU could be one of the topic in my blog toooo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870607-114727247832110040?l=yzene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/feeds/114727247832110040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870607&amp;postID=114727247832110040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/114727247832110040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870607/posts/default/114727247832110040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yzene.blogspot.com/2006/05/why-i-start-to-have-my-own-blog.html' title='Why i start to have my own blog?'/><author><name>Yzene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08406940792143453574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b204/yzene/HPIM1190.jpg?t=1165069911'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
