<?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-8490020095682119249</id><updated>2011-08-02T03:26:33.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now that I'm here I'm gettin my shine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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早安,亲爱的！”压抑着自己思念你的情绪，冷漠的回答你，有时还拿忙碌当借口，不回应你，亲爱的，其实我再忙也放不下你啊。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心里却多么渴望收到你的信息，听到你的声音。有想我吗？ 看你渐渐离去的身影，我已不能肯定我对你的重要性。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到你和我说你辞职了。。。要离开我的身边了，不再是说分开却还能时时联络了的人了。我知道，我们的关系真正要结束了。。。做的很好，亲爱的！ 就是要这样，我才可以真正放下你啊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;上个星期，我病了，医生让我在家睡了两天，之后回到公司，堆积如山的工作让我无法呼吸；排得密密麻麻的行程，填满我的每一秒钟。我不可能还有闲空想你。。我不可能。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但如果不是想你，我又为何在这一秒感到如此的寂寞？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的思路，变得无章，乱七八糟。。。&lt;br /&gt;我的文字，变得无理，难以理解。。。&lt;br /&gt;我的心房，变得空洞。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想你真的不会想我了。。。不然怎么可以五天都不找我。。。。原来我只是因为你五天来的冷漠而感到寂寞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可笑的我。。。。亲爱的，我自己都快要无法承受自己这样下去了&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-390392478104932102?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/390392478104932102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=390392478104932102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/390392478104932102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/390392478104932102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='寂寞'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-5496778598876313602</id><published>2010-03-21T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T18:21:26.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>喜欢的原因</title><content type='html'>记得有一天，我问你喜欢我什么？ &lt;br /&gt;你是这样说的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“好吧对你说实话吧&lt;br /&gt;我都不知道我具体喜欢你什么，我只知道，和你在一起的时间是过得最快的，每天都会不自觉的想起你，脑袋里，全是你的影子！喜欢听你说话，喜欢在一起的感觉 喜欢你什么都听我哒，喜欢你的一切！包括你的优点和缺点”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我没有和你说过喜欢你&lt;br /&gt;当然不会告诉你喜欢你的原因&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我喜欢你能逗我笑，喜欢你在我想说话是静静聆听，在我不想说话时说话给我听。喜欢你可以包容我的坏脾气，喜欢你能喜欢我的不温柔。喜欢你在我做错事时，轻声地说，没事，有我在。喜欢你因为要陪我每个星期都不出门。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想起第一次遇见你，我没给你好脸色，语气也很不好，可是你还是用很好的态度对我。 &lt;br /&gt;你说因为认识我才知道什么叫思念， 你说让我开心是你每天重要的任务，如果我不能开心， 你就要和我一起难过。 你说。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说的太多。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;分开的第四天，你问我这么快就学会独立吗？ 我说在学。 &lt;br /&gt;你打来，我还是接了，因为太想念你，因为想听听你的声音。&lt;br /&gt;你不发一语，我一样的没好气的问，怎么打来不发一语？ 找我有事吗？&lt;br /&gt;你说，只是想听听我的声音。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在的我没办法不想你，只能试着不找你。&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的，可能这并不是爱情，我们只是依恋对方而已。&lt;br /&gt;有一天我们都会习惯没有彼此的生活，或是有别的人代替彼此在心目中的地位。。。&lt;br /&gt;我只有相信没有什么是过不去的。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-5496778598876313602?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/5496778598876313602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=5496778598876313602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/5496778598876313602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Asking them to let me in cos i feel really unwell.And so, i sleep with them on the Sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.30pm, doctor came, i told doctor my heartache, cant breath easily,  whole body pain, feel wan to vomit. after he check everything, he gave me pill to sleep. he said is my heart problem. i need rest. i stared at him and asked," really? so i don't have any problem?" He said.. just stress. Before i leave his room, he said, girl, you are charming, don't let a guy who leave you control your emotion. Seems like he saw something from my eye. i smiled at him (instead of cry) and said " Thank You! you are so sweet" and leave the room with MC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 3rd day.i only cried once, the rest of time i keep thinking about him. i miss his voice, his face and his everything. Although i knew we will apart in the future, but never imagine this will come so fast. i still very depending on him somehow. God, give me brave to face the life without him, or send me some better man to replace him ba...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-4534793370872765464?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/4534793370872765464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=4534793370872765464' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/4534793370872765464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/4534793370872765464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2010/03/mc.html' title='MC'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-320339702686040965</id><published>2009-10-27T14:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T14:50:28.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets start from here....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CifG3bxUXMQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CifG3bxUXMQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's Start From Here - 王若琳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving up, why should I&lt;br /&gt;we've come to far to forget&lt;br /&gt;we're beautiful, we just got lost&lt;br /&gt;somewhere along the way&lt;br /&gt;so much was missing when you went away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start from here, lose the past&lt;br /&gt;change our minds, we don't need a finish line&lt;br /&gt;let's take this chance not think too deep&lt;br /&gt;of all those promises we couldn't seem to keep&lt;br /&gt;I don't care where we go&lt;br /&gt;Let's start from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;standing here face to face&lt;br /&gt;a finger on your lips&lt;br /&gt;don't say a word don't make a sound&lt;br /&gt;silence surrounds us now&lt;br /&gt;even when you were gone I felt you everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start from here, lose the past&lt;br /&gt;change our minds, we don't need a finish line&lt;br /&gt;let's take this chance not think too deep&lt;br /&gt;of all those promises we couldn't seem to keep&lt;br /&gt;I don't care where we go&lt;br /&gt;Let's start from here&lt;br /&gt;Let's start from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been the one to open up&lt;br /&gt;but you've always been the voive within&lt;br /&gt;the only warmth from my cold heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start from here, lose the past&lt;br /&gt;change our minds, we don't need a finish line&lt;br /&gt;let's take this chance not think too deep&lt;br /&gt;of all those promises&lt;br /&gt;Let's start from here, lose the past&lt;br /&gt;change our minds&lt;br /&gt;we don't need a finish line&lt;br /&gt;let's take this chance not think too deep&lt;br /&gt;of all those promises we couldn't seem to keep&lt;br /&gt;I don't care where we go&lt;br /&gt;Let's start from here&lt;br /&gt;Let's start from here&lt;br /&gt;Let's start from here&lt;br /&gt;Let's start from here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-320339702686040965?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/320339702686040965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=320339702686040965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/320339702686040965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/320339702686040965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2009/10/lets-start-from-here.html' title='Lets start from here....'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-2767237297635057079</id><published>2009-09-24T08:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T14:18:27.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>working me</title><content type='html'>just view my blog, gosh, my last title is "Life b4 graduate is all about gathering"! lolz, and now, i had graduated around 4 months! wow...4 months...! i spend around 1 n half months for job hunting, working for more than 2 months d.  For those who keep viewing my blog, i m so sorry to let u down. I guess is time to let me update my blog!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b4 graduated, i was thinking what should i do after graduate? Taking Master or Working? MMU offer a free master Course, it is a great opportunity! I ll be a master degree holder just after one year! and all i need to pay is few thousands and my hard work. my dad was encouraged me to do that. he said he was willing to support me for one more year...just because his words, i decided to working! yes, is not typo, i decided to find a job after grad. my poor dad was supporting me Unconditionally for around 24 years. n honestly, i m been a bad gal as i was spending money like water during my uni's life. i found my parents look older when i came home, i m the eldest child in my family, and i had been so selfish for those pass time.i told myself, lets stop here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i start job hunting, at 1st, it was really siok, stay at home and went to cyber cafe to surf net(i stress for FYP very long d). Jobstreet everyday...after two weeks without any call, i started worrying, really can feel that is not easy to find job. so i start simply find job,apply as many as i can, this cause me feel damn regret when they offerer me interview. i don feel wan to do that kind of job at all. the feeling is weird...n i hope i wont get this kind of feeling again...dou dou zuan zuan, finally, i found my job now. QA engineer in a resistor manufacture company! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh, nearly forgot to tell where my work place located, is SENAI...wuhuhu...this is the place where i belong,the place i grew up, the place which my best friends stay. IＬＯＶＥ MY LIFE NOW!!!  everything is great, love my job scope, love my family, love my friends! i watch movie often, lim teh v friends often, watch my favorite korea drama often! the only thing need to improve is  my income! HAHAHA..anyway, i still wan to thanks god for giving me all of this..i love u god...muaks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-2767237297635057079?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/2767237297635057079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=2767237297635057079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/2767237297635057079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/2767237297635057079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2009/09/working-me.html' 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/ShLZzQ6h8fI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Dhgyn7mo7uM/s400/4303_1105712455613_1610843322_317020_137103_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337567983124476402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/ShLYmlFhq1I/AAAAAAAAAGw/MWtv6FBPIjQ/s1600-h/DSC00406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/ShLYmlFhq1I/AAAAAAAAAGw/MWtv6FBPIjQ/s400/DSC00406.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337566665689377618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/ShLYmUJfW4I/AAAAAAAAAGo/AGsd8msCQo8/s1600-h/DSC00411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/ShLYmUJfW4I/AAAAAAAAAGo/AGsd8msCQo8/s400/DSC00411.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337566661142600578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/ShLYmcf14mI/AAAAAAAAAGg/X2etqDBGhXY/s1600-h/DSC00393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/ShLYmcf14mI/AAAAAAAAAGg/X2etqDBGhXY/s400/DSC00393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337566663383835234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/ShLYlwjILhI/AAAAAAAAAGY/mLR9P91AyrA/s1600-h/DSC00389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/ShLYlwjILhI/AAAAAAAAAGY/mLR9P91AyrA/s400/DSC00389.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337566651586457106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/ShLYllw7pbI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/BONh2iZ0cIo/s1600-h/DSC00379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/ShLYllw7pbI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/BONh2iZ0cIo/s400/DSC00379.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337566648691566002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life b4 graduate is all about gathering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/ShLXpyxhBsI/AAAAAAAAAGI/bCQ0rFpbipw/s1600-h/DSC00395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/ShLXpyxhBsI/AAAAAAAAAGI/bCQ0rFpbipw/s400/DSC00395.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337565621391525570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/ShLXp-bY9cI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Si22Nj7tPkg/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/ShLXp-bY9cI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Si22Nj7tPkg/s400/4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337565624519947714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/ShLXpuy4IMI/AAAAAAAAAF4/OjoQJI0TNYM/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/ShLXpuy4IMI/AAAAAAAAAF4/OjoQJI0TNYM/s400/1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337565620323492034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/ShLXppiKjhI/AAAAAAAAAFw/rdc5rqGncvg/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/ShLXppiKjhI/AAAAAAAAAFw/rdc5rqGncvg/s400/2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337565618911219218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/ShLXpegx3LI/AAAAAAAAAFo/RT0o4LwtOFI/s1600-h/4273_81328212608_656062608_1507092_2539082_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/ShLXpegx3LI/AAAAAAAAAFo/RT0o4LwtOFI/s400/4273_81328212608_656062608_1507092_2539082_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337565615952616626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-7627710655742046239?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/7627710655742046239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=7627710655742046239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/7627710655742046239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/7627710655742046239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2009/05/pictures.html' title='*~Pictures~*Life b4 graduate is all about gathering'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/ShLaNiA9rEI/AAAAAAAAAHg/m1xf0hZioX8/s72-c/4303_1105704495414_1610843322_316979_7321986_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-3885936996424823627</id><published>2009-05-12T17:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:00:49.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To do List</title><content type='html'>its been 4 days, i stay room and relax the feeling is great!wake up naturally everyday..finally pass my final year presentation..everything wasn't that smooth in this year, but i do believe is God want steel me...anyway, i noe there is alot of things is waiting me to do now and later...Here is my to do list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;final edit of my thesis&lt;br /&gt;cele Marilyn' birthday&lt;br /&gt;do hardcopy of thesis&lt;br /&gt;final year housemate gathering&lt;br /&gt;MMU friends's gathering&lt;br /&gt;Ex college gathering&lt;br /&gt;ex roommate gathering&lt;br /&gt;advance microprocessor final&lt;br /&gt;opto electronic final&lt;br /&gt;pack thing&lt;br /&gt;dad come n help me move back to JB&lt;br /&gt;go cut my hair( really out of shape d)&lt;br /&gt;go cut my eyebrow&lt;br /&gt;throw away my 100sth magazines( out of space)&lt;br /&gt;go my 1st interview&lt;br /&gt;do passport&lt;br /&gt;buy some new cloths for bangkok trip( terrible thinking)&lt;br /&gt;hometown friend gathering&lt;br /&gt;preparation for Bangkok trip&lt;br /&gt;go KL meet my friend,,,&lt;br /&gt;see my dentist at KL&lt;br /&gt;yeah..go bangkok&lt;br /&gt;cele siaw hui birthday&lt;br /&gt;and i hope after tat, i can found job , n start to working b4 july&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-3885936996424823627?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/3885936996424823627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=3885936996424823627' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/3885936996424823627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/3885936996424823627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-do-list.html' title='To do List'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-4218197482596524602</id><published>2009-05-04T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:44:51.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS</title><content type='html'>ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS&lt;br /&gt;Complete of this final year project would never be possible without the help and encouragement from various group of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My project supervisor, Mr Lim Tian Sze has morally supported me throughout this hard period; he taught me the correct attitude that I should have when facing problems in this project.  And I know this attitude is not only useful in engineering field’s activities but in all aspects of our daily life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Industrial Training program supervisor, the head of R&amp;D electronic line, Mr Chir Kai Chang who has allowed me to do my final year project during ITP. He has been patient and helpful to guide me step by step until finish designing the protocol. I do not only learn a lot of knowledge from him, but also strengthen my skill and knowledge in this field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMU lecture, Mr Muhammad Muslim Mansor who has providing me a lot of valuable information during designing state of this project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m also indebted to this project’s moderator, MS. Kwek Lee Chung who aided me by her inquisitive during the first part presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special note of thanks also goes to my friends Mr. Er Tsaur  Jzi, Mr. Chong Sze Siang, Mr. Chua Tze An, Mr. David Lee, Ms Marilyn and Ms Wong Xiao Chyi who helped and morally supported me throughout this hard period. Without their support, my project can hardly achieve a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, my family, their love encouragements were the main force driving me on whenever I felt tat time is ruining low. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-4218197482596524602?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/4218197482596524602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=4218197482596524602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/4218197482596524602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/4218197482596524602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2009/05/acknowledgements.html' title='ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-2917232378681212981</id><published>2009-04-17T09:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T10:08:35.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I m discharge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally, i m discharge from Pantai Hospital after staying there for 3 says, everything is good, so do not worry. B4 this, when i was sick for more than 1 week, i feel tired all the time, and cant wake up on the rite time everyday. but during the 3 days i stayed at hospital, i sleep till wan vomit. the feeling is so bad, i donnoe how to describe, maybe i stay alone there, the feeling really bad. the patien stay bside me is really sick, n makes me feel not comfortable somemore. i really don wish to stay at hospital anymore!!!!! today morning still can sense the bad feeling when i was waking up. I m really homesick now...really homesick........oh god ...bad feeling faster go away.&lt;br /&gt;heard from my sis that grandmum is not feeling well recently, is has been around 4 months i nv see her, i m miss her badly. i m really a bad grandchild, not at her side all the time,god, pls bless her all the time. i must go home next week...must..&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/8490020095682119249-2917232378681212981?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/2917232378681212981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=2917232378681212981' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/2917232378681212981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/2917232378681212981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-m-discharge.html' title='I m discharge'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-7846309194081314534</id><published>2009-04-14T09:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T09:46:11.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SICK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SePqxnhTPrI/AAAAAAAAAFg/VWuvZpx0Peo/s1600-h/hospital-bed1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SePqxnhTPrI/AAAAAAAAAFg/VWuvZpx0Peo/s400/hospital-bed1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324357322625203890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is been &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;more than a week&lt;/span&gt;...i m sick...fever on n off, everytime i tot recover d, it fever again.went to see doctor 3 times d, last nite still fever..haiz...during this whole week, i cant do anything when everyone is rushing their fyp report. i feel very very tired, and sleepy all the time!!(i sleep around 20 hours per day... ) i don wan to keep on like this, so i decide to go pantai hospital to check up later. they might ask me to stay overnite, abit gan jiong..1st time stay overnite at hospital. hope i can recover asap. friends, feel free, do come n visit me..lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-7846309194081314534?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/7846309194081314534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=7846309194081314534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/7846309194081314534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/7846309194081314534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2009/04/sick.html' title='SICK'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SePqxnhTPrI/AAAAAAAAAFg/VWuvZpx0Peo/s72-c/hospital-bed1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-7543793506676336851</id><published>2009-04-01T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T01:02:28.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the furthest distance in the world</title><content type='html'>the furthest distance in the world&lt;br /&gt;is not between life and death&lt;br /&gt;but when i stand in front of you&lt;br /&gt;yet you don't know that&lt;br /&gt;i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the furthest distance in the world&lt;br /&gt;is not when i stand in front of you&lt;br /&gt;yet you can't see my love&lt;br /&gt;but when undoubtedly knowing the love from both&lt;br /&gt;yet cannot be togehter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the furthest distance in the world&lt;br /&gt;is not being apart while being in love&lt;br /&gt;but when plainly can not resist the yearning&lt;br /&gt;yet pretending&lt;br /&gt;you have never been in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the furthest distance in the world&lt;br /&gt;but using one's indifferent heart&lt;br /&gt;to dig an uncrossable river&lt;br /&gt;for the one who loves you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-7543793506676336851?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-92220337028973481</id><published>2009-03-31T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T01:37:01.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1.25am now..i m damn tired but yet don wan to sleep, just pass my last sem 1st midterm..feel like so empty now..a lots of things to do..a lot ...really a lot..i m just like lost in the world that is full of works...i tot i m alone, but i guess i was wrong. the donnoe wat to do boy (poingee) just come n complain that he donnoe wat to do..he got same feeling too and so do yassin and lilo..haiz..final sem students...&lt;br /&gt;i used to plan tat my last sem is as relaxing as possible one..mana tahu..bcome like this...i really too tired now, i need to sleep now ..but the opto notes still occupied my bed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-92220337028973481?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/92220337028973481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=92220337028973481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/92220337028973481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/92220337028973481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2009/03/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-4661935316906016848</id><published>2009-03-20T10:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T11:11:12.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>感恩</title><content type='html'>my mum posted a poster on the wall of her office which include the sentences below when i was a young. For most the concept that i dint understand well, my mum used to say: "u will noe someday".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感恩曾经让我失望的人，让我学习如何站起来。&lt;br /&gt;感恩曾经让我生气的人，让我学习宽宏大量。&lt;br /&gt;感恩曾经利用我的人，让我懂得我还有替别人做事的能力。&lt;br /&gt;感恩曾经讨厌我的人，让我懂得我在他心目中，还扮演着蛮重要的角色。&lt;br /&gt;感恩曾经伤害我的人，让我从中长大了。&lt;br /&gt;感恩所有曾经爱我的人，让我知道什么叫作幸福。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-4661935316906016848?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/4661935316906016848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=4661935316906016848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/4661935316906016848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/4661935316906016848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='感恩'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-8063790390939121141</id><published>2009-03-03T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T22:43:13.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;this few day i really stress...since sze siang said:  u noe, now oredy week 5, 5 more weeks we need to pass up our fyp, wat u had done?..so scare now..tired..and feel abit worry ...haiz, in this world, nothing come easyly.always meet problem! i hate problems...last nite brother Gim send email to me, kinda warm after reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Haha hoho hihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to smile whenever stress is overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;What you see and feel of this world are all what you think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Happy ppl are the successful ones who only think of good things of this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           Jim, 02 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks brother, i will try to smile de..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two movies in my list to watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qtKizvVqNG8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qtKizvVqNG8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0IeXqvFR6HI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0IeXqvFR6HI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-8063790390939121141?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/8063790390939121141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=8063790390939121141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/8063790390939121141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/8063790390939121141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2009/03/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-3514838250162253809</id><published>2009-02-28T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:00:49.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>客家酿豆腐</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SalfahLXNpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/d0BT1a7GYyE/s1600-h/niangdoufu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SalfahLXNpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/d0BT1a7GYyE/s400/niangdoufu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307878545020106386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;today went eat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:-1;"&gt;客家&lt;b&gt;酿豆腐 &lt;/b&gt;with xiao chyi and shin tat, i asked her why feel wan to eat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:-1;"&gt;客家&lt;b&gt;酿豆腐 &lt;/b&gt;de ,when i get into shin tat's car , and she answer:" cos u wish to eat"... Oh god, i m damn touching at tat moment! Thank you xiao chyi , u really r  a sweet friend! my friend said i miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;酿豆腐 &lt;/b&gt;because i m homesick, he is correct, i m kinda homesick now. but i cant go home, cant go home, cant go home.............i need to concentrate on my fyp, too many things have to rush up, now i even donnoe i can go home for my birthday ornot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;酿豆腐 &lt;/b&gt; reminds me about my grandmum and my mum. abit sad when thinking all this staff, i noe i m too emotional...just try don think too much! jia you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-3514838250162253809?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/3514838250162253809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=3514838250162253809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/3514838250162253809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/3514838250162253809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_28.html' title='客家酿豆腐'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SalfahLXNpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/d0BT1a7GYyE/s72-c/niangdoufu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-7140998373181011974</id><published>2009-02-26T11:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T11:31:43.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>第一次的亲密接触</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.21gbook.com/zc/z31.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SaYLuDX-YII/AAAAAAAAAFQ/jVv5_IOZsNg/s400/post-338148-1167990909.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306942096710459522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click the picture above to read the story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i had finish reading this books four years ago, with tears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this part remain in my memory for quite a long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“如果我还有一天寿命，那天我要做你女友。&lt;br /&gt;             　　　我还有一天的命吗？..没有。&lt;br /&gt;             　　　所以，很可惜。我今生仍然不是你的女友。&lt;br /&gt;             　　　如果我有翅膀，我要从天堂飞下来看你。&lt;br /&gt;             　　　我有翅膀吗？..没有。&lt;br /&gt;             　　　所以，很遗憾。我从此无法再看到你。&lt;br /&gt;             　　　如果把整个浴缸的水倒出，也浇不熄我对你爱情的火                。&lt;br /&gt;             　　　整个浴缸的水全部倒得出吗？..可以。&lt;br /&gt;             　　　所以，是的。我爱你...&lt;br /&gt;             　　　起舞飞扬”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe, she really love him at the moment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-7140998373181011974?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/7140998373181011974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=7140998373181011974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/7140998373181011974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/7140998373181011974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_26.html' title='第一次的亲密接触'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SaYLuDX-YII/AAAAAAAAAFQ/jVv5_IOZsNg/s72-c/post-338148-1167990909.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-1109519584020098180</id><published>2009-02-13T09:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T11:15:12.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SZTaClC9-oI/AAAAAAAAAFI/-NYh_t1ee-A/s1600-h/busy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SZTaClC9-oI/AAAAAAAAAFI/-NYh_t1ee-A/s400/busy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302102399161072258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;very 1st, i would like to thanks god, after too many difficulties, my best friend's son "niu zai" (call him niu zai cos hope him got "niu jing" can fight the illness)  finally gone tru his operation, and doctor said tat everything is good now!!!! recently "niu zai" brought alot of tears to his family and even me, i hope this is will be the end of tragedy oto his parent still need to worried about the medical expenses ( whoever saw their news at New strait Time hope u all can help them, thanks alot )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week is a very busy for me, lab(fyp)--&gt;class--&gt;lab(fyp)--&gt;meet sv(tien sze)--&gt;class...keep repeating, but i cant see any progress of my fyp cos i cant get the result wanted. feel kinda tired, i most hate troubleshooting!!!! haiz...too many things to do, too litter time, last nite xiao chyi's friend come from kl, so we brough him to eat satay celup, now hv to print notes and study b4 class, then go lab see technition succesfully setup the programmer d onot, then need to see mr muslim at 2.30pm, advandce micro p class at 3.30pm( i m alone at tat class), tomorro( valentine day without valentine) my best friend jie ling come melaka n find me, need to bring them go walk around melaka (any nice place sugguest?) . at nite need to meet aki and hv a "single yum" nite...wine is the best friend of those lonely ppl like us..haha!! next wednesday maybe will hv gathering v those "tun"! industrial training presentation start from 18th! friday i will go kl find my third ex roomate!  i noe, i gonna busy till the end of my campus life. some of my friends oredy start send resume to apply job(n  i hvn take photo yet) , even part of them hv the interview d. what the hell i m waiting for? haiz..but i don think i m ready for it..how? scare lei..haiz........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-1109519584020098180?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/1109519584020098180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=1109519584020098180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/1109519584020098180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/1109519584020098180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2009/02/busy.html' title='BUSY'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SZTaClC9-oI/AAAAAAAAAFI/-NYh_t1ee-A/s72-c/busy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-2528097988281180137</id><published>2009-02-11T10:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T10:53:55.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay Cool</title><content type='html'>the day b4 yesterday, i finally went n see Tien  Sze ge ( my fyp supervisor) , again, he din give me any technical support about my fyp alto i request it. But he told me i had changed alot since i took his this title. And ask me ever regret to take this title? b4 i answer, he said:" i guess no, cos u learn alot of things compare to most of ur friends out there!" lolz...if he let me answer, i guess i got two anwer, 1st is if i nv training at trw and meet my boss, then i will regret to take this title cos i noe i ll nv make it. second is now, tell u wat, i wont regret alto i had experience alot of stress. Beside that, he also asked me to always stay "cool" lolz, he keep repeat "cool" and asked me understand what he mean ornot! Tien sze, i sure noe what u mean la, u wan me calm down la! he said i always lack of confidence, then feel lost when meet problem! he is correct, i also found tat i had this weakness, i always cant stay cool, and zoom out to see wat is the problem from far!! this make me always lost my way not only when i was driving but most aspects in my life. even tien sze can found my weakness, means tat, my weakness is too obvious...so i decide to add one more section in my 2009 new year'plan, STAY COOL....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy told me they went to "查家杂" ( checking our family luck in this ox year) tat day( we went to check every year n it is very accurate) , all of my family members hv good luck for the whole year except me...i will "犯小人(will meet alot of bad guy)" from the begining to the end of the year.........omg...i m so sad to noe that, 小人们pls stay away from me ok? pls pls pls, we jin sui bu fan he sui! anyway, life goes on no matter wat happen. all i can do is ready to the worse!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-2528097988281180137?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/2528097988281180137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=2528097988281180137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/2528097988281180137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/2528097988281180137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2009/02/stay-cool.html' title='Stay Cool'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-6913818891333000679</id><published>2009-02-09T11:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T11:52:02.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>元宵快乐</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SY-oPQ4ezxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/TXLXj_FyWXM/s1600-h/full+moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SY-oPQ4ezxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/TXLXj_FyWXM/s400/full+moon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300640266621734674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;today is the last day of CNY, we so called Yuan Xiao, is a day of reunion, and also chiness valentine day. plan to go eat zai with xiao chyi this afternoon, and hv a reunion dinner with my sis and 3 cousins here. ya, we hv 5 family members study at mmu here! actually i decide to start eat zai every 1st and 15th from this new year, 1st hope can collect some forture for my dearest siaw hui's son, hope him can grow up healthly, don make his parent so worry. second is wan to reduce my sin!(don ask me wat i done wrong, i also donnoe, just feel tat, we all are human being, sure will make sin) ... so friend, u r welcome to join me eat zai every chu yi shi wu a.&lt;br /&gt;as we always noe, plan nv can match with changes, my parent called me last nite and inform tat they will be coming melaka for reunion today. i feel happy but yet kinda worry, wat makes them decide to come? i been study at melaka for 4 and half years, they nv do like this. i do believe human wont changes with no reason...wondering.............Ok...maybe i m think too much d.  need to prepare d, i guess my parent will reach here soon, take care my friends, wish u all hv a warm yuan xiao...god bless...&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/8490020095682119249-6913818891333000679?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/6913818891333000679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=6913818891333000679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/6913818891333000679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/6913818891333000679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_09.html' title='元宵快乐'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SY-oPQ4ezxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/TXLXj_FyWXM/s72-c/full+moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-923452915230086883</id><published>2009-02-07T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:22:29.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>《游龙戏凤》</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SY2HELPB74I/AAAAAAAAAE4/sNXlUZmzwt4/s1600-h/yong+long.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 403px; height: 376px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SY2HELPB74I/AAAAAAAAAE4/sNXlUZmzwt4/s400/yong+long.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300040842289999746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天下午和惠珍家敏去看了&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youlongxifeng.ent.sina.com.cn/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;《&lt;/span&gt;游龙戏凤》&lt;/a&gt;， 主演的是我最爱的刘德华，剧情你们可以参考官方网站http://youlongxifeng.ent.sina.com.cn/&lt;br /&gt;after watched , i  found tat i had fall in love with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;张涵予, so gentle, so brave . And start to think if i m 何韵诗, wat will i do when falling in love with a different level men. i don really have the ideal, or maybe i just hvn meet the right men who will let me give up and don care everything. Valentine day is coming soon, wish all of the couples 有情人终成眷属。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie plan to watch:&lt;br /&gt;画皮&lt;br /&gt;赤壁&lt;br /&gt;幸福万岁&lt;br /&gt;shopaholic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone interested can contact me, we can go watch together..hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-923452915230086883?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/923452915230086883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=923452915230086883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/923452915230086883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/923452915230086883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_07.html' title='《游龙戏凤》'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SY2HELPB74I/AAAAAAAAAE4/sNXlUZmzwt4/s72-c/yong+long.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-3183931767837250927</id><published>2009-02-07T12:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T12:34:18.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyonce -I Am Sasha Fierce</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SY0LQowu2lI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Py5ym3C5YRs/s1600-h/Beyonce-I+Am+Sasha+Fierce+%5BDeluxe+Edition%5D+%5BFront%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SY0LQowu2lI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Py5ym3C5YRs/s400/Beyonce-I+Am+Sasha+Fierce+%5BDeluxe+Edition%5D+%5BFront%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299904716932569682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally Beyonce release her brand new album "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Am Sasha Fierce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"!!! beside the song "If i were a boy", "AVE MARIA" is my favorite song in the album. sometime i think the feel towards music is very subjective, so i got no intention to promote her songs here oto i m her "big fans", just like to share this song to all of my friends..may u all have a great weekend..God bless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jzpyokhFe7s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jzpyokhFe7s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-3183931767837250927?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/3183931767837250927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=3183931767837250927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/3183931767837250927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/3183931767837250927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2009/02/beyonce-i-am-sasha-fierce.html' title='Beyonce -I Am Sasha Fierce'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SY0LQowu2lI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Py5ym3C5YRs/s72-c/Beyonce-I+Am+Sasha+Fierce+%5BDeluxe+Edition%5D+%5BFront%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-6357034737348574746</id><published>2009-02-06T14:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T15:17:34.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo agian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SYvZX-eBVJI/AAAAAAAAAEo/81g2y67OjHY/s1600-h/Lonely-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SYvZX-eBVJI/AAAAAAAAAEo/81g2y67OjHY/s400/Lonely-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299568392460653714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lolz, sometime i also feel pai sei  to tell tat i m emo again. emo emo emo...life like a cycle, always repeat the same thing over and over again...as i promise myself in the 2009 new year's plan, i wan to quit shopping as it was my favarouit hobby, but really cant resist it when marilyn ask me out. gosh...sometime i really cant deny tat friends are really can influnce me. while everybody is busy with their ITP report( today is the due date) i m sitting here doing nothing.( i done my report on the last day of my ITP, thanks boss!) everyone is so busy, makes no ppl free to choi me,eeeeeeeeee......... i feel so lonely in this moment, suddenly miss the life of training, atleast i got laily, atleast i can learn new things, atleast i can talk v david and atleast i can get scold by my boss. life at here is too boring, as i only took two subjects this sem, and only one is same class with my friends, how can i stand the lonelyness?  i noe actually the free time is for me to study and doing fyp, but ...but...but...haiz...timetable also done d, y i cant just follow it? few of series waiting me to wacth but i noe i should stop to get drama from my friends,maybe brough a 160Gb new hardisk is not a very brilliant ideal , god, pls help me...give me "FIRE" to follow my plan. else, i ll be the same old me again...still remember one of the lecturer in the ESRS class said tat, try to smile, even when u r not happy, because when pretent to be happy, u will be happy at last!!! does it really true? and as i noe from the “论语心得“ she said, we should enjoy the loneliness, only loneliness can give us a space to see clearly who we r, what we want, and which is good. all of these theory telling me tat god had send me a great chance to learn, but i m really moody to face this situation. just now sze siang gave me the Jam tart he brought me from home, i guess he wan to thanks me for printing report for him, but i rather believe as he said he specially brought for me...lolz!!!! sometime friendship really cant stand if we always calculate, when if the friendship still stand strong after u calculated, then u better cherish it. Friends are easy to make, good friends are hard to find and the best friends is the gift of heaven. suddenly i feel i m not tat moody d as i wrote till here, thanks god to sending me gifts, alto is not many, but i m grateful tat i hv the gift, y i always so negative lei? i got my best friends , those so caring me, y i still care of the small lonelyness at here ....hahaha&lt;br /&gt;really stupid molly... yeah...i have to cheer up...i have to be happy!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;don forget to mention tat this week i just meet two long lost friends at friendster, and i cant believe that is them regconise 1st. Y i cant believe lei? if u r me, then u will feel the same way when most of my secondary friends cant regcon me at shopping mall. M i really change alot? lolz&lt;br /&gt;i m so happy can meet them in my life again, one of them is my softball coach during secondary school, and the other is my classmate during form 2 or form 3. i nearly forget i been joining softball team b4, lots of memory suddenly spring up, its been 10 years ago. i wonder y my coach still can remember me, but he said i gave him lots of memory. i nv tot that i will gave others alot of memory in my life even for the one i used to love and who used to love me( oto he gave me alot of memory). after talking v them, i found out i had miss alot of ppl in my life, so i decide to go KL find my friends to prevent our relationship lost. maybe i need to be more ative to maintain my relationship with friend.. omg...oredy 3.10pm....3.30 i got class...hvn take bath yet..anyway i m happier now...thanks for ur ears...take care&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/8490020095682119249-6357034737348574746?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/6357034737348574746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=6357034737348574746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/6357034737348574746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/6357034737348574746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2009/02/emo-agian.html' title='Emo agian'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SYvZX-eBVJI/AAAAAAAAAEo/81g2y67OjHY/s72-c/Lonely-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-8901619556825687461</id><published>2009-02-05T12:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T12:41:36.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex and the city</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9_YnmHLynRY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9_YnmHLynRY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last nite finally watched movie " Sex and The City". For those never watch, below is the summary of the movie.  For me, this is a good movie, at least it touched my heart and steep in the mood untill now.  I m falling in love with the song "&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Auld lang syne&lt;/span&gt;" in the movie. (attached)  hope u will like it too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="plotpar"&gt; After moving in together in an impossibly beautiful New York apartment, Carrie Bradshaw and Mr. Big make a rather arbitrary decision to get married. The wedding itself proves to be anything but a hasty affair--the guest list quickly blooms from 75 to 200 guests, and Carrie's simple, label-less wedding gown gives way to an enormous creation that makes her look like a gigantic cream puff. An upcoming photo spread in Vogue puts the event--which will take place at the New York Public Library--squarely in the public eye. Meanwhile, Carrie's girlfriends--Samantha, the sexpot; Charlotte, the sweet naïf; and Miranda, the rigid perfectionist--could not be happier. At least, they couldn't be happier for Carrie. Charlotte still has the unrealized hope of getting pregnant. Samantha is finding a loving, committed relationship more grueling than she could have imagined. Miranda unwittingly lets her own unhappiness--created when Steve admits to cheating on her just once--spoil Carrie's. After a heated encounter with Steve, she happens to spot Mr. Big and tells him he's crazy to get married. She's really only thinking of her own marriage. But her angry remark gets Mr. Big to thinking.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  Mr. Big and Carrie buy a magnificent penthouse in Manhattan and they decide to get married. Enid Frick invites Carrie to take pictures for a special edition of Vogue about marriage of women of forty and something years. During the preparation, Carrie raises the guest list from seventy-five to two hundred guests, and a simple wedding dress to a fashionable Vivienne Westwood, intimidating Mr. Big in his third wedding. Meanwhile Miranda has no sex with Steve and he confesses that he had had one night stand with a woman. On the eve of the wedding, in the rehearsal dinner, the upset Miranda tells Mr. Big that marriage ruins everything. On the next day, the scared Mr. Big calls off the wedding leaving Carrie in the church. Carrie feels humiliated and depressed and Samantha, Miranda and Charlotte decide to travel to Mexico with Carrie to the hotel where she was supposed to spend her honeymoon. When Carries returns, she hires the assistant Louise to help her to organize her life. When Miranda discloses what she told to Mr. Big to Carrie in the rehearsal dinner, their friendship is shaken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-8901619556825687461?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/8901619556825687461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=8901619556825687461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/8901619556825687461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/8901619556825687461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2009/02/sex-and-city.html' title='Sex and the city'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-985752462651260045</id><published>2009-02-03T20:09:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:50:19.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SYhJ4rHlinI/AAAAAAAAAEY/NcOdh2Da7jk/s1600-h/PA210093.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SYhJqAIfvWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/pH_OvwPY0ag/s1600-h/DSC00890.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after 12 weeks of training life, finally i come back to melaka, the place i been stay for the pass 4 years, and will be leaving after 4 more months. feel like time pass a litter bit too fast, feel tat i m kinda old d when saw those young faces in campus. how to not feel tat? now i m very "senior" in mmu d..suddenly i feel i m not used to the lifestye here anymore, like too slow..like too free..or like too boring? but i guess i should enjoy this kind of boringness since there will be no more campus life when i graduate. so b4 i start to enjoy my last few months of campus life, i would like to write down the things i had learned in my ITP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Study hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;all my friends noe me kinda lazy in studying, i also forgot who told me that we nonic study too hard, result is nothing, working nv use the things we learn in class. haiz, nomatter who is the guy, i truely hate him now.!! because during training in TRW, i can really feel regret for my lazyness, and feel shame for my stupidness!!! trust me, whatever we learned yesterday, will let become stonger tomorrow. so i promise myself to study harder in this last sem, learn as much as i can to prevent further regret in future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Brave to take challenges&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since i have sense, i nv take any challenges in my life!! i only do what i noe i can make it, like i nv study hard to get 10As during spm, cos i noe i cant make it. i wont do the assignment which looks very hard, cos i noe i cant make it also. during training, my boss gave me projects and order me to finish it by myself, my god, i nv handle any project alone b4, even a single lab report. i noe i cant make it, but i no dare to tell my boss, because he is kinda fierce, so i force myself to try. FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL.....always fail, untill i feel damn tired, but i really braveless to tell him i cant make it. sure let him scold till gou li gou li de.so, i tried again..i also donnoe after how many times i fail, suddenly i did it!!! and the same things repeat in every projects he gave to me, but wat different is the times of fail bcome lesser when i handles more and more projects. untill oneday i found the sence of accomplishment when i finished one project, i noe this is the feeling which i miss for the pass four years.Thanks god, finally i found it!! now i really noe tat, maybe we wont success when we tried, but we sure fail when we don try!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. appreciate others help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this world ah, good guy really not many a, i really cant forget those ppl who said " this u hv to find out by urseld" or " u better go ask XXXX , he is free than me" when i asked them question!!! why they cant understand, how hard ask me to put down my pride for asking help, when i did it, means tat i really cant make it d. Okay, i should not angry them, cos not everyone born to be helpfull, somemore i m not tat kind of pretty gal, really hard to attract them to help la. But they let me more gratefull to those who used to help me. i m here to say thanks again...thousand of "thank u" also cant represent my feeling la. i miss u all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Best thing come when least expect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i nv really plan where i should training b4 ITP, just simply send resume to TRW when all my friends busy finding BIG company. at last, i get lowest allowance among my friends, all of them laugh me, but i don feel anything. cos the factory near to my house, this oredy can make me happy. But i enter this company i found tat, it is a very BIG company, worlds largers automotive company...wah.. i really cant believe it, but what makes me lagi cant believe is my boss looks like Tony Leong...lolz...don envy, friend, is fate a!!! but this cant make me happy for more than half hour just becos he is married. Don laugh!!!! atleast better than u all...whats make me really happy is, he provide me alot of chances to learn although he like to scold me. He even help me in my Final Year Project...haiz...he must hv Buddah's heart la. or maybe is an angel send by god so..at last, my training life is the best among of all my friends...Best Things really come when least expect!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here to share some my recent pictures with u all la, i took out braces d, m i looks better? i cant wait to meet all my friends d. miss u lots la...muaks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298567655182062674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SYhLNZmAVFI/AAAAAAAAAEg/GhxsajnbQz8/s400/PA210093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298565382382072274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SYhJJGwQsdI/AAAAAAAAAEI/aAxmkRkdg5A/s400/DSC00889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-985752462651260045?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/985752462651260045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=985752462651260045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/985752462651260045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/985752462651260045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2009/02/after-training.html' title='After Training'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SYhLNZmAVFI/AAAAAAAAAEg/GhxsajnbQz8/s72-c/PA210093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-6197589325665005145</id><published>2009-02-03T20:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:09:37.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-6197589325665005145?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/6197589325665005145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=6197589325665005145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/6197589325665005145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/6197589325665005145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-7092531866651156332</id><published>2009-02-01T23:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T00:15:22.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>Lolz... just now read yan ling's blog, makes me laugh till cant stop ...suddenly forgot the feel of shame ady, share with uguys how &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lak sei&lt;/span&gt; i was la... here's her post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yesterday i went out with molly..herm..herm,it’s an unforgetable and terrible day because we kept losing our way..T_T she intended to go taman sentosa first to buy electronic accesory for her final year project before heading to tebrau jusco for shopping. On the way we go to taman sentosa, we lost our way and can’t find where taman sentosa is located..we feel so panic and dizzy when we lost our way..luckily, at last we reached tebrau jusco..so we went shopping in tebrau jusco first:p&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;after shopping in tebrau jusco, we can’t find the car..as we parked the car at open air carpark with no number and label, it’s so hard for both of us with no sense of direction to get to find the car T_T we walked a long way and walked through the whole carpark and at last found the car…*fainted* after found the car, we hv to go to find taman sentosa again..erm,even we had asked other ppl how to go taman sentosa from tebrau jusco already, we still can lost our way again..omg..however, we still managed to drive a long way and U-turn back to the starting point and chose the correct way to reach taman sentosa..when reach taman sentosa, the car also out of petrol already..=_=&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;after buying electronic accesory at taman sentosa, we set off to go back..we lost our way again..we feel wanna cry already..exhausted and despaired…feel very dizzy and heachache as we kept searching for the correct pathway..finally we get to reach the big main road and head back home..molly and I were so depressed at the end of the day x_x &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;yesterday when i finally reached home, i fall sick and get fever..T_T sob sob..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Na...Two supper silly sapo here la..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SYXKANvRqOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/86X19RRScww/s1600-h/1_922191748l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SYXKANvRqOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/86X19RRScww/s400/1_922191748l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297862641708017890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&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/8490020095682119249-7092531866651156332?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/7092531866651156332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=7092531866651156332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/7092531866651156332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/7092531866651156332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2009/02/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SYXKANvRqOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/86X19RRScww/s72-c/1_922191748l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-6641576100629828010</id><published>2009-01-15T16:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T16:29:20.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;      Today is the last day i training in TRW, just now was having a simple and warm farewell party with all R&amp;amp;D staff. Thanks for every every litter bless. Thanks Laily for organise the party for me, thanks my boss for teaching, thanks anyone who used to help me, thanks everyone who used to care me. i m sure i gonna miss here lots, expecially Laily, i m really glad to noe u in my life.&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/8490020095682119249-6641576100629828010?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/6641576100629828010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=6641576100629828010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/6641576100629828010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/6641576100629828010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2009/01/last-day.html' title='The Last Day'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-2909095906563095415</id><published>2008-12-17T14:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T14:21:51.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SUiabqTVMvI/AAAAAAAAADw/H8SfuM0805A/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SUiabqTVMvI/AAAAAAAAADw/H8SfuM0805A/s400/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280640363094422258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i noe i should not be so depress now, i noe i should be positive, i noe i should stop thinkking too much, i noe i should i should make my mind clear and rush my fyp......&lt;br /&gt;but i m supper moody moody moody and moody. my fyp really killing me now. the more i study, the more i confuse. i hate myself some time, hate my decision ,y i wan to select this kind of question. maybe i should ask y i was so lazy, NV study good good during my 4 years time. or maybe i even don hv the quality to become an engineer. i feel like i m shit rite now. i hate my life rite now.i hate myself rite now, stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid me...........................&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;stupid molly..............................................................................................stress till cant breath.......&lt;/span&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/8490020095682119249-2909095906563095415?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/2909095906563095415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=2909095906563095415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/2909095906563095415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/2909095906563095415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2008/12/stresssssssssssss.html' title='STRESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SUiabqTVMvI/AAAAAAAAADw/H8SfuM0805A/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-8724326498927706095</id><published>2008-11-14T13:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T14:39:01.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Friday at TRW</title><content type='html'>Today is the third friday i traning at TRW, time pass just a litter bit too fast. my life here is challenging and tired at here. at here, no one really will ask me doing job, maybe is R&amp;amp;D, so they really don hv any job to let a undergraduate engineer to do. Thinking "job" need engineer do, simple job got techniction do. me? really can understand y they only give me RM300 per month. i really don contribute anything at here.But my boss treat me not bad, to ensure i learned something when i leave this company. so he gave lots data to read, and or ask me to do research. After every study, i hv to do presentation, either him alone or all electronic engineer at here. I been pass tru 2 presentations. really feel shame at the 1st presentation. They  asked alot of questions, and i cant really answer!!! "i m sorry, i donnoe" this sentense i also donnoe repeat how many times d. Even simplest question as "can u tell me y we use series in this circuirty?"  lolz...&lt;br /&gt;Simple? lolz... last time i always wrote the answer"SIMPLER" in the final answer sheet. but i don really believe wat i wrote was true. Ha Ha Ha. how could i answer just like tat? after tat i learn from the lesson d. now i noe i hv to noe everything b4 i present. haiz.. poor me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la, i gtg... hope to see u all soon. miss u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-8724326498927706095?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/8724326498927706095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=8724326498927706095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/8724326498927706095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/8724326498927706095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2008/11/third-friday-at-trw.html' title='Third Friday at TRW'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-8657005921859144073</id><published>2008-10-29T14:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T17:27:36.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day of my ITP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SQgKRDExg5I/AAAAAAAAADo/utFu__87Z5U/s1600-h/work_life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262467452581806994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SQgKRDExg5I/AAAAAAAAADo/utFu__87Z5U/s400/work_life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today is my second training day, yesterday was kinda bored. nothing to do for whole day!!! but today is much more better, my boss gave me something to read, and told me will assigh project to me very soon. Protron project, wow...just wonder can i make it onot? i m just a "noe nothing" student. my office only got 4ppl (include me), one malay gal and one malay guy. others are chines guy. Basically can say they r not bad,ya, just NOT BAD ok...noe wat i mean? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this is the "coolest" envirement i had been, makes me miss my ex boss and colleges. thanks them makes me feel warm when i was working v him. but i found that tat stay away from home in the pass 4 years really changed me alot. Last time i m a very braveless girl, i always feel helpless in a unfamiliar envirement. but now i feel nothing even there is no one ask u for lunch or tea. I guess i m a independent women now..hahaha! wat u think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;now my life is only home or work. feel stress cos my fyp..hope everything will be alrite and can get closer v my new college soon. friends, i miss all of u very very much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;sorry for my typo,my pc cant auto checking for me, and i m lazy to check too. OK la, need to back to my place and cont" reading d. Take care&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-8657005921859144073?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/8657005921859144073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=8657005921859144073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/8657005921859144073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/8657005921859144073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2008/10/2nd-day-of-my-itp.html' title='2nd day of my ITP'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SQgKRDExg5I/AAAAAAAAADo/utFu__87Z5U/s72-c/work_life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-8275438406387758092</id><published>2008-10-17T11:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T12:07:03.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day before French exam</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is my french exam le, but now i still checking those word v dictionary. Have to force myself to finish memorize by tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SPgNHyJ1O1I/AAAAAAAAADY/Hor_U5TOjB8/s1600-h/tour_eiffel_at_sunrise_from_the_trocadero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 470px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SPgNHyJ1O1I/AAAAAAAAADY/Hor_U5TOjB8/s400/tour_eiffel_at_sunrise_from_the_trocadero.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257966992328309586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;La Tour Eiffel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SPgPG9QSUoI/AAAAAAAAADg/ps_yk3_j0Ck/s1600-h/La+Pyramide+de+Louvre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 698px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SPgPG9QSUoI/AAAAAAAAADg/ps_yk3_j0Ck/s400/La+Pyramide+de+Louvre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257969177151558274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;La Pyramide de Louvre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;La Maison&lt;br /&gt;Marques&lt;br /&gt;Famous People in french&lt;br /&gt;Geagraphie&lt;br /&gt;Economy&lt;br /&gt;Politic&lt;br /&gt;Hongkafuni&lt;br /&gt;Clebrete&lt;br /&gt;Revolution&lt;br /&gt;International&lt;br /&gt;Algeria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things to memorize, but really don hv mood to study. while everyone is starting enjoy, go home , prepare for training. ME still stay in front the pc and study, my roomate also got exam till 18th, but she been playing v her pc for many days. and never touch the note. wat a big different!!! sometime really not happy to see how they study, stucture questions lecture got give answer, just memorise 2 sheets of paper! MCQ also got tips, even told them which slide need to study, nonic study all slides. walau ei, same mmu student, we study like sapo and so zai, they study like "immortal". Useless to complain here since i m a final year student already. maybe this kind of stress make us easy to survive in the industrial next time. looking forward to my short break and relieve from my braces..i cant wait anymore..hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-8275438406387758092?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/8275438406387758092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=8275438406387758092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/8275438406387758092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/8275438406387758092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-before-french-exam.html' title='The day before French exam'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SPgNHyJ1O1I/AAAAAAAAADY/Hor_U5TOjB8/s72-c/tour_eiffel_at_sunrise_from_the_trocadero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-8429191437599046921</id><published>2008-10-16T11:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T11:58:46.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoo Ray......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my 1st trimester of final year will be ending very very soon. just need to wait for 2 more days, after my french exam, then i ll be relieve. ha ha, actually oredy relieve after emi and law paper. the mcq questions in the law paper are damn hard, i tot i feel hard cos i just read tru once. and at the moment i just wondering was i really old d? y i don hv any impression of those words. But i don care so much, i guess and hope i wont fail. i even come out earlier from the exam hall and waiting for the sushi king...hahaha, ya..is sushi king members day again! i think this is the 4th time i "join this festival". all i can say is JJ's sushi king really did a lousy job on this. and feel kinda watse, watse my time and money, but is ok la, treat as a last gathering b4 training v my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SPa68nL6rQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/bKysDgYEKUE/s1600-h/braces_fs-735997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SPa68nL6rQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/bKysDgYEKUE/s400/braces_fs-735997.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257595165475515650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;One thing makes me so happy which is i finally can take out my braces le. 1 and half years, i cant smiling v my teeth. Really feel happy, but the bad thing is i need to go KL to take out cos my doctor nv expect my teeth will be done so fast. And if i wan to wait him come melaka again, i hv to take leave v my training company and take bus from jb to melaka for my braces and take bus go back jb on the same day. will be kinda troublesome and tired i think. so now i hv to plan good good about the kl trip. suan bian find my cyber friend since long time nv meet ba. but still really happy to finish my braces life. Hoo Ray&lt;br /&gt;here wan to say happy holiday and training day to all my friends. will miss u all lots.muaks&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/8490020095682119249-8429191437599046921?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/8429191437599046921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=8429191437599046921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/8429191437599046921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/8429191437599046921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2008/10/hoo-ray.html' title='Hoo Ray......'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SPa68nL6rQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/bKysDgYEKUE/s72-c/braces_fs-735997.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-4284184912131297369</id><published>2008-10-09T15:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T16:43:08.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Lover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SO262GHEiFI/AAAAAAAAACo/G9lSSN00q9U/s1600-h/7999c1f759a223bfd197012b05487370_raw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SO262GHEiFI/AAAAAAAAACo/G9lSSN00q9U/s400/7999c1f759a223bfd197012b05487370_raw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255061778727209042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good friend aki intro this song to me just now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HCeS-yorGtc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HCeS-yorGtc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring me back to some memories. remind me for someone. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;miss him somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Almost lover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a fine frenzy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fingertips across my skin&lt;br /&gt;The palm trees swaying in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Images&lt;br /&gt;You sang me Spanish lullabies&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest sadness in your eyes1&lt;br /&gt;Clever trick&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never want to see you unhappy&lt;br /&gt;I thought you''''d want the same for me&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, my almost lover&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, my hopeless dream&lt;br /&gt;I''''m trying not to think about you&lt;br /&gt;Can''''t you just let me be?&lt;br /&gt;So long, my luckless romance&lt;br /&gt;My back is turned on you&lt;br /&gt;Should''''ve known you''''d bring me heartache&lt;br /&gt;Almost lovers always do&lt;br /&gt;We walked along a crowded street&lt;br /&gt;You took my hand and danced with me&lt;br /&gt;Images&lt;br /&gt;And when you left, you kissed my lips&lt;br /&gt;You told me you would never, never forget&lt;br /&gt;These images&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;Well, I''''d never want to see you unhappy&lt;br /&gt;I thought you''''d want the same for me&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, my almost lover&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, my hopeless dream&lt;br /&gt;I''''m trying not to think about you&lt;br /&gt;Can''''t you just let me be?&lt;br /&gt;So long, my luckless romance&lt;br /&gt;My back is turned on you&lt;br /&gt;Should''''ve known you''''d bring me heartache&lt;br /&gt;Almost lovers always do&lt;br /&gt;I cannot go to the ocean&lt;br /&gt;I cannot drive the streets at night&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wake up in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Without you on my mind&lt;br /&gt;So you''''re gone and I''''m haunted&lt;br /&gt;And I bet you are just fine&lt;br /&gt;Did I make it that&lt;br /&gt;Easy to walk right in and out&lt;br /&gt;Of my life?&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, my almost lover&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, my hopeless dream&lt;br /&gt;I''''m trying not to think about you&lt;br /&gt;Can''''t you just let me be?&lt;br /&gt;So long, my luckless romance&lt;br /&gt;My back is turned on you&lt;br /&gt;Should have known you''''d bring me heartache&lt;br /&gt;Almost lovers always do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-4284184912131297369?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/4284184912131297369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=4284184912131297369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/4284184912131297369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/4284184912131297369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2008/10/almost-lover.html' title='Almost Lover'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SO262GHEiFI/AAAAAAAAACo/G9lSSN00q9U/s72-c/7999c1f759a223bfd197012b05487370_raw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-1340566940239408029</id><published>2008-10-06T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T18:17:38.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaningful</title><content type='html'>yesterday i downloaded a lot of old songs and read a  lot emails since there is so boring to stay in frond of my pc and studying Antenna. Those songs and contains of emails ain't new to me, i had read and listen to them more than "many" times. But this time is different, suddenly feel so meaningful , like i finally understand what its really mean, and the feeling of the authors.maybe this proved i oredy grown up(=grown old?) , or let me noe sometime we will only noe the feeling when we get tru sth. so it makes me believe that we hv no rite to claim or complain a "zhang bei"(the person older than us) tat they did wrong or blame them for sth. as long as we nv get tru the happend they meet, we will nv noe their feeling. maybe what we believe is right is not so right and same for the bad.&lt;br /&gt;so now wish to share  to you all those phrase i feel is meaningful. and hope u all feel the same way too...&lt;br /&gt;1. Just because someone doesn't &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love you the way you want them to&lt;/span&gt;, doesn't mean  they don't love you with all they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't waste your time on a man/woman, who isn't willing to waste their time on  you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so  that when we finally meet the person, we will know how to be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. There's always going to be people that hurt you so what you have to do is keep  on trusting and just be more careful about who you trust next time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Make yourself a better person and know who you are before you try and know  someone else and expect them to know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't try so hard, the best things come when you least expect them to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 问你何时曾看见 这世界为了人们改变&lt;br /&gt;    有了梦寐以求的容颜 是否就算是拥有春天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to say something to my cousin ah ghim also, thank u for always caring me. u make me feel like u r my real brother, and this feeling is great. i m glad i m came mmu cos it give me a chance to get closer with u. Thank u brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R2INJGFdaoI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R2INJGFdaoI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ok..i m not really "寂寞难耐" ah.. just this song remind me for the primary school friend wei ling. heard tat his dad pass away last week. hope he RIP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-1340566940239408029?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/1340566940239408029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=1340566940239408029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/1340566940239408029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/1340566940239408029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2008/10/meaningful.html' title='Meaningful'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-5217676799014133927</id><published>2008-10-04T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T23:17:27.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I gonna miss u all</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i just come back from hometown yesterday, busy studying for final. Dint study much at home as i had fever for more than one week. cham la, now bcome lagi stupid after sick. Back to my room, everything tat i miss during study week  at home , my window, my bed,my pictures, my poster my pillow, my pc,my make up box, my books and my freedom. 5 years stay melaka, sometime i feel scare, i feel i m bad,cos i really feel staying here is more comform than stay at my home. since many years b4, my study table occupied by my sis and brother d, my room control by my sis, my bed location change by my sis and mum, nothing seems like really belongs to me. And i feel everythings had changed, and everyone had changed. My sis, my mum, my brother, even my friends. or maybe i m the one who changed!!&lt;br /&gt;gonna back home for Training soon, i guess i will miss melaka. i will miss my friends; miss the way xiao chyi say 38 thing; miss the way Marilyn kidding v me; miss the way Aki complain shahidul; miss the way mei shan gia si; miss sze siang said he is not longer  my best friend; miss the way florence care me; miss the way lee meng worrying; miss the way poingee speack french to me;miss the way kelvin wondering y i so happy; miss the way my make up teacher call me moli dian zi; miss the way lilo ask me go to c tien sze d?; miss the way tien sze ask me don worry so much; maybe even will miss daniel brought shao bao for me and ask me don so siu hei after i angry him for around one sem.  seems like too many things to miss! what will my life be when i training? will i still be happy without my friends, my yoga class, my make up class, my french class, my"online" life?&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/8490020095682119249-5217676799014133927?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/5217676799014133927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=5217676799014133927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/5217676799014133927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/5217676799014133927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-gonna-miss-u-all.html' title='I gonna miss u all'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-4200234763936114614</id><published>2008-09-18T10:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T10:56:35.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going HOme</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SNHDP4w6_4I/AAAAAAAAACY/4j9ugqf6Bo0/s1600-h/Image%28337%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SNHDP4w6_4I/AAAAAAAAACY/4j9ugqf6Bo0/s400/Image%28337%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247189718566371202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yoz, friends... i gonna go home later, damn long nv back to senai d. Abit homesick la. recently feel damn stress, stress for fyp even the presentation was over,stress for the final exam, stress for some stupid classmate(ok..she din give me stress,but really proved tat she is as sui as others said. i should listen to all my friends b4,nv pity on her!!! human like tat wont regret for what she do de!)&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic, this time i will only come back melaka one week b4 final exam. lolz, friends don miss too much o. i really hope i can relieve my stress when i reach home. hope to see siaw hui's baby, hope to see gu gu's baby. hope to find solution for my fyp, hope to enhance my programing skill asap.too many hope but too litter time.  as cp status  GrEeN aPpLE { 加油！我一定可以的！FYP } i hope i also can a! and wan say sorry to my cyber friends, i really busy and moodless to contact u all( i m such a bad friend) i hope u all doing well. i love u all!!!Sorry to Florence also, i cant believe i forgot to greet u on ur birthday!!!( nothing is cant believe also la, as i always forgot others birthday) Hope u like the present i gave.And &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Belated Birthday Florence. hope u can maintain ur cute+sexy image as long as possible. MUAKS&lt;/span&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/8490020095682119249-4200234763936114614?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/4200234763936114614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=4200234763936114614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/4200234763936114614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/4200234763936114614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2008/09/going-home.html' title='Going HOme'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SNHDP4w6_4I/AAAAAAAAACY/4j9ugqf6Bo0/s72-c/Image%28337%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-2694704141447502098</id><published>2008-09-14T15:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T16:20:33.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other Boleyn Girl (2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Last Friday went out v my girlfriends keiko and aki, plan to go "gogo" singK. but some unwanted situation appear. we shift ourselves to DP cinema. The movie we watched is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 class="movie_title"&gt;The Other Boleyn Girl (2008)&lt;/h1&gt;For me, this is not a bad movie: 3.75 over 5 star!!! at least it was really impress us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="label"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Synopsis&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;              &lt;span id="movie_synopsis_blurb" style="display: none;"&gt; Based on the best selling novel by Philippa Gregory, The Other Boleyn Girl is an engrossing and sensual tale of intrigue, romance, and betrayal set against the backdrop of a defining moment in history. Two sisters, Anne (Natalie Portman) and Mary (Scarlett Johansson) Boleyn, are driven by...&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span id="movie_synopsis_all" style="display: inline;"&gt;Based on the best selling novel by Philippa Gregory, The Other Boleyn Girl is an engrossing and sensual tale of intrigue, romance, and betrayal set against the backdrop of a defining moment in history. Two sisters, Anne (Natalie Portman) and Mary (Scarlett Johansson) Boleyn, are driven by their ambitious father and uncle to advance the family’s power and status by courting the affections of the King of England (Eric Bana). Leaving behind the simplicity of country life, the girls are thrust into the dangerous and thrilling world of court life – and what began as a bid to help their family develops into a ruthless rivalry between Anne and Mary for the love of the king. Initially, Mary wins King Henry’s favor and becomes his mistress, bearing him an illegitimate child. But Anne, clever, conniving, and fearless, edges aside both her sister and Henry’s wife, Queen Katherine of Aragon, in her relentless pursuit of the king. Despite Mary’s genuine feelings for Henry, her sister Anne has her sights set on the ultimate prize; Anne will not stop until she is Queen of England. As the Boleyn girls battle for the love of a king – one driven by ambition, the other by true affection – England is torn apart. Despite the dramatic consequences, the Boleyn girls ultimately find strength and loyalty in each other, and they remain forever connected by their bond as sisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Plot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;:When &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Catherine_of_Aragon" title="Catherine of Aragon"&gt;Catherine of Aragon&lt;/a&gt; fails to produce a male heir to the British throne, the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Howard,_3rd_Duke_of_Norfolk" title="Thomas Howard, 3rd Duke of Norfolk"&gt;Duke of Norfolk&lt;/a&gt; and his brother in law &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sir_Thomas_Boleyn" title="Sir Thomas Boleyn" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Thomas Boleyn&lt;/a&gt; scheme to install the latter's elder daughter Anne in the court of Henry VIII as the king's mistress and potential mother of his son, thereby furthering their own political ambitions. Their plan backfires when Henry, injured in a hunting accident indirectly precipitated by Anne, is nursed by her sister Mary and becomes smitten with her. With great reluctance, the recently married Mary and her husband &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Carey_%28courtier%29" title="William Carey (courtier)"&gt;William Carey&lt;/a&gt; agree to accept positions in the court, knowing full well what will be expected of her. Separated from her spouse, who is sent away on an assignment by the king, Mary finds herself falling in love with Henry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rebellious Anne secretly marries betrothed nobleman &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Henry_Percy,_6th_Earl_of_Northumberland" title="Henry Percy, 6th Earl of Northumberland"&gt;Henry Percy&lt;/a&gt; and confides in her brother &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/George_Boleyn" title="George Boleyn" class="mw-redirect"&gt;George&lt;/a&gt;, who tells Mary about the elopement. Concerned that Anne will ruin her reputation by marrying a nobleman without the King's consent, she alerts her father and uncle of the union. They confront Anne, who argues that the marriage has been consummated and what is done before God cannot be undone, and she is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Exile" title="Exile"&gt;exiled&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/France" title="France"&gt;France&lt;/a&gt; in disgrace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Boleyn family's fortunes seem to be secured when Mary becomes pregnant. When she nearly suffers a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Miscarriage" title="Miscarriage"&gt;miscarriage&lt;/a&gt;, she is confined to bed for the remainder of her pregnancy, and Norfolk recalls Anne to England to keep Henry's attention from wandering to another rival, particularly &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jane_Seymour" title="Jane Seymour"&gt;Jane Seymour&lt;/a&gt;. Anne successfully embarks on a campaign to seduce Henry, revealing herself to be more sophisticated and accomplished than she was prior to her exile. By withholding her sexual favors, she ensures the king's continued interest, finally making him promise never to bed his wife or speak to her sister in exchange for her giving him hope of eventually possessing her. Anne exacts this promise just after Mary gives birth to the much-anticipated son, making Mary's triumph hollow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The ambitious Anne encourages Henry to break from the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roman_Catholic_Church" title="Roman Catholic Church"&gt;Roman Catholic Church&lt;/a&gt; when &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clement_VII" title="Clement VII" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Pope Clement VII&lt;/a&gt; refuses to annul his marriage to Catherine. Henry succumbs to Anne's demands, declares himself the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Supreme_Governor_of_the_Church_of_England" title="Supreme Governor of the Church of England"&gt;Supreme Governor of the Church of England&lt;/a&gt;, and divorces his wife. The scandal of Anne's brief, secret marriage to Henry Percy threatens her forthcoming marriage to the king until Mary, out of loyalty to her family, returns to court and lies on Anne's behalf, assuring Henry her union with Percy never was consummated. Anne weds Henry and becomes Queen of England. The sisters reach a reconciliation and Mary stays by Anne's side at court.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Despite the birth of a healthy daughter, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elizabeth_I_of_England" title="Elizabeth I of England"&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/a&gt;, Henry is unhappy with Anne's failure to deliver a son and legitimate male heir to the throne. After she miscarries their second child, a now desperate Anne asks her brother George to try to impregnate her. Although he ultimately refuses to grant her request, his neglected wife &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jane_Boleyn,_Viscountess_Rochford" title="Jane Boleyn, Viscountess Rochford"&gt;Jane&lt;/a&gt; witnesses enough of their encounter to become suspicious. Her testimony leads to the arrest, trial, and execution of both George and Anne. Mary returns to court to plead for her sister's life, but Henry refuses to intercede. He warns Mary never to come to court again, because her family's disgrace could result in danger to her as well. Mary fulfills her last promise to Anne and takes care of her infant daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The closing captions reveal the king need not have been concerned about his failure to produce a legitimate male heir, because his daughter Elizabeth served her country well for forty-five years&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oUZojhOdphg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oUZojhOdphg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-2694704141447502098?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/2694704141447502098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=2694704141447502098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/2694704141447502098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/2694704141447502098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2008/09/other-boleyn-girl-2008.html' title='The Other Boleyn Girl (2008)'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-3928485052214034566</id><published>2008-09-11T15:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T15:41:38.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Justice My Ass</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Feel the UMNO really stupid after read this email. i m always not a "racing person". as i see my malay friends around me, they don need others help or protect to competition with us, some of them even much more better than me, success is just depend on how hardworking we are. And we all noe that the over protection will only produces "useless genaration". Maybe next time i should not give a single chance to the OMNO again as i realise that they nv "awake"!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;the email i received&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love this country you should  help circulate this mail to all your friends who are MIC and MCA members, if  they are not too busy enriching their own pockets and make future generation of  their children, their grand children and their great grand children suffer.  For  50 years the Chinese have given their vote to MCA and for 50 years MCA have pass  their vote to the Malay, yes Malay in UMNO for a little self benefits.  MCA  members have no balls to speak for the Chinese and yes MCA in Johor who have NO  Balls to speak against the UMNO. Where do you think the Malays come from  Indonesia lah and what ever happened to the great Chinese Warriors from Yunan  that saved these Malays from Siamese attack called Hang Tuah, Hang Jebat and  princess Hang Li Po??, disappears from our children history books that we used  to read in our school days (ungrateful UMNO).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only Raja Petra will speak  for the Chinese and the Indian.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PLEASE PASS THIS INFORMATION TO ALL YOUR RELATIVES AND  FRIENDS.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEEP PASSING IT UNTIL A NEW  GOVERNMENT TAKES OVER THE COUNTRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Raja Petra says, ' Justice My Ass !! '&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's ANOTHER  Reason NON-Malays Should &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Vote UMNO in  Any Future General Elections and Bye-Elections&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, June 05,  2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16:39 &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#2554c7;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;here from M'sians Unplugged ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Average Non-Malay Malaysians and NON-Malay Bumiputras  have&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; LITTLE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;future&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; for their children and  their grandchildren IF they still vote Barisan Nasional &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;which allows UMNO to remain in  Government&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; -&lt;i&gt; it was before, it is  today, and it will be tomorrow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpts&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;from article by Raja Petra  Kamarudin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raja Petra  Kamarudin &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Last month, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Umno&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Johor&lt;/b&gt; said that the greatest mistake they made  was in giving the non-Malay immigrants citizenship in August 1957. Now that they  have been given citizenship they show their ingratitude by voting for the  opposition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, non-Malays, even those born in Malaysia , are immigrants. And,  being immigrants, they must vote Barisan Nasional. And if they do not vote for  Barisan Nasional then they are ungrateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, voting is your right.  This is your right according to the Federal Constitution of Malaysia. Malays can  vote for whomsoever they would like to vote for because the Constitution allows  them to do so. Malays, therefore, can vote for the opposition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, if you are non-Malay, then you must vote for  Barisan Nasional because you are an immigrant. If you vote for the opposition  then you are a traitor, you are ungrateful, and it was a great mistake giving  you citizenship in 1957.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tun Dr Mahathir's father was born in &lt;b&gt;INDIA.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt; But Tun Dr Mahathir can vote opposition. He can even  oppose Umno like he is doing so now. In fact, he can even become the Prime  Minister. He is not an ungrateful immigrant who should be sent back to India .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tian Chua, however, can't oppose  Umno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Tian Chua, whose  family settled in Malaya long before the Portuguese came in 1511,  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;is an immigrant. And if he is not  happy and if he opposes Umno then he should go back to Chin a . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Umno &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;Johor regrets giving Tian Chua citizenship in 1957  but does not regret giving Tun Dr Mahathir citizenship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because Tun Dr Mahathir is Muslim while  Tian Chua is not.&lt;br /&gt;But if Tian Chua circumcises and takes on the Muslim name  of Musa Bin Susah and marries a Malay woman, then he need not go back to Chin a  and Umno does not regret giving him citizenship in 1957.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Malays have  a very warped view of justice. Malays practice two standards of justice.&lt;br /&gt;There is one standard for the Malays and another for the non-Malays.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:6;color:red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;90%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:6;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; of the tax is paid by the NON-Malays&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet  MS;font-size:130%;"&gt; and 10% by the Malays, says Tun Dr  Mahathir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:6;color:red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:6;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; of the scholarships must go to the  NON-Malays&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;and 90% to the Malays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And  when they propose to change this to &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;40% for the non-Malays &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and 60% for the Malays,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; the Malays raise a hue and cry. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they call this justice. And they say  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Islam is about  justice.'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUSTICE MY ASS, MAN !!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-3928485052214034566?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/3928485052214034566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=3928485052214034566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/3928485052214034566'/><link rel='self' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-6444986736941943231</id><published>2008-09-07T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T01:31:34.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i hope, when i wake up tomorro, i wont be sad anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i hope, when i wake up tomorro, the news i heard today is just a joke.&lt;br /&gt;i hope, when i wake up tomorro, if tat is not a joke, god pls give me and my dearest friend strength to move on.&lt;br /&gt;i m here to love u and ur litter son friend. be strong&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/8490020095682119249-6444986736941943231?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-3111674348964689137</id><published>2008-09-06T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T17:19:39.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY? Sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SMJLHrQ0ImI/AAAAAAAAACE/AVABmcC1ndk/s1600-h/tears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SMJLHrQ0ImI/AAAAAAAAACE/AVABmcC1ndk/s320/tears.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242835511457096290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;just finish my last blog, then receive my ji mui sms. her new born son heart found a pair of holes. suddenly i feel heartbroken, Y? Y? Y? y is him, i start asking myself and god why,and no one answer me at this moment. he is so small, i even hvn go back n see how his looks. and now, i don even want to noe how he looks like, i just wan him to healthy. i feel like crying now,how my friend gonna face it? it is sure tat their future will be taugher than expect. How? How? How? i feel i m lost, even i pretent ok when reply my friend. ask her to cold down, don so sad. where can be not sad de? even i cant contol my emotion now d. i really donnoe wat is can do for them,even donnoe how to walk out from this happend...i need some one to talk to now, or i need sleep a while. i donnoe wat i gonna do. it spoil my weekend.. no...even longer..&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/8490020095682119249-3111674348964689137?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/3111674348964689137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=3111674348964689137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/3111674348964689137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/3111674348964689137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-sad.html' title='WHY? Sad'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SMJLHrQ0ImI/AAAAAAAAACE/AVABmcC1ndk/s72-c/tears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-2224422935900068551</id><published>2008-09-06T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:45:31.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wuhuu&lt;/span&gt;...Finally, i complete my FYP presentation's slide which i need to present on next friday, and also my antenna assignment which need to pass up on monday. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;But actually still got alot of things need to complete adhead. tuesday got lab, then need to do lab report, friday present, so need to pratics and try to memorise what i want to say on the presentation.Emi assignment hvn touch yet, continue design my hardware which i should come out atleast one board at the end of this sem and perform lots of tests. After all this, i think  is the time to study my Final exam d. After exam need to move house, lolz..move to the place where i belong...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOME&lt;/span&gt;..yeah..i going home for my ITP(industrial Training Project). so i will stay at senai around 3 months. Will start training just one week after my final exam.kinda fast. like not enof time for me to rest lei.&lt;br /&gt;come back to the presentation, my modurater is ms kwek lee chong, at 1st i kinda happy to noe she is the one. cos atleast not alan or yong. But after telling this news to my friends, most of them feel pity for me..Y? as what they said, she is not a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"cincai"&lt;/span&gt; person. so ask me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; prepare good good b4 present to her. OMG..i m so scare , i m not a good student as tien sze(my adviser) knew it since i always ask those stupid questions.But LEE CHONG donnoe ei..how? later she expect me very good then how a? she sure dissapointted de. as xiao chyi worried, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will i get &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C &lt;/span&gt;for my presentaton?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Worry also useless friends... let us take a deep breath now 1st. "BREATH IN"......(lolz, my yoga classmates will noe wat i talking about)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all of u have a nice weekend..&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SMJDFBiHbQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4DTfqGRM0lQ/s1600-h/sot.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SMJDFBiHbQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4DTfqGRM0lQ/s320/sot.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242826669802614018" 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/8490020095682119249-2224422935900068551?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/2224422935900068551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=2224422935900068551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/2224422935900068551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/2224422935900068551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2008/09/busy-week.html' title='Busy week'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SMJDFBiHbQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4DTfqGRM0lQ/s72-c/sot.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-5831176841224303610</id><published>2008-09-02T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T17:05:14.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Tools Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday went shopping v Miss Mei,damn tired when reach home,from 12pm sth shop untill 9sth&lt;br /&gt;But brought some thing worth to celebrate yet agonized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DENG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deng&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;DenG&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;Deng................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLzyyYFkaLI/AAAAAAAAABU/w15tZYQq0rc/s1600-h/Image%28344%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLzyyYFkaLI/AAAAAAAAABU/w15tZYQq0rc/s320/Image%28344%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241331013625604274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Estee Lauder Make up set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLz7yg5RezI/AAAAAAAAABc/wmI-htGOhMo/s1600-h/Image%28351%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLz7yg5RezI/AAAAAAAAABc/wmI-htGOhMo/s400/Image%28351%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241340911594601266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLz7y6Aq_iI/AAAAAAAAABk/ml1DFTscvOM/s1600-h/Image%28349%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLz7y6Aq_iI/AAAAAAAAABk/ml1DFTscvOM/s400/Image%28349%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241340918336519714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The outer looks of my tools box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLz7y0pwE4I/AAAAAAAAABs/i84zmGO6ikc/s1600-h/Image%28348%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLz7y0pwE4I/AAAAAAAAABs/i84zmGO6ikc/s400/Image%28348%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241340916898206594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLz7zMhYoGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fnFLoub0zt8/s1600-h/Image%28346%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLz7zMhYoGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fnFLoub0zt8/s400/Image%28346%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241340923305566306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contents of my make up set&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 big tools box, 1 small bag,15 colors eyes shadow, 3 diff co lour blush,3 lips tick, 1 mascara,1 eyeliner pencil,1 liquid eyeliner,4 brushes, 1 eyebrow pencil,1 liquid foundation,100ml make up remover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;worth celebrating cos i finally have my own complete make up set which i should having from the beginning of the make up class. My teacher keep bising about it d. Beside that, the value of this complete set is really AMAZE me ..RM1440.00     OMG...but now i own this set with only RM480.00 ... damn &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cheap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. ok, maybe i should not use the word cheap as i still a student..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAMN WORTH&lt;/span&gt; may be better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But own this make up set also &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;agonizing me.&lt;br /&gt;erm... is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;agonizing my pocket since &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;spended more than RM550 on the 1st day of sept. My pocket money from parent for this month totally gone, and orcoding from my usual finalcial plan.which spend around RM1000 per month will be spoil. This month may be hit THE TARGET Rm 1500. Really cant accept myself spend like this. I tot only Britney Chong can make it, i don wish to follow his step although he is my BEST Friend. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,what i can comfirm is i had move further 1 step from my DSLR camera again.*_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-5831176841224303610?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/5831176841224303610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=5831176841224303610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/5831176841224303610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/5831176841224303610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-tools-box.html' title='My Tools Box'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLzyyYFkaLI/AAAAAAAAABU/w15tZYQq0rc/s72-c/Image%28344%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-8215925599156386744</id><published>2008-09-01T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T11:03:33.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best is yet to come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLtaIR0q46I/AAAAAAAAABM/XciI3xur-Ow/s1600-h/11-michael-jackson-081407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLtaIR0q46I/AAAAAAAAABM/XciI3xur-Ow/s320/11-michael-jackson-081407.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240881689645474722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="Font_color_Gold Font_style_B Font_size_E"&gt;When i was small, i felt MJ is a very funny and "ah gua" pop star. And always wonder why there were so many supporters crazy about him. Until one day i watched his concert performance dvd at a supermarket. Suddenly my heart was melting...me and my sis stood there donnoe for how long. we two really attracted by his performance..powerful yet  touching. and we cant help recall the scene of the concert although after long time.From tat moment, i found out the reason he become so famous .MJ---the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POP KING FORVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="Font_color_Gold Font_style_B Font_size_E"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="Font_color_Gold Font_style_B Font_size_E"&gt; Michael Jackson optimistic at 50, says 'The best is yet to come'&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p class="articleDate Font_color_A"&gt;                 &lt;/p&gt;                                               &lt;span class="Font_size_A Font_color_A"&gt;                                    &lt;/span&gt;                              &lt;span class="Font_color_B Font_size_F"&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span class="Font_size_C Font_style_B Font_color_A"&gt;                  NEW YORK - Michael Jackson celebrated his 50th birthday Friday but he's still young at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;                                                                                                                                   &lt;span id="ctl00_JEFeedsArticle2_PaginationDecorator1_spanPaginationStart" class="Font_color_B"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;p&gt; "I'll just have a little cake with my children and we'll probably watch some cartoons," the pop star said in an interview with ABC News' "Good Morning America." Jackson talked by phone with ABC on Thursday. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Jackson, a twice-divorced father of three, said he aims to provide a normal life for his children. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; "I am letting them enjoy their childhood as much as possible. . . . I let them go to the arcade and go to the movies and do things. I think that comes naturally. I want them to get to do things I didn't get to do," he said. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; "I get pretty emotional when I see them having a wonderful time," he said. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; As for his career, Jackson said he's "looking forward to doing a lot of great things. . . . I think the best is yet to come in my true humble opinion." &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; He said recording the blockbuster albums "Thriller" and "Off the Wall" were the happiest times of his life. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; "That meant very much to me and seemed to be received so beautifully by the public and the world. You know, I enjoyed it very much," he said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is my favorite  song of him. i cant found the video that melted me last time. But still hope u ll enjoy it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-14cef283da27df97" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D14cef283da27df97%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330221781%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D54F7AD5477ABE0360F398CBFD8CF9DFCC6BFAFB8.6A4C0D18B5ED5A5D5A7C6F3308C79FA3FEAF7F17%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D14cef283da27df97%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOt9KYDFYuF7NmQVfYzgOVypYWyI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D14cef283da27df97%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330221781%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D54F7AD5477ABE0360F398CBFD8CF9DFCC6BFAFB8.6A4C0D18B5ED5A5D5A7C6F3308C79FA3FEAF7F17%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D14cef283da27df97%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOt9KYDFYuF7NmQVfYzgOVypYWyI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-8215925599156386744?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/8215925599156386744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=8215925599156386744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/8215925599156386744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/8215925599156386744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2008/08/best-is-yet-to-come.html' title='The best is yet to come'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLtaIR0q46I/AAAAAAAAABM/XciI3xur-Ow/s72-c/11-michael-jackson-081407.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8490020095682119249.post-1844152931984070262</id><published>2008-08-31T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T17:30:23.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I m here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLpkn4sJYOI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/oFkc8TAkI38/s1600-h/molly01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLpkn4sJYOI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/oFkc8TAkI38/s320/molly01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240611752794218722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, i decided to start my blog at here. Nothing much to say now,since both my body and mind are damn tired..soon abd later i will explain the reason. stay tuned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8490020095682119249-1844152931984070262?l=momocheong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/feeds/1844152931984070262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8490020095682119249&amp;postID=1844152931984070262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/1844152931984070262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8490020095682119249/posts/default/1844152931984070262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momocheong.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-m-here.html' title='I m here'/><author><name>Molly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10055496712304982946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLplUDAOSRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2ihPqlmttq0/S220/30421913830868l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWBpHAs7Ods/SLpkn4sJYOI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/oFkc8TAkI38/s72-c/molly01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
