<?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-6437108669661767436</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:06:28.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~eLbiE's StoRi3s~</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome To My Life Stories</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437108669661767436.post-1980878291320809594</id><published>2009-10-17T14:24:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T16:37:26.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 25: ~Freaky Friday~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I've been going out for more than 18 hours from 12.30p.m on Friday until 7 something in the morning of the next day. It's really freak!! But it's fun....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We went to sing K for 4 hours in Music Box after we took our lunch at Kajang kopitiam. I almost lost my voice after the singing as I already cough for days. At 1st we planned to take dinner at Kajang and go to buy some food at Giant. But my friend, Bernard suddenly popped out an idea that why don't we rent a car for half a day and wandering around. Wow, It's new and excited for me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/StlvS_xJk2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/nxG-P2AwdHY/s1600-h/DSC00498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/StlvS_xJk2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/nxG-P2AwdHY/s320/DSC00498.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393464400898790242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Music Box&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/StlvSTe6mDI/AAAAAAAAAI0/EQrM1-nU0ow/s1600-h/DSC00497.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/StlvSTe6mDI/AAAAAAAAAI0/EQrM1-nU0ow/s320/DSC00497.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393464389011150898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;After making our minds up, we headed to Hentian Kajang to rent a car. It costs us RM60 to have a red Kenari excluding the cost for petrol. Deng Deng!! It's time to start our journey. haha... We went to eat at Kajang and then heading to Balakong for food purchasing and movie-ing. We watched 'Where Got Ghost' until the midnight of 12 something. KL would be the next destination for our 'tour'. I've heard that there are a lots of club in KL but I had never 'meet' them up yet. haha...Among those clubs, Aloha is the one that caught my sight and made me felt like wanna pace into it. Due to the fullness of parking lots, we missed the chance to have a clearer look inside those clubs. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/StlzcF1mbQI/AAAAAAAAAJU/fOPl95grvGE/s1600-h/DSC00575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/StlzcF1mbQI/AAAAAAAAAJU/fOPl95grvGE/s320/DSC00575.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393468955193404674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/StlzDgydwzI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Q3ip8BttFkA/s1600-h/DSC00580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/StlzDgydwzI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Q3ip8BttFkA/s320/DSC00580.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393468532931281714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aloha Main Entrance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/Stl1X0dUnhI/AAAAAAAAAJk/JVmbdaHztGs/s320/DSC00582.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393471080831950354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ALohA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;After that we went to Kepong where Weng Lun had his practical for two m0nths. He brought us to taste the food there. There are quite a lot of midnight food stalls where the 'Night Cat' could 'feed' their empty stomach with plenty of delicious food. We were 'choi soi-ing' nearly to 4a.m. Then, we departed to Putrajaya in which it has a real nice night view with the lights sparkling beneath the dark sky. But we were 'sesat' for some time to get there. huhuh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/Stl70RqW21I/AAAAAAAAAKc/p__fYYc3wWs/s320/DSC00592.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393478166777355090" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Putrajaya Presint 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/Stl7zl4H7ZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/daOzRaEGYGM/s1600-h/DSC00604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/Stl7zl4H7ZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/daOzRaEGYGM/s320/DSC00604.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393478155023936914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/Stl7zMNRsfI/AAAAAAAAAKM/sKEJQwjgUhQ/s1600-h/DSC00605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/Stl7zMNRsfI/AAAAAAAAAKM/sKEJQwjgUhQ/s320/DSC00605.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393478148133335538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/Stl7kRm7MSI/AAAAAAAAAKE/5G1jFUUyQQU/s1600-h/DSC00612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/Stl7kRm7MSI/AAAAAAAAAKE/5G1jFUUyQQU/s320/DSC00612.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393477891885052194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/Stl7j9kBwiI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/RK0eaAxafDg/s1600-h/DSC00624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/Stl7j9kBwiI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/RK0eaAxafDg/s320/DSC00624.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393477886504190498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mosque in Putrajaya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Putrajaya was the last destination for our half a day 'tour'. We leaved Putrajaya about 5.30a.m before 'the singer' managed to sing in the mosque. haha....We were extremely tired and sleepy and that made some of us kept on nodding our heads in the car. But the poor Weng Lun totally couldn't close his eyes because he was the only driver among us. Paiseh ya, Weng Lun. haha...We had our breakfast at the newly opened food stall at Kajang. I guess all of us were in half conscious when we eating up the food. After the breakfast, there came to an end for the new experiencing tour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I really had a lots of fun with them the whole day. I wish to wander around out of Selangor next time, maybe to Malacca or somewhere else. hehe....^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/Stl7jprIPcI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gL7xzpB10DI/s1600-h/DSC00621.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" text-decoration: underline;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437108669661767436-1980878291320809594?l=elbiepoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/1980878291320809594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437108669661767436&amp;postID=1980878291320809594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/1980878291320809594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/1980878291320809594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/2009/10/chapter-25-freaky-friday.html' title='Chapter 25: ~Freaky Friday~'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/StlvS_xJk2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/nxG-P2AwdHY/s72-c/DSC00498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437108669661767436.post-4165571734762856026</id><published>2009-08-16T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T22:11:48.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 24: Missing U, Mama!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I just can't get to know why i'm missing you so much, Mama. Hmmm...maybe it's because we have not seeing each other for months?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm missing your voice, your face, your everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today is FEP seniors' convocation. There're so many people around....parents, relatives, friends, seniors, juniors....Smile is always on their faces. I was starting to imagine how will the scene looks like when It's my convo. haha...quite silly thinking. By the way I still have one and half years to finish my studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;When I was looking at those parents around, I had a pretty strong feel that I was eagering to see my parents right at the moment. I just don't know why. Suddenly got a lot of things ran through my mind. Is that possible to have an edible potion which just allows those happy memorises or things stay in our mind? I wish It could be availabled in the coming future. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437108669661767436-4165571734762856026?l=elbiepoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/4165571734762856026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437108669661767436&amp;postID=4165571734762856026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/4165571734762856026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/4165571734762856026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/2009/08/chapter-24-missing-u-mama.html' title='Chapter 24: Missing U, Mama!!'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437108669661767436.post-8694711280216521260</id><published>2009-08-06T02:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T03:02:52.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 23: 我哭了</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;真没想到我又会为了这件事而哭了，而且还哭了蛮久。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;刚才在MSN跟她聊了很多很久，总觉得亏欠了她。想着想着，聊着聊着，就不能自主得流下了眼泪。流着流着，后来就变成了无声的哭泣了。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;真的很想回到以前的日子，不过对现在来说这已经是不可能了。那些也只能成为我生命中不可磨灭的记忆。我真的很庆幸，很高兴有她这样的一位‘姐姐’。我真心的希望与祝福她能比以前过得更好，过得更快乐！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;我们约定好以后都不再提起那件不愉快的事了，而且还要像以前那样有说有笑的。虽然在这之后，我也许不能再常常见到她了，不过多亏了科技的发达，我们还能在msn里聊天哦！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;哈哈。。。好高兴她还把我当成‘妹妹’哦。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;P/S: 姐，你要幸福快乐噢！！Miss you so so so much....!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437108669661767436-8694711280216521260?l=elbiepoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/8694711280216521260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437108669661767436&amp;postID=8694711280216521260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/8694711280216521260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/8694711280216521260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/2009/08/chapter-23.html' title='Chapter 23: 我哭了'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437108669661767436.post-2054248544704658505</id><published>2009-05-31T15:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T16:35:22.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 22: Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What a splendid Saturday that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; keen to have for weeks and even months. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my Law exam in the morning of Saturday. I realised that i got somewhere wrong with the principle, the section as well as the case that i used. Hope i still can get some marks for that question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My exam was until 10.30 a.m and i went back to have a rest before going out with friends. I waited bus at about 12p.m and i never expect that it would take me an hour to wait for its arrival. The long waiting and the hot weather almost took my patience off. Finally i got up the bus at 1.10p.m where my friends were already in the bus and headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kajang&lt;/span&gt; for our plan. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we had our lunch, we went to Metro Point for singing k. We made the reservation at 2.15p.m and it's still has few minutes to give us a breath of rest when reaching there. This was my longest singing where we took 5 hours staying in the small room and sang out loud. During the singing, we've called for services for 3 times. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;....i never make service call for that many before, quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;paiseh&lt;/span&gt;...we asked for refilling drinks for twice and a change of mic for another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the long singing, we went to '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Zhong&lt;/span&gt;' to have our dinner.  And then headed to Metro &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kajang&lt;/span&gt; to buy my facial wash with flavour of green tea. No doubt that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; a lover of green tea! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;... Time to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WAIT &lt;/span&gt;for bus &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;AGAIN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;UKM&lt;/span&gt; few minutes before 11p.m. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dn't&lt;/span&gt; go back to my hostel, instead i was going to my Fiona's room and had a shower there as we were running out of time to go for our next plan..... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MOVIE&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I've not step into the cinema for ages. I can't remember when and what movie i had at the very last time. It doesn't matter then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiona's friend picked us up at 11.30p.m but we let him waited for few minutes for us to dress up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;...sorry bout it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It took about half an hour or less or more...(er...i don't know actually...) to reach the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;GSC&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Alamanda&lt;/span&gt; (did i spell it right?). For our disappointment, there just left 4 seats but in separate places. This is same to go with other movie. Then we moved our target to the reserved seats and we got them at last. Felt quite sorry for those 4 persons indeed. But no choice, 1st come 1st serve. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Yippy&lt;/span&gt;, time to go for 'Angels and Demons'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite blur with the story as it's much related to religion (Christianity) that i don't have much idea with it. But it's quite a nice movie which i did get excited with certain parts of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie came to an end, it's time to go back also. On the way back, Fiona's friend told us some terms and stories related to Christianity that did appear in the movie. Although i still failed to get the whole story clear, at least i could get some parts of the story linked to one another. Not bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;wahaha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 3.20a.m when i reached my room. Whole block was in silence and i was the one who still remained awake i bet. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;...I still managed to go for a bath again before going to sleep as i can't bear the stickiness of my body every time after coming back from outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;....It's a great Saturday overall!! Satisfied with it....and it's a Saturday which i laughed the most since weeks.  :)  Look for the next one then..&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/6437108669661767436-2054248544704658505?l=elbiepoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/2054248544704658505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437108669661767436&amp;postID=2054248544704658505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/2054248544704658505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/2054248544704658505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/2009/05/chapter-22-saturday.html' title='Chapter 22: Saturday'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437108669661767436.post-8917445764971631985</id><published>2009-05-26T18:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T20:35:02.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 21 : Could they be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now is the 3rd week of 3rd &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which I will have my mid term exams also. 3rd &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is not as great as I think. Everything seems too rush. All the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;syllabus&lt;/span&gt; have to be taught in just 6 weeks including the days of exam. Can you imagine??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gone through half of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt; and I've not really realised it. Can say time is passing by so quickly? Yeah, absolutely... I take 3 subjects in this pretty short &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt; where two of them are requiring project papers. I haven't start them yet and I'm wondering if I can finish it on time. Time seems just ain't enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be more time for 3rd &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;there're&lt;/span&gt; quite a lot of things happened lately no matter to me myself or my family or people around me. Some time I do really feel tired of it. Think to avoid it, think to get rid of it, think to run far far away from it.... but then, I just can't do like the way I think 'cause it did happen right in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day was the very 1st time that i heard he cried right beside my ear from the other end of the phone. At the next moment, I could feel my tears rolling down across my cheeks. Sorry that I can't do anything to ease the pain in your heart and help to get those things to be resolved. How much I wish I could do so.  But no matter how, I'll always love you, dad and mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could there be lesser problems happen in my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always do i think that why others can live rather happier than i do. But then I would think another way round. Are they really happy every time? Or they also have things that trouble them? Maybe they have, just I won't get to know what kinda problems they are facing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could we have more happy time instead of the sad one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I've paid RM461.90 for my subjects fee as well as the accommodation fee which are RM288 and RM173.90 respectively. So there left not much in my bank account. Are they enough to support my daily spending for one more month here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I failed to follow those juniors to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Genting&lt;/span&gt; Highland. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;There're&lt;/span&gt; some reasons for my absence. Money, of course, is the main reason that took me into consideration. I was afraid that I would spend too much for the trip and lack of '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;agong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tao&lt;/span&gt;' to fulfill my stomach's dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I have more money than I'm having now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; would be the latest disease called H1N1 which got 2 or 3 people being infected so far. I don't have a clear info about this disease. How does it spreading among human beings? How can it be cured?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could there be lesser diseases being discovered from now on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last reason that I could think of would be....(I think it was the stupid reason though)...It's not worth that I pay the ticket for outdoor games as I'm not dare and maybe can't afford to play most of the games. I think I would probably vomit right after playing those exciting games. And I scared my heart could hardly stand for the excitement which brings by the games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I have a stronger heart and body to fight for all excitements and shocks in my later live?&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/6437108669661767436-8917445764971631985?l=elbiepoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/8917445764971631985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437108669661767436&amp;postID=8917445764971631985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/8917445764971631985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/8917445764971631985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/2009/05/chapter-21-could-they-be.html' title='Chapter 21 : Could they be?'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437108669661767436.post-454151166156728009</id><published>2009-05-06T14:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T15:42:57.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 20: Late...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Today i had my 2nd last paper which was PPDI at 12p.m. I set my cellphone alarm at 8.30a.m last night before slept as i thought to wake up earlier to look through again for the last chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, i was awaken by my sudden ringing cellphone. I had totally no idea about who the caller was because he or she hung up the call when i just managed to say 'Hello'. Well, this was not the point that i wanna deliver but i do appreciate it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing was here....when i looked at the mini alarm clock which stands still on my table, it showed the time with 10.45a.m. What?!!! 10.45a.m.!!! WTF!! How could i wake up so late?!! I was panic but my mind still try hard to make thing better. It kept running and produced steps that i should take and complete before 11a.m. because i need to go wait for the bus to DG at 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately grabbed my toothbrush, shower foam, facial wash and rushed to the bath room. It took me about 10 minutes to get all the things done. Hu....luckily i still manage to go out at sharp 11. I couldn't remember how and when i turned the alarm off. Maybe I did it without my consciousness. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437108669661767436-454151166156728009?l=elbiepoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/454151166156728009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437108669661767436&amp;postID=454151166156728009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/454151166156728009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/454151166156728009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/2009/05/chapter-20-late.html' title='Chapter 20: Late...'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437108669661767436.post-9098792742015544661</id><published>2009-05-05T20:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:43:31.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 19: Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Final exams is about to end and it carries a meaning that it's time to put an end for this semester where at the same time the new semester is awaiting for our arrivals. I'm just going to have 3rd sem ,which people call it as short sem, right after i finished the final exam. Meanwhile, some of my friends will have their practicals in different places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...don't know why i don't have the mood looking forward in the coming sem. Just feel uneasy with all the things around me. I feel like there's a big stone stucks in my heart that makes me couldn't let out a sigh of relief. I just don't know why. It's kinda weird feeling which i never know the reason why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hardly missing home and my mom these few days. I made calls to her almost every day recently. That's why my phone credit keeps on dropping from it's place. Yet, it doesn't matter. I just wanna hear her voice coming from the other end of the phone. It makes me happy every time after i hang up the call. Is this what we called.....homesick?? haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i will be back home not until 3 months from now, it feels like years to go and i may need to go through many things in this period of time. There's nowhere i can escape to. Just FACE FACE FACE! ArggGg....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things seem to be complicated when one growing older and older. Even with the simplest thing. Is that because of we think too much? Perhaps it is. If i could, i wanna turn everything back to where it was at the time when i was young, so that i won't feel so frustrated and moody when things get bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you were in my shoes? Would you feel like the way i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything just ain't right......&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/6437108669661767436-9098792742015544661?l=elbiepoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/9098792742015544661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437108669661767436&amp;postID=9098792742015544661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/9098792742015544661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/9098792742015544661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/2009/05/chapter-19-why.html' title='Chapter 19: Why?'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437108669661767436.post-1050081004541700640</id><published>2009-05-04T02:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T02:20:36.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 18: Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;I've just read a mail where there's a part says like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is history.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is mystery.&lt;br /&gt;Today is a gift.&lt;br /&gt;That's why it called PRESENT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gift = Present,&lt;br /&gt;Present = Today,&lt;br /&gt;Today = Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why we have to appreciate everyone and everything that we have now as they are gifts in our lives. We never know what tomorrow will be liked. It may be a happy day and it may be the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to be satisfied with what we have and don't let them go worthlessly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437108669661767436-1050081004541700640?l=elbiepoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/1050081004541700640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437108669661767436&amp;postID=1050081004541700640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/1050081004541700640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/1050081004541700640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/2009/05/chapter-18-present.html' title='Chapter 18: Present'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437108669661767436.post-7385453233213161222</id><published>2009-04-29T18:52:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T20:35:40.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 17: SumMer iN MaLaySia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;It's finally rain about 5 or 6 hours ago. Yet, not as long as i wish.  I've been waiting for it for almost a century. Am I exaggerating? haha....i guess i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, don't know what's the matter that not rain for weeks. It's really damn hot and dry. Even my drinking water becomes warm after putting on the table near the window. Is this the summer season in Malaysia??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i would like to ask a question: "Uncle Rain, are you doing a strike these few weeks because of not being paid?" hihi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Uncle Sun really doing his job by coming up  early in the morning. The hot weather makes me hardly concentrate on my studies for exams. My mind always being distracted and flies away from books.  I totally can't feel the fresh air in my small room. Everything just 'hot'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Shokubutsu with green tea flavour is being used up so quickly because i take shower more than i usually do. Three or four times a day. Just like today, i bathe early in the morning before going for exam. Took bath again after coming back from exam. And took a shower again just now. Perhaps do it once again later before sleep. hehe... Every time i bathe, i Just wonder whether i bathe with a water heater? The water just warm all the time. How can it be....hai....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's winter over Australia. How much i wish i could be there. Put on a think sweater and scarf around my neck, i can walk on the roadside which covered by white snow all around. I can even build a cutie snowman outside the house and have a snow war with family or friends. Sitting in front of the fireplace and having some cookies with some hot drink, looking outside the window where the snow begins to fall. Wow...how nice it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Malaysia never has winter? Is that because of the stupid equator (Khatulistiwa) or 'the Line'? sigh...I'm not the creator of the earth, or else i can relocate Malaysia to a more suitable place. wahahah...it's a kinda of day dreaming, but then now is night time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hope will rain again and again for these few days.....plZzz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;XP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437108669661767436-7385453233213161222?l=elbiepoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/7385453233213161222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437108669661767436&amp;postID=7385453233213161222' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/7385453233213161222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/7385453233213161222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/2009/04/chapter-17-raining.html' title='Chapter 17: SumMer iN MaLaySia'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437108669661767436.post-6720881913994350148</id><published>2009-04-14T21:51:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:11:41.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 16: She is no longer here....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Just now my mom told me that my aunt passed away this morning about 11 something. Before this, I was already heard she was very sick for days or weeks. Last night we still mentioned about her when I phoned my mom. She's being sent to hospital once again. My mom said that she might not getting well or going through at this state. But I never expect she's gone this fast. Luckily she was not that suffering when she passed away. She went with a serene face. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was not the 1st time I heard she stayed in hospital for days. Last year, she was also got sick quite seriously and I was scared she's just went like that. Fortunately, I still can say 'Happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt;' to her during this past new year. Seeing she sat on her chair with her serene smile. She always look that kind. She suffered a lot with diabetes and need to be injected everyday to control her sickness. She could not move and walk easily like us. So she spent most of her time sitting on her chair. Sometime I am wondering that will she feels lonely by sitting there all alone doing nothing? But I know that she never wants to be like that and could do nothing about it as well. Is this what life called? Is this the life we would have when we getting older? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly think of a song namely 'Now That She's Gone' by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;JJ&lt;/span&gt; 林俊杰. I could still remember there's a sentence says that "Now that she's gone, what's left &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; us is this song." in the lyrics. Yeah, now what's left of us is the memories together with her. Maybe this is the time for her to find a peaceful place and stay there happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace, my lovely aunt. We'll never forget you in our life time. Miss you...&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/6437108669661767436-6720881913994350148?l=elbiepoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/6720881913994350148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437108669661767436&amp;postID=6720881913994350148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/6720881913994350148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/6720881913994350148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/2009/04/chapter-16-she-is-no-longer-here.html' title='Chapter 16: She is no longer here....'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437108669661767436.post-6492826654392040782</id><published>2009-03-10T22:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T00:24:11.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 15: He is a FREAK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Supposed I'm having my 2nd last paper for mid exam today which is SP, who knows....it'd been postponed! The reason was the lecturer's pendrive is broken so he has to reset the questions once again. What the hell is that foolish reason huh! Just because of this silly reason, I've used up few days to study and get myself ready for it, and forced to put another subject aside which needs a lot of memorizing. Urggg....Fine then~ however this is not the worst thing for today's class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For what I've known, this SP lecturer is always being emotional. He can smiles at you kindly at this moment but shows you a 'black face' at the next. I still remembered...no no...should be I'll never forget that he ever left us behind just after the moment he finished drawing few lines on the white board. It just took about 10 or even less than 10 minutes for him to attend a class that day just because of some students were late for few minutes. Can you imagine?? haha....I still made a guess that he would end the class at 3.30p.m, but then I was overestimated apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for today, everything seemed alright when the class began. He was explaining today's lesson while writing some examples on the white board. Suddenly, he stopped. He pointed out one of the students who sat few rows behind me and scolded him for talking in the class. He is impressive because he is the only chinese guy in the class and the lec could even remember where he usually sit at. Wow...! The lucky angel was obviously not by his side today, therefore, he was being 'halau' by the emo lec. And....the crazy lec declared to fail him in the mid exam in front of the class. It's damn serious man!! But what to do, he has the right to do what he likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, he kept on saying he was very angry throughout the lesson and the most damn thing is...he is going to set the much more harder questions for us in the exam!! Are you a freak or psycho, old man?!! What a petty old man he is! Ish ish ish....hu....hu....cool down cool down....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai...I'm worrying about my SP exam now~ what can I do?? Nothing perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437108669661767436-6492826654392040782?l=elbiepoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/6492826654392040782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437108669661767436&amp;postID=6492826654392040782' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/6492826654392040782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/6492826654392040782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/2009/03/chapter-15-he-is-freak.html' title='Chapter 15: He is a FREAK!'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437108669661767436.post-2654957275873415463</id><published>2009-02-22T20:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T00:30:51.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 14: bLack-Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was black-out last night. Oops...supposed to be very early before dawn, about 5 something in the morning today. haha.... I was still awake at that time as I did take a nap before 1a.m, so won't feel sleepy after that. I was reading the last chapter of a novel before going to bed. Before I could do it, the darkness was fallen suddenly. I couldn't even see a thing around me. Immediately, I found out it's black-out actually. Hu....scare me~ I thought it was just my block in the dark, but when I looked out the window to the block next to mine, it's black also. Don't know why, I felt a bit relieved...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really damn quiet after black-out because the sound which made by the spinning fan was remained silent. I could hardly bear the hotness in the room but there's nothing i can do. Just can holding a book and kept fanning myself. At the same time, the disgusting mosquitoes were fooling around me and giving a lots of 'kiss mark' on my hands and legs. Oh gosh, they were really annoying!!! I've killed about 8 or 9 mosquitoes while they tried to 'kiss' me!! I could not sleep totally. It was hard time for me...really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could hear some noises outside my door as others were,maybe ,awaken by the hotness as well. Time passed quietly while I trying my best to 'slap' those impolite mosquitoes. The 'Uncle Sun' began to peep his head out through the clouds. And I was about to fell sleep in the early morning. Hai....what a 'soi' day huh! Damn torturing...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's not over yet. The electricity just back to its job just now at 7pm sth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; after a whole day strike. haha~ Luckily no need to face the completely darkness tonight. Choi choi choi...cannot simply say any unlucky thing! wahahah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437108669661767436-2654957275873415463?l=elbiepoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/2654957275873415463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437108669661767436&amp;postID=2654957275873415463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/2654957275873415463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/2654957275873415463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/2009/02/chapter-14-black-out.html' title='Chapter 14: bLack-Out'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437108669661767436.post-7454951787366755445</id><published>2009-02-22T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T20:51:32.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 13: 1st Paper in This Sem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I had my 1st paper for mid sem exam yesterday. It's IA II. Before going to the exam hall, I had not much feelings. Just hope I could remember all the things that I've learnt. My exam was at 2p.m, so I went to wait for my friend about 1.30p.m. I took more than 10 minutes to wait her coming. Frankly, my patience was about to run out. I even went back to my room and made a call to her. Hu.... I didn't mean to blame her what, but we were going to sit for the exam, so i was a bit worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why, the exam was 10 minutes behind time. I was getting nervous when the time passed by minute by minute. My heart was pumping in speed when going into the exam hall and finding a place to sit. Well, I left some blank in the papers as I didnt know how to answer. Hai....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the exam, I let out a sign of relief 'cause my 1st paper was over. HaHa...it's just my 1st paper. I felt very tired and hungry after that. My stomach started to scream while I still writing on the papers. haha.... So i asked my friends to go cafe earlier than usual. Remained the same, I ordered 'ayam goreng kunyit' for my dinner. Once I like a kinda of food, I will eat it almost every day. wahaha....it's my royalty towards food!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends always say there's no new post in my blog while they had few already in theirs. haha... well, now I'm updating my blog with my newest story. haha....although it's just a little part, it did happen in my life. It's good to jot them down some time for memories...perhaps... :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437108669661767436-7454951787366755445?l=elbiepoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/7454951787366755445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437108669661767436&amp;postID=7454951787366755445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/7454951787366755445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/7454951787366755445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/2009/02/chapter-13-1st-paper-in-this-sem.html' title='Chapter 13: 1st Paper in This Sem'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437108669661767436.post-3840645747348663915</id><published>2009-01-17T01:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T02:10:48.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 12: Unforgettable 21st Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Today is my 21st birthday. I even forgot it is today. Hahah...My uni friends celebrated with me right after the PAP dinner in the DECTAR. Wow, what a coincidence again~ haha...Before this, my 'nong li' birthday was on Christmas day. It's my lucky day, I assume! After I blew the candles, they pushed the candle deep inside the cake and asked me to take it out with my mouth. It seems like a traditional for birthday. Haha... Well, I bet everyone knows what will happen after that. Yeah, they pushed my face on the cake! Hmmm.... the delicious cheese cake was sticked on my big face. Haha... Some of them still said the cake was not creamy and sticky enough...=.=`` But then the cake was so delicious and I like cheese cake very much! It's from Secret Recipe and I like it's cakes!! wahaha...I never expect that I will have my birthday at a big place like DECTAR and there're so many people around. I could feel a burst of heat on my ears. They sang 3 different languages of birthday songs to me~ wahahah....every time when I felt like it was the end of the song, they sang again with different language...Anyway, It's really a different, amazing and unforgettable 21st birthday for me! I love it and even appreciate it! I will never forget today~ Thanks for tonight, all of my dear friends!! Love you all!! &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/6437108669661767436-3840645747348663915?l=elbiepoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/3840645747348663915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437108669661767436&amp;postID=3840645747348663915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/3840645747348663915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/3840645747348663915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/2009/01/chapter-12-unforgettable-21st-birthday.html' title='Chapter 12: Unforgettable 21st Birthday'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437108669661767436.post-4328523174244277115</id><published>2009-01-09T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T20:40:33.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 11: Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's quite funny to write about christmas eve now after weeks. Actually I'm really lazy to write anything here but after reading my friends' blog, just feel that I should drop something here as memorises. It's a chance to recall back those memorises as well. See what can I remember for that day ya...as I will not remember very well what had happened two days before..normally like that...Hihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with my two best friends at that morning..oOpss...should be a whole day. But I forgot where we went for day time. I just remembered we started to prepare ourselves at about 5 something in the evening. We prepared at Jiun's house as it becomes our habit to get ourselves ready before going to any celebration. I have totally have no skill in making up my face, so this job falls to my buddy for sure. haha...so lame isn't? Oh ya, now I just remembered before we going to Jiun's house, we went to buy some make up stuffs at Tun Jugah. Surprisingly, some of those stuff were my birthday presents because on the day of Christmas is my birthday according to Lunar Calendar. Wahaha...so happy! What a coincidence huh!! After finished preparing, Jiun's boyfriend came to fetch us out. In the car, we kept on thinking where should we go to have our dinner as many places were full of people. At last, we decided to go to Fragpe which is located Travillion. It was the same place where we had dinner during Chritmas Eve year before. Same condition!! We waited the food to come for quite long. It's really bad service. Ish ish ish....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we planned to go pub as those places are normally filled with an atmosphere of excitement and happiness maybe. Frankly, I don't really like those places. Instead a bit scared of it. But It's ok to give a try. Unfortunately, we could hardly find a parking place and most of the pub was full with people around. After few rounds finding place to park, we gave up finally and drove away. And It's almost near to 12a.m, so we rushed to Spring to watch the fireworks there. Luckily we still could reach on time. Haha...It's beautiful man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no point to go pub since the peak time of celebrating Chritmas was over. Thus, we went to Bing Coffee to have a drink. After that, Jiun's boyfriend fetched us back to Jiun's house as Ying and me stayed overnight at her house. After finished our bath, we still doing mask! haha...It's crazy right? But it's fun. We couldn't stop from laughing at each other as our faces were black in colour after applying the cream, but we couldn't laugh hardly as we scared the mask will crack and wrinkle our faces. haha....it's a sweet memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's a quite different Christmas Eve that I had because we were just in the car driving here and there whole the night. Ying still fell sleep in the car. Haha...no point...she is a healthy baby who sleeps early. Anyway, at least we could celebrate Christmas together!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437108669661767436-4328523174244277115?l=elbiepoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/4328523174244277115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437108669661767436&amp;postID=4328523174244277115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/4328523174244277115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/4328523174244277115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/2009/01/chapter-11-christmas-eve.html' title='Chapter 11: Christmas Eve'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437108669661767436.post-899934373338507241</id><published>2008-11-25T22:28:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T01:14:15.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 10:  Penang Trip 21/11-24/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Finally back from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Penang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; night. I reached &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kuching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; around 8p.m. It's actually 15 minutes earlier. I stayed at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Penang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for 4 days 3 nights. First night we stayed at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Zhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hui's house. Before going to her house, she fetched us to go eat. She paid for all the food. Really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;paiseh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about it...haha...after that, she recommend that we can book one new hotel named B-Suite as it's rather cheaper. It just costs RM135 per night. It's really elegant and nice! But then we missed the chance to stay in it because of our consideration. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Aiks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.... Then we went to another hotel named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Seri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Malaysia. It looks like hostel rather than hotel. Disappointed....but no choice. That night I slept at around 4a.m as I talked with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Zhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hui while others slept already. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Zhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hui fetched us to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Seri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Malaysia after going for breakfast and snake temple. It's the first time I touched the snake. Ouch...I'm scared. About 3p.m we just out with Ting's friends, Steve and Eric. Actually I quite afraid that we have no topic to talk about but luckily they are talkative instead. Same like us. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... They brought us go here and there. And most of the time, they paid the bills for food. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Paiseh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again. At night, Ting's sister went out with us because she's working in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Penang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. About 12 something, we back to the 'hostel' after sending Ting's sis back to her place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 3rd day, Eric came to fetch us out while Steve had volley ball competition at the beach. We went to pick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Vilyn's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; friend who studies at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;USM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and had a ride in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;USM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; compound. After that we just met Steve up. We went to visit their (Steve and Eric) living place. It's not bad. We can see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Penang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bridge outside from their place. It's much more condominium and apartment than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Kuching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. More or less same as 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day journey where we went here and there and ate food at different places. It's too much to eat. It really enjoyable. Just walk around and eat. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...At night, after went back to our 'hostel' rather earlier as we were tired already, our senior came to our place and chit-chatting with us till quite late. One day past again. Time past too fast that we were going to back home on the next day. It's one of my sweet memories in my life. I wish to travel to other state with my friends next time. 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&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Lok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Shi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS5yx7EqcLI/AAAAAAAAAD0/vc9uaVkmh04/s1600-h/DSC00802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS5yx7EqcLI/AAAAAAAAAD0/vc9uaVkmh04/s320/DSC00802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273278415693836466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS5yxiMSAnI/AAAAAAAAADs/5CQM_DfEaSE/s1600-h/22112008751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SSwWcsMGpnI/AAAAAAAAADk/IcM1YZfbqI0/s320/22112008742.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272613945898083954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SSwWcD9unDI/AAAAAAAAADU/H2UJmOczICw/s1600-h/22112008750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SSwWcD9unDI/AAAAAAAAADU/H2UJmOczICw/s320/22112008750.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272613935100369970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS6zinLEC-I/AAAAAAAAAEE/oCFlPp1le6M/s1600-h/DSC00803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS6zinLEC-I/AAAAAAAAAEE/oCFlPp1le6M/s320/DSC00803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273349620909738978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                   The Ship Restaurant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS6zjB3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-zCkYsGxwtA/s1600-h/22112008765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS6zjB3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-zCkYsGxwtA/s320/22112008765.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273349628074434178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On 23&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS6zjGLo--I/AAAAAAAAAEc/nZ8o74WJSOY/s1600-h/DSC00817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS6zjGLo--I/AAAAAAAAAEc/nZ8o74WJSOY/s320/DSC00817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273349629233658850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                              Temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS6zjpYQNPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/WAi7PXio-pY/s1600-h/DSC00815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS6zjpYQNPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/WAi7PXio-pY/s320/DSC00815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273349638681801970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS63oxuJFZI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zADTVrULdhU/s1600-h/23112008777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS63oxuJFZI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zADTVrULdhU/s320/23112008777.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273354124866950546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS63pCSWUmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/hnp5DC-rLPQ/s1600-h/DSC00822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS63pCSWUmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/hnp5DC-rLPQ/s320/DSC00822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273354129313780322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS63pgT3JVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/5kggJfBUPhU/s1600-h/23112008780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS63pgT3JVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/5kggJfBUPhU/s320/23112008780.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273354137373189458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS63pSfylVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/d6myTfrv7SA/s1600-h/23112008781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS63pSfylVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/d6myTfrv7SA/s320/23112008781.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273354133665125714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS63qEuqyZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/rgH9th5JwYs/s1600-h/23112008782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS63qEuqyZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/rgH9th5JwYs/s320/23112008782.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273354147149302162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS66GfNfldI/AAAAAAAAAFs/guub3Agw3gU/s1600-h/DSC00869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS66GfNfldI/AAAAAAAAAFs/guub3Agw3gU/s320/DSC00869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273356834317506002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                         Toy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS66Guf9-_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/PF0ibxPxnbQ/s1600-h/DSC00873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS66Guf9-_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/PF0ibxPxnbQ/s320/DSC00873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273356838421527538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS66GakWVTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ETMC2c8wl4Y/s1600-h/DSC00859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS66GakWVTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ETMC2c8wl4Y/s320/DSC00859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273356833071191346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS66GNZm9tI/AAAAAAAAAFc/g1sApALz-bc/s1600-h/DSC00856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS66GNZm9tI/AAAAAAAAAFc/g1sApALz-bc/s320/DSC00856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273356829536483026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS66F-dgMnI/AAAAAAAAAFU/-qYnI9EXYCo/s1600-h/DSC00843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS66F-dgMnI/AAAAAAAAAFU/-qYnI9EXYCo/s320/DSC00843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273356825526284914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS68GMWZKLI/AAAAAAAAAGU/eVH6b3xO2uk/s1600-h/DSC00858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS68GMWZKLI/AAAAAAAAAGU/eVH6b3xO2uk/s320/DSC00858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273359028277815474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS68FljP59I/AAAAAAAAAGE/75b99KoyP5A/s1600-h/23112008805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS68FljP59I/AAAAAAAAAGE/75b99KoyP5A/s320/23112008805.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273359017862752210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS68FeGxh9I/AAAAAAAAAF8/WyjcMFRl0Mc/s1600-h/23112008787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS68FeGxh9I/AAAAAAAAAF8/WyjcMFRl0Mc/s320/23112008787.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273359015864272850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SS68F6tmKsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/rBWHaNmVdzo/s1600-h/23112008829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;coursemates&lt;/span&gt;. This is the 1st time I hang out with them. They suggested to take Rapid KL instead of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;KTM&lt;/span&gt; which I never try before, it's the 1st time as well. It took quite a long time to reach there but the bus ticket is much more cheaper than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;KTM&lt;/span&gt;'s. It cost just RM2 for two journeys go and back. After we reached there, we straight away went to buy movie tickets. They wanted to watch Madagascar 2, but I was a little bit refused. But then I still agreed since most of them wanted to watch. Out of my expectation, it's not that bad, quite funny instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, not as boring as i think it is. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;...so don't try to judge a book by it's cover. This is the 1st time again I watched a movie at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Timesquare&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had lots of 'first time' in this semester indeed. First time I have to sleep alone in hostel as I'm staying in senior block which is one room per person. At first, I was scared for sure because I always think too much especially about 'that thing'. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;...few days later, however, I was used to it. Is it too fast for me to adapt the new condition? If now I'm requested to move back to junior block where I will have a roommate, I think I would not accept it. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I was facing trouble with my study loan three months ago. It's first time. I was totally panic and my mind was blank like a piece of white paper when I got to know the bad news. I couldn't get my loan due to incorrect information that I filled for the application form. They were supposed to discover the error from the start but they failed to do so. They just recognized it at the beginning of this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;! Can't deny that it's my fault in filling the wrong info, but they should check it properly and make me known about it at the very first time! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Aiks&lt;/span&gt;~It's quite a troublesome and long procedure to apply again for the loan. I did ask helps from my friends for fetching me here and there. Really thanks to all of you!! Once again, I went to KL Central to deal something with the loan by myself for the first time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hai&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, my lovely laptop was being reformatted because of the stupid viruses for the first time not long ago. Ouch, it's kinda pain in my heart! But luckily my senior helped me to settle the problem. He helped me reformatted and installed back most of the program that I want. Very thanks ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course creating my own blog was also one of the first times o. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;...It's quite fun to post something in blog and share it with friends...Last but not least, I'm first time travelling to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Penang&lt;/span&gt; soon! Looking for it now. Yeah yeah~ Actually I still got many first time which I could hardly remember now. Got good one and also bad for sure. However, all of them were my experiences in life which make my life full of colourful stories. Not bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437108669661767436-827599072535827563?l=elbiepoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/827599072535827563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437108669661767436&amp;postID=827599072535827563' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/827599072535827563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/827599072535827563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/2008/11/chapter-9-first-time.html' title='Chapter 9: First Time'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437108669661767436.post-3663433596011987192</id><published>2008-11-17T21:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:00:25.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 8: Finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Finally my exam is over. I had my last paper today. It's not too tough but of course it's not too easy for me as well. At least it's not as difficult as finance. I managed to answer for all of the questions this time. Unlike last time when mid sem, I left lot of the questions blank as I didn't know how to answer. Don't know what grade will I get for this subject. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I need not to study like crazy now but i don't have the feeling of release. Not that excited as I think I will, don't know why, I wonder. But it doesn't matter, as long as I can forget about book and do whatever I like now. Haha... I'm gonna pack all my things up for the sem break again in these few days. After that move them to the locker that I rented. My things are getting more and more so don't know the locker can fit all of them or not. It's really a tiring stuff to deal with. This is the thing that i don't like for staying in hostel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, Vilyn told me that one of competitors for Superstar Season 3 was committed suicide because of love. She was the 2nd runner-up in the singing competition. I know very little of her because I didn't watch Season 3. I wondered that is this the only way for her to solve the problem that she faced? Is it worth? I can't tell it surely as I don't know her feelings for being hurt or what. Nobody can judge it as we are not her. I just know that her family and friends need long long time to heal their inner pain for this unexpected tragedy. Finally she chose this way and left everything behind and went to a peaceful place, maybe, alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i won't take such action as she did if I face similar love problem in future because i can't predict my future and my thought may be changed when time goes by. Just hope this day will never come in my life. Amitoufo~ haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yippy, just left 3 more days that i can go to Penang lu!! Haha...Penang, I'm coming!! Yahoo...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437108669661767436-3663433596011987192?l=elbiepoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/3663433596011987192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437108669661767436&amp;postID=3663433596011987192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/3663433596011987192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/3663433596011987192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally.html' title='Chapter 8: Finally'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437108669661767436.post-851422317755016354</id><published>2008-11-14T03:43:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T14:37:37.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 7: Miserable...</title><content type='html'>In this exam period, i faced a lot of studies problems. Time, understanding, concentration and so on. Frankly, i still don't have a clear and obvious idea of how to handle these problems which i will encounter in every exam. I'm easily distracted by things around me. Lots of temptation which i could hardly ignore. 'Not enough time to study', 'I don't understand what is it about'...all of these are the phrases that i always mention. But, did i take any action? Erm... Some time i do, some time i don't. I know it's all because of my own attitude which brings up these troubles. That's why....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take 6 subjects in this semester. Two out of six are my majoring subjects that are costing and taxation I. Other four are compulsory subjects for all either business or accounting students. Now, i just left one last paper which i will be sitting for next Monday. It's macroeconomic paper. I don't have much confidence in scoring it well for sure. So as my past five papers. I was really disappointed and dismal when i found that i had totally no idea to answer the questions. Just like today, i could just barely answered three out of five questions for financial paper. Almost same condition goes to my costing and taxation I papers. It's really feel like shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, Ting asked me if  i have ever get C in my exam. I said no....not yet. But now i think that the C's are on the way to visit me very soon. I'm their prey this time. No way to escape! I really don't hope to have C in my results. It's damn UGLY! Really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, there's still happiness waiting for me after this exhausting exam. I'm gonna have a few days trip to Penang with my friends. I've never been there before and this is the first trip which i ever have with my Uni friends. How Penang looks like? Eager to look for it's views. Heard that it's a place with variety of food and I won't let go this chance to taste it!! haha.... Can't wait to go now. Hope i will have a  nice and enjoyable trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437108669661767436-851422317755016354?l=elbiepoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/851422317755016354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437108669661767436&amp;postID=851422317755016354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/851422317755016354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/851422317755016354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/2008/11/chapter-7-miserable.html' title='Chapter 7: Miserable...'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437108669661767436.post-5251951991592631981</id><published>2008-11-01T19:03:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T16:51:24.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6: What am i doing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Final exam is coming and it's just on next week. But what am i doing? Doing nothing but other things. Hai... Why i always act like this. Is it because of my laziness? I think it is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;I've wasted so much times which i can actually used to revise my studies. Instead, i used it for surfing the Net, sleeping and so on. What on earth am i thinking about?! Huh~ i don't know. I always think to achieve better results in my exam but it just a thought in my mind. I always fail to do something on that thought. Aiks....i hate myself so much! Why others can do what they think... Perhaps it's nothing about the CAN, it's all about the WANT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;I can't always be like this!! I must do something!! My will in studying, please come back to me faster! I need you now~ I'm waiting for you o! haha.... Am i sound crazy?? I do think so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Anyway, hope everything will fall into place very soon. Good luck everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437108669661767436-5251951991592631981?l=elbiepoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/5251951991592631981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437108669661767436&amp;postID=5251951991592631981' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/5251951991592631981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/5251951991592631981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/2008/11/chapter-6-what-am-i-doing.html' title='Chapter 6: What am i doing?'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437108669661767436.post-6124271214074925524</id><published>2008-11-01T09:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T12:41:05.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 5: Vampire Knight Guilty</title><content type='html'>I've read Vampire Knight Guilty which is Season II last night. I spent quite a long time to finished reading until the latest chapter (Chapter 44) as the movies of it haven't been uploaded in the web. The feelings were different when reading Season I and II. The story in the Season II was totally out of my expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, i was so excited to read it because i wanna know how the story will turn to be then. It's still ok after reading few chapters. Everything seemed fine. In the story, Yuuki ,who lost her memories before the age of 4, felt worried and scared about her pass. She couldn't remember what had she done before and even her family. She always wondered why her parents abandoned her in the snow and nearly being attacked by a vampire. Luckily Kaname appearred and rescued her from the danger. She was so desperate to know about her pass, so she found Kaname who may know clearly about her lost memorise. Yet, Kaname was always refused to tell her the truth unless she was willing to be his lover so that he could protect her after revealing the truth of her pass. But then, Kaname still remained the same....not try to tell Yuuki anything. This made her very mad about Kaname.&lt;br /&gt;After reading up to here, the story started to turn the other way round. Everything seemed not really right. There's a Master who was a vampire as well tended to find a way for him to revive. He switched his 'soul' into his son's body in order to carry on his plan. His presence not only brought lots of  problems to the vampires but also caused chaos in the Cross Academy. He got his body stored in a coffin and put it in one of the rooms of the school. He was really an evil that ruined Kaname's family ten years ago. Kaname thought to kill him by destroying his body but he couldn't do so. Instead, he cut his hand in order to give his blood to Master's body (I also don't why he did so. Hihi...). Within the blood, Master revived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, Kaname decided to tell Yuuki about the truth that she keen to know....He bit her neck with his fangs and then gave her his blood in return. At first, i thought he wanna turn Yuuki into a vampire like him. But.....i was wrong!! I bet no one will know the truth behind his act. Zero smelled the scent of Yuuki's blood as well as Kaname's because he ever drank their blood before. He followed the scent to the place where they stayed. Immediately, he pointed his gun towards Kaname and tried to shoot him. Without hesitation, Yuuki stopped him and screamed out loud...."No Zero!! He's........my older brother!". What??!! Brother?! Don't doubt that Kaname was Yuuki very own brother. He was no longer Kaname Senpai to Yuuki but Kaname Oniisama which means brother. I was very surprised anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuuki lost her memorise was because of her mother, Juuri. Yuuki was being protected by her parents and kept her existence out of others acknowledgment from the day she was born. She stayed in the basement without any window all the time. When Yuuki was 4 year old, her mother sacrified her life to turn Yuuki into a 'regular' human so that no one will know she is a vampire. Oh gosh, Yuuki was a PUREBLOOD vampire!!! Hai...I wonder why the story will turn out like this. What's the animator thought about when drawing out the story? Who knows?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to describe my feelings after reading it. Happy? Not really.... Unhappy? Not really also... xD  Don't know lah....Hihi.... If you want to know about what happened next, please read yourselves lah. I don’t know how to continue the story already…^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437108669661767436-6124271214074925524?l=elbiepoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/6124271214074925524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437108669661767436&amp;postID=6124271214074925524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/6124271214074925524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/6124271214074925524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/2008/11/chapter-5-vampire-knight-guilty.html' title='Chapter 5: Vampire Knight Guilty'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437108669661767436.post-1260171582405810940</id><published>2008-10-31T13:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T13:39:53.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>第四话：丢了翅膀，他仍是天使</title><content type='html'>刚刚我看了一篇感人的e-mail。看了之后，我确实是有所感触。在文章里讲述了亲情的爱是无限大的。无论发生了任何不幸的事，与生俱来的亲情是不会改变的。就因为有爱，生命里才会有奇迹。这个故事是这么说的。。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        当在外地出差的我坐飞机赶回来时，十个月的儿子新新已经被推出抢救室。医生说持续的高烧也许损伤了脑神经，我要有心理准备接受可能的后遗症。&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;        老公两天后才从国外回来。出院后，我们常常测试新新的听力和视觉，没有发现任何异常。我们终于放下忐忑的心。可渐渐地，我发现他开始瞪着无神的眼睛发 呆，或者呈现一种令我不安的笑容。当和新新一般大的孩子开始迈着步子，清脆地喊着爸爸妈妈的时候，新新依旧呆呆坐在那里，傻傻地笑着。抱着他四处求医，结 论同出一辙：新新的智力将会停留在幼儿期，除非发生奇迹。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　  那是段痛不欲生的日子，抱着孩子寻找各种可能的奇迹，秘方、偏方，甚至针灸。那长长的针如同刺在我的心尖，汗和泪伴着孩子凄厉的哭声一起落下。我多么希望这只是一场梦，梦醒后充满灵气的新新在对我甜甜地笑。我开始幻听，总感觉新新在喊妈妈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　   我深深自责为了事业没有照顾好儿子，却不敢留在家里面对。每天下班后沉默地搂着他，日复一日，泪流尽了，心也似乎麻木了。老公也因为家里气氛沉闷，渐渐变得很少回家吃饭。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　  婆婆来看我们，说把新新带走，让我们再要一个孩子。我不假思索断然拒绝，我不能那样做 !他没有选择地来到这个世界，又因为我的疏忽变成这样，已经够不幸了 ! 把新新紧紧搂在怀里，我不要别人分享对他的爱！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  新新两周岁生日那天，我才惊觉老公已经不再陪我们一起吃饭了，怕失去他的恐慌开始噬咬着我，使我觉得难以呼吸。直至深夜，一身酒气踉踉跄跄的老公才踏进家门，我已经荒芜的泪水终于又奔涌出来。老婆，我们再要一个孩子好吗? 我狠狠点着头，与他紧紧相拥，抵死缠绵……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  我又怀孕了！抚着逐渐隆起的小腹，有些苦涩的甜蜜。我仿佛比谁都期待这个孩子，却又在内心里抗拒这个孩子。看到新新向我伸来的手臂，我的心又涌起巨大的痛楚：新新，这个世界,除了妈妈谁还能爱你!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　  我终于下定决心打掉这个孩子，可检查结果使我震惊：我竟然怀了双胞胎！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　 　 2002 年的夏天，一对漂亮的小女孩阳阳和月月降临了。满月以后，那对粉雕玉琢的小人，总是甜甜地笑，很少哭闹。只要我一说话，头就随着我的声音转，让我充分享受 到做妈妈的喜悦。我已经顾不上新新，无论我多么约束自己，潜意识里我已经开始忽略新新，只把他交给保姆，甚至开始讨厌他那傻傻的样子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　 　 转眼，阳阳和月月会走了。新新一般不注意什么，只是对这两个妹妹格外敏感，常常注视她们的一举一动，似乎带着极大的兴趣，而且不同于平时的眼神。我是不 允许他接近她们的，他只能那样在一边望着，可我控制不住阳阳和月月蹒跚迈向新新的脚步，她们同样对新新表现出极大的兴趣。而我却舍不得强迫她们什么，只是 一次又一次严厉地对新新说，记住，不许碰妹妹! 不许碰妹妹！渐渐地，他对我有了怯意，我却丝毫没觉得有何不妥。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　 一天，孩子们在午睡，保姆出去买菜，我去储物间整理衣物。突然听到孩子的哭声，我连忙跑进卧室，看到新新正从床的栏杆间缝向外拉月月的两根手指，手指被卡住，新新还在用力向外拉。我一把拉过新新，照着他的手，狠狠拍打，不是告诉你不许碰妹妹，不许碰妹妹吗!看你以后还碰不碰妹妹 ! 我越打越生气，似乎在发泄对他积累的厌恶。我疯了似的寻找可以用来打他的东西，直到看见镜子里自己魔鬼一样的脸。我终于听到孩子们的哭声，终于看到蜷缩一团哭泣的新新，还有女儿们的喊叫声……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　 　 保姆回来了，抱起新新，看着我余怒未消的脸想说什么，我摆摆手让她抱新新回自己的房间。我哄着阳阳和月月，突然看到床上有几块动物饼干，阳阳的手里还握 着一块要喂我。我连忙到月月那边，果然月月那边床下有几块饼干，已经被我踩碎了。新新最喜欢吃动物饼干，原来他拉妹妹的手是要给妹妹饼干。我的心被刺痛 了，连忙到他的房间，他已经被保姆哄睡了，可还在睡梦里抽搐着。我不禁泛起一阵酸楚，我这是怎么了?我还是他的妈妈吗'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　  一天，我和女儿们玩着拥抱的游戏。我拍拍手，她们就喊着妈妈，张着小胳膊争先恐后向我跑来，然后我们紧紧拥抱。这么简单的游戏，她们却乐此不疲，一遍又一遍。忽然，新新也张开他的胳膊，向我跑来，含糊地说着，妈妈，妈妈。我简直不相信自己的耳朵! 我的儿子，自从来到这个世界，从没开过口!紧紧搂住扑到怀里的新新，我哭了。已经对他沉睡的母爱被重新唤起，儿子，妈妈有多久没搂过你，妈妈对不起你！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　   3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　   我终于开始认真思考我的孩子们，我有一个与众不同的家庭，我竟然有三个孩子！他们正渐渐长大，将来要有他们自己的人生。等我离开这个世界时，只有他们之间才能互相照顾。尤其新新，他需要好多好多的爱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　   我不再分隔他们，而是常常告诉女儿们，要好好爱哥哥，因为没有他，就没有她们。我知道她们听不懂，我只希望她们会记住我的话。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　   我每天陪三个孩子做游戏，唱歌，跳舞，为他们讲故事。而新新，越来越有灵气，不但会叫爸爸、妹妹了，还会含糊表达自己的需要，而且会随着节奏跳些简单的舞步。看着并成一排熟睡中的孩子们，我终于相信这个世界上有奇迹，那就是爱，爱可以创造一切！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　   阳阳和月月到了上幼儿园的年龄，我也该上班了。为了减少我的负担，婆婆来商量着把新新接走。我犹豫再三，其实按新新现在的情况，勉强可以上幼儿园，可他毕竟和别的孩子不一样，我害怕来自外界给他的伤害。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　   新新被带走的那个晚上，女儿们不肯上床睡觉，一定要等哥哥回来。她们闪着漂亮的大眼睛问我，哥哥什么时候回来 ?为什么哥哥不上幼儿园 ?我的心一凛，回答她们，哥哥生病了，要好长时间才会好。她们又问。他会想我们的，为什么我们不照顾他呢 ?快让哥哥回来，我们会照顾他的。我的心紧了又紧，你们要乖乖的，只要你们听话，哥哥就会回来。她们终于乖乖睡下，而我在黑夜里挂念着新新。儿子，你好吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　 　  女儿们只去了三天幼儿园，就说什么也不肯去了，告诉我幼儿园里有好多好玩的玩具，还有好多的小朋友，还学习新歌，认字，英语，她们要等哥哥回来一起去。 她们充满期盼的眼睛望着我，还带有小小的挑衅。我讶于她们的执拗，耐着性子哄着她们，可她们却怎么也不肯答应。我沉下脸一手抱着一个，她们哇哇哭起来，妈 妈骗人，说只要我们乖，哥哥就会回来，我们都听话了，可哥哥还是没有回来!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　  我的心猛地僵住了! 压抑的眼泪再也控制不住，你们的哥哥，他和别人不一样，他永远学不会那些东西 !女儿们为我擦着泪，会的，会的，妈妈，哥哥能学会的，我们会帮助他的 !看着她们，我感到了做妈妈的歉疚，我只会一味逃避，以为自己很爱新新，却不如孩子们充满信心去面对。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　  门铃响，竟然是婆婆送新新回来了!几天不见，新新瘦了好多。婆婆无奈地说，这几天新新几乎没吃东西，也不肯睡觉，只一直哭，喊着妹妹，妹妹。她看了心里实在难受，不得已就送回来了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　   女儿们兴奋起来，拉着新新的手，开始讲幼儿园的事情，还催促我为新新换最漂亮的衣服，他们要一起去幼儿园。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　  4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　  我找到园长，请求她让我的孩子们在一起。因为按照新新的年龄应该上大班，可他的智力水平还不如小班的孩子。当看到我的女儿们一边一个拉着儿子的手，并挥手和我再见的时候。我相信这个决定是对的，爱会为我们创造更多的奇迹。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　 　 每天从幼儿园回来，阳阳和月月都帮助新新复习一天学过的东西，而且不许我插手。我的女儿们是班里最出色的孩子，学什么都特别快，而且记得牢。我知道那是 因为她们要教哥哥，所以格外用心去学习。从没看过比她们还有耐心的孩子，轮流一遍又一遍教着笨拙的新新，一个单词往往要重复好多好多遍，甚至梦里还在喃 喃。每次新新学会了，她们就会欢呼起来，然后学着幼儿园老师的样子翘起大拇指说，哥哥你好棒，哥哥你真棒！而我的儿子，就看着妹妹，傻傻憨憨地笑着。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　  老师要求每个孩子学习写自己的名字，这对新新来讲简直是不可能的事情。可一个月后的一天，女儿们兴奋地拉着儿子跑来告诉我，哥哥会写自己的名字了。我将信将疑地看着儿子在纸上歪歪扭扭地写下两个大大的 '新 '字，尤其敖看到他们练习的本子，我小小的女儿们，竟然知道把哥哥的名字拆成笔划来教，好几个本子写着他们循序渐进的过程，我再一次被女儿们的耐心折服得泪流满面。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　  一天，我去接他们。走到教室门口，听到有个孩子喊着，你们的哥哥是个傻孩子！我一惊，连忙走进去。我示意正要阻止的老师，决定让孩子们自己去面对。只见阳阳憋红了小脸对那个孩子说，我的哥哥不是傻孩子，他是天使，他丢了翅膀，来到我们家，变成一个世界上最好的哥哥，他只不过还没习惯人间的生活 。孩子们发出'哇 '的惊叹声，你们的哥哥竟然是天使哎！老师含着眼泪搂过阳阳，对孩子们说，新新是我们班的天使，他会爱我们每个小朋友，还教会我们如何去爱别人。回家的路上，我的心被女儿编织的故事激荡着。我问她们为什么那么爱哥哥，她们一起回答，因为没有哥哥就没有我们啊 !忽地泪又盈满我的眼，原来她们已经牢牢记住了我的话，那么小，就学会了爱和感恩。他们是上天赐给彼此的天使，也是上天送给我最珍贵的礼物。因为他们，我才知道，做妈妈是那么值得骄傲和幸福！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437108669661767436-1260171582405810940?l=elbiepoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/1260171582405810940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437108669661767436&amp;postID=1260171582405810940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/1260171582405810940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/1260171582405810940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='第四话：丢了翅膀，他仍是天使'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437108669661767436.post-312906886154109212</id><published>2008-10-29T18:46:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T16:08:23.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3: Vampire Knight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SQhbAVt9p8I/AAAAAAAAABM/XXnsbphSduU/s1600-h/vampire-knight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SQhbAVt9p8I/AAAAAAAAABM/XXnsbphSduU/s320/vampire-knight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262556225970481090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Waseh man, i never expect that my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;friend, Ting (Celine) will post something about Vampire Knight o! Cause' she always the quiet one when Tian (Vilyn) and I keep on talking things about this animated cartoon. The most that she says is...." So nice meh?". Haha....who knows she's the first one who posted such thing in her blog. Aiyoyo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Can't be denied that Vampire Knight is a really nice animated cartoon. At first, i still doubted about whether it's really that nice when Chean Chean told me about it. She's the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; wh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;o introduced us to watch it. Vilyn gave me the whole movies of Season I and I just started to watch it after i finished my two weeks holidays in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Kuching. Before i watched it, i was attracted by one of the characters named Zero. After watched it, i was completely addicted to t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;he movie. Whereas Vilyn and Chean Chean are more interested in another guy whose name is Kaname.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;For sure that everyone can guess this story is all about vampires since the name of movie is Vampire Knight. Haha... In this story, i got to know that there're two types of vampire. One is the pure-blood vampire who is always been respected and has the highest status (noble class) among the rest. Another one is common vampire who may suffer a lot and will fall to Level E eventually. Level E means a level that a vampire totally lost his mind and control. THey w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;ill simply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; attack a human without any he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;sitation when they are hunger for human blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SQhU2SvP81I/AAAAAAAAAAs/8bzN5G_XGFY/s1600-h/zero1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 131px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SQhU2SvP81I/AAAAAAAAAAs/8bzN5G_XGFY/s320/zero1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262549456302109522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;By the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; was the one who will go through Level E as he ever been attacked by a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;pu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;e blood vampire. One who is being attacked by a pure blood vampire will no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;rma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;lly has two consequance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;s. Either he will become a vampire or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;he will die. Unfortunately, Zero was still alive. Thus, he endured the agony of being a vampire throughout the past four years since he was being attacked. He started to eager for blood which he could hardly acce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;pted the fact. He hated vampires so so so much as his parents were killed by the vampire. It's damn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;ironic huh~ His life could be extended if he received Kaname's blood. But....he refused to do s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;o...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SQhVRL-kkkI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NXuWAZV6O-Q/s1600-h/VampireKnight34-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 131px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SQhVRL-kkkI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NXuWAZV6O-Q/s320/VampireKnight34-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262549918343795266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;As a pure blood vampire, Kaname has right and authority to control &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;s. He always looked elegant in his uniform. Besides, he was so mys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;rio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;us t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;hat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;everyone could hardly comprehend him. Until now, i still wondering tha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;t if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; he was a good one or the bad one although he always protected Yuuki from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;dangers. Yuuki was a girl that both Zero and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Kaname liked. Everything seemed like under his control or plan. This &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;the thing that confusing me. Never mind, i may find it out when i finish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;tching Season II.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'm not talking too much about it lo....if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;you guys are interested, you can go to search for the movie or read the comics by online. Hihi...I did put the link to the web of comics in my blog. You are very welcome to read it. Hope you guys will enjoy it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437108669661767436-312906886154109212?l=elbiepoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/312906886154109212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437108669661767436&amp;postID=312906886154109212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/312906886154109212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/312906886154109212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/2008/10/chapter-3-vampire-knight.html' title='Chapter 3: Vampire Knight'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SQhbAVt9p8I/AAAAAAAAABM/XXnsbphSduU/s72-c/vampire-knight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437108669661767436.post-2958903938703523712</id><published>2008-10-28T22:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:36:41.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2 : A  Walking Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh my goodness!! I was over slept this morning. I set my alarm at 9.45a.m. When it was ranging, i stopped it and continued to sleep....Until 10.59a.m, i just woke up suddenly. Oh gosh,  i was late already!! I had to go to faculty at 11a.m with my friends. I went to brushed teeth and washed face immediately. Luckily i just spent few minutes to finish it. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that,we went to faculty to submit the last assignment. Actually that's not my assignment, i just accompanied them. Haha... My main purposes were to photocopy notes and buy some boxes to put my books. When we reached the fac, we went to computer lab to print out the assignment. Unfortunately, somebody else was using it. We waited for about an hour there. Meanwhile, we surf the Net to read comics which entitled 'Vampire Knight' instead of sitting there doing nothing. I'm addicting in Vampire Knight recently. Not only i watched its movies, i downloaded its songs some more. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they printed their assignment, we went to Pusanika in order to get the assignment bind. Besides, we got a lot of things to do there. Unluckily, there's no current in the photostat shop. Therefore, we went to the highest floor to photocopy our things. Then we went down to Unikeb to buy bus tickets. OMG!! They were out for lunch...! They will be back to work around 2.30p.m. Fine! We went down again to the ground floor, where the only backery located, to have our lunch. We sat down to enjoy our meals while chit chatting around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we finished our meals, we went back again to the fac to submit the assignment and my friends wanted to find her mentors as well. Then we walked back AGAIN to Pusanika to buy some boxes and carried them up to Unikeb to look for the bus tickets. What?!!! They were still not in their places! WTF! THus, we went to the top floor to take my photocopied notes and headed back to our college. Hu....what a hot and miserable day it is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 6p.m, we went to cafe to look for food. Not again!! The workers were not cooking today. I was wondering that today is my day?? Why everything can't be settled smoothly. However, the lucky thing was the Kak at cashier willing to cook for us. Hu....finally got a glimpse of hope for our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, i spent my whole day by doing nothing especially failed to revise for my exam. It's too bad~ I hope i can do it by tomorrow. Not just saying, but doing it! GAmpate!!&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/6437108669661767436-2958903938703523712?l=elbiepoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/2958903938703523712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437108669661767436&amp;postID=2958903938703523712' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/2958903938703523712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/2958903938703523712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/2008/10/chapter-2-walking-day.html' title='Chapter 2 : A  Walking Day'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437108669661767436.post-4518683571600583096</id><published>2008-10-27T15:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T16:15:50.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1 :     An Unexpected Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Haha~finally i have my own blog. Although it is not look as nice as others, but still ok lah. This is the 2nd time i write my things in public whereas the 1st time i wrote was comment for my friend, Vilyn's blog. After i wrote the comment, i had quite a strong feeling to create my own blog. haha...That's why i'm here to write my things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Sunday like usual. Most of the people in college went back home already as we are having study week now. Luckily i'm not the only one in my block, still got some people there. Recently there's a disgusting smell inside my block, perhaps is because the cats around. Aiks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why our college cafe no cook again. Nothing to eat at all. The Kak at the cashier there told us that tonight got a 'jamuan' at Dr. Bab's block. Everyone is welcoming to go, but need to wait until 8.30p.m. It's late...Therefore, i tried to ask one of our seniors if he can helped us to buy some food. After that, he fetched us out to eat. After eating our dinner, he drove us back. On the way back, he drove rather fast than usual, maybe he was rushed in time. Actually i was a bit scared but still can stand for it because i was not the 1st time to sit in such a speeding car. However, he still drove rather stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chean Chean, my college mate, invited us to go for that jamuan. At first, i still felt like don't wanna go but then was being persuaded by my friends to go for a look. Thus, we went there at about 9p.m. We had some food there and enjoyed chatting with a Filipino. Suddenly, one of my friends, Tsin received a call from her family. Out of our expectations, it was a bad news....Her father was passed away.... We were shocked. I din't know how to react towards the news. After that, she booked a flight back home on the next day. I don't know what to say and how to comfort her either. Just hoping she can recover very soon! Tsin, Jia You!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was not the 1st time i heard about such kind of sad news. I did gone through it last year. I lost a friend end of last year. He was my best friend's boyfriend. I never expected this will happen in my life. Yet, it did! Everything still remains the same in this world, but there's less a person who never comes back again. The Earth is still rotating, the Sun is still rising. Not much change. Life no take two, it can't be played again and again like a video cd.... So we need to know how to appreciate everything and everyone around us. We never know what will happen tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437108669661767436-4518683571600583096?l=elbiepoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/feeds/4518683571600583096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437108669661767436&amp;postID=4518683571600583096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/4518683571600583096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437108669661767436/posts/default/4518683571600583096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbiepoi.blogspot.com/2008/10/unexpected-sunday.html' title='Chapter 1 :     An Unexpected Sunday'/><author><name>eLbiE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499970951303145175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dWbzNUYw0xg/SeSmKXXJrOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yoc24rwsDNc/S220/DSC00222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
