<?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-29796795</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:56:20.078+08:00</updated><category term='MOBILE BLOG'/><title type='text'>What's In and Out of My Life?</title><subtitle type='html'>Melissa is a simple girl who is being love and deeply in love. But she still got ups and downs in her life. She is a Christ follower.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>174</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-6063366943199109620</id><published>2008-02-28T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T03:19:09.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things</title><content type='html'>A lot of things happen lately in my life. New life really started in KL. Having more friends. Well, maybe i found the kind of friends that i can rely on when i need someone. My life here is sort of tired. Bought a car. Then first accident. Second accident, loosing a friendship because of that as that accident happen because my friend bang me. Showed me black face and all. Sigh. I dont know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-6063366943199109620?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6063366943199109620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=6063366943199109620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6063366943199109620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6063366943199109620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2008/02/things.html' title='Things'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-6664403886218367447</id><published>2007-11-02T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T23:27:11.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sien-ness</title><content type='html'>Life is so so so.&lt;br /&gt;Now am blogging in cyber cause waiting for my friend. This is my first time in a cyber. I never know how is the feeling in a cyber. Now i know already. It's so cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna play game. Dont wanna waste money here blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-6664403886218367447?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6664403886218367447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=6664403886218367447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6664403886218367447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6664403886218367447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/11/sien-ness.html' title='Sien-ness'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-1931617552099734965</id><published>2007-10-10T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T22:50:11.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>There are a lot of memories in my life. Some are sweet some are bitter. Some are happy some are sad. Well, still some times when we think over this topic i will feel happy or sad. Some times even tears are dripping....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-1931617552099734965?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1931617552099734965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=1931617552099734965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/1931617552099734965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/1931617552099734965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/10/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-4612672073892597089</id><published>2007-10-02T01:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:47:50.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kel Birthday</title><content type='html'>Nowadays, i seldom blog, firstly it is about privacy and secondly it is about having a virus in me but not on my notebook. I am damn lazy ba. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i am coming back to blogging with this blog but not the public blog.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RwEv9c7aO7I/AAAAAAAACBM/W0T9yZ_XinM/s1600-h/DSC03560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RwEv9c7aO7I/AAAAAAAACBM/W0T9yZ_XinM/s320/DSC03560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116423384453495730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RwEzfc7aO_I/AAAAAAAACBs/UXSZJMj6vBM/s1600-h/DSC03566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RwEzfc7aO_I/AAAAAAAACBs/UXSZJMj6vBM/s320/DSC03566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116427267103931378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RwEv9s7aO8I/AAAAAAAACBU/gSmzi3TADkw/s1600-h/DSC03554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RwEv9s7aO8I/AAAAAAAACBU/gSmzi3TADkw/s320/DSC03554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116423388748463042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RwEv9M7aO6I/AAAAAAAACBE/1WbXKGq9hV4/s1600-h/DSC03573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RwEv9M7aO6I/AAAAAAAACBE/1WbXKGq9hV4/s320/DSC03573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116423380158528418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RwEv987aO9I/AAAAAAAACBc/x6NjSW8i84k/s1600-h/DSC03575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RwEv987aO9I/AAAAAAAACBc/x6NjSW8i84k/s320/DSC03575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116423393043430354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RwEzfM7aO-I/AAAAAAAACBk/lJar7o_O1ds/s1600-h/DSC03556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RwEzfM7aO-I/AAAAAAAACBk/lJar7o_O1ds/s320/DSC03556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116427262808964066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RwEzfs7aPAI/AAAAAAAACB0/d0_l21cyqBE/s1600-h/DSC03576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RwEzfs7aPAI/AAAAAAAACB0/d0_l21cyqBE/s320/DSC03576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116427271398898690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-4612672073892597089?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/4612672073892597089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=4612672073892597089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/4612672073892597089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/4612672073892597089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/10/kel-birthday.html' title='Kel Birthday'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RwEv9c7aO7I/AAAAAAAACBM/W0T9yZ_XinM/s72-c/DSC03560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-6518765506640782754</id><published>2007-10-02T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:47:50.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kel</title><content type='html'>Nowadays, i seldom blog, firstly it is about privacy and secondly it is about having a virus in me but not on my notebook. I am damn lazy ba. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i am coming back to blogging with this blog but not the public blog.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RwEv9c7aO7I/AAAAAAAACBM/W0T9yZ_XinM/s1600-h/DSC03560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RwEv9c7aO7I/AAAAAAAACBM/W0T9yZ_XinM/s320/DSC03560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116423384453495730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RwEv9s7aO8I/AAAAAAAACBU/gSmzi3TADkw/s1600-h/DSC03554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RwEv9s7aO8I/AAAAAAAACBU/gSmzi3TADkw/s320/DSC03554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116423388748463042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RwEv9M7aO6I/AAAAAAAACBE/1WbXKGq9hV4/s1600-h/DSC03573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RwEv9M7aO6I/AAAAAAAACBE/1WbXKGq9hV4/s320/DSC03573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116423380158528418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RwEv987aO9I/AAAAAAAACBc/x6NjSW8i84k/s1600-h/DSC03575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RwEv987aO9I/AAAAAAAACBc/x6NjSW8i84k/s320/DSC03575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116423393043430354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-6518765506640782754?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6518765506640782754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=6518765506640782754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6518765506640782754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6518765506640782754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/10/kel.html' title='Kel'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RwEv9c7aO7I/AAAAAAAACBM/W0T9yZ_XinM/s72-c/DSC03560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-8803144757057273473</id><published>2007-09-06T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T01:16:45.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>還喜歡你</title><content type='html'>只要能夠這樣遠遠看著你 看著你 看著你&lt;br /&gt;就算傷心心裡還是好想你 好想你 好想你&lt;br /&gt;只要能夠靜靜這樣陪著你 陪著你 陪著你&lt;br /&gt;就算分手還是選擇喜歡你 喜歡你 喜歡你&lt;br /&gt;我好希望整個地球只剩下我和你&lt;br /&gt;我就能勇敢的說我還愛你&lt;br /&gt;我好希望我會忘記說再見的聲音&lt;br /&gt;我不再回憶也不再傷心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只要能夠靜靜這樣陪著你 陪著你 陪著你&lt;br /&gt;就算分手還是選擇喜歡你 喜歡你 喜歡你&lt;br /&gt;我好希望整個地球只剩下我和你&lt;br /&gt;我就能勇敢的說我還愛你&lt;br /&gt;我好希望我會忘記說再見的聲音&lt;br /&gt;我不再回憶也不再傷心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我好希望整個地球只剩下我和你&lt;br /&gt;我就能勇敢的說我還愛你&lt;br /&gt;我好希望我會忘記說再見的聲音&lt;br /&gt;我不再回憶也不再傷心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我好希望整個地球只剩下我和你&lt;br /&gt;我就能勇敢的說我還愛你&lt;br /&gt;我好希望我會忘記說再見的聲音&lt;br /&gt;我不再回憶也不再 傷心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a long time song d. But i still see it meaningful. A lot of things happen. Well, at times, we might feel sorry to someone and dont know how to make the situation fine and well once again. At times what is a mistake will be a mistake forever, we cannot do anything towards it anymore and only hope that in the future we dont do the same mistake. I am trying so hard not to do the same mistake, i dont want to take anything for granted like i used to be any more but at times we just cannot control how out inner feelings are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, when i dont like someone already i wont like that person anymore no matter in the sense of friends family or whatever. When i dont like you i will still talk to you in the sense of responsibility maybe. I find it hard for myself to forgive at times. No matter it is about forgiving myself or forgiving someone else. Today, while i was eating i was flipping around the rice just not the normal me who would just scope it up and put it into my mouth. I flipped it and found that even rice is not perfect. Later on, i eat a half boiled egg, i realize there are big and small too. How great is god's creation to make everything has its own difference. I believe even twins has got difference. Remember when i was young i read a lot of MK &amp;amp; Ashley's book, they are twins but they have got a lot of difference. Which means that even someone who live under a roof will have a lot of difference too. But there is something call tolerance, however everyone has got their own limit of tolerating people and things around them. At times, how can one expect another one to keep tolerating them and just giving them what they want? Well. I know that i am a stubborn girl and always want things my way, but as i grow up i changed a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I also learn to tolerate, i learnt from bible. At times, when we give in we might feel more happier than taking. Hm. But god, i need your help to help me give in more to the others and let me feel happier. I want myself to forgive everyone or even myself. I am tired God. Please let me rest in your arms. Take me to heaven and show me more about human beings and how to be a girl who can love and will be willing to give more, and serve you and give people happiness. God bless me. Bless me with knowledge, health and wealth. I want to reach out to the others too God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what i am typing is actually a mess and dont know what is up with myself but i feel so upset tonight that i dont know what am i typing or even thinking. I just want some help from God. If you dont understand its ok. But i think god will understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-8803144757057273473?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8803144757057273473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=8803144757057273473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/8803144757057273473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/8803144757057273473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='還喜歡你'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-2766380422919450953</id><published>2007-06-20T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T23:55:07.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>许玮伦/GARY FREEDOM LYRICS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Freedom（阿茵之歌）&lt;br /&gt;演唱:许玮伦/Gary&lt;br /&gt;曲：林绥安 词：胡文龙/彭莒欣&lt;br /&gt;编曲：项仲为、邓亿万&lt;br /&gt;忆星音乐：www.tt78.com&lt;br /&gt;贴着我胸口 报紧我别放手&lt;br /&gt;在最需要感觉你的时候&lt;br /&gt;不需要理由 永远都要在一起&lt;br /&gt;只有真爱能让我们自由&lt;br /&gt;也许有风有雨 但我们的爱情&lt;br /&gt;比谁都有决心 想要给你的太多&lt;br /&gt;爱 KoReKaRa FuDaRiTe 分享和拥有&lt;br /&gt;爱 WaKaDaYoU I＇m Afriead No More&lt;br /&gt;有你（你）一直陪伴着我&lt;br /&gt;我知道你有 太多的事想去做&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的我会在身边守候&lt;br /&gt;我追逐的梦 为了我们的以后&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的请保管我的承诺&lt;br /&gt;也许有风有雨 但我们的爱情&lt;br /&gt;比谁都有决心 想要给你的太多&lt;br /&gt;爱 KoReKaRa FuDaRiTe 分享和拥有&lt;br /&gt;爱 WaKaDaYoU I＇m Afriead No More&lt;br /&gt;有你（你）一直陪伴着我&lt;br /&gt;就算走到生命尽头&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this song a lot. Full of meaning. I dont know when she sang this song but i only know that this song is only popular after she died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, i can listen to it so many times, even all night long that i am not getting bored of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am mentally tired now, that i feel i cannot breath in my heart. I am struggling. Can anyone save me or help me with it?&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/29796795-2766380422919450953?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2766380422919450953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=2766380422919450953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/2766380422919450953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/2766380422919450953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/06/gary-freedom-lyrics.html' title='许玮伦/GARY FREEDOM LYRICS'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-2294162364738279080</id><published>2007-06-17T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T22:45:01.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's on my desk? - Tagged by Weena</title><content type='html'>Hm. My desk is a lil bit messy now, as it is exam period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Notebook&lt;br /&gt;2.Notebook cooling fan&lt;br /&gt;3.A bottle of honey&lt;br /&gt;4.Hair Spray&lt;br /&gt;5.Paper Rack&lt;br /&gt;6.Tea Tree Oil&lt;br /&gt;7. Keys&lt;br /&gt;8.Evening Primrose Oil&lt;br /&gt;9.DVD&lt;br /&gt;10.Games&lt;br /&gt;11.Bible&lt;br /&gt;12.Cosmetic pouch&lt;br /&gt;13.Pens&lt;br /&gt;14.Mouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-2294162364738279080?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2294162364738279080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=2294162364738279080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/2294162364738279080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/2294162364738279080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/06/whats-on-my-desk-tagged-by-weena.html' title='What&apos;s on my desk? - Tagged by Weena'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-2948112431820107612</id><published>2007-06-08T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:47:52.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow. There will be a party. So i m definately gonna party hard. Wahahaha. Exam on Monday. Have been quite busy all these while. That is why less blogging and more working and studying. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073722461565271666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rml7snKEvnI/AAAAAAAAB6A/Jw_-JySvpEg/s320/CIMG4180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073720653384040018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rml6DXKEvlI/AAAAAAAAB5w/FpzCM1Ak6rY/s320/CIMG4057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073720657679007330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rml6DnKEvmI/AAAAAAAAB54/cyQ-Qk_48Co/s320/CIMG4059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073723329148665474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rml8fHKEvoI/AAAAAAAAB6I/vR6eMCG8jN4/s320/DSC02405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073725231819177634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rml-N3KEvqI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/t7Od4Jakl3o/s320/DSC02411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073723964803825298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rml9EHKEvpI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/r0mogzJ-fYo/s320/DSC02406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073725236114144946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rml-OHKEvrI/AAAAAAAAB6g/AsxhKtQk_04/s320/DSC02413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073725837409566402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rml-xHKEvsI/AAAAAAAAB6o/dVtqy79FO0M/s320/DSC02417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073727233273937634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RmmACXKEvuI/AAAAAAAAB64/AYIpT5Qb7qw/s320/DSC02453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073727233273937618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RmmACXKEvtI/AAAAAAAAB6w/KIV7cYaQQwU/s320/DSC02452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073729166009220850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RmmBy3KEvvI/AAAAAAAAB7A/5JrYzznWl7g/s320/DSC02463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073730140966797090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RmmCrnKEvyI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/bT0euhShBl8/s320/CIMG4352nced.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073730140966797074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RmmCrnKEvxI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/0pxdxTitJaI/s320/CIMG4357nc.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073730140966797058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RmmCrnKEvwI/AAAAAAAAB7I/kUcZgblSK6M/s320/CIMG4344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073730746557185842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RmmDO3KEvzI/AAAAAAAAB7g/E1vjeddwiY0/s320/CIMG4362+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The last pic of the day. The girl is wei hui and the guy is dom. And the group of friends are friends that i party with the week before last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-2948112431820107612?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2948112431820107612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=2948112431820107612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/2948112431820107612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/2948112431820107612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/06/party-hard.html' title='Party Hard'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rml7snKEvnI/AAAAAAAAB6A/Jw_-JySvpEg/s72-c/CIMG4180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-2898870819245630440</id><published>2007-05-14T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T01:20:54.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>Blogging Blogging Blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that i start to blog at first?&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to keep a record what has happen in my life and what is my feelings for that particular and each day. And how i view things around that have happen and going to happen. But at times goes by, i realize that my blog is only about being happy and the view of life. Not the real feeling that i have planted in it. Not like before anymore. Cause now when i blog i need to think who is reading and what will their feelings be. But hey, aint this my blog? Dont i have my rights? I dont understand what is wrong. But what i know now is that there are a lot of obstacles in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obstacles, obstacles,&lt;br /&gt;It's just like stones,&lt;br /&gt;you will fall when you trip over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obstacles, obstacles,&lt;br /&gt;how many more are there left in my life?&lt;br /&gt;How many falls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obstacles, Obstacles,&lt;br /&gt;i will win you,&lt;br /&gt;even if i trip and fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-2898870819245630440?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2898870819245630440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=2898870819245630440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/2898870819245630440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/2898870819245630440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/05/blogging.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-4336857379764929833</id><published>2007-05-06T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T13:40:33.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Different</title><content type='html'>Different people has got a lot of difference in between them.&lt;br /&gt;Different way of living,&lt;br /&gt;different principal in life,&lt;br /&gt;different eating habit,&lt;br /&gt;different way of cleaning things,&lt;br /&gt;different way of talking,&lt;br /&gt;different behaviour,&lt;br /&gt;different weight,&lt;br /&gt;different height,&lt;br /&gt;different charactor,&lt;br /&gt;different hobby,&lt;br /&gt;all the difference make each of us special,&lt;br /&gt;make each of us who we are,&lt;br /&gt;make each of us one in a million or maybe even one out of the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who make all this?&lt;br /&gt;God. Isnt he great?&lt;br /&gt;I love him.&lt;br /&gt;I am who i am too.&lt;br /&gt;No one can change me, god put difference in between me and everyonelse.&lt;br /&gt;I love to be who i am,&lt;br /&gt;i love the way i look at people and things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. At times, there are just too much difference in between people that the other party cannot accept it. This kind of situation always happen around me.\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while ago, a guess came and live with us and she was in me and my room mate's room. And she gain all the complains from my room mate. Well, certain things she do are not acceptable to me but some are ok. But to my room mate whatever things that the girl do doesnt seems to make her satisfied. I told her to forgive and be more open minded, not only me told her to do so, some other girls too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among them, i realize that they like to gossip about people behind them. Even it is some acceptable mistakes( this is what i think). Hm. I know that they some times gossip about me too but i know that i need to forgive as god taught me to do so. I am always that careless i know but i am trying to change too. They are not perfect too. Aint i right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. Enough for that.Thats all that i wanna vent about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-4336857379764929833?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/4336857379764929833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=4336857379764929833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/4336857379764929833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/4336857379764929833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/05/different.html' title='Different'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-291521857901026938</id><published>2007-04-19T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T16:46:46.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The other blog</title><content type='html'>I got the other blog which is more public and this is more private. Which is only for my close friends. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*click &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zhangsingyee-88.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to the new public blog i have &lt;a href="http://zhangsingyee-88.blogspot.com/"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-291521857901026938?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/291521857901026938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=291521857901026938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/291521857901026938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/291521857901026938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/04/other-blog.html' title='The other blog'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-6467452324289435054</id><published>2007-04-19T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T22:03:26.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;Each player of this game starts off with ten &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; things or habits or little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you must choose six people to be tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tyna and Weena tagged me. I was so lazy that i only do it now They have tagged me for yearsss... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Food. I only like certain kind of food for a while. But when i like it i will crave for it like crazy. Can even eat it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Food. I can eat food weirdly. Like eating everything with wasabi. I got this wasabi at home then i can eat it with maggie or white rice or any meat that i am eating or anything. Lol. Or even i can eat white bread with those fry vegetables. Ha ha. Or biscuits than i put meat on it and chew on it. Imagine. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I know how to make weird and annoying and disgusting with my throat. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Hoping to meet the real winnie the pooh that can make me really happy. Hm... Pooh bear where are you?? Whenever people hearing me say this they will think that i m crazy. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When i start cam whoring. I cannot stop. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I love pets. But at times, the way i play with them others will consider me as bullying the animals. Like putting the dog in a plastic bag. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I love to go college and do course work at times. But once i m lazy i will totally ignore them. Ha ha. Like laze around and hoping that i can go home early from class. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I will only buy those clothing that i think its comfortable and i like. It not it will be hanging in my wardrobe most of the time. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Sleep. Once i think i need to sleep a lot i can really sleep a lot. But at times, when my nerve goes wrong i can go without sleeping. Ha ha. Which mean i will be crazily looking for stuff to be busy at and rather not sleep. Ha ha. Thats me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I can never sit down quietly. I am always looking for things around me to do. Ha ha. But i dont know why i will never do house work. Lol. I just dont like them. But now i need to do it my self...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha. I am done with the tag. But i wont tag anyone cause i think most of the people have done it already. Blueks. I know i am the laziest one. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Today, i actually got a part time job in KLCC from 10 am to 10 pm. Actually to replace my friend today. So i went. Then when i reach and see the manager of the brand. I dont wanna mention which brand. It is in the Parkson one. Ha ha. Then the conversation goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Hi, i m here to replace ****s&lt;br /&gt;Manager: Why she never told me?&lt;br /&gt;Me : I dont know. She said that she told you and asked me to come but&lt;br /&gt;*The manager looks with the weird way.&lt;br /&gt;Manager : You cannot work cause you are not wearing black pants and black shoes.&lt;br /&gt;*But my friend said that she used to work in sports shoes and dark color pants. That is what i am wearing.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Ok. I will talk to my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, i went to call my friend then she said she will call the manager but the manager never answer. Ha ha. Dont know what happen. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lo. Then after that i stroll around in KLCC for a while went to the park and Aquaria KLCC but i didnt went in. Perhaps next time. And i wanted to go to the bridge too. But i dont know how. I told Ryan and he said that he will bring me there when we meet up wo... But when le ho? Ha ha. After i know i can bring whoever that wants to visit the bridge to the bridge next time. Oh ya. My cousin them will be here by July. But my mom is not coming. Wondering whether she wants to give me suprise and keep it from me. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upload photos next time. Boink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-6467452324289435054?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6467452324289435054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=6467452324289435054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6467452324289435054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6467452324289435054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/04/got-tagged.html' title='Got tagged'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-1816751116260680222</id><published>2007-04-17T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T21:53:50.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The intention to blog</title><content type='html'>I sort of lost the intention to blog. Feel so tired. A lot of things happen not that there is nothing happening around me. A lot that i dont know how to finish it in one post. My bf is now working in JB. He can only come down to KL once a while as his working days are  not the same as the others. Its just a ding then i have been here for a month plus already, including the week that i am home. I still miss home i admit. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i mention in the last post that i am sick. I miss being at home and no worries about laundry cause my mom is doing it. Ha ha. THanks. Ha ha. Then here i need to do the laundry, the cleaning, and the cooking. Dont laugh now i can cook. I am not the old me who dont even exactly know how to fry things. If you laugh i will fry you in my wok. Ha ha. Joking. I aint that mean as i am the only tame shark. Shit, i miss using that url but but but..... Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, i bought two hammie. Ha ha. I told you guys? I forgot. Blueks. Actually is i am now having my third hammie cause at first i bought two then one of them died of i dont know what reason i tried to rush to the vet but it died when i was on the way to the vet. The store that i bought my hammie has got vet. They are the malaysia largest pet store. &lt;a href="http://www.thepetsafarikl.com"&gt;The Pet Safari. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have got all sorts of nice hammie, small animals, reptiles like snake, lizard, all sorts of turtle and tortoises, birds, dogs and cats. Oh ya, on the day i brought my hammie to the pet store. I saw a parrot that is so cute. WHen i turn my head to the right then it does it to the left. I was facing it so that's mean it is turning to the same side. Ha ha. Oh ya, thanks to my house mate Matthew for going to the vet with me. Ha ha. He was actually sleeping that morning and i woke him up as i was very nervous cause my hammie was breathing very loudly and hardly. Hm. But now i got over it cause over is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much la. Upload photos when i am very free. Now i am busy with my course work which is the same as assignment. I got 5 subjects and i done 1 only. Shooootttt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ta ta..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-1816751116260680222?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1816751116260680222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=1816751116260680222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/1816751116260680222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/1816751116260680222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/04/intention-to-blog.html' title='The intention to blog'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-6337802072717220752</id><published>2007-04-11T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T21:21:59.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>i m sick.&lt;br /&gt;i came back to kl on the 6th which was last friday and now i am sick. Been sick for two freaking days already. Sigh. God please heal me.&lt;br /&gt;Ok la. Update whn i m getting better. K?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought two hamsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Tyna sorry for the tag. Do it when i m more better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-6337802072717220752?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6337802072717220752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=6337802072717220752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6337802072717220752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6337802072717220752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/04/sick.html' title='sick'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-4389732750786724986</id><published>2007-03-26T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T17:47:09.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depress</title><content type='html'>Feeling so depress since last night. How many people knows that the smile on my face is so not real? Huh? Well, i aint perfect and everyone aint perfect and why does people only see the people's bad side? Aint it mean? When you done something wrong but not purposely and people just pin-point at you and make you into a criminal and makes you feels like you have kill someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that people can never see others good side? Why is it that people only can see the bad side of people? Well. It makes me really want to kill someone. If people really cannot see others good side then what for being good to the others?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-4389732750786724986?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/4389732750786724986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=4389732750786724986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/4389732750786724986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/4389732750786724986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/03/depress.html' title='Depress'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-155529107507727697</id><published>2007-03-23T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:47:55.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having fun...</title><content type='html'>Today went to Mid Valley. Was there the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly we went to KFC cause wanted to get a meal for our Ah ngong(the puppy). FYI, Ah Ngong means stupid. Cause at times it is so stupid. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna see what i done to it last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPdwa26XxI/AAAAAAAABxo/br_RoG8-hXA/s1600-h/DSC01769white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPdwa26XxI/AAAAAAAABxo/br_RoG8-hXA/s320/DSC01769white.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045119831498186514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi hi....&lt;br /&gt;At first, we put the whole puppy into the bag but then it came out so the next time we attempt to do it again, we put his head out and tie it and take pictures for it. it let us took his pic. Ha ha. He is so photogenic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for bus.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPhFK26XyI/AAAAAAAABxw/7Fu8ZqoLEs4/s1600-h/DSC01773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPhFK26XyI/AAAAAAAABxw/7Fu8ZqoLEs4/s320/DSC01773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045123486515355426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPhFK26XyI/AAAAAAAABxw/7Fu8ZqoLEs4/s1600-h/DSC01773.JPG"&gt;The bus stop... Waiting for bus...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPiKK26XzI/AAAAAAAABx4/4UX5iqze5g8/s1600-h/DSC01774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPiKK26XzI/AAAAAAAABx4/4UX5iqze5g8/s320/DSC01774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045124671926329138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPiKK26XzI/AAAAAAAABx4/4UX5iqze5g8/s1600-h/DSC01774.JPG"&gt;In the bus...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? This morning we purposely go KFC to make sure that he has got bones for dinner tonight. (we starve him the whole day. Lol. It normally eats 5 to 6 meals a day.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KFC....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPjia26X0I/AAAAAAAAByA/QOT9qig_E84/s1600-h/DSC01776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPjia26X0I/AAAAAAAAByA/QOT9qig_E84/s320/DSC01776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045126188049784642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPjia26X0I/AAAAAAAAByA/QOT9qig_E84/s1600-h/DSC01776.JPG"&gt;Me and Xiao Hui in KFC...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops... Took one picture only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us at shoduko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPkG626X1I/AAAAAAAAByI/Wgq7KsolC7Y/s1600-h/DSC01780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPkG626X1I/AAAAAAAAByI/Wgq7KsolC7Y/s320/DSC01780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045126815115009874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPkG626X1I/AAAAAAAAByI/Wgq7KsolC7Y/s1600-h/DSC01780.JPG"&gt;Me , sing and hui..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPkia26X2I/AAAAAAAAByQ/bdOv5dSrRcE/s1600-h/DSC01781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPkia26X2I/AAAAAAAAByQ/bdOv5dSrRcE/s320/DSC01781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045127287561412450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPkia26X2I/AAAAAAAAByQ/bdOv5dSrRcE/s1600-h/DSC01781.JPG"&gt;Me and Sing...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPk3a26X3I/AAAAAAAAByY/c9QfUUdVsHE/s1600-h/DSC01782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPk3a26X3I/AAAAAAAAByY/c9QfUUdVsHE/s320/DSC01782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045127648338665330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPk3a26X3I/AAAAAAAAByY/c9QfUUdVsHE/s1600-h/DSC01782.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha... What's that?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPyYa26X4I/AAAAAAAAByg/4ROhw9ou7Tw/s1600-h/DSC01794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPyYa26X4I/AAAAAAAAByg/4ROhw9ou7Tw/s320/DSC01794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045142508925509506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPyYa26X4I/AAAAAAAAByg/4ROhw9ou7Tw/s1600-h/DSC01794.JPG"&gt;Me and Hui..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPzDa26X5I/AAAAAAAAByo/MiPePnMt_5A/s1600-h/DSC01798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPzDa26X5I/AAAAAAAAByo/MiPePnMt_5A/s320/DSC01798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045143247659884434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPzDa26X5I/AAAAAAAAByo/MiPePnMt_5A/s1600-h/DSC01798.JPG"&gt;Matthew  at Shoduko...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the eating part... WE went around and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPzr626X6I/AAAAAAAAByw/q6DNwfJnWlI/s1600-h/DSC01807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPzr626X6I/AAAAAAAAByw/q6DNwfJnWlI/s320/DSC01807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045143943444586402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPzr626X6I/AAAAAAAAByw/q6DNwfJnWlI/s1600-h/DSC01807.JPG"&gt;At Giordano.. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to buy a pair of sandals but after some thinking i still think that i like my pink sandals.... :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPaHq26XwI/AAAAAAAABxg/fFuwre2iYU4/s1600-h/DSC01811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPaHq26XwI/AAAAAAAABxg/fFuwre2iYU4/s320/DSC01811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045115832883633922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPaHq26XwI/AAAAAAAABxg/fFuwre2iYU4/s1600-h/DSC01811.JPG"&gt;Ha ha.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgP1DK26X7I/AAAAAAAABy4/srJdcjw4tPw/s1600-h/DSC01810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgP1DK26X7I/AAAAAAAABy4/srJdcjw4tPw/s320/DSC01810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045145442388172722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgP1DK26X7I/AAAAAAAABy4/srJdcjw4tPw/s1600-h/DSC01810.JPG"&gt;Me and Matthew...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgP1b626X8I/AAAAAAAABzA/cfWV3vrYR0Y/s1600-h/DSC01812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgP1b626X8I/AAAAAAAABzA/cfWV3vrYR0Y/s320/DSC01812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045145867589935042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgP1b626X8I/AAAAAAAABzA/cfWV3vrYR0Y/s1600-h/DSC01812.JPG"&gt;Xiao Hui cannot make her decision...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgP13626X9I/AAAAAAAABzI/sCDvRkw_3-Q/s1600-h/DSC01814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgP13626X9I/AAAAAAAABzI/sCDvRkw_3-Q/s320/DSC01814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045146348626272210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgP13626X9I/AAAAAAAABzI/sCDvRkw_3-Q/s1600-h/DSC01814.JPG"&gt;And lastly... She bought this...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgP2uK26X_I/AAAAAAAABzY/FjdtnL73NDc/s1600-h/DSC01815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgP2uK26X_I/AAAAAAAABzY/FjdtnL73NDc/s320/DSC01815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045147280634175474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgP2uK26X_I/AAAAAAAABzY/FjdtnL73NDc/s1600-h/DSC01815.JPG"&gt;My rabbit teeth??? Ha ha...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgP3FK26YAI/AAAAAAAABzg/-mHooT6eMwo/s1600-h/DSC01817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgP3FK26YAI/AAAAAAAABzg/-mHooT6eMwo/s320/DSC01817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045147675771166722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgP3FK26YAI/AAAAAAAABzg/-mHooT6eMwo/s1600-h/DSC01817.JPG"&gt;Hui yawning while she wants to pay..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to Sushi King... as i had been bugging them whole day long.. Love themm... Muacks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgP3uK26YBI/AAAAAAAABzo/vSzi7JE5UNQ/s1600-h/DSC01826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgP3uK26YBI/AAAAAAAABzo/vSzi7JE5UNQ/s320/DSC01826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045148380145803282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgP3uK26YBI/AAAAAAAABzo/vSzi7JE5UNQ/s1600-h/DSC01826.JPG"&gt;Me...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best photos are the photos we took when we didnt laugh or smile purposely... THat is the photo that can show happiness in a person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgP4Sq26YDI/AAAAAAAABz4/jJt1_wAgRIo/s1600-h/DSC01819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgP4Sq26YDI/AAAAAAAABz4/jJt1_wAgRIo/s320/DSC01819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045149007211028530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgP4Sa26YCI/AAAAAAAABzw/DrNy_rhw7R4/s1600-h/DSC01818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgP4Sa26YCI/AAAAAAAABzw/DrNy_rhw7R4/s320/DSC01818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045149002916061218" border="0" /&gt;They are having the smile and laughter of happiness...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like these two photos a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-155529107507727697?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/155529107507727697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=155529107507727697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/155529107507727697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/155529107507727697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/03/having-fun.html' title='Having fun...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgPdwa26XxI/AAAAAAAABxo/br_RoG8-hXA/s72-c/DSC01769white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-1259766511966664774</id><published>2007-03-22T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:47:55.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update...</title><content type='html'>Long long time didnt update my blog already. As i was busy with my course work and all the work that the teacher gave to us. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Nothing much last week la. Went to take bus alone today and i wasnt lost. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgKTNa26XvI/AAAAAAAABxY/epT_I_zhMX4/s1600-h/DSC01768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgKTNa26XvI/AAAAAAAABxY/epT_I_zhMX4/s320/DSC01768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044756391365598962" border="0" /&gt;That's the prove. Lol.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much la...&lt;br /&gt;Update when i am not such a lazy bum.. Going to KL city tomorrow. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-1259766511966664774?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1259766511966664774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=1259766511966664774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/1259766511966664774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/1259766511966664774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/03/update.html' title='Update...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RgKTNa26XvI/AAAAAAAABxY/epT_I_zhMX4/s72-c/DSC01768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-4059955303553015804</id><published>2007-03-15T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:47:57.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The doggy..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RflUqQ7bVKI/AAAAAAAABxQ/CeSu5fVdGDA/s1600-h/CIMG0536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RflUqQ7bVKI/AAAAAAAABxQ/CeSu5fVdGDA/s320/CIMG0536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042154342893442210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jiat i miss you... Ha ha... Specially Dedicated to Sing Jiat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was in kuching i kept bugging my mom to let me keep a dog but she dont let. And when i came here. i finally have one. Not that i purposely buy one or anything. Actually, my housemates' friend gave them. So i have been so excited about it these few days and kept thinking what shall i do with it. Ha ha. But sadly that puppy will be going to be give away soon. I feel so sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here are some pictures of the doggy...&lt;br /&gt;Its so cute..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RflSCA7bVAI/AAAAAAAABwA/u0zGeq_p0Ww/s1600-h/DSC01717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RflSCA7bVAI/AAAAAAAABwA/u0zGeq_p0Ww/s320/DSC01717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042151452380451842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RflSCQ7bVBI/AAAAAAAABwI/FtvBCqqd0VY/s1600-h/DSC01714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RflSCQ7bVBI/AAAAAAAABwI/FtvBCqqd0VY/s320/DSC01714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042151456675419154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RflSCw7bVDI/AAAAAAAABwY/X50oayZLmi0/s1600-h/DSC01711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RflSCw7bVDI/AAAAAAAABwY/X50oayZLmi0/s320/DSC01711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042151465265353778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RflSDA7bVEI/AAAAAAAABwg/5GeYmQlEM8Y/s1600-h/DSC01710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RflSDA7bVEI/AAAAAAAABwg/5GeYmQlEM8Y/s320/DSC01710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042151469560321090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RflTYg7bVJI/AAAAAAAABxI/adOTIQ77-GM/s1600-h/DSC01720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RflTYg7bVJI/AAAAAAAABxI/adOTIQ77-GM/s320/DSC01720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042152938439136402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RflTYA7bVHI/AAAAAAAABw4/CF-1eo3nJPs/s1600-h/DSC01740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RflTYA7bVHI/AAAAAAAABw4/CF-1eo3nJPs/s320/DSC01740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042152929849201778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RflTYA7bVHI/AAAAAAAABw4/CF-1eo3nJPs/s1600-h/DSC01740.JPG"&gt;Isnt it cute? I just love it.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's attention are now all on him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RflTYA7bVGI/AAAAAAAABww/PSTQeQk84RE/s1600-h/DSC01748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RflTYA7bVGI/AAAAAAAABww/PSTQeQk84RE/s320/DSC01748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042152929849201762" border="0" /&gt;Evonne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RflTXw7bVFI/AAAAAAAABwo/Z-_Dvhr44Ok/s1600-h/DSC01708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RflTXw7bVFI/AAAAAAAABwo/Z-_Dvhr44Ok/s320/DSC01708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042152925554234450" border="0" /&gt;Xiao Hui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are my housemate. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-4059955303553015804?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/4059955303553015804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=4059955303553015804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/4059955303553015804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/4059955303553015804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/03/doggy.html' title='The doggy..'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RflUqQ7bVKI/AAAAAAAABxQ/CeSu5fVdGDA/s72-c/CIMG0536.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-7448803433431545127</id><published>2007-03-13T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T18:38:43.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My part time job in KL</title><content type='html'>Hm. Just came back from class was more concerntrate in the Business law lecture this morning although i slept so early in the morning. I could not sleep last night. I dont know why. But i talk to god for a long long time last night. After that i go see my pictures in my camera and all the videos. I feel like crying cause i miss my friends back there and miss my boyfriend super duper much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this morning in the law lecture my lecturer told me that Malaysia is building the biggest court. I was like Walao eh. Isnt that wastage of the countries resources. Why Malaysia need such a big court when they have so lil people and so lil place? And yet the people here also dont like sueing ppl like other countries too. But some how Malaysia has got so many un judge cases. What i mean un judge is that they didnt finish the judging of the cases. I know one of the cases that has been drag more than 10 years already and it hasnt finsih yet. And the criminal is still out there doing crimes i think. And honestly la... The police in Malaysia is just so....&lt;br /&gt;At times la, they still need to salute to the gangsters la, not all the places in Malaysia la but certain places the gangster power is more than the police force how pity. There is law but it just dont work in some places cause what the gangsters do and say is law in those places. And also la, everytime also say no rasuah but in the end it is always the same when police caught you for offending, they dont go according the rules. And if you bed them to give you a chance. some of them will say, "kalau saya bagi lu peluang kamu untung saya tidak untung." some of them even more ...... "bagi kopi o la." Lol... If all these didnt change then what for to have the largest court in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to blog anymore. Found my part time job and already start working last saturday. I teach swimming.&lt;br /&gt;And the pay is 10times more than mac's pay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-7448803433431545127?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7448803433431545127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=7448803433431545127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7448803433431545127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7448803433431545127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-part-time-job-in-kl.html' title='My part time job in KL'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-8380821678658212095</id><published>2007-03-13T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:48:00.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss home</title><content type='html'>I miss home, miss my room, my bed my original pillow. and the most important thing is i miss the air con back at home. The weather here is so different to the weather back at home. It is so much hotter and heaty here that i am always crying hot and my house mate who is being kind lend me her fan. Ha ha. Consider as i stole it from them? Lol. I aint sure too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. At the moment, i consider them as nice but human beings are unpredictable right? Hm. I miss my boy friend and friends back home badly. Sigh. I wanna go back but i need at least RM 130 to go back cause the air port tax for both way is RM 130. If include the air ticket it will mostly be around RM 200 plus plus... I need to earn pocket money to go back or anyone who is kind enough to spare me that RM 200 plus plus, i know to some of you out there it is not much compare to you all's oversea air ticket but but to me every single cent is important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two days i manage to eat some home town food. Pak Tin Soup, its dark in color soup. Oops forgot to take picture for that. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, but i will upload other pictures for you all.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWACA7bUuI/AAAAAAAABtw/P1niDc2Ym7Y/s1600-h/DSC01385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWACA7bUuI/AAAAAAAABtw/P1niDc2Ym7Y/s320/DSC01385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041076130008486626" border="0" /&gt;Him on V day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWABg7bUtI/AAAAAAAABto/lJ27dIwzwgg/s1600-h/DSC01383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWABg7bUtI/AAAAAAAABto/lJ27dIwzwgg/s320/DSC01383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041076121418552018" border="0" /&gt;Me on V day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWABQ7bUsI/AAAAAAAABtg/VLLeEMt60Jk/s1600-h/DSC01382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWABQ7bUsI/AAAAAAAABtg/VLLeEMt60Jk/s320/DSC01382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041076117123584706" border="0" /&gt;Us on V day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These photos are taken are i found my camera in his car. Refer to previous post if you wonder what happen to my camera.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWBhA7bUwI/AAAAAAAABuA/cMSRgNTEOAA/s1600-h/DSC01421r800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWBhA7bUwI/AAAAAAAABuA/cMSRgNTEOAA/s320/DSC01421r800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041077762096059138" border="0" /&gt;My bag. I like this pic. Looks pro to me. Hi hi.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWBgw7bUvI/AAAAAAAABt4/MW9pO_VxQCk/s1600-h/DSC01418r800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWBgw7bUvI/AAAAAAAABt4/MW9pO_VxQCk/s320/DSC01418r800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041077757801091826" border="0" /&gt;Me and my mom going to Sibu for CNY celebration.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfV-bQ7bUrI/AAAAAAAABtY/6-IZCD2V9sI/s1600-h/DSC01579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfV-bQ7bUrI/AAAAAAAABtY/6-IZCD2V9sI/s320/DSC01579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041074364776927922" border="0" /&gt;Me on the way back to Kuching after CNY celebration in Sibu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWE-A7bU1I/AAAAAAAABuo/haMCnsyaCoE/s1600-h/DSC01592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWE-A7bU1I/AAAAAAAABuo/haMCnsyaCoE/s320/DSC01592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041081558847148882" border="0" /&gt;Me and him when i arrive in Kuching.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWE9g7bUxI/AAAAAAAABuI/wzkpD4iMHps/s1600-h/DSC01629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWE9g7bUxI/AAAAAAAABuI/wzkpD4iMHps/s320/DSC01629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041081550257214226" border="0" /&gt;The 5th night of CNY having a small family dinner but only took pic with Kimmy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWE9w7bUyI/AAAAAAAABuQ/nSUXEBJTLI4/s1600-h/DSC01626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWE9w7bUyI/AAAAAAAABuQ/nSUXEBJTLI4/s320/DSC01626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041081554552181538" border="0" /&gt;Later went out with my darling and his cousin, Kel.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWE9w7bUzI/AAAAAAAABuY/Mxr4eK5oKbQ/s1600-h/DSC01619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWE9w7bUzI/AAAAAAAABuY/Mxr4eK5oKbQ/s320/DSC01619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041081554552181554" border="0" /&gt;Me.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWE-A7bU0I/AAAAAAAABug/44WSxYCIs4w/s1600-h/DSC01603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWE-A7bU0I/AAAAAAAABug/44WSxYCIs4w/s320/DSC01603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041081558847148866" border="0" /&gt;Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWH2A7bU6I/AAAAAAAABvQ/CGH7MGrQ99M/s1600-h/DSC01630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWH2A7bU6I/AAAAAAAABvQ/CGH7MGrQ99M/s320/DSC01630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041084719943078818" border="0" /&gt;Youth night. My cell Group.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWH1w7bU5I/AAAAAAAABvI/zRq6Cb76_Jo/s1600-h/DSC01633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWH1w7bU5I/AAAAAAAABvI/zRq6Cb76_Jo/s320/DSC01633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041084715648111506" border="0" /&gt;Me and Joanne... Miss her.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWH1w7bU4I/AAAAAAAABvA/1gmsb2nO1bg/s1600-h/DSC01644r800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWH1w7bU4I/AAAAAAAABvA/1gmsb2nO1bg/s320/DSC01644r800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041084715648111490" border="0" /&gt;Me and Darl at friends birthday party.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWH1g7bU3I/AAAAAAAABu4/WxkQPq40g9k/s1600-h/DSC01645r800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWH1g7bU3I/AAAAAAAABu4/WxkQPq40g9k/s320/DSC01645r800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041084711353144178" border="0" /&gt;Take 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWH1Q7bU2I/AAAAAAAABuw/C2WG8WHivrA/s1600-h/DSC01646r800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWH1Q7bU2I/AAAAAAAABuw/C2WG8WHivrA/s320/DSC01646r800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041084707058176866" border="0" /&gt;The two cute lil dummies that i love.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWJ8Q7bU7I/AAAAAAAABvY/VhQvbXtPOKA/s1600-h/DSC01648r800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWJ8Q7bU7I/AAAAAAAABvY/VhQvbXtPOKA/s320/DSC01648r800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041087026340516786" border="0" /&gt;Darren and i.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWJ8g7bU8I/AAAAAAAABvg/TAOxT1LCTbw/s1600-h/DSC01653r800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWJ8g7bU8I/AAAAAAAABvg/TAOxT1LCTbw/s320/DSC01653r800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041087030635484098" border="0" /&gt;Anson.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWJ8g7bU9I/AAAAAAAABvo/-oQibzerwcI/s1600-h/DSC01659r800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWJ8g7bU9I/AAAAAAAABvo/-oQibzerwcI/s320/DSC01659r800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041087030635484114" border="0" /&gt;Anson and the Tame Shark...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWJ8w7bU-I/AAAAAAAABvw/Ga97Ix7C2EU/s1600-h/DSC01661r800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWJ8w7bU-I/AAAAAAAABvw/Ga97Ix7C2EU/s320/DSC01661r800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041087034930451426" border="0" /&gt;Us again.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWJ9A7bU_I/AAAAAAAABv4/nN6pNHsQ8qY/s1600-h/DSC01663r800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWJ9A7bU_I/AAAAAAAABv4/nN6pNHsQ8qY/s320/DSC01663r800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041087039225418738" border="0" /&gt;The class gathering the night before i left.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops. Its so late now. Got class tomo morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My time table change. My thursday morning class switch to tuesday mornin and monday morning got not class....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wink:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upload more pics next time when i am not so lazy again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-8380821678658212095?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8380821678658212095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=8380821678658212095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/8380821678658212095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/8380821678658212095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-miss-home.html' title='I miss home'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RfWACA7bUuI/AAAAAAAABtw/P1niDc2Ym7Y/s72-c/DSC01385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-6036748689697463561</id><published>2007-03-09T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T15:27:06.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy</title><content type='html'>Ok, i know i know i promise to post up pictures when i reach KL and settle down but but but i am just so lazy. So sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sick for the past three days. Diarrhoe so.... Ew.... For three freaking days.. Sien - ness..&lt;br /&gt;Honestly to my friends in Kuching.. I miss you all so much..&lt;br /&gt;Espeacially my BF...&lt;br /&gt;Stupid him stil dont knw when he will comee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-6036748689697463561?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6036748689697463561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=6036748689697463561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6036748689697463561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6036748689697463561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/03/lazy.html' title='Lazy'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-1530920590669892056</id><published>2007-03-05T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:48:01.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class started today</title><content type='html'>Class started today. Well, i actually got class in the morning but that subject is being differ to the next semester so thats mean there wont be class monday morning for me in this four months. La la la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the vacancy advertisement from mac donald this morning so just now i called to ask about the pay and you know what they only pay &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RM 3 per hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it la if really like that. I need to get a better pay job. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Went to Pasar malam just now and they also got Uncle Bob its different from the one in Kuching. For now, i got to go help my housemate cook dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Photos of my new bible and me and my mom at mid valley...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rev3ybHuncI/AAAAAAAABtQ/wgRXlHHXAc8/s1600-h/DSC01685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rev3ybHuncI/AAAAAAAABtQ/wgRXlHHXAc8/s320/DSC01685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038393053789724098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rev3ybHuncI/AAAAAAAABtQ/wgRXlHHXAc8/s1600-h/DSC01685.JPG"&gt;Mom at mid valley's Deli France&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rev3yLHunbI/AAAAAAAABtI/GOhbg3iQ3Bg/s1600-h/DSC01686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rev3yLHunbI/AAAAAAAABtI/GOhbg3iQ3Bg/s320/DSC01686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038393049494756786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rev3yLHunbI/AAAAAAAABtI/GOhbg3iQ3Bg/s1600-h/DSC01686.JPG"&gt;Me there too.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier that morning, i bought a new bible as i am now in the english session sunday service. The bible's cover is fury... Nice.... I love it... It is a combination of pink and grey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rev3yLHunaI/AAAAAAAABtA/HRaY1EzgNAQ/s1600-h/DSC01688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rev3yLHunaI/AAAAAAAABtA/HRaY1EzgNAQ/s320/DSC01688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038393049494756770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rev3vLHunZI/AAAAAAAABs4/b3Xs5acjOCc/s1600-h/DSC01689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rev3vLHunZI/AAAAAAAABs4/b3Xs5acjOCc/s320/DSC01689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038392997955149202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rev3u7HunYI/AAAAAAAABsw/-3JRgsLZgQE/s1600-h/DSC01690+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rev3u7HunYI/AAAAAAAABsw/-3JRgsLZgQE/s320/DSC01690+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038392993660181890" border="0" /&gt;That is my fatty bum bum hand... Ignore it. Just look at the bible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-1530920590669892056?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1530920590669892056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=1530920590669892056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/1530920590669892056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/1530920590669892056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/03/class-started-today.html' title='Class started today'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rev3ybHuncI/AAAAAAAABtQ/wgRXlHHXAc8/s72-c/DSC01685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-3960043145479578909</id><published>2007-03-03T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T23:17:53.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting class on monday</title><content type='html'>My class will be starting on monday and i will be taking up 6 subjects for this semester. To me it is very little for the times i need to attend class. I only need to attend class six times a week, 4/7 days only. I was like SHOCK!!! When i know it. Hm. I am now staying in Jalan SS2. Near Kayu Nasi Kandar if you know where. Ha ha. My room can be say em.. Almost perfect la. Bought almost everything i need including a printer and a head phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My time table is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;9 - 12 : Moral Study&lt;br /&gt;4 - 6   : Marketing Management&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;4 - 6   : Operation Management&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;4 - 6 : Channel Marketing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;9 - 12 : Law&lt;br /&gt;4 - 6   : Buyer Behaviour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so pack...&lt;br /&gt;Update again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-3960043145479578909?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3960043145479578909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=3960043145479578909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/3960043145479578909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/3960043145479578909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/03/starting-class-on-monday.html' title='Starting class on monday'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-1105022686945667566</id><published>2007-03-02T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T19:58:54.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrive in KL</title><content type='html'>Just finish arranging all the things.&lt;br /&gt;So tired now....&lt;br /&gt;Need a sleep...&lt;br /&gt;Update when i settle all the things down..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-1105022686945667566?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1105022686945667566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=1105022686945667566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/1105022686945667566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/1105022686945667566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/03/arrive-in-kl.html' title='Arrive in KL'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-5237060523522044196</id><published>2007-02-26T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T09:52:50.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winnie The Pooh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I bet everyone knows what is and who is winnie the pooh. Hm... I fell in love with him when i was younger and telling everyone that winnie the pooh is a girl. Well, actually winnie the pooh is a "he". Wonder why its name is winnie the pooh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here is the history of winnie the pooh and everytime i see the show it made my day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;During the first                                                World War troops from Winnipeg (Manitoba,                                                Canada) were being transported to                                                eastern Canada, on their way overseas                                                to Europe where they should join                                                the 2nd Canadian Infantry Brigade.                                                When the train stopped at White                                                River, Ontario, a lieutenant called                                                Harry Colebourn bought a small female                                                black bear cub for $20 from a hunter                                                who had killed its mother. He named                                                her 'Winnipeg', after his hometown                                                of Winnipeg, or 'Winnie' for short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                             &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Winnie became the                                                mascot of the Brigade and went to                                                Britain with the unit. When the                                                Brigade was posted to the battlefields                                                of France, Lt. Colebourn took Winnie                                                to the London Zoo for a long loan.                                                Formally Colebourn presented the                                                London Zoo with Winnie in December                                                1919 where it became a popular attraction                                                and lived until 1934.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                             &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The bear was also                                                very popular by Christopher Robin,                                                son of author A.A. Milne. It was                                                his favorite at the zoo, and he                                                often spent time inside the cage                                                with it. The bear was Christopher                                                Robin's inspiration for calling                                                his own teddy bear Winnie.... Winnie                                                the Pooh (this teddy bear started                                                out with the name of Edward Bear).                                                The name of Pooh originally belonged                                                to a swan, as can be seen in a poem                                                from Milne's When We Were Very Young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                             &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A.A. Milne started                                                to write a series of books about                                                Winnie the Pooh, his son Christopher                                                Robin, and their friends at 100-Aker-Wood.                                                These other characters, such as                                                Eeyore, Piglet, Tigger, Kanga and                                                Roo were also based on stuffed animals                                                belonging to Christopher Robin.                                                Other characters as Rabbit and Owl                                                were based on animals that lived,                                                just like the swan Pooh, in the                                                surrounding area of Milne's country                                                home Cotchford Farm in Ashdown Forest,                                                Sussex, on which 100-Aker-wood was                                                based.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                             &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'Winnie-the-Pooh'                                                was published by Methuen on October                                                14th, 1926, the verses 'Now We are                                                Six' in 1927, and 'The House at                                                Pooh Corner' in1928. All these books                                                were illustrated in a beautiful                                                way by E.H. Shepard, which made                                                the books even more magical. The                                                Pooh-books became firm favourites                                                with old and young alike and have                                                been translated into almost every                                                known language. A conservative figure                                                for the total sales of the four                                                Methuen editions (including When                                                We Were Very Young) up to the end                                                of 1996 would be over 20 million                                                copies. These figures do not include                                                sales of the four books published                                                by Dutton in Canada and the States,                                                nor the foreign-language editions                                                printed in more than 25 languages                                                the world over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                             &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Pooh-books had                                                also been favourites of Walt Disney's                                                daughters and it inspired Disney                                                to bring Pooh to film in 1966. In                                                1977 'the Many Adventures of Winnie                                                the Pooh', the first feature-length                                                animated film of Pooh was released.                                                In 1993, the Walt Disney Company                                                acknowledged that Pooh Bear is second                                                only to Mickey Mouse in their portfolio                                                of the most-loved and trusted characters                                                known to millions of people all                                                the world over. By 1996, after the                                                second release of 'the Many Adventures                                                of Winnie the Pooh', the Bear of                                                Very Little Brain had proved to                                                be more popular than any other Disney                                                character. In 1997, thirty years                                                after the release of 'the Many Adventures                                                of Winnie the Pooh', Disney released                                                'Pooh's Grand Adventure', picking                                                up where Disney's 22nd Masterpiece                                                left off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  I know i aint lil anymore but i just still love it. I got lots of things with winne the pooh.. even now when i m going to study in KL soon. I am going to bring my big pooh over too... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  Talking about Kl. I dont know how i exactly feel cause i know once i reach there my life is going too change in 180 degrees cause if it is 360 degrees thats mean no changes. Hm. My apartment is kind of far away from my college and wondering how i have to go college. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  And i feel so sad to leave my friends as they are my LIFE... I still got friends in KL but i just dont knw why i feel sad about leaving Kuching. Maybe i cannot take it that i am leaving all the nice food behind and gonna eat maggie everyday when i m in KL cause i got no transport and all.. Sigh....  If anyone in KL wanna adopt a daughter then look for me. Lol. I want home made food.. Ha ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, an accident happen in front of my house. A driver bang onto a motor cyclist. Well, the motor cyclist broke his leg and his head was bleeding. Well, i sort of pity the motor cyclist but... He didnt turn on his light claiming that his light spoilt. But the driver bang into him cause she wanted to turn into the lorong but on the wrong lane. &lt;/span&gt;So whom do you think shall be charge for the compund?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the scene for like almost an hour because the ambulance came so late and i think the motor cyclist suffered a lot. When the motor cyclist mom arrive the motor cyclist kept swearing bad words so loudly like he is not in pain, the mom also like that. Like mother like son. Lol. Then the mom cry. And cry and cry till peng san. Even pengsan in the middle of the road. Then later a young fellow came and wanted to beat up people. So.... Sigh... It is wrong for you to ride your bike without light and yet you still wanna beat up people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the driver she kept crying from the minute i went out of the house to go to the scene she kept crying. At first i thought there is a female victim under the car or something. But when i went there then only i realised that it was the driver who was crying. I think the accident really frightens her badly. And my friends are in her car although i dont knw the driver and she called her mom and her mom came to hug her and i was so impressed that the first thing the mom told her daughter was " pray for the victim". I was shock. On the accident scene i met quite a few friends. Suprisingly. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ambulance left. Almost everyone left. My mom sent the driver family to their car cause my mom borrowed people at the scene 5 umbrellas and my mom need to take back the umbrella and the one who tow car is my friend too. But i left after the ambulance and the driver left. Me, Kel, and my boyfriend actually planned for movie but we didnt go for it because all got no mood already. So we all went to my house and help me fill up the scholarship thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now...&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/29796795-5237060523522044196?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/5237060523522044196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=5237060523522044196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/5237060523522044196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/5237060523522044196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/02/winnie-pooh.html' title='Winnie The Pooh'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-6811729889698417366</id><published>2007-02-24T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T08:56:44.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love, hate, decision</title><content type='html'>Love, hate and decision are all connected. At times, we do some right or wrong decision for love but at times when we hate some one or something too much we might make the wrong decision or maybe the right one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Maybe for love someone who dont like to study might goes back to school and study. But it might be the other way round too. For love a new baby might be born but for hating some one you love the same might happen too. God is so great that he created so many feelings for us to feel. Some one told me that i have a lot of expression, and my expression is always different. Wondering it's good or bad? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Just dont know how to explain it. And hope you all understand what i am saying.. Feeling sleepy now... Leaving in 4 days to kl.... Post pic when i settle down there. k?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-6811729889698417366?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6811729889698417366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=6811729889698417366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6811729889698417366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6811729889698417366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/02/love-hate-decision.html' title='Love, hate, decision'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-774297554152482193</id><published>2007-02-19T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T11:55:26.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Kuching..</title><content type='html'>Two more days then i will be back to Kuching and nine more days i will be leaving Kuching to KL. Hm My feelings now are.... Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-774297554152482193?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/774297554152482193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=774297554152482193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/774297554152482193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/774297554152482193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/02/miss-kuching.html' title='Miss Kuching..'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-3395934541808127809</id><published>2007-02-17T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T11:38:55.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY in Sibu</title><content type='html'>Actually wanted to blog before i left kuching but got no time to do so. So here i am in Sibu now to blog. I used a damn early flight this morning tat i slept in the flight and now am feeling sleepy but i think if i sleep people here will complain. I am a lil regret that i didnt follow my mom them to shopping as i need new heels. Shit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... That is the price of being lazy...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... Now at home. And Michelle my cousin from China.. Dont misunderstand. She is actually from Kuching and due to some reason she migrated to China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.. nothing much.. will attend some thing sort of like concert tomorrow night. Update tomorrow or mb later or mb the day after tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who know me... Call me or sms me if you miss me... please... Lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-3395934541808127809?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3395934541808127809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=3395934541808127809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/3395934541808127809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/3395934541808127809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-in-sibu.html' title='CNY in Sibu'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-7932591602802059032</id><published>2007-02-14T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T23:50:02.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine Day</title><content type='html'>Hm..&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know how i spent it?&lt;br /&gt;I spent it working day time and went to dinner with my boyfriend, his cousin and a friend of mine at De Grill Restaurent. Ha ha. Well, as tonight is jammed everywhere so i came home after the dinner and now am blogging here. &lt;br /&gt;And actually, i didnt really have the mood to take dinner as i thought i lost my precious pink baby. I dropped it in Ryan's car but i thought i drop it else where it made me felt so worry about it. At first, i was like a lil baby loosing her toy. Dont laugh. I wanna cry already. Ha ha. Hm. Didnt take photo cause i thought i lost my camera. Got some photo wit Sing Jiat but need to wait till she upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. Nothing much. Saw Jane today, she came to take Sing Jiat i think.. Ha ha.. But Sing Jiat cannot go cause her dinner was not served yet. So sorry Sing Jiat... Ha ha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post pictures tomorrow. So tired now.. Good Night..&lt;br /&gt;HAppy V day to all. Hope you all have a good one too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-7932591602802059032?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7932591602802059032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=7932591602802059032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7932591602802059032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7932591602802059032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentine-day.html' title='Happy Valentine Day'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-7265491870538343062</id><published>2007-02-13T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T00:26:02.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MOBILE BLOG'/><title type='text'>Blogging with my phone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-7265491870538343062?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7265491870538343062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=7265491870538343062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7265491870538343062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7265491870538343062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/02/blogging-with-my-phone.html' title='Blogging with my phone...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-3642886687102164843</id><published>2007-02-11T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T10:14:38.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The CNY celebration in church</title><content type='html'>Enjoy the celebration but dont really like the new year songs. I just dont knw why i hate new year songs. Sigh. Lol. Em....Have got photos to post but but but some of them i need to wait ... Cause it is with sing jiat. But dont worry.. I have got some videos too...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i209/m3lgurl/DSC01313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i209/m3lgurl/DSC01313.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i209/m3lgurl/DSC01311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i209/m3lgurl/DSC01311.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i209/m3lgurl/DSC01310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i209/m3lgurl/DSC01310.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i209/m3lgurl/DSC01309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i209/m3lgurl/DSC01309.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i209/m3lgurl/DSC01314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i209/m3lgurl/DSC01314.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's lagging and i m sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;So i dnt care... Good night..&lt;br /&gt;BLueks.s..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-3642886687102164843?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3642886687102164843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=3642886687102164843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/3642886687102164843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/3642886687102164843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-celebration-in-church.html' title='The CNY celebration in church'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-3379942155472299420</id><published>2007-02-10T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T13:04:54.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird ness...</title><content type='html'>At times, us human beings are weird. A lot of times we actually already have great life, with great people and great things. But we the human beings are the kind of mamal that can never satisfy with the things and people and life we have got. We are always looking forward a better one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well, what if one day things goes another way round. And would you want your original life back? Or you want it to remain the same way which is in a not so good situation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  For example, you are a mother and your daughter has got a boyfriend. At first, you think he is nice and good. But after some brain wash from the families saying that a wealthy guy is better, you change your point of view to this guy and keep commenting your daughter about what kind of guy she shall get. Normally, he and your daugther would spend time at you house with you. Now, your daughter rather wonder around with her friends outside.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Well, would you regret what you did to her? Ok, if she follows what you say and get a wealthy man and marry off. But end up divorce with lots of kids and she has to take care of them or if she got beaten up in the wealthy family or if she was used as a maid in the wealthy family how will you feel???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well.... I want some comments on this. What would you do if you are a mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-3379942155472299420?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3379942155472299420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=3379942155472299420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/3379942155472299420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/3379942155472299420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/02/weird-ness.html' title='Weird ness...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-7070702187127567208</id><published>2007-02-09T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T16:42:37.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How many more days???</title><content type='html'>Well, my flight leaving Kuching will be on the 1st March in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;Now i already start feeling sad about leaving.&lt;br /&gt;But i still insist to leave and try to live on my own. To live without being able to rely on anyone cause no one will be there for me to rely on and life will be real tough.&lt;br /&gt;So how many days left? 19 days for me to spend with my family and my bf and friends. How sad? Right? But hey... KL is near ok... You can always look for me there if you want...&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Got to go for now... Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-7070702187127567208?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7070702187127567208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=7070702187127567208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7070702187127567208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7070702187127567208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/02/how-many-more-days.html' title='How many more days???'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-1830567297053829897</id><published>2007-02-07T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T16:42:37.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy one annivessary to me and him... :)</title><content type='html'>Not planning for any celebration cause i am very busy these few days.&lt;br /&gt;Even last night, actually planned to celebrate his birthday but end up writing script at his house. LOL. Sorry darling...&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna post pic today...&lt;br /&gt;But we really went through a lot when we are together.&lt;br /&gt;We quarelled almost everyday for the past four months.&lt;br /&gt;The current of the relationship is so big...&lt;br /&gt;But we still love each other...&lt;br /&gt;At times i wondered how long can this relationship last.&lt;br /&gt;The thought stop immediately because i know that with the blessing of God no one can simply break this relationship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From me to you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Thanks for being such a good boy friend, i know at times i made unacceptable reason to make you do some things. I am sorry. :)&lt;br /&gt;  I know i am childish but i am always loving you. :)&lt;br /&gt;  Making you go through all these funny anger of mine is hard but you took them all. Hi hi. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;  At times i know that the problem in between us occur not because of us but i blame you. I know i am silly so here me wanna say sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muackss...&lt;br /&gt;Love you lots my dear...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-1830567297053829897?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1830567297053829897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=1830567297053829897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/1830567297053829897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/1830567297053829897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-one-annivessary-to-me-and-him.html' title='Happy one annivessary to me and him... :)'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-5607024930272631024</id><published>2007-02-06T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:48:04.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Ryan...</title><content type='html'>There was no Sunday service yesterday morning so me and Joanne went to perm and coloured our hair. Me and Joanne has got the same perm. We went with a bunch of people. They are Joanne's 2 brothers, her hubby, her sis in law and Gillian. Ha ha. Em the boys and Gillian finish earlier so they gotta wait for us. But end up my mom went to pick me up from the Saloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, i went to Rigi Kwang. The one at 4th Mile. Well, they came to my house and picked me up at 9 something and we reached there around 10.00am and we finished around 3pm. Just imagine how many hours i spent at the saloon. But i am so satisfied with my perm and color. I love it so much. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone said i look like barbie doll. Dont know whether the comment is good or bad. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 more days and i will be off to KL for my studies.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcbbpe9kMpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YdcoZc_nS1k/s1600-h/DSC00968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcbbpe9kMpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YdcoZc_nS1k/s320/DSC00968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027947539738145426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcbbpe9kMpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YdcoZc_nS1k/s1600-h/DSC00968.JPG"&gt;He left to Aussie already. For his studies too. Wish you luck there. Muackxx..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcbc5e9kMqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/J-ITHFSC3sE/s1600-h/DSC00974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcbc5e9kMqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/J-ITHFSC3sE/s320/DSC00974.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027948914127680162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcbc5e9kMqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/J-ITHFSC3sE/s1600-h/DSC00974.JPG"&gt;His brother, aaric aka tikus aka pumpkin.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his father said cannot call him pumpkin anymore cause he is too round already. Hiaks hiaks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcbePu9kMrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/DwMGBlgiuEs/s1600-h/DSC01102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcbePu9kMrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/DwMGBlgiuEs/s320/DSC01102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027950395891397298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcbePu9kMrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/DwMGBlgiuEs/s1600-h/DSC01102.JPG"&gt;It's not croc but diadora.... :) It's cheap.. Ha ha.. Acutally i though&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcbePu9kMrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/DwMGBlgiuEs/s1600-h/DSC01102.JPG"&gt;t i loo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcbePu9kMrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/DwMGBlgiuEs/s1600-h/DSC01102.JPG"&gt;ks weird and will actually feel werid when i wear it but it's not. It's &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcbePu9kMrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/DwMGBlgiuEs/s1600-h/DSC01102.JPG"&gt;comfy... :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcbgau9kMsI/AAAAAAAAABE/LvEsBiO4cio/s1600-h/DSC01114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcbgau9kMsI/AAAAAAAAABE/LvEsBiO4cio/s320/DSC01114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027952783893213890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcbgau9kMsI/AAAAAAAAABE/LvEsBiO4cio/s1600-h/DSC01114.JPG"&gt;Me and Kimmy.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcbvlu9kMuI/AAAAAAAAABo/yncLKg0vPlo/s1600-h/DSC01117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcbvlu9kMuI/AAAAAAAAABo/yncLKg0vPlo/s320/DSC01117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027969465546191586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcbvlu9kMuI/AAAAAAAAABo/yncLKg0vPlo/s1600-h/DSC01117.JPG"&gt;Me and Aaric being stupid... Lol...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcbwiu9kMvI/AAAAAAAAABw/QLcYYQE4Bjw/s1600-h/DSC01123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcbwiu9kMvI/AAAAAAAAABw/QLcYYQE4Bjw/s320/DSC01123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027970513518211826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcbwiu9kMvI/AAAAAAAAABw/QLcYYQE4Bjw/s1600-h/DSC01123.JPG"&gt;Joanne at the  make up course...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcbyGe9kMwI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rjFGgm-JXX8/s1600-h/DSC01125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcbyGe9kMwI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rjFGgm-JXX8/s320/DSC01125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027972227210162946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcbyGe9kMwI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rjFGgm-JXX8/s1600-h/DSC01125.JPG"&gt;Ya ting and me...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcb0Fu9kMxI/AAAAAAAAACA/BWU4gix0UUA/s1600-h/DSC01126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcb0Fu9kMxI/AAAAAAAAACA/BWU4gix0UUA/s320/DSC01126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027974413348516626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcb0Fu9kMxI/AAAAAAAAACA/BWU4gix0UUA/s1600-h/DSC01126.JPG"&gt;ME and Joanne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcb0HO9kM1I/AAAAAAAAACg/DgVdbUqE7WI/s1600-h/DSC01142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcb0HO9kM1I/AAAAAAAAACg/DgVdbUqE7WI/s320/DSC01142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027974439118320466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcb0HO9kM1I/AAAAAAAAACg/DgVdbUqE7WI/s1600-h/DSC01142.JPG"&gt;Me Ya ting and Joanne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcb0Gu9kMzI/AAAAAAAAACQ/gr8KLYKrGiU/s1600-h/DSC01130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcb0Gu9kMzI/AAAAAAAAACQ/gr8KLYKrGiU/s320/DSC01130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027974430528385842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcb0Gu9kMzI/AAAAAAAAACQ/gr8KLYKrGiU/s1600-h/DSC01130.JPG"&gt;Sharon and Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcb0G-9kM0I/AAAAAAAAACY/Dcr30lMp0H8/s1600-h/DSC01132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcb0G-9kM0I/AAAAAAAAACY/Dcr30lMp0H8/s320/DSC01132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027974434823353154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcb0G-9kM0I/AAAAAAAAACY/Dcr30lMp0H8/s1600-h/DSC01132.JPG"&gt;Cell leader, pinpin and me...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcfjjO9kM2I/AAAAAAAAADI/Pv2RK_BnWX0/s1600-h/DSC01150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcfjjO9kM2I/AAAAAAAAADI/Pv2RK_BnWX0/s320/DSC01150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028237703433696098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcfjjO9kM2I/AAAAAAAAADI/Pv2RK_BnWX0/s1600-h/DSC01150.JPG"&gt;Me, bf's brother and Bf..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcfjju9kM3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/qZci3vp3QHQ/s1600-h/DSC01151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcfjju9kM3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/qZci3vp3QHQ/s320/DSC01151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028237712023630706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcfjju9kM3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/qZci3vp3QHQ/s1600-h/DSC01151.JPG"&gt;Me and the bf...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcfl2u9kM4I/AAAAAAAAADY/pWyW7ogfuVw/s1600-h/DSC01154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcfl2u9kM4I/AAAAAAAAADY/pWyW7ogfuVw/s320/DSC01154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028240237464400770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcfl2u9kM4I/AAAAAAAAADY/pWyW7ogfuVw/s1600-h/DSC01154.JPG"&gt;Us... The couple...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcfnlO9kM8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/2z5xe87hA5U/s1600-h/DSC01168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcfnlO9kM8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/2z5xe87hA5U/s320/DSC01168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028242135839945666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcfnlO9kM8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/2z5xe87hA5U/s1600-h/DSC01168.JPG"&gt;Again...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcfnk-9kM7I/AAAAAAAAADw/0oYeNXkO-j0/s1600-h/DSC01158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcfnk-9kM7I/AAAAAAAAADw/0oYeNXkO-j0/s320/DSC01158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028242131544978354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcfnk-9kM7I/AAAAAAAAADw/0oYeNXkO-j0/s1600-h/DSC01158.JPG"&gt;My future bf in red. Current bf in grey..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol...&lt;br /&gt;Joking.. THe one in red is my boy's brother. They look a lot alike... Aint they?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcfuBe9kM9I/AAAAAAAAAEA/pNmoL7_ZNVs/s1600-h/DSC01171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcfuBe9kM9I/AAAAAAAAAEA/pNmoL7_ZNVs/s320/DSC01171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028249218241016786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcfuBe9kM9I/AAAAAAAAAEA/pNmoL7_ZNVs/s1600-h/DSC01171.JPG"&gt;The kiss....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcfuBu9kM-I/AAAAAAAAAEI/KzyAF0MQIrs/s1600-h/DSC01174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcfuBu9kM-I/AAAAAAAAAEI/KzyAF0MQIrs/s320/DSC01174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028249222535984098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcfuBu9kM-I/AAAAAAAAAEI/KzyAF0MQIrs/s1600-h/DSC01174.JPG"&gt;Enjoying the sweet moment and wants it to last forever...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcfwo-9kM_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/bs7oyfsChvg/s1600-h/DSC01176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcfwo-9kM_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/bs7oyfsChvg/s320/DSC01176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028252095869105138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcfwo-9kM_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/bs7oyfsChvg/s1600-h/DSC01176.JPG"&gt;WHat we doing?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcfwpO9kNAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/GGMnPm2Tdsw/s1600-h/DSC01177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcfwpO9kNAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/GGMnPm2Tdsw/s320/DSC01177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028252100164072450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcfwpO9kNAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/GGMnPm2Tdsw/s1600-h/DSC01177.JPG"&gt;HA ha...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcfwpe9kNBI/AAAAAAAAAEg/PViWSvFIVfs/s1600-h/DSC01180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcfwpe9kNBI/AAAAAAAAAEg/PViWSvFIVfs/s320/DSC01180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028252104459039762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcfwpe9kNBI/AAAAAAAAAEg/PViWSvFIVfs/s1600-h/DSC01180.JPG"&gt;OMG.... What have i done... His first kiss??? Lol...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcfzFu9kNCI/AAAAAAAAAEo/exgmNQO1fg0/s1600-h/DSC01218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcfzFu9kNCI/AAAAAAAAAEo/exgmNQO1fg0/s320/DSC01218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028254788813599778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcfzFu9kNCI/AAAAAAAAAEo/exgmNQO1fg0/s1600-h/DSC01218.JPG"&gt;New Me with my perm and color..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcfzF-9kNDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/aTf1X0CuiuA/s1600-h/DSC01226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RcfzF-9kNDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/aTf1X0CuiuA/s320/DSC01226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028254793108567090" border="0" /&gt;Eee....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOl....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;To &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Ryan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;My boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;May your dreams come true....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-5607024930272631024?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/5607024930272631024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=5607024930272631024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/5607024930272631024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/5607024930272631024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-birthday-to-ryan.html' title='Happy Birthday to Ryan...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rcbbpe9kMpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YdcoZc_nS1k/s72-c/DSC00968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-6162371394059882529</id><published>2007-02-02T08:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T09:09:50.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why why why???</title><content type='html'>I am sad to announce that my fishes are dead again. But it is a reality that i had to admit. Well, they did not die of hunger at least. They died of full ness which means eating too much and they didnt know how to control whether they shall eat or they shall not. Remember the last time me mentioning that i bought air pump but actually i bought it with a bunch of sea weed which costs 5.00 ringgit and that is the cause of the fishes i didnt know that the fishes actually swallow all the sea weeds. I thought they only play with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Yesterday evening when i went home they were all dead. With their stomach burst. Which means the stomach is no more round. It is flat with a line in the middle of their stomach which shows that they are too full and their stomach burst. So sad la. But why are they so stupid ha? Haih... But when i think back it is reasonable for them to be stupid. Cause they have a small brain and a big tummy. My darling came over to my house to help me throw them away as i said that i wanted to keep them even the fishes are dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ok another problem is here. I wants to bring the tank to KL. But my mom dont let. Cause she said that later the tenant complain la. Bla bla bla. Or later they charge me more because of the air pump la. And bla bla bla. Sigh. Stupid right? Dont know la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to buy a totally bare back t shirt she also need to comment. Ya i know she is doing it for my own good. but i dont see any harm wearing a bare back t shirt. Well, sometimes i really dont understand what is she thinking. She is so easily brained washed by my relatives in sibu. The relatives there are just so narrow minded. I dont know how to say la. In overall, their life style just doesnt suite mine. They are the one who wants to have a life with no currents but me, i want a different one. One that can make me thinks that i did not regret my life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oopsss...&lt;br /&gt;Did i vent too much... Sorry...&lt;br /&gt;Em... No pic again today...&lt;br /&gt;And sorry for not updating my blog for a long time as the internet connection in my office still sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-6162371394059882529?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6162371394059882529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=6162371394059882529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6162371394059882529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6162371394059882529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-why-why.html' title='Why why why???'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-7469342792171453129</id><published>2007-01-30T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T08:42:27.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my notebook</title><content type='html'>My baby xen, which is my notebook condemn last saturday. sad la.&lt;br /&gt;Every bad comes on me these few days...&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus name i command all the bad lucks go far far away from me.&lt;br /&gt;I know that you had already listened my prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internet connection still sucks.&lt;br /&gt;At first the people who mend the under sea cable says that it can be done in 2 to 3 weeks time but now? So long already la the incident. I think more than one month already la. But the internet connection still like that. Wonder why it doesnt make any changes. Wondering whether those technician are working. Or maybe they are only playing and swimming in the sea with the fishes, Lol. well, if you are a technician doing the cable there then tell me what happen. Hm. But i dont think any of them will read my blog. Right? Hi hi. I know i am being stupid again. Bu... Bu... But... Please la.... Hai yo... If i dont make myself a lil stupid how people knows that you are clever.... Hi hi hi hi... Joking... Dont press alt+F4... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pic for you guys today as my notebook is down. Will upload pic when i find a way to. k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha...&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought three new fishes again.&lt;br /&gt;With air pump... Wink:)&lt;br /&gt;I had designed my tank so nicely now...&lt;br /&gt;:) Wink...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-7469342792171453129?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7469342792171453129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=7469342792171453129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7469342792171453129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7469342792171453129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-notebook.html' title='my notebook'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-1947628908807256819</id><published>2007-01-26T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T11:08:49.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My fish died</title><content type='html'>Well, i tried to blog these few days but i dont knw why i cannot log in blogger. Stupid aint it?&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;My baby  fish died this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Sad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mood to blog now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-1947628908807256819?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1947628908807256819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=1947628908807256819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/1947628908807256819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/1947628908807256819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-fish-died.html' title='My fish died'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-2903175395498509113</id><published>2007-01-23T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:48:04.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new pet</title><content type='html'>Em. Actually i never have pets before.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, was on leave and hanging around in the fish shop. At first i chose two fishes but when me and dear arrive his house. He said he wants it. His siblings were excited about it and wants it too. So once again we drove back to the shop and bought another four. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought my own fishes home in a small tank last night. I prayed before i came home. Praying that mom wont scold me about the fish. Hm. God answer my prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But me and her argue about the date coming back from sibu.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RbVsJvQGV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/2SrvJ-6g7Pw/s1600-h/DSC00898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RbVsJvQGV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/2SrvJ-6g7Pw/s320/DSC00898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023039873960269714" border="0" /&gt;The new babies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-2903175395498509113?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2903175395498509113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=2903175395498509113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/2903175395498509113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/2903175395498509113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-new-pet.html' title='My new pet'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RbVsJvQGV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/2SrvJ-6g7Pw/s72-c/DSC00898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-1014777990271217784</id><published>2007-01-17T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:48:06.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2reWrpKMI/AAAAAAAAAm4/yXWOeyr_300/s1600-h/DSC00554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2reWrpKMI/AAAAAAAAAm4/yXWOeyr_300/s320/DSC00554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020857697561028802" border="0" /&gt;Me &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2sKWrpKNI/AAAAAAAAAnA/06mpSmS8SnA/s1600-h/DSC00538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2sKWrpKNI/AAAAAAAAAnA/06mpSmS8SnA/s320/DSC00538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020858453475272914" border="0" /&gt;Him&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2vMmrpKTI/AAAAAAAAAnw/zc6PET9LMDA/s1600-h/DSC00658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2vMmrpKTI/AAAAAAAAAnw/zc6PET9LMDA/s320/DSC00658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020861790664862002" border="0" /&gt;Church.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2x1mrpKZI/AAAAAAAAAog/AYtM66nrgsA/s1600-h/DSC00676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2x1mrpKZI/AAAAAAAAAog/AYtM66nrgsA/s320/DSC00676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020864694062754194" border="0" /&gt;Him&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2xhGrpKYI/AAAAAAAAAoY/VUmIf3WTvAo/s1600-h/DSC00668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2xhGrpKYI/AAAAAAAAAoY/VUmIf3WTvAo/s320/DSC00668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020864341875435906" border="0" /&gt;Friend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2xM2rpKXI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/fqUbFHF4k0o/s1600-h/DSC00665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2xM2rpKXI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/fqUbFHF4k0o/s320/DSC00665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020863993983084914" border="0" /&gt;Justin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2wrmrpKWI/AAAAAAAAAoI/GgOMwcrbABM/s1600-h/DSC00662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2wrmrpKWI/AAAAAAAAAoI/GgOMwcrbABM/s320/DSC00662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020863422752434530" border="0" /&gt;Me and him&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2wV2rpKVI/AAAAAAAAAoA/hDLDu9_rHXE/s1600-h/DSC00660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2wV2rpKVI/AAAAAAAAAoA/hDLDu9_rHXE/s320/DSC00660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020863049090279762" border="0" /&gt;Pam and Sheena&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2vvGrpKUI/AAAAAAAAAn4/UrPhd60YJPI/s1600-h/DSC00659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2vvGrpKUI/AAAAAAAAAn4/UrPhd60YJPI/s320/DSC00659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020862383370348866" border="0" /&gt;Guo Rong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2uxGrpKSI/AAAAAAAAAno/POT89W0GzCY/s1600-h/DSC00657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2uxGrpKSI/AAAAAAAAAno/POT89W0GzCY/s320/DSC00657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020861318218459426" border="0" /&gt;Our cell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2uQWrpKRI/AAAAAAAAAng/7hM-ik4FNJA/s1600-h/DSC00656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2uQWrpKRI/AAAAAAAAAng/7hM-ik4FNJA/s320/DSC00656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020860755577743634" border="0" /&gt;Our cell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2tbmrpKQI/AAAAAAAAAnY/9x8iJWYsRD0/s1600-h/DSC00655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2tbmrpKQI/AAAAAAAAAnY/9x8iJWYsRD0/s320/DSC00655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020859849339644162" border="0" /&gt;Our cell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2s8GrpKPI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/MRhEti9Uz54/s1600-h/DSC00609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2s8GrpKPI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/MRhEti9Uz54/s320/DSC00609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020859308173764850" border="0" /&gt;The dinner. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2sKmrpKOI/AAAAAAAAAnI/XQz9PTIWaOM/s1600-h/DSC00611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2sKmrpKOI/AAAAAAAAAnI/XQz9PTIWaOM/s320/DSC00611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020858457770240226" border="0" /&gt;Syn Yee, Pam, Melissa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2ycWrpKaI/AAAAAAAAAoo/LPgKazWzES8/s1600-h/DSC00677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2ycWrpKaI/AAAAAAAAAoo/LPgKazWzES8/s320/DSC00677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020865359782685090" border="0" /&gt;Sherman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2z_2rpKbI/AAAAAAAAAow/S23OgZoRQ4A/s1600-h/DSC00680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2z_2rpKbI/AAAAAAAAAow/S23OgZoRQ4A/s320/DSC00680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020867069179668914" border="0" /&gt;The mercedes. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know why i put this car up? Ha ha, cause the mercedes is nice. :)&lt;br /&gt;Not much happen. Just that dont knw whether i can get bonus from the company this year cause the company loss this year. Sigh. I also dont know how la.&lt;br /&gt;Pray that god will help.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I will be going to KL soon..... Wee... Cannot wait to hang out with &lt;a href="http://secretgarden88-.blogspot.com"&gt;Tyna....  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait... Cant wait....&lt;br /&gt;Lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-1014777990271217784?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1014777990271217784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=1014777990271217784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/1014777990271217784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/1014777990271217784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/01/photos.html' title='Photos...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Ra2reWrpKMI/AAAAAAAAAm4/yXWOeyr_300/s72-c/DSC00554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-932455004997232754</id><published>2007-01-16T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:48:07.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KLSE</title><content type='html'>My mood  nowadays are just like the KLSE share market there is so many up and downs. And the difference are terrible.&lt;br /&gt;You might see me happy this sec but i might be sad the next. At times, i am wondering whether i am sick mentally again. It will be shit if it happens again.&lt;br /&gt;Well, not gonna uplaod lots of pic as the connection is still unstable and laggy.&lt;br /&gt;Hm, KC actually postpone his flight, as his parents havent got the visa and PR thing.&lt;br /&gt;FYI, he will be having his futher study in Aussie. Gonna miss him lots. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RayM6GrpKKI/AAAAAAAAAmc/EzWvnzW32FE/s1600-h/DSC00596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RayM6GrpKKI/AAAAAAAAAmc/EzWvnzW32FE/s320/DSC00596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020542614465226914" border="0" /&gt;He took this.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RayRaGrpKLI/AAAAAAAAAmk/MHEEg0tkUug/s1600-h/DSC00651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RayRaGrpKLI/AAAAAAAAAmk/MHEEg0tkUug/s320/DSC00651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020547562267551922" border="0" /&gt;There is something new on my camera. Update more when i am feeling great about life.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-932455004997232754?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/932455004997232754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=932455004997232754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/932455004997232754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/932455004997232754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/01/klse.html' title='KLSE'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RayM6GrpKKI/AAAAAAAAAmc/EzWvnzW32FE/s72-c/DSC00596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-8756324262224827872</id><published>2007-01-12T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:48:08.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cell group at home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rac_z2rpKII/AAAAAAAAAl8/XeNszQAELTk/s1600-h/DSC00519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rac_z2rpKII/AAAAAAAAAl8/XeNszQAELTk/s320/DSC00519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019050469812152450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RabgxWrpJ9I/AAAAAAAAAkE/48YWEIEMu3I/s1600-h/DSC00491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RabgxWrpJ9I/AAAAAAAAAkE/48YWEIEMu3I/s320/DSC00491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018945973257840594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RabhN2rpJ-I/AAAAAAAAAkM/b65LbTlTCPQ/s1600-h/DSC00492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RabhN2rpJ-I/AAAAAAAAAkM/b65LbTlTCPQ/s320/DSC00492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018946462884112354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RabjqGrpJ_I/AAAAAAAAAkU/FYa6BTGJRNI/s1600-h/DSC00494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RabjqGrpJ_I/AAAAAAAAAkU/FYa6BTGJRNI/s320/DSC00494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018949147238672370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rabn6WrpKAI/AAAAAAAAAkc/GVRqkSUJoPE/s1600-h/DSC00495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rabn6WrpKAI/AAAAAAAAAkc/GVRqkSUJoPE/s320/DSC00495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018953824458057730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RabokWrpKBI/AAAAAAAAAkk/ybfuac0deWM/s1600-h/DSC00497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RabokWrpKBI/AAAAAAAAAkk/ybfuac0deWM/s320/DSC00497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018954546012563474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RabpHWrpKCI/AAAAAAAAAks/AUV-5_YQ56U/s1600-h/DSC00498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RabpHWrpKCI/AAAAAAAAAks/AUV-5_YQ56U/s320/DSC00498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018955147307984930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rabpp2rpKDI/AAAAAAAAAk0/M3hWC-F3Bu0/s1600-h/DSC00502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rabpp2rpKDI/AAAAAAAAAk0/M3hWC-F3Bu0/s320/DSC00502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018955740013471794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RabrBWrpKEI/AAAAAAAAAk8/MW84yfSwuW4/s1600-h/DSC00507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RabrBWrpKEI/AAAAAAAAAk8/MW84yfSwuW4/s320/DSC00507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018957243252025410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rac5pmrpKFI/AAAAAAAAAlk/Q9c24iIjt8g/s1600-h/DSC00508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rac5pmrpKFI/AAAAAAAAAlk/Q9c24iIjt8g/s320/DSC00508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019043696648726610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rac6BmrpKGI/AAAAAAAAAls/j3KwSJUuLJc/s1600-h/DSC00509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rac6BmrpKGI/AAAAAAAAAls/j3KwSJUuLJc/s320/DSC00509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019044108965587042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rac-oWrpKHI/AAAAAAAAAl0/fcaJdSXO7-c/s1600-h/DSC00516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rac-oWrpKHI/AAAAAAAAAl0/fcaJdSXO7-c/s320/DSC00516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019049172732029042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel aint happy these few days..&lt;br /&gt;Walking in the valley, i know God is with me and he will bring me to the surface soon.&lt;br /&gt;I need help, honestly.&lt;br /&gt;I need more love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : Pauline, Thanks. I tried hard but i cant do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-8756324262224827872?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8756324262224827872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=8756324262224827872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/8756324262224827872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/8756324262224827872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/01/cell-group-at-home.html' title='Cell group at home'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/Rac_z2rpKII/AAAAAAAAAl8/XeNszQAELTk/s72-c/DSC00519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-3769954242247757520</id><published>2007-01-10T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T15:26:50.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Why do i need to get scolded of something which is not my fault?&lt;br /&gt;And when i called someone as if i really cannot take things.....&lt;br /&gt;I hate you all......&lt;br /&gt;I really do.......&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/29796795-3769954242247757520?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3769954242247757520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=3769954242247757520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/3769954242247757520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/3769954242247757520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-am-sad.html' title='I am sad'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-2526535081029116751</id><published>2007-01-08T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:48:08.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated Birthday Tyna...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RaGe70tU5bI/AAAAAAAAAjw/o-UB-PVbehk/s1600-h/Tyna+Birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RaGe70tU5bI/AAAAAAAAAjw/o-UB-PVbehk/s320/Tyna+Birthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017466210465670578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30;"&gt; Happy Birthday 19th Birhtday Tyna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought her birthday is on 9th January but when i check her friendster blog she said that her birthday was over. I was like OMG when i saw it. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;I already planned to stay up to wish her on the 8th but.. Ha ha... Silly me...&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, Tyna.... Ha ha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-2526535081029116751?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2526535081029116751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=2526535081029116751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/2526535081029116751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/2526535081029116751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-belated-birthday-tyna.html' title='Happy Belated Birthday Tyna...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RaGe70tU5bI/AAAAAAAAAjw/o-UB-PVbehk/s72-c/Tyna+Birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-6718415203144499438</id><published>2007-01-06T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:48:09.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our madness about Ma La Mien</title><content type='html'>Last week, I dont know what happen to Darling he kept wanting to eat MA LA MIEN. We went to the shop Ren Jie almost everyday la. I think the staff there think we are crazy la. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RaGVIktU5YI/AAAAAAAAAjM/uiwxKGHDEyY/s1600-h/DSC00344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RaGVIktU5YI/AAAAAAAAAjM/uiwxKGHDEyY/s320/DSC00344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017455434392724866" border="0" /&gt;That's the shop.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ-g8ktU5TI/AAAAAAAAAiM/nH_ZArnDXH0/s1600-h/DSC00328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ-g8ktU5TI/AAAAAAAAAiM/nH_ZArnDXH0/s320/DSC00328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016905472420406578" border="0" /&gt;They dont have table numbers but they named it.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ-gNktU5SI/AAAAAAAAAiE/OED7rEeAOfA/s1600-h/DSC00325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ-gNktU5SI/AAAAAAAAAiE/OED7rEeAOfA/s320/DSC00325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016904664966554914" border="0" /&gt;He is hungry. Lol.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ-ikEtU5UI/AAAAAAAAAiU/BhFNZlJdCv8/s1600-h/DSC00329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ-ikEtU5UI/AAAAAAAAAiU/BhFNZlJdCv8/s320/DSC00329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016907250536867138" border="0" /&gt;Us..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ-mWktU5WI/AAAAAAAAAik/xky2dXK9QZM/s1600-h/DSC00336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ-mWktU5WI/AAAAAAAAAik/xky2dXK9QZM/s320/DSC00336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016911416655144290" border="0" /&gt;Jasmine Green Tea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ-ngEtU5XI/AAAAAAAAAis/SFglHcTc2ys/s1600-h/DSC00341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ-ngEtU5XI/AAAAAAAAAis/SFglHcTc2ys/s320/DSC00341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016912679375529330" border="0" /&gt;Papaya Milk.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ-lCUtU5VI/AAAAAAAAAic/sSFTYdjoCiM/s1600-h/DSC00335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ-lCUtU5VI/AAAAAAAAAic/sSFTYdjoCiM/s320/DSC00335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016909969251165522" border="0" /&gt;The Ma la Mien. So spicy man... You can feel the spice in your butt when you pass motion the next day. Lol.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RaGXkUtU5ZI/AAAAAAAAAjU/877I5S6bT8M/s1600-h/DSC00345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RaGXkUtU5ZI/AAAAAAAAAjU/877I5S6bT8M/s320/DSC00345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017458110157350290" border="0" /&gt;My pancake , he said that he is such a nice boy friend that cut it for his gf. Stupid one.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RaGYtEtU5aI/AAAAAAAAAjc/PhXsEc9Jozo/s1600-h/DSC00346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RaGYtEtU5aI/AAAAAAAAAjc/PhXsEc9Jozo/s320/DSC00346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017459359992833442" border="0" /&gt;The dumplings...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had almost the same thing everyday. What do you think? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, i am getting fat because of the noodles...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-6718415203144499438?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6718415203144499438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=6718415203144499438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6718415203144499438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6718415203144499438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/01/our-madness-about-ma-la-mien.html' title='Our madness about Ma La Mien'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RaGVIktU5YI/AAAAAAAAAjM/uiwxKGHDEyY/s72-c/DSC00344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-5541307856903946597</id><published>2007-01-05T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:48:11.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomnesss....</title><content type='html'>Hm...&lt;br /&gt;THe internet connection is still a lil laggy but time flies right? Hope that this kind of situation past soon. If not you will be seeing me moody everyday cause i cannot do anything on the internet. Internet is just like my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About me leaving, it's 54 days away, and things arent getting so well .&lt;br /&gt;Now i have got two choice for me to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stay with a relative&lt;br /&gt;- No freedom&lt;br /&gt;- Own room&lt;br /&gt;- Got maid&lt;br /&gt;- No one disturb&lt;br /&gt;- 10 mins walk to go to college&lt;br /&gt;- NO BOYS ALLOW IN THE ROOM (STAY OVERNIGHT)&lt;br /&gt;    Of course there wont be any. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;- Have to behave real nicely if not my nama will be tercemar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Stay with my friend's school mate(same college)&lt;br /&gt;- I dont know them&lt;br /&gt;- Am i safe?&lt;br /&gt;- My things safe?&lt;br /&gt;- Who is going to clean up?&lt;br /&gt;- 5 mins walk&lt;br /&gt;- there will be company to go and back from college&lt;br /&gt;- FREEDOM??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih...&lt;br /&gt;A lil confuse with which one shall i go for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much really happen just that the rain never really stop these few days....&lt;br /&gt;It always rain in the morning. I need to go work if not i will ZzZzzzZZZ at home... Snore loudly.... Joking... I dont snore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ0JcIJOq7I/AAAAAAAAAfo/NCzE9VgA3W8/s1600-h/DSC00250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ0JcIJOq7I/AAAAAAAAAfo/NCzE9VgA3W8/s320/DSC00250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016175938787781554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ24n0tU5PI/AAAAAAAAAhg/xvYiDIaxGqY/s1600-h/DSC00314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ24n0tU5PI/AAAAAAAAAhg/xvYiDIaxGqY/s320/DSC00314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016368554263766258" border="0" /&gt;Anson.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ24oEtU5QI/AAAAAAAAAho/iN9l6qaQqnE/s1600-h/DSC00315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ24oEtU5QI/AAAAAAAAAho/iN9l6qaQqnE/s320/DSC00315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016368558558733570" border="0" /&gt;And this is Baby Bryan.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ21eEtU5OI/AAAAAAAAAg4/qGqoZqsAasw/s1600-h/DSC00298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ21eEtU5OI/AAAAAAAAAg4/qGqoZqsAasw/s320/DSC00298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016365088225158370" border="0" /&gt;He is eating... Looks like monyet... Right? Lol. He is baby Ryan.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ2080tU5NI/AAAAAAAAAgw/KE_YtWgfoFw/s1600-h/DSC00295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ2080tU5NI/AAAAAAAAAgw/KE_YtWgfoFw/s320/DSC00295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016364516994507986" border="0" /&gt;His Char Kuey Tiaw... Lol...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ2sBEtU5MI/AAAAAAAAAgo/SfyZYKD-kQg/s1600-h/DSC00292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ2sBEtU5MI/AAAAAAAAAgo/SfyZYKD-kQg/s320/DSC00292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016354694404302018" border="0" /&gt;His Kopi...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ2qzEtU5LI/AAAAAAAAAgg/R18ViQrB8F0/s1600-h/DSC00289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ2qzEtU5LI/AAAAAAAAAgg/R18ViQrB8F0/s320/DSC00289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016353354374505650" border="0" /&gt;Him... My hang fu ness.... :o;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ2qG0tU5KI/AAAAAAAAAgY/TbOPiHXDhDg/s1600-h/DSC00274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ2qG0tU5KI/AAAAAAAAAgY/TbOPiHXDhDg/s320/DSC00274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016352594165294242" border="0" /&gt;him and me... Ouch.... I look so round... Lol...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ2pcktU5JI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/WUOApC9EqL8/s1600-h/DSC00267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ2pcktU5JI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/WUOApC9EqL8/s320/DSC00267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016351868315821202" border="0" /&gt;Siao-ness...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ2o5EtU5II/AAAAAAAAAgI/BdIgk23ZZdU/s1600-h/DSC00266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ2o5EtU5II/AAAAAAAAAgI/BdIgk23ZZdU/s320/DSC00266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016351258430465154" border="0" /&gt;Moo ness....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ2npEtU5HI/AAAAAAAAAgA/7s1cwMs-t8Y/s1600-h/DSC00906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ2npEtU5HI/AAAAAAAAAgA/7s1cwMs-t8Y/s320/DSC00906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016349884040930418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ2npEtU5HI/AAAAAAAAAgA/7s1cwMs-t8Y/s1600-h/DSC00906.JPG"&gt;I wanna go for audition for horror movies... Lol..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ0N_IJOq8I/AAAAAAAAAfw/B3sPhEspkxI/s1600-h/DSC00241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ0N_IJOq8I/AAAAAAAAAfw/B3sPhEspkxI/s320/DSC00241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016180938129714114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ0N_IJOq8I/AAAAAAAAAfw/B3sPhEspkxI/s1600-h/DSC00241.JPG"&gt;The other baby...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel like writing much but willing to post pic without any write out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-5541307856903946597?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/5541307856903946597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=5541307856903946597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/5541307856903946597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/5541307856903946597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/01/randomnesss.html' title='Randomnesss....'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZ0JcIJOq7I/AAAAAAAAAfo/NCzE9VgA3W8/s72-c/DSC00250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-8246960218852540114</id><published>2007-01-03T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:48:23.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back</title><content type='html'>Yes, i am back. After a long holiday, Lazy to work la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i had been doing less blogging lately as i am busy. Busy with studies, work and bla bla bla. Kel was back. Make me more busy going out. Going out with him almost everyday cause he wants to stick with my bf. Lol. As if my bf turns into his bf. FYI, Kel is gay. Lol, I am not sure, just suspecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to post the photo for the Damai trip right? But i havent got the photos from Kel. OMG, am thinking whether i wanna post up my swimming suit photo. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after the damai trip something so terrible happen. My friend keep went missing, she dont want to let all her friends find her with some reason. She left her ex boyfriend crying his heart out and not able to eat and sleep. Hm, after that incident. I really realize something, in a relationship we need to tolerate with the other half a lot to make a relationship last. YOu think sleeping together for 3 years without hug, kiss, holding hands, communication and bla bla bla can make the relationship last. The answer is no, guys dont be too confident that if you bring your girl home means that her heart is lock to you. If you treat her aint good she is going to be 'fish' away real easily. I dont know how will my friend end up with her ex. Just pray that everything will be fine for them soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:35;"&gt;Christmas, Candle Light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZsgg4JOqzI/AAAAAAAAAeA/UhFEZcd7UG4/s1600-h/DSC00873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZsgg4JOqzI/AAAAAAAAAeA/UhFEZcd7UG4/s320/DSC00873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015638359206177586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZsgg4JOqzI/AAAAAAAAAeA/UhFEZcd7UG4/s1600-h/DSC00873.JPG"&gt;Me and Him on Christmas night a t my own church.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZshXIJOq0I/AAAAAAAAAeI/PgBk1k75XGI/s1600-h/DSC00875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZshXIJOq0I/AAAAAAAAAeI/PgBk1k75XGI/s320/DSC00875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015639291214080834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZshXIJOq0I/AAAAAAAAAeI/PgBk1k75XGI/s1600-h/DSC00875.JPG"&gt;Me and Sing Jiat.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZshXIJOq0I/AAAAAAAAAeI/PgBk1k75XGI/s1600-h/DSC00875.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZsiEYJOq1I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/PAAmcRZxVts/s1600-h/DSC00876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZsiEYJOq1I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/PAAmcRZxVts/s320/DSC00876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015640068603161426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZsiEYJOq1I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/PAAmcRZxVts/s1600-h/DSC00876.JPG"&gt;My boyfriend and his cousin, Kelvin @ Kel.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZsjJIJOq2I/AAAAAAAAAeY/0rOKK-jlkSE/s1600-h/DSC00877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZsjJIJOq2I/AAAAAAAAAeY/0rOKK-jlkSE/s320/DSC00877.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015641249719167842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZsjJIJOq2I/AAAAAAAAAeY/0rOKK-jlkSE/s1600-h/DSC00877.JPG"&gt;Kel and Me...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZso-IJOq3I/AAAAAAAAAeg/zz_ocyYr7Wo/s1600-h/DSC00880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZso-IJOq3I/AAAAAAAAAeg/zz_ocyYr7Wo/s320/DSC00880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015647657810373490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZso-IJOq3I/AAAAAAAAAeg/zz_ocyYr7Wo/s1600-h/DSC00880.JPG"&gt;In the end Kel's mom won the lucky draw.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:35;"&gt;Cleaning at the Kasuma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:35;"&gt; Resort Condominium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZtKvYJOq4I/AAAAAAAAAeo/KKoY5ArDmAg/s1600-h/DSC00901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZtKvYJOq4I/AAAAAAAAAeo/KKoY5ArDmAg/s320/DSC00901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015684787802647426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZtKvYJOq4I/AAAAAAAAAeo/KKoY5ArDmAg/s1600-h/DSC00901.JPG"&gt;Me at Kasuma Resort on the 2 January.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:35;"&gt;The Sony T10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZso-IJOq3I/AAAAAAAAAeg/zz_ocyYr7Wo/s1600-h/DSC00880.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZsdZ4JOqxI/AAAAAAAAAdw/bGwDVE3QKU4/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZsdZ4JOqxI/AAAAAAAAAdw/bGwDVE3QKU4/s320/DSC00033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015634940412209938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZsdZ4JOqxI/AAAAAAAAAdw/bGwDVE3QKU4/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;First photo of the Camera. He bought it for me.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZtL1YJOq5I/AAAAAAAAAew/ZY0UZIAgFPA/s1600-h/DSC00034c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZtL1YJOq5I/AAAAAAAAAew/ZY0UZIAgFPA/s320/DSC00034c.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015685990393490322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZtL1YJOq5I/AAAAAAAAAew/ZY0UZIAgFPA/s1600-h/DSC00034c.JPG"&gt;the second photo. Us.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZtQb4JOq6I/AAAAAAAAAe4/NZ8dpXa1gaU/s1600-h/DSC00038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZtQb4JOq6I/AAAAAAAAAe4/NZ8dpXa1gaU/s320/DSC00038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015691049864965026" border="0" /&gt;Me.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end. Ha ha. Update more when i am totally free. Busy in office today. Lots of paper work to do. I wanna go out tonight but i dont know what reason i should use. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span size = "40pt"&gt;I wanna go out tonight. Help!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZsdZ4JOqxI/AAAAAAAAAdw/bGwDVE3QKU4/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-8246960218852540114?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8246960218852540114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=8246960218852540114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/8246960218852540114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/8246960218852540114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-am-back.html' title='I am back'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RZsgg4JOqzI/AAAAAAAAAeA/UhFEZcd7UG4/s72-c/DSC00873.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-8970743872709284670</id><published>2007-01-03T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T00:24:41.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2007</title><content type='html'>New year, New resolution and new aim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say now. Need to go bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog in office tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Ryan Darling got me the Sony T10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He suprised me. Love him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-8970743872709284670?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8970743872709284670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=8970743872709284670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/8970743872709284670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/8970743872709284670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year-2007.html' title='Happy New Year 2007'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-7648533608770119843</id><published>2006-12-29T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T12:27:58.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>  Clapss... To KIMMY </title><content type='html'>&lt;span size = "30pt"&gt;She scored straight A's for PMR.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update more soon. Am very busy due to Christmas and New year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-7648533608770119843?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7648533608770119843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=7648533608770119843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7648533608770119843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7648533608770119843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/12/clapss-to-kimmy.html' title='&lt;font size = &quot;25pt&quot;&gt;  Clapss... To KIMMY &lt;/font&gt;'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-3046251181756485572</id><published>2006-12-27T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T15:40:54.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Christmas and Hi New Year.</title><content type='html'>Been real real busy lately, and the internet connection in office Sucks....&lt;br /&gt;Well, 1 subject down and one more to go. It will be on SATURDAY, how weird and odd right? It is dumb. The dumb SEGI SARAWAK COLLEGE. La la la.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm... Me and Dar??? Nothing much happen lately, didnt fight over anything nor quarrel as we spent most of the time together with Kel and friends. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, went to Damai on the exact Christmas day. Only took some pictures but i havent got the pictures from Kelvin yet. So.... Boo..... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My church celebrated christmas twice. We celebrated once during youth and once was on the Sunday night meeting. Both was fun but i like the Sunday meeting celebration more as there are ten santa clause as there was santa clause competition. And guess what all the santa clause win. Lol. I think one of the look like the grinch( i think it spells that way) Lol. So weird, she was in green colour. Santa should be in red right? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. And we played candles... Nah... It is not play cause we aint kids anymore it's we lit candles it was as candle light Christmas Eve. Hm... After the Sunday Meeting Christmas Celebration Me, Kel, Ryan and Jason went to St Joseph church for the Mid night mass. We arrived at 11 somthing cause Kel said that there wont be any parking space if we go late and there are already no seats. So when Me and Ryan arrive(we use a car and they use a car) there were already no parking space and we met Kel and the main entrance of the church and there were no seats. It's so.... Ok lo, we stood behind waiting. Waiting waiting waiting, cause it was only 11.15p.m. when we arrived. When it was mid night the church was so crowded and it was so so so so hot. Walao. So many peoples there i wonder whether there are still people around Kuching. Lol. Hm.. I cant wait for the mass to finish and left first cause it is so freaking hot that i wanna take off my clothes.... Oops... *shy* I shouldnt say that right? Lol. La la la la la... ignore me.... I sleep late for the pass few nights except last night, i think i will be sleeping late tonight again. Sigh... Cause they want to go for movie. They =  Ryan and Kel. Last night we went swimming.... Weeeeee.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la la.... Life is boring.... I wanna go heaven meet my Father in Heaven. He is such a nice guy. I love him. :0) WEEEEEEE&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am learning someone's pineapple. I think the someone knw who you are.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la. Update more when i am more free. As i am a lil busy now... Weee......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna &lt;s&gt;cry&lt;/s&gt; Nope... I shall laugh as loud as i can as the new year is coming soon....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-3046251181756485572?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3046251181756485572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=3046251181756485572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/3046251181756485572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/3046251181756485572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/12/bye-christmas-and-hi-new-year.html' title='Bye Christmas and Hi New Year.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-4037312134766190340</id><published>2006-12-26T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T22:09:09.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Away....</title><content type='html'>Was away for a while. Will be back soon.&lt;br /&gt;Just finish my  exam this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt sleep well these few days.&lt;br /&gt;Kel is in Kuching.&lt;br /&gt;SUPP isnt giving scholarship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-4037312134766190340?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/4037312134766190340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=4037312134766190340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/4037312134766190340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/4037312134766190340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/12/away.html' title='Away....'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-8245501300647997675</id><published>2006-12-22T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:48:24.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grand Ma Birthday 2006 part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYuE9GY35PI/AAAAAAAAAcs/aD8KM68lKy4/s1600-h/DSC00780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYuE9GY35PI/AAAAAAAAAcs/aD8KM68lKy4/s320/DSC00780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011245195601634546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYuEO2Y35KI/AAAAAAAAAcE/PvUWj0rb4eg/s1600-h/DSC00775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYuEO2Y35KI/AAAAAAAAAcE/PvUWj0rb4eg/s320/DSC00775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011244401032684706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYuEO2Y35LI/AAAAAAAAAcM/XeXVWRbkSI4/s1600-h/DSC00776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYuEO2Y35LI/AAAAAAAAAcM/XeXVWRbkSI4/s320/DSC00776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011244401032684722" border="0" /&gt;Cousin.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYuEpGY35MI/AAAAAAAAAcU/xBqyJYOUCso/s1600-h/DSC00777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYuEpGY35MI/AAAAAAAAAcU/xBqyJYOUCso/s320/DSC00777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011244852004250818" border="0" /&gt;Cousin And me .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYuEpWY35NI/AAAAAAAAAcc/TOWS6l8StoA/s1600-h/DSC00778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYuEpWY35NI/AAAAAAAAAcc/TOWS6l8StoA/s320/DSC00778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011244856299218130" border="0" /&gt;ME and my aunt.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYuGaGY35RI/AAAAAAAAAc8/iM4Lbx0G-ME/s1600-h/DSC00788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYuGaGY35RI/AAAAAAAAAc8/iM4Lbx0G-ME/s320/DSC00788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011246793329468690" border="0" /&gt;ME and Darre. See the xin fu -ness on his face. Lol.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYuGn2Y35SI/AAAAAAAAAdE/NsenH_2PVA0/s1600-h/DSC00792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYuGn2Y35SI/AAAAAAAAAdE/NsenH_2PVA0/s320/DSC00792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011247029552669986" border="0" /&gt;Darren and his mom. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lazy to upload already.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is in a mess recently. I am going crazy. How?&lt;br /&gt;Shit....&lt;br /&gt;Hate it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I went off the christmas party that my cell group organized on the wednesday night earlier. My cousin fetch me off. Cause something urgent was on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Darling, relationship in a mess. I also dont know how and why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count down to leaving this place. 65 - 70 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I am not me anymore. Aint know who am i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is just like this post in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired. I need a shoulder to lean on. Help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-8245501300647997675?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8245501300647997675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=8245501300647997675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/8245501300647997675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/8245501300647997675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/12/grand-ma-birthday-2006-part-2.html' title='Grand Ma Birthday 2006 part 2'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYuE9GY35PI/AAAAAAAAAcs/aD8KM68lKy4/s72-c/DSC00780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-7566108700338873509</id><published>2006-12-20T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:48:27.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grand Ma's Birthday 2006</title><content type='html'>Every year around november or december sure i will be at sibu for a few days cause it is my grand ma's birthday. When i was young, i used to love to come here but when i grow up and start to have my own friends and my thinking, i start to dislike here. As they always like to comment and gossip about people as my mom insist that she is my grand ma and she is already old so i came back. I mom come back more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They comment about everything. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave that. Now here comes the photo.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYamxGY34xI/AAAAAAAAAXY/nsAJsUaY7dg/s1600-h/DSC00749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYamxGY34xI/AAAAAAAAAXY/nsAJsUaY7dg/s320/DSC00749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009874997954994962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYamxGY34xI/AAAAAAAAAXY/nsAJsUaY7dg/s1600-h/DSC00749.JPG"&gt;My youngest cousin. He is super duper hyper active.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdecGY34yI/AAAAAAAAAXk/NV-WKQytw8I/s1600-h/DSC00750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdecGY34yI/AAAAAAAAAXk/NV-WKQytw8I/s320/DSC00750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010076947317252898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdecGY34yI/AAAAAAAAAXk/NV-WKQytw8I/s1600-h/DSC00750.JPG"&gt;My Darren Darling. Muackz.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdplWY34_I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/m1vTsV3j7lY/s1600-h/DSC00751+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdplWY34_I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/m1vTsV3j7lY/s320/DSC00751+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010089200858948594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdgyGY340I/AAAAAAAAAX0/1gBf1Las8d4/s1600-h/DSC00751.JPG"&gt;Me...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdipGY341I/AAAAAAAAAX8/vatMxASkb_0/s1600-h/DSC00752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdipGY341I/AAAAAAAAAX8/vatMxASkb_0/s320/DSC00752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010081568702063442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdipGY341I/AAAAAAAAAX8/vatMxASkb_0/s1600-h/DSC00752.JPG"&gt;Me and Darren Darling.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdjBmY342I/AAAAAAAAAYE/EFc382qg51g/s1600-h/DSC00753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdjBmY342I/AAAAAAAAAYE/EFc382qg51g/s320/DSC00753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010081989608858466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdjBmY342I/AAAAAAAAAYE/EFc382qg51g/s1600-h/DSC00753.JPG"&gt;Me and Darren and Sean.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdqWWY35AI/AAAAAAAAAaA/j8NoE4y8CUM/s1600-h/DSC00756+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdqWWY35AI/AAAAAAAAAaA/j8NoE4y8CUM/s320/DSC00756+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010090042672538626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdkY2Y344I/AAAAAAAAAYU/A5QxGWGje4w/s1600-h/DSC00756.JPG"&gt;Me. Yes i am so vain... Lol...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdlSGY345I/AAAAAAAAAYc/9VWal4k0M5Y/s1600-h/DSC00757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdlSGY345I/AAAAAAAAAYc/9VWal4k0M5Y/s320/DSC00757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010084472099955602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdlSGY345I/AAAAAAAAAYc/9VWal4k0M5Y/s1600-h/DSC00757.JPG"&gt;Darren outside the restaurant.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdlSGY345I/AAAAAAAAAYc/9VWal4k0M5Y/s1600-h/DSC00757.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdlk2Y346I/AAAAAAAAAYk/ADZQCA35F0M/s1600-h/DSC00759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdlk2Y346I/AAAAAAAAAYk/ADZQCA35F0M/s320/DSC00759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010084794222502818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdlk2Y346I/AAAAAAAAAYk/ADZQCA35F0M/s1600-h/DSC00759.JPG"&gt;My auntie and Sean. Ha ha.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdmnGY347I/AAAAAAAAAYs/Le3BI-gCHdI/s1600-h/DSC00762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdmnGY347I/AAAAAAAAAYs/Le3BI-gCHdI/s320/DSC00762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010085932388836274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdmnGY347I/AAAAAAAAAYs/Le3BI-gCHdI/s1600-h/DSC00762.JPG"&gt;Me and my cousin, Anna.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdnGWY348I/AAAAAAAAAY0/8ffFJ7xE1ec/s1600-h/DSC00763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdnGWY348I/AAAAAAAAAY0/8ffFJ7xE1ec/s320/DSC00763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010086469259748290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdnGWY348I/AAAAAAAAAY0/8ffFJ7xE1ec/s1600-h/DSC00763.JPG"&gt;Me and My mom.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdovmY349I/AAAAAAAAAZo/kTk0fjfTtVU/s1600-h/DSC00765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdovmY349I/AAAAAAAAAZo/kTk0fjfTtVU/s320/DSC00765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010088277440979922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYdovmY349I/AAAAAAAAAZo/kTk0fjfTtVU/s1600-h/DSC00765.JPG"&gt;What happen to this baby? Lol.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYinxmY35DI/AAAAAAAAAaw/mq42T_J5izU/s1600-h/DSC00766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYinxmY35DI/AAAAAAAAAaw/mq42T_J5izU/s320/DSC00766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010439056009978930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYinxmY35DI/AAAAAAAAAaw/mq42T_J5izU/s1600-h/DSC00766.JPG"&gt;My aunt and my mom.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYioC2Y35EI/AAAAAAAAAa4/M0rcP-ONBNA/s1600-h/DSC00767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYioC2Y35EI/AAAAAAAAAa4/M0rcP-ONBNA/s320/DSC00767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010439352362722370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYioC2Y35EI/AAAAAAAAAa4/M0rcP-ONBNA/s1600-h/DSC00767.JPG"&gt;From left to right: My aunt, my mom, my grand ma, my aunt.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, i have got so many aunties....&lt;br /&gt;My grand ma has got 7 daughters and 7 sons.&lt;br /&gt;They all have my grand ma's anger, attitude and character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYiotWY35FI/AAAAAAAAAbA/lZOcZ7NWWd8/s1600-h/DSC00770+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYiotWY35FI/AAAAAAAAAbA/lZOcZ7NWWd8/s320/DSC00770+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010440082507162706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYiotWY35FI/AAAAAAAAAbA/lZOcZ7NWWd8/s1600-h/DSC00770+copy.jpg"&gt;Darren and Me. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYio9WY35GI/AAAAAAAAAbI/dVd3UHZidQE/s1600-h/DSC00771+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYio9WY35GI/AAAAAAAAAbI/dVd3UHZidQE/s320/DSC00771+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010440357385069666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYio9WY35GI/AAAAAAAAAbI/dVd3UHZidQE/s1600-h/DSC00771+copy.jpg"&gt;Me. The tame shark. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYipL2Y35HI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/5T6LjOcqjz0/s1600-h/DSC00772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYipL2Y35HI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/5T6LjOcqjz0/s320/DSC00772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010440606493172850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYipL2Y35HI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/5T6LjOcqjz0/s1600-h/DSC00772.JPG"&gt;The restaurant. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was there and i went to the market, i also pengsan la. So hot and Dirty. (I seldom been to the market in Kuching so i dont know how is the situation like. )&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYiqGGY35II/AAAAAAAAAbY/vHi5PJAfSbg/s1600-h/DSC00773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYiqGGY35II/AAAAAAAAAbY/vHi5PJAfSbg/s320/DSC00773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010441607220552834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYiqGGY35II/AAAAAAAAAbY/vHi5PJAfSbg/s1600-h/DSC00773.JPG"&gt;My uncle's wife. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYiqZGY35JI/AAAAAAAAAbg/v1YlXGxCaHM/s1600-h/DSC00774+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYiqZGY35JI/AAAAAAAAAbg/v1YlXGxCaHM/s320/DSC00774+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010441933638067346" border="0" /&gt;My youngest cousin. He is a total poser. Lol. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-7566108700338873509?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7566108700338873509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=7566108700338873509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7566108700338873509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7566108700338873509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-grand-mas-birthday-2006.html' title='My Grand Ma&apos;s Birthday 2006'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYamxGY34xI/AAAAAAAAAXY/nsAJsUaY7dg/s72-c/DSC00749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-4077222660171252179</id><published>2006-12-19T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T23:59:47.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touch down in Kuching</title><content type='html'>*Feel Home Sweet Home* Cause i have finally touch down in Kuching after waiting for my flight in the airport for more than 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;You know la, biasa for airasia to delayed, with the weather reason that they cannot fly and bla bla bla. Maybe i dont know how to fly an aero plane that is why i complained so much. But so not fair, my flight always delayed one. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20;"&gt;&lt;bold&gt;I aint feeling happy&lt;/bold&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Some one please cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I miss someone. who is not my bf&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my uncle Peter to come back. Where is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are really in a mess. Not only my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hurting inside me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-4077222660171252179?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/4077222660171252179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=4077222660171252179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/4077222660171252179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/4077222660171252179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/12/touch-down-in-kuching.html' title='Touch down in Kuching'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-7687701433367558192</id><published>2006-12-17T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:48:28.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now in Sibu</title><content type='html'>I m now in sibu. Almost boring to death, but luckily my grand ma house got wireless and i can online any where anytime. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birthday dinner will be tonight. My uncle brought his camera to work so i need to take picture using my phone tonight. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;My uncle&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought he would suprise me at the airport when i land this morning. But no, there is none shadow of his. I thought that i shall see him when i am home and he shall be in the computer room. Waiting and hoping that they had lied to me saying that he has gone far to work and wont come back so soon. Now i am here blogging with a unhappy feeling. He is the one that love me most in the family... Now???&lt;br /&gt;Where are you???&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYTdRWY34vI/AAAAAAAAAXA/UttLZolGGis/s1600-h/Picture1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYTdRWY34vI/AAAAAAAAAXA/UttLZolGGis/s320/Picture1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009371975680254706" border="0" /&gt;Who chatting using her butt?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYTdRmY34wI/AAAAAAAAAXI/0aTtskKJqW4/s1600-h/Picture2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYTdRmY34wI/AAAAAAAAAXI/0aTtskKJqW4/s320/Picture2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009371979975222018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYTdRmY34wI/AAAAAAAAAXI/0aTtskKJqW4/s1600-h/Picture2.png"&gt;And i online with blurgal to kill my boring ness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-7687701433367558192?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7687701433367558192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=7687701433367558192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7687701433367558192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7687701433367558192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/12/now-in-sibu.html' title='Now in Sibu'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYTdRWY34vI/AAAAAAAAAXA/UttLZolGGis/s72-c/Picture1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-5474557236896087198</id><published>2006-12-15T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:48:29.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clothes</title><content type='html'>I bought a new set of clothes. I bought it for my grand ma's birthday dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. I will be going to Sibu this Sunday morning. Hi hi.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYH5n9qCWvI/AAAAAAAAAVg/wJPoDjI3D9U/s1600-h/DSC00732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYH5n9qCWvI/AAAAAAAAAVg/wJPoDjI3D9U/s320/DSC00732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008558725573794546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYH5n9qCWvI/AAAAAAAAAVg/wJPoDjI3D9U/s1600-h/DSC00732.JPG"&gt;That is the jacket(cortigen). Whatever it is. I just like it so much.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYH6YNqCWxI/AAAAAAAAAVw/BWCmuNB66lA/s1600-h/DSC00733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYH6YNqCWxI/AAAAAAAAAVw/BWCmuNB66lA/s320/DSC00733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008559554502482706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYH6YNqCWxI/AAAAAAAAAVw/BWCmuNB66lA/s1600-h/DSC00733.JPG"&gt;The tube.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYH6s9qCWzI/AAAAAAAAAWA/E6F4_or3u9c/s1600-h/DSC00734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYH6s9qCWzI/AAAAAAAAAWA/E6F4_or3u9c/s320/DSC00734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008559910984768306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYH6s9qCWzI/AAAAAAAAAWA/E6F4_or3u9c/s1600-h/DSC00734.JPG"&gt;My pants...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYH679qCW0I/AAAAAAAAAWI/FVpixNH1UU0/s1600-h/DSC00731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYH679qCW0I/AAAAAAAAAWI/FVpixNH1UU0/s320/DSC00731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008560168682806082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYH679qCW0I/AAAAAAAAAWI/FVpixNH1UU0/s1600-h/DSC00731.JPG"&gt; The whole set. I love it. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYH7T9qCW1I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/otuyTfy1ZlI/s1600-h/DSC00729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYH7T9qCW1I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/otuyTfy1ZlI/s320/DSC00729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008560580999666514" border="0" /&gt;Me wearing it.   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta ta....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-5474557236896087198?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/5474557236896087198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=5474557236896087198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/5474557236896087198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/5474557236896087198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/12/clothes.html' title='Clothes'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYH5n9qCWvI/AAAAAAAAAVg/wJPoDjI3D9U/s72-c/DSC00732.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-4538190611275847892</id><published>2006-12-14T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:48:29.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New New Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYDzrNqCWuI/AAAAAAAAAVU/gILcqdTpNmE/s1600-h/WEird.jpg"&gt;New New Me. Lol. Actually not so new. &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYDzrNqCWuI/AAAAAAAAAVU/gILcqdTpNmE/s320/WEird.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008270709361892066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. I am not satisfied with this hair cut it is not what i want la. Ryan said that i looked like 8 years old. Ha ha, he owe me toys. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much. Ryan took off this moring, he gone to Sibu, i will be departing to Sibu this Sunday too. My mom will be departing tomorrow night. Ryan gone there to work. Me and my mom will be going for my grand mother's birthday. Lots of cousin not coming back this year. Kinda sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During lunch, i went to Zote Boutique near my house. I booked a set of clothes which costs me RM135. Show you guys when i take photo with it. And i bought my mom a blouse too. I think it is very nice. Hi hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go. Need to go out for delivery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-4538190611275847892?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/4538190611275847892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=4538190611275847892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/4538190611275847892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/4538190611275847892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-new-me.html' title='New New Me'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RYDzrNqCWuI/AAAAAAAAAVU/gILcqdTpNmE/s72-c/WEird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-1236057015681413694</id><published>2006-12-13T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:48:29.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hip Hop Christmas Party</title><content type='html'>It is now 2006 already it is no more the traditional party as There is a Hip Hop Christmas party, youngsters will no longer be boring. I know that most youngsters dont wanna miss out the count down night at pub but this party wont bother your count down night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada.... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RX-xodqCWtI/AAAAAAAAAVI/OhE3yBN9esg/s1600-h/Hip+Hop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RX-xodqCWtI/AAAAAAAAAVI/OhE3yBN9esg/s320/Hip+Hop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007916619373107922" border="0" /&gt;Your life will be more interesting by attending:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is it happening? Stamford College Campus&lt;br /&gt;When is it happening?   22nd December 2006&lt;br /&gt;Is it expensive?                  It is only RM15 (e hem... It is cheapp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.4em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*GOOD FOOD, GREAT CROWD, HOT SHUFFLAS, DANCE COMPETITION, LUCKY DRAW, FUN SEXY GAMES, GUYS &amp;amp; GALS, A NITE TO REMEMBER!! *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lol...&lt;br /&gt;Please leave me comments if you can go. Or leave a message in my tag board. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-1236057015681413694?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1236057015681413694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=1236057015681413694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/1236057015681413694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/1236057015681413694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/12/hip-hop-christmas-party.html' title='Hip Hop Christmas Party'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RX-xodqCWtI/AAAAAAAAAVI/OhE3yBN9esg/s72-c/Hip+Hop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-7842586687538570944</id><published>2006-12-11T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T16:39:26.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good weather but no good mood</title><content type='html'>I feel that i am &lt;span zise = "30pt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;depresss....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoooo...... The depress-ness....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather : Raining.&lt;br /&gt;Mood : Down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God wash away my down-ness with the rain.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-7842586687538570944?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7842586687538570944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=7842586687538570944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7842586687538570944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7842586687538570944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/12/good-weather-but-no-good-mood.html' title='A good weather but no good mood'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-1907429720104004541</id><published>2006-12-10T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:48:31.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got fringe  now. But the fringe is not what i want.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On Saturday afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, after i hand in my assignment i goes crazy and told Ryan that i wanna cut my hair so drove to Abbie. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwXiArZA9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/lPHvpPdsAQg/s1600-h/DSC00607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwXiArZA9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/lPHvpPdsAQg/s320/DSC00607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006902758794134482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwXiArZA9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/lPHvpPdsAQg/s1600-h/DSC00607.JPG"&gt;On the way.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwX6QrZA-I/AAAAAAAAASA/j2wTFIxJlgs/s1600-h/DSC00612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwX6QrZA-I/AAAAAAAAASA/j2wTFIxJlgs/s320/DSC00612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006903175405962210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwX6QrZA-I/AAAAAAAAASA/j2wTFIxJlgs/s1600-h/DSC00612.JPG"&gt;I love this picture. Lol. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwX6grZA_I/AAAAAAAAASI/OnLMyKR66G8/s1600-h/DSC00616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwX6grZA_I/AAAAAAAAASI/OnLMyKR66G8/s320/DSC00616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006903179700929522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwX6grZA_I/AAAAAAAAASI/OnLMyKR66G8/s1600-h/DSC00616.JPG"&gt;There was a kid in that Kenari looking at me vaining. Lol.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwYQwrZBAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/z_OZCTz5fL0/s1600-h/DSC00617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwYQwrZBAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/z_OZCTz5fL0/s320/DSC00617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006903561953018882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwYQwrZBAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/z_OZCTz5fL0/s1600-h/DSC00617.JPG"&gt;My stupidity and before i cut my hair.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwYzArZBBI/AAAAAAAAASY/dvqSrt59CnQ/s1600-h/DSC00619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwYzArZBBI/AAAAAAAAASY/dvqSrt59CnQ/s320/DSC00619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006904150363538450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwYzArZBCI/AAAAAAAAASg/zQufkfR5wls/s1600-h/DSC00621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwYzArZBCI/AAAAAAAAASg/zQufkfR5wls/s320/DSC00621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006904150363538466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwYzArZBCI/AAAAAAAAASg/zQufkfR5wls/s1600-h/DSC00621.JPG"&gt;Then i become like that. My dear dear said that his 18 years old gf become 8 years old. Ha ha. b€uy me toys... Lol.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, always starts with churh, never miss unless got something going on. So after church went to have lunch with my mom. Then  she went home to sleep. So out i went.  And after i pusing around i went to look for my boyfriend.  When i went to pusing around i went to Watson to buy eye shadow that only cost me RM 9.90.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwcpgrZBNI/AAAAAAAAAT4/EaEN_7_j9CA/s1600-h/DSC00664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwcpgrZBNI/AAAAAAAAAT4/EaEN_7_j9CA/s320/DSC00664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006908385201292498" border="0" /&gt;The new eye shawdow i bought. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwZhArZBFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/_TNxmxomglw/s1600-h/DSC00628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwZhArZBFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/_TNxmxomglw/s320/DSC00628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006904940637520978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwZhArZBFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/_TNxmxomglw/s1600-h/DSC00628.JPG"&gt;Xin fu-ness. Love him so much.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwaMgrZBHI/AAAAAAAAATI/L63w3r6BJfw/s1600-h/DSC00633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwaMgrZBHI/AAAAAAAAATI/L63w3r6BJfw/s320/DSC00633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006905687961830514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwaMgrZBHI/AAAAAAAAATI/L63w3r6BJfw/s1600-h/DSC00633.JPG"&gt;Went out with Valentine.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwabwrZBII/AAAAAAAAATQ/dB8xFshkmMw/s1600-h/DSC00634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwabwrZBII/AAAAAAAAATQ/dB8xFshkmMw/s320/DSC00634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006905949954835586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwabwrZBII/AAAAAAAAATQ/dB8xFshkmMw/s1600-h/DSC00634.JPG"&gt;Me and him in his friend's car. =)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwarQrZBJI/AAAAAAAAATY/x15cRSlZlNc/s1600-h/DSC00637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwarQrZBJI/AAAAAAAAATY/x15cRSlZlNc/s320/DSC00637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006906216242807954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwarQrZBJI/AAAAAAAAATY/x15cRSlZlNc/s1600-h/DSC00637.JPG"&gt;VAlentine. We went to chilli peppers at Li Hua Hotel.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwa9grZBKI/AAAAAAAAATg/XFlAC4RlVjc/s1600-h/DSC00642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwa9grZBKI/AAAAAAAAATg/XFlAC4RlVjc/s320/DSC00642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006906529775420578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwbKQrZBLI/AAAAAAAAATo/NY9m0Hkg9Ec/s1600-h/DSC00647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwbKQrZBLI/AAAAAAAAATo/NY9m0Hkg9Ec/s320/DSC00647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006906748818752690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwbKQrZBLI/AAAAAAAAATo/NY9m0Hkg9Ec/s1600-h/DSC00647.JPG"&gt;Me... Lol..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwbbwrZBMI/AAAAAAAAATw/aEV3fk3X56U/s1600-h/DSC00657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwbbwrZBMI/AAAAAAAAATw/aEV3fk3X56U/s320/DSC00657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006907049466463426" border="0" /&gt;Before we went for dinner. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner home i came. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy today... Lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-1907429720104004541?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1907429720104004541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=1907429720104004541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/1907429720104004541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/1907429720104004541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-got-fringe-now-but-fringe-is-not-what.html' title='I got fringe  now. But the fringe is not what i want.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXwXiArZA9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/lPHvpPdsAQg/s72-c/DSC00607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-8225117920187902915</id><published>2006-12-08T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:48:33.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 10 months anniversary to me and him and Happy 18 Birthday to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:25;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Green;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have reach the &lt;s&gt;il&lt;/s&gt;l&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:25;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Green;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;egal age&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Cheer for &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:25;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Green;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;me.. Cheer.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:25;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Green;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;.. More &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:25;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Green;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cheers.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:25;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Green;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;... Lol...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yesterday was the 10 month anniversary for me and him and today is my birthday. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, went out with him to watch possesed. Not so nice. So stupid la the movie. Ha ha. Well, i keep thinking of the Watson Christmas Winnie the Pooh this &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;few days. Last night i mentioned it to him while we were in the cinema. And when i w&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;as on the way home, he keep apologizing to me that he didnt get me anything for my birthday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; c&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;ause he got some problem this month. So i was like, ok, as long as you are with me celebrating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So while he was sending me home, i was actually so sleepy and &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;h&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;e said that something is wrong with his bonet, i ignore it cause i was so so tired. Then when&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; i reach home he said that he need to close his bonet. So i went down the car and wanna open the gate and go in. I wanna sleep. Sleep is the only thing i wanna do that time. But he stopped me and supprised me with a big box. Instantly, when i saw the box i knew it was pooh. He said it is not.=) We kiss and hug and off to home i went.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I went to bath immediately so that i can open my present at aro&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;und 1200 when it is near my birthday after present. I did this.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXi4rgrZA3I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/hfNo8XkFjEk/s1600-h/DSC00598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXi4rgrZA3I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/hfNo8XkFjEk/s320/DSC00598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005954043468120946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXi4rwrZA4I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ICp0HWQsmNk/s1600-h/DSC00599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXi4rwrZA4I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ICp0HWQsmNk/s320/DSC00599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005954047763088258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXi4rwrZA4I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ICp0HWQsmNk/s1600-h/DSC00599.JPG"&gt;The present. The big box.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXi5IQrZA5I/AAAAAAAAARE/BbXP03n1Nqc/s1600-h/DSC00600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXi5IQrZA5I/AAAAAAAAARE/BbXP03n1Nqc/s320/DSC00600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005954537389360018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXi5IQrZA5I/AAAAAAAAARE/BbXP03n1Nqc/s1600-h/DSC00600.JPG"&gt;Opening. The present paper was all in dustbin after that. Lol.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXjK6ArZA6I/AAAAAAAAARM/uDUtwlPtl8w/s1600-h/DSC00602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXjK6ArZA6I/AAAAAAAAARM/uDUtwlPtl8w/s320/DSC00602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005974083785524130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXjK6ArZA6I/AAAAAAAAARM/uDUtwlPtl8w/s1600-h/DSC00602.JPG"&gt;And this baby popped out. Lol. I was so happy. I didnt expect it to be the most expensive one. Cause there were cheaper one. =) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? He said that prooves that he love me so much cause he got the best among all for me. I dont know how to hug it to sleep. Too big. HA ha.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXjLtQrZA7I/AAAAAAAAARU/e5Wi0XS_8D8/s1600-h/DSC00605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXjLtQrZA7I/AAAAAAAAARU/e5Wi0XS_8D8/s320/DSC00605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005974964253819826" border="0" /&gt;The first time i took picture with it. I am hyper... Lol..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More update coming up soon. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-8225117920187902915?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8225117920187902915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=8225117920187902915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/8225117920187902915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/8225117920187902915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-10-months-anniversary-to-me-and.html' title='Happy 10 months anniversary to me and him and Happy 18 Birthday to me'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXi4rgrZA3I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/hfNo8XkFjEk/s72-c/DSC00598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-7682063239610750987</id><published>2006-12-07T16:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:48:43.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life of Year 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span size = "18pt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The only tame shark's 2006&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfmiQrZA2I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/HZlNUoxoEXs/s1600-h/Melissa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfmiQrZA2I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/HZlNUoxoEXs/s320/Melissa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005722987112498018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 2006&lt;br /&gt;Broke up with Tony on the dont know what date of January. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfk_grZAyI/AAAAAAAAALw/atF2PJoP4L4/s1600-h/93650742RL731411016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfk_grZAyI/AAAAAAAAALw/atF2PJoP4L4/s320/93650742RL731411016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005721290600416034" border="0" /&gt;Single again. Lol. =)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXflfQrZA1I/AAAAAAAAAMI/3ompXb90wAc/s1600-h/93653073RL361961947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXflfQrZA1I/AAAAAAAAAMI/3ompXb90wAc/s320/93653073RL361961947.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005721836061262674" border="0" /&gt;Study in Segi College.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfkxArZAuI/AAAAAAAAALQ/b6L1fzsiDwQ/s1600-h/93651751RL319163023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfkxArZAuI/AAAAAAAAALQ/b6L1fzsiDwQ/s320/93651751RL319163023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005721041492312802" border="0" /&gt;Normally after class me and him have fun together. He is my bf's cousin. That is how i  know my bf. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfkxArZAvI/AAAAAAAAALY/AY2t-1cvqMM/s1600-h/93651621RL666999410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfkxArZAvI/AAAAAAAAALY/AY2t-1cvqMM/s320/93651621RL666999410.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005721041492312818" border="0" /&gt;Me and Michelle. She speaks American English o. Cause she goes to a American base school.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXflFgrZAzI/AAAAAAAAAL4/8VQYMvNZZL8/s1600-h/139031544RL596804686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXflFgrZAzI/AAAAAAAAAL4/8VQYMvNZZL8/s320/139031544RL596804686.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005721393679631154" border="0" /&gt;She is so cute.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfkxArZAxI/AAAAAAAAALo/HYmU7ov1hpE/s1600-h/139031610RL103461725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfkxArZAxI/AAAAAAAAALo/HYmU7ov1hpE/s320/139031610RL103461725.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005721041492312850" border="0" /&gt;We are cousins.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfkxArZAwI/AAAAAAAAALg/RlDW0Uhqhzo/s1600-h/139031741RL466441742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfkxArZAwI/AAAAAAAAALg/RlDW0Uhqhzo/s320/139031741RL466441742.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005721041492312834" border="0" /&gt;Muara Tebas. WEnt there even i am a christian. Lol.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfkwwrZAtI/AAAAAAAAALI/plwtnQXTt8A/s1600-h/93652762RL308801893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfkwwrZAtI/AAAAAAAAALI/plwtnQXTt8A/s320/93652762RL308801893.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005721037197345490" border="0" /&gt;Me. The first time i went out with Ryan alone. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:15;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The month when the love of Melissa and Ryan starts.=P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfkFwrZApI/AAAAAAAAAKo/TnQvxpOq3pY/s1600-h/93654794RL676083771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfkFwrZApI/AAAAAAAAAKo/TnQvxpOq3pY/s320/93654794RL676083771.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005720298462970514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfkFwrZApI/AAAAAAAAAKo/TnQvxpOq3pY/s1600-h/93654794RL676083771.jpg"&gt;Our first photo. Lol.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfkGArZArI/AAAAAAAAAK4/TX7HDvCGi10/s1600-h/93655820RL992601489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfkGArZArI/AAAAAAAAAK4/TX7HDvCGi10/s320/93655820RL992601489.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005720302757937842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfkGArZArI/AAAAAAAAAK4/TX7HDvCGi10/s1600-h/93655820RL992601489.jpg"&gt;Love.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfkGArZAsI/AAAAAAAAALA/TRYW0KE4PZ0/s1600-h/139037276RL051409226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfkGArZAsI/AAAAAAAAALA/TRYW0KE4PZ0/s320/139037276RL051409226.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005720302757937858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfkGArZAsI/AAAAAAAAALA/TRYW0KE4PZ0/s1600-h/139037276RL051409226.jpg"&gt;Sweetness.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXflPQrZA0I/AAAAAAAAAMA/PXTkn9uDH_s/s1600-h/104285552O207400341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXflPQrZA0I/AAAAAAAAAMA/PXTkn9uDH_s/s320/104285552O207400341.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005721561183355714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby Bryan.&lt;br /&gt;March 2006&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfkFwrZAqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/QDAymANsd4E/s1600-h/93655804RL439674510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfkFwrZAqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/QDAymANsd4E/s320/93655804RL439674510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005720298462970530" border="0" /&gt;Me and Him.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfjBgrZAkI/AAAAAAAAAKA/sd48CRIPkIE/s1600-h/104627590RL091819849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfjBgrZAkI/AAAAAAAAAKA/sd48CRIPkIE/s320/104627590RL091819849.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005719125936898626" border="0" /&gt;Me in college.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfjBgrZAlI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Il3FxjdomIE/s1600-h/93655820RL992601489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfjBgrZAlI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Il3FxjdomIE/s320/93655820RL992601489.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005719125936898642" border="0" /&gt;Me and him.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfjBwrZAnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/PXo65AzuFlo/s1600-h/139035878RL039473988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfjBwrZAnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/PXo65AzuFlo/s320/139035878RL039473988.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005719130231865970" border="0" /&gt;Me. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfjBwrZAmI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/LrxATAHum7M/s1600-h/139035911RL870031429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfjBwrZAmI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/LrxATAHum7M/s320/139035911RL870031429.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005719130231865954" border="0" /&gt;Anson.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 2006&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfiLwrZAiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/t5MSa7-glBQ/s1600-h/139037187RL052382475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfiLwrZAiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/t5MSa7-glBQ/s320/139037187RL052382475.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005718202518929954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfiLwrZAiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/t5MSa7-glBQ/s1600-h/139037187RL052382475.jpg"&gt;Isnt it sweet?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfhugrZAhI/AAAAAAAAAJo/SwdXXIS0ZEY/s1600-h/139037149RL477981573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfhugrZAhI/AAAAAAAAAJo/SwdXXIS0ZEY/s320/139037149RL477981573.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005717700007756306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfhugrZAhI/AAAAAAAAAJo/SwdXXIS0ZEY/s1600-h/139037149RL477981573.jpg"&gt;He went to my pa pa's grave with me. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 2006&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfgjgrZAcI/AAAAAAAAAJA/WJNwF0a4e7s/s1600-h/104627929RL014356343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfgjgrZAcI/AAAAAAAAAJA/WJNwF0a4e7s/s320/104627929RL014356343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005716411517567426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfgjgrZAcI/AAAAAAAAAJA/WJNwF0a4e7s/s1600-h/104627929RL014356343.jpg"&gt;Someone's wedding dinner, i forgot who, i took this picture with my mom. =)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfgjwrZAdI/AAAAAAAAAJI/SbcO9PSAyH8/s1600-h/104627401RL657437382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfgjwrZAdI/AAAAAAAAAJI/SbcO9PSAyH8/s320/104627401RL657437382.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005716415812534738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfgjwrZAdI/AAAAAAAAAJI/SbcO9PSAyH8/s1600-h/104627401RL657437382.jpg"&gt;The me me me.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfgjwrZAeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2ZXWNTWUGzw/s1600-h/104627612RL745779174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfgjwrZAeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2ZXWNTWUGzw/s320/104627612RL745779174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005716415812534754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfgjwrZAeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2ZXWNTWUGzw/s1600-h/104627612RL745779174.jpg"&gt;Stupid and Lazy.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfgjwrZAfI/AAAAAAAAAJY/C4ZEIUl1m2Y/s1600-h/104627659RL282607405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfgjwrZAfI/AAAAAAAAAJY/C4ZEIUl1m2Y/s320/104627659RL282607405.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005716415812534770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfgjwrZAfI/AAAAAAAAAJY/C4ZEIUl1m2Y/s1600-h/104627659RL282607405.jpg"&gt;Innocent. Lol. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 2006&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfgDwrZAbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/X-dS7ksVC38/s1600-h/139040385RL958094911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfgDwrZAbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/X-dS7ksVC38/s320/139040385RL958094911.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005715866056720818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfgDwrZAbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/X-dS7ksVC38/s1600-h/139040385RL958094911.jpg"&gt;At Bau. With family but dont have their pics here. Hi hi. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:15;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Talentime in Church&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXffHgrZAZI/AAAAAAAAAIo/0-4e5tPakVc/s1600-h/DSC00275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXffHgrZAZI/AAAAAAAAAIo/0-4e5tPakVc/s320/DSC00275.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005714830969602450" border="0" /&gt;Me and Kelvin.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfifQrZAjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/jkjnS7W7Nqw/s1600-h/139037361RL018211127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfifQrZAjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/jkjnS7W7Nqw/s320/139037361RL018211127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005718537526379058" border="0" /&gt;Me and Dear&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXffHgrZAaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/BHhNUH7wHEU/s1600-h/DSC00273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXffHgrZAaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/BHhNUH7wHEU/s320/DSC00273.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005714830969602466" border="0" /&gt;Me and Tee.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfe2QrZAWI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/j5ISOofA-Fk/s1600-h/DSC00280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfe2QrZAWI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/j5ISOofA-Fk/s320/DSC00280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005714534616858978" border="0" /&gt;Me and Ting.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfe2QrZAXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/_M4N6Njy6YM/s1600-h/DSC00277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfe2QrZAXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/_M4N6Njy6YM/s320/DSC00277.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005714534616858994" border="0" /&gt;Me and Pam.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfemgrZAVI/AAAAAAAAAII/08Uu__GjONQ/s1600-h/DSC00294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfemgrZAVI/AAAAAAAAAII/08Uu__GjONQ/s320/DSC00294.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005714264033919314" border="0" /&gt;Me and Guo Rong. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfebArZAUI/AAAAAAAAAIA/TNXAX1jvWB4/s1600-h/139039689RL898659839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfebArZAUI/AAAAAAAAAIA/TNXAX1jvWB4/s320/139039689RL898659839.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005714066465423682" border="0" /&gt;Bang. Lol. I am dead. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 2006&lt;br /&gt;No pictures. But it was Kim, Kc, And Baby bryan's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;August 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfdPwrZASI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Yhd_D7FDhFk/s1600-h/139040308RL391107815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfdPwrZASI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Yhd_D7FDhFk/s320/139040308RL391107815.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005712773680267554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfdGgrZARI/AAAAAAAAAHo/b00spouMaNM/s1600-h/139039035RL018115695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfdGgrZARI/AAAAAAAAAHo/b00spouMaNM/s320/139039035RL018115695.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005712614766477586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sun shade. So damn cheap. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfc1QrZAQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/79bwea8w5ZY/s1600-h/DSC00003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfc1QrZAQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/79bwea8w5ZY/s320/DSC00003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005712318413734146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfc1QrZAQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/79bwea8w5ZY/s1600-h/DSC00003.jpg"&gt;My boy friend works too much and cause me to become like this. Lol. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 2006&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfcogrZAPI/AAAAAAAAAHY/rHaETMVcxRk/s1600-h/DSC00091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfcogrZAPI/AAAAAAAAAHY/rHaETMVcxRk/s320/DSC00091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005712099370402034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfcogrZAPI/AAAAAAAAAHY/rHaETMVcxRk/s1600-h/DSC00091.jpg"&gt;Anson's Tortoise. Ha ha. Cute. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfccArZAOI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/e3_obGIejWc/s1600-h/cc5b20b4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfccArZAOI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/e3_obGIejWc/s320/cc5b20b4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005711884622037218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfccArZAOI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/e3_obGIejWc/s1600-h/cc5b20b4.jpg"&gt;Me and him. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfbigrZALI/AAAAAAAAAG4/tYWGmRstaks/s1600-h/DSC00228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfbigrZALI/AAAAAAAAAG4/tYWGmRstaks/s320/DSC00228.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005710896779559090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice right? But not a real one. SIgh. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:15;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aunt Tee Chuo's Birthday dinner&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfd7wrZATI/AAAAAAAAAH4/dcXLGuppLJ4/s1600-h/IMG_5506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfd7wrZATI/AAAAAAAAAH4/dcXLGuppLJ4/s320/IMG_5506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005713529594511666" border="0" /&gt;Me and my  mom. Lol. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfZfArZAKI/AAAAAAAAAGw/tG5WQRRqKws/s1600-h/DSC00169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfZfArZAKI/AAAAAAAAAGw/tG5WQRRqKws/s320/DSC00169.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005708637626761378" border="0" /&gt;Me and Darren before the dinner.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfY8wrZAII/AAAAAAAAAGg/4aZ4D8WkiJM/s1600-h/DSC00184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfY8wrZAII/AAAAAAAAAGg/4aZ4D8WkiJM/s320/DSC00184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005708049216241794" border="0" /&gt;Doing her makeup, Annie, my cousin.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfYzQrZAHI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0wcsORJ_Kdc/s1600-h/DSC00188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfYzQrZAHI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0wcsORJ_Kdc/s320/DSC00188.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005707886007484530" border="0" /&gt;Anna and Darren before the dinner.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfYoQrZAGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/o7ZUeU25YIo/s1600-h/DSC00189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfYoQrZAGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/o7ZUeU25YIo/s320/DSC00189.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005707697028923490" border="0" /&gt;Pineapple's Kim. Lol. =)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfYeQrZAFI/AAAAAAAAAGI/v1yPJVEwbq4/s1600-h/DSC00190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfYeQrZAFI/AAAAAAAAAGI/v1yPJVEwbq4/s320/DSC00190.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005707525230231634" border="0" /&gt;KC, he is leaving to Aussie soon. Gonna miss him&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfYRwrZAEI/AAAAAAAAAGA/7P6xyHKu8Eo/s1600-h/DSC00200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfYRwrZAEI/AAAAAAAAAGA/7P6xyHKu8Eo/s320/DSC00200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005707310481866818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The hand some Baby Jaeden. Love him to bits haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfXdQrZAAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/KN9j9MsV9cE/s1600-h/DSC00201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfXdQrZAAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/KN9j9MsV9cE/s320/DSC00201.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005706408538734594" border="0" /&gt;Me and Cheryl.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfWVgrY_9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/yTLFV3ZOOXo/s1600-h/DSC00428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfWVgrY_9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/yTLFV3ZOOXo/s320/DSC00428.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005705175883120594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got bitten by Anson. Ouch. Gonna remember that forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfWVwrY_-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/UAX27FhEqmM/s1600-h/DSC00442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfWVwrY_-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/UAX27FhEqmM/s320/DSC00442.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005705180178087906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and him went to the Merdeka Palace Okteber Fest 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfWAArY_8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/kEb443DC10w/s1600-h/DSC00449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfWAArY_8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/kEb443DC10w/s320/DSC00449.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005704806515933122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfWAArY_8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/kEb443DC10w/s1600-h/DSC00449.jpg"&gt;Merdeka Palace Oktober Fest 2006.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfWAArY_7I/AAAAAAAAAE4/QGn2FprZAr0/s1600-h/DSC00455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfWAArY_7I/AAAAAAAAAE4/QGn2FprZAr0/s320/DSC00455.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005704806515933106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfWAArY_7I/AAAAAAAAAE4/QGn2FprZAr0/s1600-h/DSC00455.jpg"&gt;My new baby. =)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfTeArY_4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/umukF-HoKS8/s1600-h/DSC00469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfTeArY_4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/umukF-HoKS8/s320/DSC00469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005702023377125250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His hand, the swollen hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfTeQrY_5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/zs5wthCiHdw/s1600-h/DSC00481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfTeQrY_5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/zs5wthCiHdw/s320/DSC00481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005702027672092562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfSeArY_3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/tCjNVFp51Ao/s1600-h/DSC00503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfSeArY_3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/tCjNVFp51Ao/s320/DSC00503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005700923865497458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfSeArY_3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/tCjNVFp51Ao/s1600-h/DSC00503.JPG"&gt;The  naughty lil chicken. Ha ha. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfSeArY_2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/tnFpHn4OjR4/s1600-h/DSC00508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfSeArY_2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/tnFpHn4OjR4/s320/DSC00508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005700923865497442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfSeArY_2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/tnFpHn4OjR4/s1600-h/DSC00508.JPG"&gt;When vanity strucks me. Lol.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfSFgrY_0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/TQhhdohHEhU/s1600-h/DSC00516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfSFgrY_0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/TQhhdohHEhU/s320/DSC00516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005700502958702402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfSFgrY_1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/hGjbVWNVwxQ/s1600-h/DSC00514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfSFgrY_1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/hGjbVWNVwxQ/s320/DSC00514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005700502958702418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darren and Anson's birthday cake. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:15;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Youth Conference 2006&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfR7ArY_zI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Glr44_pBO6c/s1600-h/DSC00563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfR7ArY_zI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Glr44_pBO6c/s320/DSC00563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005700322570075954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kelvin.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfXFArY__I/AAAAAAAAAFY/Eib30qmMzqg/s1600-h/DSC00194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfXFArY__I/AAAAAAAAAFY/Eib30qmMzqg/s320/DSC00194.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005705991926906866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Avin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfRyQrY_yI/AAAAAAAAADw/A7Z_0VQGc9M/s1600-h/DSC00566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfRyQrY_yI/AAAAAAAAADw/A7Z_0VQGc9M/s320/DSC00566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005700172246220578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Annie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfRoArY_xI/AAAAAAAAADo/xl8GS-38qGI/s1600-h/DSC00570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfRoArY_xI/AAAAAAAAADo/xl8GS-38qGI/s320/DSC00570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005699996152561426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom. She went to the youth conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfVMwrY_6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/0gry55yLWVw/s1600-h/DSC01542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfVMwrY_6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/0gry55yLWVw/s320/DSC01542.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005703926047637410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group photo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-7682063239610750987?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7682063239610750987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=7682063239610750987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7682063239610750987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7682063239610750987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-life-of-year-2006.html' title='My life of Year 2006'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXfmiQrZA2I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/HZlNUoxoEXs/s72-c/Melissa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-2457449056205176938</id><published>2006-12-04T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T17:03:47.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 2006</title><content type='html'>It is now at the last month of 2006 which is december, have you thought about what have you done in the whole year? Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January - Work, Study, Play, Get Drunk, Break up.&lt;br /&gt;February - Work, Study, Play, Get Drunk, Got a new boy friend, SPM result came out, Friend ran away his parents look for me about it.&lt;br /&gt;March - Work, Study, Play, Love him more as some incident happen, Always at home with mom and Him, Church&lt;br /&gt;April - Work, Study, Church, Love Him, Always at home with mom and Him&lt;br /&gt;May - Work, Study, Church, Love Him, Always at home with mom and Him&lt;br /&gt;June - Work, Study, Church, Love Him,  &lt;s&gt;Always at home with mom and Him&lt;/s&gt; not anymore as i have got some sampat relatives&lt;br /&gt;July - Work, Study, Church, Love Him,  Stress&lt;br /&gt;August - Work, Study, Church Love Him, Stress, Stress, Stress&lt;br /&gt;September - Work, Study, Church, Mom's birthday, Stress, Stress, Stress, He goes travelling&lt;br /&gt;October - Work, Study, Church, Stress, Stress, Stress, He goes travelling&lt;br /&gt;November - Work, Study, Church, Youth Conference (Happy), &lt;s&gt;Stress, Stress, Stress&lt;/s&gt;, He goes travelling&lt;br /&gt;December - Work, Study, Church, Confirm that i am leaving, He goes travelling for half a month, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;my birthday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, Christmas &lt;s&gt;with him&lt;/s&gt;, New Year &lt;s&gt;with him&lt;/s&gt;, My december has not finish yet. Wanna know more? Then wait... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm... This is my schedule for year 2006, see, now can anyone understand how boring is it? Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-2457449056205176938?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2457449056205176938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=2457449056205176938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/2457449056205176938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/2457449056205176938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/12/year-2006.html' title='Year 2006'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-5791393930185793132</id><published>2006-12-04T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:48:44.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am mad and goes *boom</title><content type='html'>I went out with my ex primary classmates today, was happy for that. Shopped with Evelyn and &lt;a href="http://miiro.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jieying&lt;/a&gt;. And you know what she does? She went to took picture with her boyfriend, Cristiano Ronaldo. She got her face red when she was taking the pic. Ha ha. We our had primary school class gathering at Hartz Chicken, some of them really change a lot in 6 years time. Taller, fatter, slimmer, anyone goes SHORTER? Lol. Dont think anyone got shorter. Right? :) I went to Evelyn's house after lunch which was 2 something, almost . Later Jieying came, then we went out because she said that she need to buy present so we went to a few shopping complex then at 6 something we went to Hartz. I dont know why every time gathering sure got some problems one. This time, a few of them went to eat Mc Donalds instead of gather at Hartz chicken. Sigh. After Hartz chicken we all went to Taman Sahabat but i left earlier cause i need to go church the next morning. I was a lil bit crazy that night. I also dont know why. Evelyn and Jieying got was like ?????. What is wrong with me. Ha ha. Nothing is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote from me: "Time just fly by so fast that we need to catch up with it and no more time for us to think about going back to primary school again." :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we did the below. :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXOcMfP8jEI/AAAAAAAAACk/R12Q1VqG9FE/s1600-h/021220062745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXOcMfP8jEI/AAAAAAAAACk/R12Q1VqG9FE/s320/021220062745.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004515349299498050" border="0" /&gt;Me me me. The vain me.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXNvvvP8i-I/AAAAAAAAABM/sguLYhk98wI/s1600-h/021220062739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004466476866636770" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXNvvvP8i-I/AAAAAAAAABM/sguLYhk98wI/s320/021220062739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me and Evelyn.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXNvv_P8i_I/AAAAAAAAABU/f2udlqVGsTI/s1600-h/021220062740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004466481161604082" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXNvv_P8i_I/AAAAAAAAABU/f2udlqVGsTI/s320/021220062740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me and Evelyn again.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXNvv_P8jAI/AAAAAAAAABc/SY3tqDs_lSE/s1600-h/021220062741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004466481161604098" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXNvv_P8jAI/AAAAAAAAABc/SY3tqDs_lSE/s320/021220062741.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Evelyn and Jieying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXNvwPP8jCI/AAAAAAAAABs/sIyWpRsPYo8/s1600-h/021220062743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004466485456571426" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXNvwPP8jCI/AAAAAAAAABs/sIyWpRsPYo8/s320/021220062743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Us three. Me , Evelyn and Jieying.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXOc4fP8jFI/AAAAAAAAACs/jdVOs-8N5RA/s1600-h/DSC03973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXOc4fP8jFI/AAAAAAAAACs/jdVOs-8N5RA/s320/DSC03973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004516105213742162" border="0" /&gt;Group photo.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXOd1_P8jGI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bhskk3Qmjcg/s1600-h/DSC03975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXOd1_P8jGI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bhskk3Qmjcg/s320/DSC03975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004517161775696994" border="0" /&gt;Group photo again in Taman Sahabat. I am far behind. :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And know what? When i was on the way home, i quarelled with my mom about almost anything. I am so pissed off that last night i make myself stay up late to do some church thing. My mom said that i am never at home to help her and bla bla bla. She said that i only know how to go out. But hello? Who is the one who make me dont like to stay at home? Ya, i am escaping so that we dont quarrel and our relationship will be better. But i also dont know la. You always said that i dont understand how a mother feels. Well, is a mother suppose to tie there daughter till she herself die and then left her daughter alone? Or i do what you do? You will regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i said i did my things and i chatted with &lt;a href="http://secretgarden88-.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tyna&lt;/a&gt; for3 hours (i only know that after i visited her blog just now. Ha ha. I didnt know that i chatted that long with her). Em. Thanks for listening to my vent. K? Ha ha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually got more picture to upload but Blogger is going crazy again so.... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I post for dont know how many times to get this post done. So mad with blogger. Gonna kill it. But how to kill it? Ha ha.&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/29796795-5791393930185793132?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/5791393930185793132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=5791393930185793132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/5791393930185793132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/5791393930185793132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-mad-and-goes-boom.html' title='I am mad and goes *boom'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/RXOcMfP8jEI/AAAAAAAAACk/R12Q1VqG9FE/s72-c/021220062745.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-7534923559587047127</id><published>2006-12-01T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T20:02:06.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First time</title><content type='html'>I wonder how many first time are there in our life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me see,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the first time i open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;2.  the first time i cry&lt;br /&gt;3. the first time i smile&lt;br /&gt;4. the first time i drink&lt;br /&gt;5. the first time i ate&lt;br /&gt;6. the first time i crawl&lt;br /&gt;7. the first time i pee&lt;br /&gt;8. the first time i poo&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;the first time i fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;the first time i said i love you,&lt;br /&gt;the first time i hold hands with my boy friend,&lt;br /&gt;the first kiss,&lt;br /&gt;the first hug,&lt;br /&gt;the first break up,&lt;br /&gt;the first true love,&lt;br /&gt;so many more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just cannot finish mentioning it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I hope that time can slow down a bit for me to enjoy things that is going on in this world.  I know some are cruel but dont you ever realize that you have got the sweet moments in your life? Wanna say no? Think properly first before you say no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really busy today, now hurrying my assignment. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go go go Melissa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-7534923559587047127?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7534923559587047127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=7534923559587047127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7534923559587047127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7534923559587047127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/12/first-time.html' title='First time'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-1417889702371902292</id><published>2006-11-30T11:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T17:12:05.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Windows genuine.... Hate it...</title><content type='html'>I dont have this window genuine and i went to download the lastest windows media player which is the 11 version after i download it and wanted to use it then i realized that i cannot use it without a window genuine. Dummy. *Grrrr.... So so so angry... So only left itunes which is not so useful cause i have to add all the songs inside it manually... So mad la. But what can i do now???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai yo... That is the effect of 'banyak tangan'. Lol. How how how???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind la. There is always a way for me to solve all my problems as God is always with me. :) Hm.... I am waiting and waiting for my birthday to come. Cause you know what? I want pressie... You guys need to get ready pressie for me. K? Muackzz... Ha ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times i feel like leaving to far far away, at times i feel like staying but i know i have to leave this place for a while in order to let myself see more of this cruel world. Right? .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la ok la... Dont wanna loso already... Hi hi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just a boring post cause i am now super duper boring and pek chek and sien...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-1417889702371902292?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1417889702371902292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=1417889702371902292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/1417889702371902292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/1417889702371902292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/11/windows-genuine-hate-it.html' title='Windows genuine.... Hate it...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-2895393449685015117</id><published>2006-11-29T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T17:14:35.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignment again.</title><content type='html'>You guys guess what? Assignment dues on my Birthday. :( Haih, but what to do, still have to do it right? Sien-ness la, maybe someone out there knows how i feel. Been so busy lately, busy in office, busy in college and busy everywhere. So tired la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, days goes by, things goes up and down and all sorts. Re-arrange the desks and arrangement in office. Lots of things are spinning in my mind nowadays. Cannot stop myself from any thinking. Sigh. How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan will be going to Sibu this coming Friday, sigh.... But he is gonna buy me sweets or pressie again... :) The last trip he went to Sibu he bought me a nice shirt that fit me well. Muackxxx to him. And he bought me candies that cannot be found in Kuching. How nice of him. Yes i love him a lot. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much. Having primary school gathering this saturday will try to take photos. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-2895393449685015117?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2895393449685015117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=2895393449685015117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/2895393449685015117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/2895393449685015117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/11/assignment-again.html' title='Assignment again.'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-5971191959915488900</id><published>2006-11-28T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T14:46:22.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rev. Mike Connell</title><content type='html'>On the 20/11/06-22/11/06, Rev Mike Connell was in my church, he did not came alone but with his daughter and her lover. For the first two nights i didnt go. I was so tired on the first night cause the youth conference just closed ceremony and i didnt go to class either just rest at home. Then for the second night i have got class. So i went on the third night, I heard my mom said that the holy spirit that night will be stronger than all the other nights. Well, lots of miracles happen, those who used to walked slowly because of pain in their legs or heaps now can dance and jump. Some of them are sick not because of sickness but the devil and demon lived inside them. Because of Rev. Mike they are cured and being delivered. Believe it, God exists. I see it with my own eyes and now i am here to tell you. I aint lying. k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is going through a big changes now. :)  Gonna tell you guys when i achieve the dream i am now pursueing. Count down days for it is like 100++ more days to go but time flies. RIght? So be patient and wait for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much more. Just that i think i am having  PMS now cause i feel so cranky. Ha ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-5971191959915488900?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/5971191959915488900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=5971191959915488900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/5971191959915488900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/5971191959915488900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/11/rev-mike-connell.html' title='Rev. Mike Connell'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-8481198216305169446</id><published>2006-11-24T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T17:13:54.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cried out loud</title><content type='html'>Yesterday i broke off emotionally, i cried till like what i also dnt knw. He was did not appear to comfort me. But he was with his friend and others. Am i a burden to you? Well, for your situation now, i think your career is more important than our relationship. I wanted to let you go to have a success in your career but i just cannot. I love you too much. I just dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna leave to KL or some where that is even far. Can i? Shall i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so so tired. Mentally, you treat me coldly and all sorts. You are going to travel for the 22 December till the 3 or 4th January, WTF. How am i going to spend my Christmas? You always ask me to be nice and be considerate but what about me? I am living in pain you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off with tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice song that keeps playing in my mind. :)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna dedicate this song to all my friends. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;They are the special someone that had sacrificed for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;VITAMIN C LYRICS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;"Graduation (Friends Forever)"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Where we're gonna be when we turn 25&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking times will never change&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking things will always be the same&lt;br /&gt;But when we leave this year we won't be coming back&lt;br /&gt;No more hanging out cause we're on a different track&lt;br /&gt;And if you got something that you need to say&lt;br /&gt;You better say it right now cause you don't have another day&lt;br /&gt;Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down&lt;br /&gt;These memories are playing like a film without sound&lt;br /&gt;And I keep thinking of that night in June&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know much of love&lt;br /&gt;But it came too soon&lt;br /&gt;And there was me and you&lt;br /&gt;And then we got real blue&lt;br /&gt;Stay at home talking on the telephone&lt;br /&gt;We'd get so excited, we'd get so scared&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at ourselves thinking life's not fair&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[1]&lt;/i&gt; - As we go on&lt;br /&gt;We remember&lt;br /&gt;All the times we&lt;br /&gt;Had together&lt;br /&gt;And as our lives change&lt;br /&gt;Come Whatever&lt;br /&gt;We will still be&lt;br /&gt;Friends Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if we get the big jobs&lt;br /&gt;And we make the big money&lt;br /&gt;When we look back now&lt;br /&gt;Will our jokes still be funny?&lt;br /&gt;Will we still remember everything we learned in school?&lt;br /&gt;Still be trying to break every single rule&lt;br /&gt;Will little brainy Bobby be the stockbroker man?&lt;br /&gt;Can Heather find a job that won't interfere with her tan?&lt;br /&gt;I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking it's a time to fly&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Repeat 1]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la:&lt;br /&gt;We will still be friends forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?&lt;br /&gt;Can we survive it out there?&lt;br /&gt;Can we make it somehow?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I thought that this would never end&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly it's like we're women and men&lt;br /&gt;Will the past be a shadow that will follow us 'round?&lt;br /&gt;Will these memories fade when I leave this town&lt;br /&gt;I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking it's a time to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Repeat 1 (3x)]&lt;/i&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/29796795-8481198216305169446?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8481198216305169446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=8481198216305169446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/8481198216305169446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/8481198216305169446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/11/cried-out-loud.html' title='Cried out loud'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-383438522168247985</id><published>2006-11-19T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T10:48:56.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He, The almighty Lord said to me: "i will listen to you when you got no one to talk to"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember that i keep mentioning about the youth conference? Ha ha. It's over already. I feel so high and happy. Lol. God speaks to me. Wee. Muackzz.. Didnt manage to take much pictures but we took quite a lot after the closing ceremony and i got them. More pictures will be coming up after next week. Ha ha. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/771621/DSC01541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/299645/DSC01542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/528693/DSC01542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The only guy is Kai Rong, from right to left is Ya ting, Gillian, Joanne and Me.&lt;/a&gt; We tried to be normal then stupid. Lol. We were so happy and high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/311733/DSC01540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/113327/DSC01540.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/720082/DSC01539.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/908449/DSC01538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/219488/DSC01538.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/529224/DSC01536.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We were laughing like mad that we need to keep taking the same shot. Lol. THe pink lady is Annie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/625792/DSC01533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/951941/DSC01533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Annie and Kai Rong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/453071/DSC01532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/852640/DSC01532.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Joanne, she is from South Cluster the overall Champion. Lol. She says that her face is so round and she looks like an apple. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/147628/DSC01480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/913816/DSC01480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have got three singaporeans in this pic. But i am lazy to mention all the names and plus i dont know the singaporeans names. Hi hi. Sorry. We appreciate you guys for joining us in the youth conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/596924/DSC01533.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/284113/DSC01531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/966468/DSC01531.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What are they doing? Lol. I have got no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/17699/DSC00638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/256836/DSC00638.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Annie. The superstar. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/917214/DSC00619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/912524/DSC00619.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; North Cluster with Huang Yi Ming. A singer from Malaysia, i think. Hi hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/808319/DSC00573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/325369/DSC00573.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Michelle Ling. Hi hi. I forced her to take this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/130128/DSC00574.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/972919/DSC00617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/772520/DSC00617.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Ariel, she was the translator for the Youth COnference. Pastor ZHuang Preach in english and she translates into chinese. She is such a nice girl. I like her. Acutally, wanna take picture with Pastor Zhuang but he left already. So sad. Lol. Well, you know what is the price of taking picture with Ariel she spilled her water on my pants. Lol. Ha ha. Joking. But she really spilled her water on my pants. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/579773/DSC00572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/988010/DSC00572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Allan. THat's his fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/866857/DSC00571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/57670/DSC00571.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ya ting and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/356744/DSC00567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/124156/DSC00567.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is vain. Lol. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/110145/DSC00569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/138755/DSC00569.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Guo Rong. He is big but he dance well, man. Everyone looks up to him. THat's his talent. He is good in make up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/640858/DSC00568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/709687/DSC00568.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Justin. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/229471/DSC00566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/257206/DSC00566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Annie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/431372/DSC00565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/654892/DSC00565.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SHowing of her Medals. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/470574/DSC00562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/553125/DSC00562.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Serene, Singaporean and me. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/368410/DSC00561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/614403/DSC00561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is from Sibu. I think she is Zhao Juen. If anyone know, please correct me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/641295/DSC00564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/971154/DSC00564.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/871119/DSC00563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/647508/DSC00563.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kelvin, my boyfriend's cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/792525/18112006306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/221943/18112006306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guo Rong in Singing competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/952138/18112006312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/555618/18112006312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/593832/18112006311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/16541/18112006311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Justin in singing competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/39241/DSC00194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/5215/DSC00194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Avin and me. He looks stupid. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/538106/DSC00553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2491/3637/320/907050/DSC00553.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That is pastor George.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt so sad the conference end already but i am so tired now. Physically tired. Ha ha. But i have got not time to o o. I wanna go Singapore Youth Conference next year. Wait for me, ya? Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THanks to City Harvest Kuching and Singapore. We had a great time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-383438522168247985?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/383438522168247985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=383438522168247985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/383438522168247985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/383438522168247985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/11/he-almighty-lord-said-to-me-i-will.html' title='He, The almighty Lord said to me: &quot;i will listen to you when you got no one to talk to&quot;'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-6440923956659669507</id><published>2006-11-17T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T09:21:21.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Brazillian model die of anorexia</title><content type='html'>'Thin' Line&lt;br /&gt;In a new documentary, director Lauren Greenfield explores the “girl culture” around being stick-skinny and its devastating mental and physical effects.&lt;br /&gt;By Bob Condor for MSN Health &amp; Fitness&lt;br /&gt;Find More&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="gted" href="http://health.msn.com/centers/mentalhealth/articlepage.aspx?cp-documentid=100070456" ce="1"&gt;Anorexia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="gted" href="http://health.msn.com/centers/mentalhealth/articlepage.aspx?cp-documentid=100069087" ce="2"&gt;Binge Eating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="gted" href="http://health.msn.com/centers/mentalhealth/articlepage.aspx?cp-documentid=100070648" ce="3"&gt;Bulimia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a self-described cultural observer, Lauren Greenfield doesn’t see any dry land for young girls in the sea of media messages about the ideal female body type. In fact, she says today’s preteen and teenage girls are in the deepest waters yet.&lt;br /&gt;“Everything is so much more focused on the external every year,” Greenfield says. “They see and hear about the ability to transform themselves, to do a total makeover.”&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along the way, the idea of simply being yourself, liking and loving yourself, can get lost.&lt;br /&gt;“It all makes it hard for girls to figure out who they really are,” she says.&lt;br /&gt;In the HBO documentary film Thin (&lt;a href="http://video.msn.com/v/us/v.htm?g=28a361ac-3e43-44b6-b915-998aa2935f5f&amp;amp;f=01/64&amp;fg=copy"&gt;watch the preview&lt;/a&gt;), which debuts Tuesday, Nov. 14,  Greenfield examines that struggle for self-identity among four women who are undergoing treatment for eating disorders at Renfrew Center’s Coconut Creek, Fla., location. The documentary is undeniably compelling as it follows the four through the ups, downs and way-downs of being dangerously thin. In a conversation with MSN Health &amp; Fitness, Greenfield talks about her goal of connecting eating disorders and &lt;a href="http://health.msn.com/centers/mentalhealth/"&gt;mental health&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;MSN Health &amp;amp; Fitness: The public perception about eating disorders tends to lump them into more of a socialization issue rather than medical condition. You have talked about the glamorization factor when it is reported a celebrity is facing a disorder.&lt;br /&gt;Greenfield: Definitely. My hope for this film is that people take eating disorders for the serious mental illnesses and life-threatening conditions that they are. There are devastating physical outcomes.&lt;br /&gt;MSN Health &amp; Fitness: One of the most effective parts of the film is when one of the women facing a disorder brings her own food to Thanksgiving dinner. That shows how the disorder can separate a person, even from loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;Greenfield: It’s so easy for us to think that you can get yourself out of an eating disorder. It’s all around these women. That’s why in the film I kept the footage of one woman’s father coming to visit. He basically was saying, “Please snap out of it.” It is difficult to understand how someone reaches that point [of feeling that consuming any food is eating too much]. It is an instinctual, basic part of life, to feed ourselves and have a meal.&lt;br /&gt;MSN Health &amp;amp; Fitness: Your film holds little back. There are parts that almost hard to watch.&lt;br /&gt;Greenfield: I’m lucky to be working with HBO on this project. I got the support that I didn’t have to pander to someone’s weak stomach. My feeling is if these women are brave enough to show their reality in all of its harshness, then we would keep the camera rolling.&lt;br /&gt;MSN Health &amp; Fitness: The camera follows some deep story lines over a good amount of time.&lt;br /&gt;Greenfield: We worked over six months, up to 10 to 12 to 14 hours a day. But my approach is not to worry about being quiet with the camera, or, say, avoiding using a flash with my photography. It’s all about building relationships. Being there day to day for the emotional journey of these women is a big part of it.&lt;br /&gt;MSN Health &amp;amp; Fitness: You mentioned photography. Your previous work rests squarely in photo exhibits and books reporting through images and words what you have called the “girl culture” in America. This Thin project has an accompanying book. Your Girl Culture book was turned into a traveling museum photo exhibit that has been on tour for four years. How does film work compare to photography for you?&lt;br /&gt;Greenfield: It’s my first time directing a film. The Thin project feels more complete because there are parts of the story that the film tells best. You get deeper into the women’s stories. I made a conscious decision to keep experts out of the film to keep the strong narrative, but the book has couple of essays from people who can speak to how to treat the eating disorders. The photos in the book connect people more tangibly.&lt;br /&gt;MSN Health &amp; Fitness: How did you connect to this work in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;Greenfield: I haven’t had an eating disorder. Yet as teen I was worried about designer jeans, the right clique and I dieted. Part of the reason why I have focused my work on this girl culture in our country is because I grew up in a family where that sort of physical obsessing was not encouraged. My mother was a professor of psychology and my father was a professor of medicine. They were careful to protect me. In fact, my mom told me when I was little that the doctor said I had a higher percentage weight for my height. But she never told me that. Yet I still obsessed about clothes.&lt;br /&gt;MSN Health &amp;amp; Fitness:Thin is that obsessed girl culture taken to a more disturbing level.&lt;br /&gt;Greenfield: Yes, it is the offshoot to the most extreme, the most pathological, the most self-destructive. An eating disorder is not about the food, but the emotional illness. It shows how intelligent women go to any lengths to be thin, even risking dying to get there.&lt;br /&gt;Join the Discussions in Message Boards:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://boards.live.com/Healthboards/thread.aspx?ThreadID=57016"&gt;"Anorexic Who Needs Help"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://boards.live.com/Healthboards/thread.aspx?ThreadID=107078"&gt;"It Felt So Good After Throwing Up"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://boards.live.com/Healthboards/thread.aspx?ThreadID=105999"&gt;"What Do You Do When You're Accused of Having an Eating Disorder?"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://boards.live.com/Healthboards/board.aspx?BoardID=99"&gt;Nutrition Message Board&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://boards.live.com/Healthboards/board.aspx?BoardID=119"&gt;Mental Health Message Board&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read More About Eating Disorders on MSN Health &amp; Fitness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://health.msn.com/womenshealth/articlepage.aspx?cp-documentid=100103429"&gt;Eating Disorders at Midlife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://health.msn.com/encyclopedia/healthtopics/articlepage.aspx?cp-documentid=100071807"&gt;Cognitive-Behavioral Therapy for Eating Disorders&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://health.msn.com/womenshealth/articlepage.aspx?cp-documentid=100110603"&gt;Anorexia Treatment: When Less Is More&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Condor is the managing editor of MSN Health &amp;amp; Fitness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is all for today. Well, girls out there see what is the side effect when you do too much on diet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-6440923956659669507?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6440923956659669507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=6440923956659669507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6440923956659669507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6440923956659669507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/11/21-brazillian-model-die-of-anorexia.html' title='21 Brazillian model die of anorexia'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-6570837766976071410</id><published>2006-11-16T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T12:06:02.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Conference 2006</title><content type='html'>Counting down for the youth conference is only one day. And i still dont know the schedule until this morning when i go through it and i keep asking you guys to go without knowing the time. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Friday) 19 November 2006 - 5.00pm- 6.00pm Dinner&lt;br /&gt;                                   - 7.00pm-10.30pm  Session 1&lt;br /&gt;(Saturday) 20 November 2006 - 10.00 am - 12.30pm Session 2, Dancing Final&lt;br /&gt;                                                        - 1.30pm - 3.30pm Word Power (Final)&lt;br /&gt;                                                        - 3.30pm-4.30pm Singing Competition First Round Final&lt;br /&gt;                                                        - 6.00pm-7.00pm Dinner&lt;br /&gt;                                                       -7.oopm-10.00pm Session 3, Singing Competition Final&lt;br /&gt;(Sunday) 21November 2006     - 9.00am - 11.00am Sunday Service&lt;br /&gt;                                                        - 7.00pm - 10.00pm Session 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, see all the activities? Haha. It is name as youth conference but the elderly will also be there i think. Ha ha. All the best to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muackz to everyone and pray that i got the prize for my testimony challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-6570837766976071410?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6570837766976071410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=6570837766976071410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6570837766976071410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6570837766976071410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/11/youth-conference-2006.html' title='Youth Conference 2006'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-451066792809255284</id><published>2006-11-15T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T11:22:41.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving Him/Her</title><content type='html'>Love is a feeling. I love you, means that i have nice feel on you. Sometimes, love makes people happy. Sometimes it is the other way round too. A lot of people tell me in love there is no right nor wrong. So is it true? Sometimes when we are too in love with someone or we are too use to someone we will sacrifice too much for them. That will cause people to think that we are stupid. But how can we control the feeling we have for someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think that there is a standard way to love, everyone has got there way to love there love ones. Some of the lover might be a little bit dumb and slow. Some might be too romantice and make you feel numb of the love or might not other things around that are around you. Love is just so great and mysterious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, sometimes, we shall give ourselves limit. That means stop loving the one you love or choose to leave the one you love when the one you love has done something so wrong to you. For example, sleep with other girls, betray you, or forge your signature for some money, or get you into big trouble. Ya i know you might love him or her so much but does the one you love think for you? If the one you love really does love you, he or she wont do something like that to get you into troubles. It is just simple, if you love someone are you willing to hurt him or her? If the one that you love done something wrong to you once. Give him or her a second chance if him or her doesnt change then you shall just leave the relationship and goes on with your life. Show him or her that you can live without him or her. If the one you love has done something so faulty to you then leave him or her even you still love him or her. It is because the one whom you love no longer love you anymore. Maybe he or she used to love you to bits and done all his or her best, but now the one you love is putting you into big trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conclusion is that if you love someone and he or she doesnt love you anymore then leave. Dont stay, staying will only brings you into trouble. Well, this is only what i think. Leave comments of what you guys think. K? I really wants feed back on this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-451066792809255284?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/451066792809255284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=451066792809255284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/451066792809255284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/451066792809255284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/11/loving-himher.html' title='Loving Him/Her'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-5699850411601846161</id><published>2006-11-13T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:54:10.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday 4th Bithday Anson</title><content type='html'>Somemore updates of the night. The birthday boy with his cake, his mom and his cousin. Well, wish him. Happy Happy Birthday. And hopes that he can be a good good boy in the future. He has to be tough. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00515.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00515.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00513.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00513.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00514.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00514.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Good night. *Updated at 8.54pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulation to my blog this is the 101 posts feel so unbelievable about it. I started blogging two years ago but stop for a while as my privacy was intruded so here i come once again without fearing my privacy being intruded again. I am blogging about my life, my love, my venting so i am blogging about how i feel, what i like, what i dislike, what i am happy aboout and what i am not. Well, it is mostly about my life and my thoughts so if you dont like it then dont see it lo. I am not going to force you. LOl. Not going to push your head to the monitor or screen of your computer. Lol. Enjoy my blog, if you can but spare me if i vent. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly, Happy Birthday to Anson Yeo. He is now 4 years old. Hope that he can be more good boy. Muackss... Love him and Darren. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00475.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently a lot of things happen, i mean inside my own little word, that is why i blog the last 2 post with the title of &lt;a href="http://theonlytameshark.blogspot.com/2006/11/me-2.html#links"&gt;Me 2&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://theonlytameshark.blogspot.com/2006/11/me.html#links"&gt;Me&lt;/a&gt;. A lot of changes in my life that i dont want to accept. I still dont want to accept the fact that i am old already but i always tell my self that i am 17 and almost 18 but i have to be so independent and do all the things myself. Am i forcing my self to grow and missing the teenagers kind of life? Well, i also dont know. Sometimes people praise me for my independence but deep down in my heart, i want to ask them:"do you know what i have lost of being mature and independent?" But i never ask and just smile at them. Too many question marks in my heart. There are a lot things that i dont understand and am forcing myself to grow up and be mature. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning me and &lt;a href="http://www.secretgardens88-.blogspot.com"&gt;Tyna&lt;/a&gt; chatted a few things about guys. About perfect guys. As i am a christian, to me, there is no one &lt;s&gt;perfect&lt;/s&gt; in this world. I love my boy friend a lot as he is very independent. Ha ha. I love guys that are independent *ehem, am i hinting? Ha ha. Nope, just FYI. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now here is my bf's hand in recovery, so yuck la.. He tried to touch me with it but yuckss... Not letting him to do so. Ha ha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00513.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love my boy friend. Lol. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, there is a big rock in my surrounding, not in my life in others life but it is now solve. Because he has gone some where else and now there is a bunch of rubbish left behind for the his parents and his wife to settle it. Sad right? What kind of man is that? As that is happening a lot of people gave me advice like widden your eyes when you choose your man. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-5699850411601846161?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/5699850411601846161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=5699850411601846161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/5699850411601846161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/5699850411601846161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-birthday-4th-bithday-anson.html' title='Happy Birthday 4th Bithday Anson'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-811384689917816273</id><published>2006-11-12T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T13:22:22.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me 2</title><content type='html'>For the last post i posted about me remember. about how uncertain my mind is. Now i wanna post about somehting similar again. Well, yesterday night i realize that i hate, love, respect and afraid of someone in the same time too. I also dont know what am i thinking and what do i want but that is just me what can i do? The person i had this feeling for is not my boyfriend but some one who had been with me for a long time. Longer than anyone in this world. Let's give her a name, C. C is the one who has brought me all the way up and do almost all the things for me. I know that she love me, but she love me too much and makes me feel that she is so selfish and only want herself to get what she wants and too over confident that i am the one she is going to rely on and i am going to accompany her forever. Well, sometimes i think that a teenager is just like a little ball. The tighter you hold it the more it rebounce. Will i become like that one day, am i going to be the kind of kid she totally hate to show her what i want. Well, what i want is very easy. It is freedom. Freedom to do things i like. I just dont understand her thinking and she does not understand mine too. For now, i hate her and dont feel like seeing her. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00509.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00508.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00509.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00508.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00510.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took all the above picture at the produa service centre yesterday when i accompany my mom to service the car. I was too boring watiting so i went into the toilet and pose. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/ATT433468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/ATT433468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/ATT433463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/ATT433463.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/ATT433467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/ATT433467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/ATT433464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/ATT433464.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/ATT433466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/ATT433466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/ATT433465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/ATT433465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/ATT433461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/ATT433461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/ATT433462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/ATT433462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/ATT433458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/ATT433458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/ATT433459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/ATT433459.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/ATT433460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/ATT433460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wondering where all this nice pictures are from and why i post them. Can anyone tell me that is there really a forever for a relationship? Well, i am hoping to see mine to be forever. I am having lots of obstacle to go through in my current relationship. Although we have pass a lot but i think there is still lots more to go. I am going to proove to everyone that there is forever even there is obstacle. Hope you guys love the pictures too. Is forever and true love like the above?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finishing the post with a wondering state of thinking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-811384689917816273?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/811384689917816273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=811384689917816273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/811384689917816273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/811384689917816273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/11/me-2.html' title='Me 2'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-3369206950614369026</id><published>2006-11-10T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T15:36:26.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>Hello, i am Melissa. Yes that is the sentence i say when i introduce myself to someone new who is just coming into my life and knowing me. Well, i aint really know who am i, it is not that i got this temporary memory lost or what. But i just dont understand my life. Why my life is being so tough, i know everyone has got there ups and downs in life but how everyone gone through it? I believe that some trust God and trust them selves as if they are there own god. In my life, i am currently lost and in a mess. I know i trust God but sometimes when something unluncky comes to me, i wont know what to do and start to think whose fault is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i quarreled with almost everyone around me, i feel unhappy with everyone around me. Why i feel unhappy? Because there are a few kinds of character consist in ourselves, not only them and me but maybe also you the one who is reading my blog now, sometimes we are too self centered and want things to be our way only and never think of what and how others will feel. I think this is the main problem that makes us hate people around us and choose to leave them or what. Sometimes, that is the stubborness of the people around me makes me hate them, sometimes they just cannot listen to me as if that i am so young and things i said is going to be wrong and they are old enough to lecture me or something. Sometimes, i am just so mad that whenever i give my mom some advise on something she will never listen to me and do it her way and later the nasty thing happen or unhappy thing happen, not only that no one around me listen to my advice like sometimes when i know that things cannot be that way and no one listen to me. Well, this include my boyfriend who says that he love me. Whenever he makes me sad or down and i am angry and mad he would bow down to me and say sorry and knows that he has done something wrong and said that he would never do it again and promised to listen to me and bla bla bla but everything is just a broken promise making my heart more broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most nasty thing in this world is MONEY, it makes people laugh, cry, smile and make crime happens. Sometimes when i see people around me complain about money i also feel like helping them with a wrong way. I shouldnt tell how. But for money, some became robbers, thief, prostitute and bla bla bla. All those not so good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, sometimes someone's interest might pissed us off too. Right? Well, for my mom i dont wanna tell what is her interest that pissed me off. But for my boyfriend i wanna shout it outloud here. He never get enough sleep. I hate him sleeping like that. We quarreled about sleeping before. For him, it is like sleeping is the most important thing to do in this world. He used to say me that my world in Internet and PC but i think i dont really spent a lot of my time in my PC world. Honestly, i dont really know whether i am inside the PC world or anything. I am definately sure that i am not in the world of romantic because my boyfriend works so hard and make me feel so cold about him. If he is not working he is spending most of his time sleeping off. And it makes me think that sleeping is his world. Well, what is my world? I dont really love food. I dont really love cars. I dont really love cats and dogs. Well, i admit that other than all the things i do around me i spend most of my time here blogging or surfing around the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine used to told me that she is gonna married after she has finish her A-level but her problem now is that she has not got her self a bride groom yet. *You know who you are, but i am just using it as my example. Dont be mad or anything. Well, maybe that is what she really wants in her life, to have a family and make her family happy and everything. For me now, i dont wanna think about having a family, because i  think that very rarely a mother or a father will understand what her kids want. Most of the time, parents are pressuring their kids to do things their way not the kids way. Forcing their kids to be matured la. Bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i am cranky or anything, my boyfriend will always ask me to wake up and get out of my wonder land and tells me that this is a reality world that is cruel. Well, why he cannot makes me go pursue my dream? Well, I dont think that anyone will encourage me to do that as i hate almost everyone who is in my reality life. Here i officially announce that whoever is connected to all the people out there. I am now totally into my blogging world and i will only tell about my true feelings here and i hope to get more support from all those people in the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEELING HURT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am venting. Hope all the readers dont mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-3369206950614369026?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3369206950614369026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=3369206950614369026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/3369206950614369026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/3369206950614369026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/11/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-3677869474118278303</id><published>2006-11-09T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:21:41.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scoops</title><content type='html'>Scoops that i am talking about here is a ice -cream shop. I am not talking about the spoon. Scoop's ice-cream is not bad but i think the shop is a little heaty la. Dont know la, maybe i was playing too much. I didnt take a lot of pictures. I only took the picture of the ice cream i was eating only. I think a lot of other bloggers blog about the flavours there and the price la ho... Ok la, i ate the three scoops one which is RM 12 cause i went with Ryan. I did lots of silly things there that i choose not to mention it here cause so siao soi la. Lol. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00505.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-3677869474118278303?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3677869474118278303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=3677869474118278303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/3677869474118278303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/3677869474118278303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/11/scoops.html' title='scoops'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-6663004157288042957</id><published>2006-11-07T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:45:14.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>This is what boring ness leads me to... Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage Celebrity Collage" alt="MyHeritage Celebrity Collage" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/G/storage/site1/files/26/25/11/262511_56583255730554bc5ejw19.JPG" width="500" height="574" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-6663004157288042957?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6663004157288042957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=6663004157288042957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6663004157288042957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6663004157288042957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-2570449810754912068</id><published>2006-11-07T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T14:52:48.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 9 month anniversary to me and Ryan</title><content type='html'>Well, kinda busy today and only see him for a while in the morning and tonight need to go school. Lol. So here i wanna wish me and him happy 9th month anniversary. Hi hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling,&lt;br /&gt;    Sometimes i am a bit childish and stubborn and want things to be all in my way. Lol. For example, i know that the red round thing is known as apple but i say it's pear. Lol. Then you have to tolerate with me. Ya, i also know that you need to tolerate with me that i love my baby xen more. LOl. No la. Just joking only, so dont be sad. K? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes when i am really down and need a shoulder to lie on you are cannot be there for me. Cause you might be at out station or either you are too busy for me. I think that is the time that i shall tolerate with you. But how? That is the time that a boy friend shall do their job right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, i still got lots of things from you. Love ya but not as much as i love baby xen. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00442.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00442.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muacksss...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-2570449810754912068?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2570449810754912068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=2570449810754912068&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/2570449810754912068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/2570449810754912068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-9-month-anniversary-to-me-and.html' title='Happy 9 month anniversary to me and Ryan'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-8574666877854833686</id><published>2006-11-06T11:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T12:26:13.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad and Sad</title><content type='html'>I am now mad and sad.....&lt;br /&gt;I cannot stand it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;My tears are dripping like hell, without anyone knowing it.&lt;br /&gt;I am suffering.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone know?&lt;br /&gt;God please help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i today is my down day. Yes, i am now blogging. Blogging in office, my boss is here but she is now out to i dont know where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning i went to send my friend off to Taiwan, i cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About Pamela Bong Sing Hui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Pam  from the church. She is the one who has make me love God so much. I mean she told me her story, and everything. She is a tough girl. Maybe the moments we share together isnt very much but all are our memories. No matter it is good or bad. This morning when i sent her off, i cannot stop my tears. I cried, her classmate cry till even worst. Well, i dont know when she is coming back again. Well, anyway may God Bless Her and May God Always Be With Her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i209/m3lgurl/DSC00277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i209/m3lgurl/DSC00277.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i209/m3lgurl/DSC00277.jpg"&gt;that's her and me before the talent show in Church on the 17 Jun 2006&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/SaGePam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/SaGePam.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;Her self potrait.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wont be her laughter in our cell group for dont know how many years. I dont have any one to share about the pain in my heart already cause she is so far away now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-8574666877854833686?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8574666877854833686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=8574666877854833686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/8574666877854833686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/8574666877854833686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/11/mad-and-sad.html' title='Mad and Sad'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-2948115977457301729</id><published>2006-11-04T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T12:25:07.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The eeky hand and the cute lil boy</title><content type='html'>Firstly i wanna blog about his hand. Lol. His hand 'kena' the air con gas and become like that. So eeky la. He said that it's painful even he move it. Ouch.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00470.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His hand's normal size and normal look. Lol.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00469.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00469.jpg"&gt;Then become like that. It is very very fat. Lol.Oops. I shouldnt laugh. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00472.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Realize the black spot in between his thumb and his finger? That's the thing that make him hurt.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00471.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00471.jpg"&gt;Last picture about the eeky hand.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that eeky hand her comes some thing nice. ANSON. Lol.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00475.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00476.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00475.jpg"&gt;This is Anson with his new toy. From the Bob the Builder story.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00477.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00477.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00477.0.jpg"&gt;He was posing for me la. Lol. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00479.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00479.jpg"&gt;Then i said. One more please. Lol.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00478.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00478.jpg"&gt;OMG. He has got a huge tounge. Lol. Attention little girls out there. Lol.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00486.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00480.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00480.jpg"&gt;After posing with his fork lift and me. He said that he wanna pose with his dinosaurs.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00481.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00483.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00483.jpg"&gt;Trying to find a new way to pose. Lol.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00482.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00482.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00482.0.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00482.0.jpg"&gt;And he came up with this pose. Lol.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00488.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00488.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00488.0.jpg"&gt;Then he got boring again. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00493.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00493.jpg"&gt;So he climb to the front seat and stare at dont know what and thinking of&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00493.jpg"&gt; dont know what.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00490.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00490.jpg"&gt;And i end up taking photo with the moo moo in the car. Lol. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00492.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00492.jpg"&gt;While i was taking photo with the moo moo, my cousin re filled the petrol.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/My%20life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/My%20life.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;And this is my current desktop back gournd.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is about my life. And these two person are currently the most important person in our life. Muacks to them but sometimes i am really stuck in between them. But anyway i still love them. But now i am in love with my Baby Xen more which is my note book. Lol. Yes, i named it. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-2948115977457301729?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2948115977457301729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=2948115977457301729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/2948115977457301729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/2948115977457301729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/11/eeky-hand-and-cute-lil-boy.html' title='The eeky hand and the cute lil boy'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-587846279630832455</id><published>2006-11-02T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T13:04:13.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Form 5 T 2, 2005</title><content type='html'>I was at friendster just now, looking through my friends list and click all my ex classmates. It makes me realize that time really flies and i miss them all. Especially, the last two years of high school. Well, wanna know my story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In form 4 i chose to be in the Technology class and not taking up chinese, so i am in the Malay class. Well, that makes me know quite a few Malay friends and get to go home earlier on Friday. At first i was like so crazy in class but after some break up with a class mate in the class i became quiet. Till today i still dont know how to describe the feelings i had for him when i was with him and after we broke up. Well, although the relationship was like come and go but it does hurt. Lol. I also dont understand why i am like that. That was the time i started to hate the noises in the class and only stays with my best friend and do craps. Well, that time i started to eat 'crab'(lol. not the real one, only one or two person understand what i am talking about here.) badly which means more than one per day, i did a lot of stupid things. At that time i felt thati had lost everything. Not only that i have problems with my relationship but i have got a lot of problems at home too. Now, when i think back i feel that i am so stupid to did all that wanna know what i do? I cut my self with anything sharp to make myself feel alive and happy. At that time my best friend got frightened, she was afraid that something even worst might happen to me and she told some other friend and they talked me out. Well, although now i dont talk to that friend anymore but still i wanna say Thank You to him. He didnt help me totally get out of it but i dnt cut that much too cause my best friend monitered me. Lol. Form 4 is the year that i was so into volley ball that i stayed back to play volley ball from 4 something till 8 or 9 something then go home. Ya, that's life that's the time i have fun. Lol. Almost everyday i got new bruises from the training cause we need to save our balls and we shall see the balls important than we are. Lol. I miss that kind of fun. You might think that i said that swimming means so much to me and now you ask, what about swimming. It all means the same to me cause i had put so much afford in all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only realize that my class is a fun class in form 5. Yes, form five. Lol. I think if i didnt hate my class before then i wont love it too. Lol. Well, that's the year that we gonna sit for exam but we were playing like mad. Everyone in the class are like siblings. I just dont know how to say. Got to do all stupid things together and i remember that there was once during holiday we cannot finish our IT assignment we stayed back in school till night time. The teacher was there with us. My school has got a lot of horror stories but i never seen ghost there. Lol. Well, so many happen that during the last day everyone was cheering that they are leaving the high school but no one cried for it. Lol. Cause the technology now is so in, and we could just contact each other with phone calls. But i just still miss you guys and wish to wear the pin-a-fore and goes back to the 5T2 2005 agian. I miss you guys so so much. Lol. And the nights we go out and go round the town with a few cars and have drinks together and all sorts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just dont know how to describe my feelings and say that i miss you guys so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 Technology 2, 2005 i miss you all. Muacksss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/18714535137208l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/18714465062834l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/18714425927322l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/18714704023651l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/18714611465422l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/18593353653926l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/18593565938254l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/18593278549576l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/18441395861763l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/1859347106039l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/18441455056444l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/17587856143917m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/18441517548811l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/18546475656750l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/18441487348562l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/18546727832905l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/18546533612433l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/18593161511761l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/18546795658780l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/18546855232598l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/18593037328310l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/18593106360579l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/18714393732148l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/18593414260589l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I cannot put names below the photos sorry. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Muackss..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-587846279630832455?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/587846279630832455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=587846279630832455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/587846279630832455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/587846279630832455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/11/form-5-t-2-2005.html' title='Form 5 T 2, 2005'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-3922871962704278021</id><published>2006-11-01T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T17:27:40.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Wondering who is &lt;a href="http://www.xkimtywongx.blogspot.com"&gt;Kim&lt;/a&gt;? Well, why am i using her name as the title? Cause i wanna blog about her now. I am now actually very head ache but my feeling inside me is more painful, not exactly painful, just doesnt know how to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim is the one i grow up with. She is my cousin's daughter. Yes, my cousin's daughter but we are so close. When we were still young, we always play at her grand ma's house, we used to laugh together and cry together cause we were naughty and got punished. Lol. My uncle(Kim's grand pa used to be super duper strict). We went to the same primary school, we used the same bowl, the same cup. Shared almost everything only that we didnt share clothes as i am a lil heavy and she is the skinny type of lil girl. She is now still skinny kind. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon she went to run some errands with me. While we were chatting in the car, she told me that she confirmed already that she is gonna leave to Aussie. I feel so sour inside me. I dont know how to express the feeling. But i joke with her that i gonna cry when we web cam each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is almost the friendship type of relationship. She is with me like for so many years and suddenly she is grown up and gonna fly away from the family already. I am really so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim, i know you read my blog. I want you to know that i treat you like a lil sis of mine and also a friend of mine. If i can i wanna go Aussie with you. I will miss you like crazy so dont forget about me here. Love you. Study hard there. K?&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's the Kim i was mentioning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-3922871962704278021?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3922871962704278021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=3922871962704278021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/3922871962704278021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/3922871962704278021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/11/kim.html' title='Kim'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-6297434160023236482</id><published>2006-11-01T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T11:49:50.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was halloween. I did blog but i forgot to greet everyone happy halloween. Lol. I am now so addicted to my baby. Lol. Yes, Baby Xen. Who is that? Nope. It is not a person. It is a thing. My note book. Lol. I got so manythings to explore about in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happen. Only that Anson is more sick. Well, if he doesnt recover he will be admitted to the hospital tomorrow. Children nowadays are pity la. Almost all the baby in the house had been admitted to the hospital la. Sigh. And guess what Ryan said, he said that the haze season is the best cause he can sell his air purifier. Lol. So mean la him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much d. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-6297434160023236482?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6297434160023236482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=6297434160023236482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6297434160023236482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/6297434160023236482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/11/belated-happy-halloween.html' title='Belated Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-7584274641220156913</id><published>2006-10-31T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T23:05:35.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picasa</title><content type='html'>Has anyone heard of Picasa thing? And does anyone knows how to use it? Help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-7584274641220156913?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7584274641220156913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=7584274641220156913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7584274641220156913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7584274641220156913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/10/picasa.html' title='Picasa'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-257862620712916190</id><published>2006-10-30T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T16:13:07.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats to Wilson Liew</title><content type='html'>Congrats to Wilson Liew. Lol. I am not promoting anything but since that this news is already spread then i will blog about it. Lol. Well, he is from my ex high school and he is getting married soon. So i congrats him lo. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know the reason he get married? I think most of the youngsters will know lo. What else? Pregnant la. Lol. His soon to be wife is 6 months pregnant already so that is his only choice. Lol. Well, i wonder how is he going to be like when he is a parent and his gf as a mother. Hm.... :) I dont think being young parents is easy la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. What will i do if i am in her shoes? I cannot imagine me having a baby while i am acting like one. Lol. Well, know what is the prevention? Use condom la. THe best one is dont have sex la. Lol. No sex no baby, if got baby that is someone who will be like JESUS. Yes, Jesus, He is from  the womb of virgin Mary. If you dont know who are they, then go church or read bible. Its in Matthew. Lol. Mary is still a virgin when she gave birth to Jesus. Our father in heaven put Jesus in her tummy. Cause HE thinks that she is good enough to receive such a give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. Busy today. Nothing much happens. I miss my baby at home. (My note book). Lol. I know i am insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new semester in college is starting tonight. Wish me luck for this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-257862620712916190?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/257862620712916190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=257862620712916190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/257862620712916190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/257862620712916190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/10/congrats-to-wilson-liew.html' title='Congrats to Wilson Liew'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-1154788425030220631</id><published>2006-10-29T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:30:13.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Promised photo update</title><content type='html'>OKTOBER FEST 06 AT VICTORIA ARM, MERDEKA PALACE&lt;br /&gt;Well, i actually never really thought of going but some how i went. Lol.  NO la. I got the company ticket so i went. Lol. I went with Ryan cause my cousin didnt want to go. Well, all the pictures are the pictures i took when i was on the way and when i wanna go out. Lol. And some we took it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00435.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00435.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00434.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00442.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00442.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00441.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00441.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00444.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00447.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00450.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00451.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00448.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s73.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid73.photobucket.com/albums/i209/m3lgurl/MOV00003.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is a video for entertain, chicken dance. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bitten.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00428.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00430.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00429.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I told you Anson was sick right? When he was sick and his mom tried to insert medicine into his anal. He was struggling so i needed to hold him and when i was holding him, he bit me when he was painful. It is now purple blue la. :( But happy for him too, cause he is fine now and Ryan is fine already too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-1154788425030220631?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1154788425030220631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=1154788425030220631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/1154788425030220631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/1154788425030220631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/10/promised-photo-update.html' title='The Promised photo update'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-5158261010721105401</id><published>2006-10-29T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T15:34:20.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I bought a new baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00453.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00453.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00454.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00454.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/1600/DSC00455.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2491/3637/320/DSC00455.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ya, i bought a note book. Hm. It's Acer one. It's cheap and nice and the function is not bad too. But it is a lil heavy like me. Lol. I love it so much. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gonna update again tonight with more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-5158261010721105401?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/5158261010721105401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=5158261010721105401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/5158261010721105401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/5158261010721105401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-bought-new-baby.html' title='I bought a new baby'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-2621275685357775061</id><published>2006-10-27T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T08:50:43.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuching City Harvest's Family Day And Sports Day</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday and Wednesday were public holidays for Hari Raya, right? You think that i am so free at home and sleeping in my bed? Nah.... I was involved in church activities for that two days. On Tuesday, it was my Testimony challenge day. Actually there are still other things going on in the church. On Tuesday morning they had this Elderly Meeting, i think they probably had lots of fun. Then in the afternoon, we have got preaching challenge, testimony challenge and dancing competition. Everything is already final. Ha ha. So kinda nervous and exciting. Ha ha. At night they have got singing competition but i didnt go see i only go in the afternoon and went out with my friends at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now wednesday, i woke up so early and makes me feel so sleepy la. Lol. Well, It was Kuching City Harvest Family and Sports day, my mom's cell group and other adult cell group set up food stall and all sorts. And for the youth the sports are the EMERGE Youth Conference 2006's event. Yes, i did join, i was in for the Ping Pong(table tennis), i was a judge for the badminton competition. It was so fun. But that Ryan is so pity that he hurt his foot cause the sport shoes he was wearing were so small. Lol. But i think is because of his toe nail, it was so damn long la. Lol. Hm. I only lost to a girl name Vanessa two points. Well, i made myself lost i think. Lol. I was too nervouse and there was a few times that i shouldnt have hit the ball cause that was out ball and damn it i hit them and i lost point. So Sad. Lol. But never mind la. As long as everyone is happy. I am happy that i still kind of remember how to play Ping Pong. Last time, i used to go for Ping Pong training with my cousin who is now in China. Lol. Not to train Ping Pong but his father worked there. :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left in the noon cause i cannot stand the heat in the stadium. Oh ya, forgot to mention that the stadium is so big. And my friend's parents own it. It was Dewan Kota Sentosa. The stadium has got 31 badminton court and a Table tennis room with a few tables inside, then a few futsal court too. After i went home and took bath. Phew....... Relieve, man. Lol. Then went to Jee Kwong to check my eyes. Then home again to accompany my mom for dinner then la, i went out with darling. Lol. Actually wanted to watch movie but lazy so didnt watch lo. Then go eat then go walk around and wander around with the car around the town then home i go. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people are sick la. I got four darlings, two are down with sickness and two till ok. I am half sick too, but i am still strong enough to work and sit here blogging the two who are down are now currently at home resting. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that both my darlings recover soon, they are Ryan and Anson. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna post up the Family Day and Sports day picture when i get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muacks to God. and Muacks to Everyone too. Lol. :0)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-2621275685357775061?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2621275685357775061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=2621275685357775061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/2621275685357775061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/2621275685357775061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/10/kuching-city-harvests-family-day-and.html' title='Kuching City Harvest&apos;s Family Day And Sports Day'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-8642126517471623701</id><published>2006-10-22T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T10:40:58.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rev. Peter Chu</title><content type='html'>Rev. Peter Chu is from Taiwan. He came to my church to spread gospel, he was at my church last night and this morning. Well, he is good in doing healing, things he spoke about is easy to understand and humerous. Not boring at all. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw him doing the feeling with my own eyes. There is this ah ma's fingers, she feels that her finger is so stiff. Then you know what after the pastor prayed for her, she can move her fingers freely. It was so amazing. Yes, thank God. Hm. What the Rev. talk about makes me feel so touch. We shall have faith in God, in ourselves, in people in things. And we shall also let the faith in us grow. Well, i just love his talk. Hi hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much going on la. I am ot working today and Ryan coming back tonight. And i havent take breaky yet. Anyone wants to buy me breaky?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-8642126517471623701?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8642126517471623701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=8642126517471623701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/8642126517471623701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/8642126517471623701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/10/rev-peter-chu.html' title='Rev. Peter Chu'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-428483073670375820</id><published>2006-10-20T16:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T16:50:23.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel TIRED</title><content type='html'>Lots of things to do in office these few days. I proposed something to my lady boss just now, but haven't know the result yet but may god bless me. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. Gonna have a boring night tonight. Gonna spend my night sleeping away, feel so tired. Hi hi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-428483073670375820?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/428483073670375820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=428483073670375820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/428483073670375820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/428483073670375820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/10/feel-tired.html' title='Feel TIRED'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-7530271383409206713</id><published>2006-10-19T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T17:08:44.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He is always travelling</title><content type='html'>Stupid Ryan is going to travel again tomorrow and leave me here. ALONE. F him la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is now at somewhere disturbing girls. I am not jealous but why he can do it and i cannot le? I also wanna fool around already. Hate him.  Ha ha. I also dont know la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing i know is that i dont trust guys 100 percent and i dont think he trust me 100 percent too. Cause he checked on me. Recently he is the one that keep deleting his message. I also dont know why but i suspect something is up la. Well, actually i dont really expect him to be 100 percent loyal but if i find out him to be unloyal then there will be only one sentence to him. It's bye bye. Ha ha. I am not lady that can be fool. k? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College, the coming semester havent start yet it is starting next week but i am waiting for it like crazy, i dont know why, when there is class i will hate it but when there is no. I miss it. Yes i know i am weird but what to do? I am born with this unstable mind and feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Ryan actually had an big argue yesterday, he said that my heart is so uncertain about things i want. Well, i think that he should balanced out in all the things. Ok la, guys out there is it hard for you to say something sweet to your girl friend like every night before you go to bed, just when you wanna say bye bye to the tiring day? He say cannot. That's all for the answer, i am really sad for that lo. Everytime whenever we argue about that he will be saying that he wanna quit his job if i think that he dont have time for me. It is not that i think that he doesnt have time for me, i just want him to make me feel warmth. I always try to message him something sweet whenever he is tired but what i get? I get nothing.  Well, sometimes no matter how tired i am i still message him something sweet, i still sacrifice my time to talk to him on the phone and bla bla bla. All he says is that he cannot do that for me. How i feel? Well, the only thing i wanna say here is that all the guys are the same when they are tackling you and wanting to win your heart they will do the best and make you feel touch. When you are together, ha ha. You are the one who need to win their heart and tolerate them. Sigh. What kind of world is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i am feeling so tired, i miss my bed at home but need to go for Bible study tonight. Hi hi. Well, i really am tired but what can i do? This is my life. Right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-7530271383409206713?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7530271383409206713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=7530271383409206713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7530271383409206713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7530271383409206713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/10/he-is-always-travelling.html' title='He is always travelling'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-8081542759469154299</id><published>2006-10-18T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T16:54:09.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The recovery of The Sarawak Ckub</title><content type='html'>Why when The Sarawak Club got burn down everyone was posting about it and now when they are having this restaurant and temporary gym, library and office but no one is blogging about it. Lol. Sometimes, human being are really weird la. Rather spread all the bad news around and hide all the good news. So weird la. Yeah, i had blog about the family day there but i didnt blog anything about the restaurant gym and office. :(  Lol.  Ok la. That's all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to post using Micrsoft Word which link to the Blogger but i dont think it is link to the Beta Blogger. So sad. So i gonna copy and paste all the things i have typed just now. Hi hi. My post is short but i am lazy to retype. Forgive my laziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;I already enrolled for my coming semester’s subject. Taking two this semester, u settled all the course payment already. Feels good, if the college does any faulty towards me and see what I will do to them. Hiaks hiaks hiaks. Yes, I am mean, but they are mean to me first. If not I wont be so mean one. Lol. Hm. Since I am here blogging already this coming 24&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; and 25&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; has got a lot of activity going on at my church. Come to my church if you want to. Ha ha. Nothing much happen, but keep quarrelling with Ryan. Don’t know why too. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Got to go. Have to check whether someone pengsan.  Gotta call ambulance for him. Lol. Joking. Ha ha. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-8081542759469154299?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8081542759469154299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=8081542759469154299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/8081542759469154299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/8081542759469154299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/10/recovery-of-sarawak-ckub.html' title='The recovery of The Sarawak Ckub'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-7657425551682959191</id><published>2006-10-16T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T12:17:16.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave or stay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What shall i do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leave you and let you be with the job you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Or Tolerate myself and lie to myself and let him do what he like while i am still with him and i suffer? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I dont wanna suffer. Help me to choose, stay or leave? I wanna leave far far away. God Please Grant me my wish. Please God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-7657425551682959191?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7657425551682959191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=7657425551682959191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7657425551682959191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7657425551682959191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/10/leave-or-stay.html' title='Leave or stay?'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-7109924328650366376</id><published>2006-10-15T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T09:00:27.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two face heart</title><content type='html'>We normally says that people are two head snakes but i dont think so. From the episodes series i watched recently, it seems like people are two face heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that it really fits how i feel. Well, have you ever really be who you wanna be? When we are still lil we dream to be the princess in the castle? But when we grow a bit older and have a bit of peer pressure, who do you wanna be? Some people just wanna be like there friends, be the study nerd or with the cool bengies that wasted all their times on the street*no offence, k? , or you wanna be some good obedient baby that listen to what the parents say no matter right or wrongm or whether you like it or not and never stand up for your own? For me myself, i dont really know what kind of person i want to be too. I wanna be ffff rich but like a friend of mine blog in his blog he says that rich could not bring happiness too. Well, what does he mean by that, ok la, remember "I am not stupid 2". I think he meant something like that, the parents and working hard to earn money but forgotten how to love their children with their heart but not cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to the drama i watched, i cannot tell you all, but i can tell you a bit, cause i havent finish watching it but i wants to blog about the feeling i am having now.&lt;br /&gt;The story is about a pair of twins, one is quiet, and one is open. Everyone thought that the quiet one is a real good girl that will never try to do anything which is not beyond our expectation. But that is what she has done, she did things that which is totally not her when she is not in front of her parents. I believe that there is this kind of teenagers out there too. Right? Well, till today i still dont really understand why parents always like to control their teenagers like hell. Dont they know that we will only grow when we face the problems personally. And dont they know that they are not perfect too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, let me tell you the name of the twins the quiet one name jing and the more open one name zhen. Well, Jing actually died in the second or third episode of the movie and everyone thought that their chemistry teacher kill her to revenge. The chemistry teacher, Ren You was fired cause he wanted to have sex with Zhen and they considered it as a rape. Well, the head mistress of the school is the twin's mother. Hm. Then lots of things happen in between then when it is almost the end of the drama they found a diary of Jing and realize that Jing is not that innocent like that think. Jing is a girl who thinks that she is not love by her parents and her sister always take her toys away from her. And what Jing want is also revenge, Jing and a guy name Jia Wei are actually couple and they planned to set up Zhen to be in the prostitution line too. In the process, Jia Wei fell in love with Zhen and makes Jing mad again. It cause Jing to have more things done. And oh ya, not to forget that the drama consists of something about internet too. They have a chart board where those student who hate the school can complain and revenge there. But the people in the web will never know the identity of the other person. There is this rule that a person make a wish on the chat board and the other make that person's wish come true and the person who make the first person's wish come true will be granted a wish too. Sounds kind off hard to understand right? Hm. Buy the dvd and watch lo. The name is Ai Sa 17. I bought it from Jalan Song. Ha ha. I think you guys know where i mean right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i think that when someone has gone quiet and dont talk much to people around them, their world are full of the word ' HATE' and 'REVENGE'. Well, this is what i think only la, i dont know how true it is la. Hm, sometimes i think that the quiet one are usually the one who can kill people. In Hong Kong movies all the killers are the cool ones and quiet ones right? I think that is the reality. In my opinion, the more a person can hide their feelings they are the one who is the most dangerous one cause no one knows how they feel and think and want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The post has been updated cause last night i was so sleepy then cannot write all the things i wanna write here. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a question in my heart too. Who i wanna be? How i wanna be like? Am i really the tame shark or am i the wild shark? Hm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-7109924328650366376?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7109924328650366376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=7109924328650366376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7109924328650366376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/7109924328650366376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/10/two-face-heart.html' title='Two face heart'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-116072677374431179</id><published>2006-10-13T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T16:18:37.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid blogger</title><content type='html'>I am here to announce blogger is stupid, is dumb is...... I dont what to say anymore just so piss of with blogger. I did blog but but but the stupid blogger deleted it. I think. I also dont know la. But i dont really know how to use xanga or any other thing. Think that i am stupid. K. Go ahead. I dont care. Cause i am just so angry now... Br...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K la.. Tell you about what's on for the past few days when i didnt blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom went to Sibu on the 5th October. Hm. She went with my aunt. So i have to makan grass la but instead of makan grass i cook myself. I cooked spaghetti, the spaghetti i am selling. The spaghetti is ok ok only but the quality of fettucine is like Shiatz... Ha ha.. In overall, i cook twice spaghetti and once fettucine. The spaghetti i cook with tuna for the first night, then on sunday afternoon i cooked it with beef for the cell group. Then Saturday afternoon i cook it with Fettucine. Ha ha. Ok la. Tell you guys one secret, i spend lots of time with my dear when my mom was away. Well, our relationship is sort of like being objected by my mom. I dont really know the reason but i think it is because my mom is afraid that i will leave her alone when i am close or when i get married. But it is stil far away to go. Right? Dont know la. Dont really understand her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, Happy annivesary 8th month to me and him. Ha ha. The longest lasting relationship for this moment. Ha ha. Well, he has done a lot to make this relationship. Well, especially my stubborness. Ha ha. Thank him. But he is now away to Sibu to do some road show. Well, i am totally not sad. Ha ha. I dont know why. Well, have a lil arguement with him for the past two days but i dont think that will affect us much la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i saw a lot of net friends last few days, first i saw &lt;a href="http://www.jrald.blogspot.com"&gt;gkho&lt;/a&gt;, then &lt;a href="http://www.malice-beckie.blogspot.com"&gt;Beckie&lt;/a&gt; and then &lt;a href="http://www.nottijun.blogspot.com"&gt;faNjuN&lt;/a&gt;. Ha ha. Well, i saw &lt;a href="http://www.jrald.blogspot.com"&gt;gkho&lt;/a&gt; at Jalan Song on Saturday night, i didnt dare to go over cause i shy ma. Ha ha, no la, my main problem is that i wanna greet the wrong person, if greet the wrong person so sia soi la or you greet them and they dont recognize you. And for Beckie i saw her at Lao Lee on Tuesday afternoon i think. Ha ha. And or faNjuN i think i saw her on Tuesday night at Hock Lee. I didnt greet all of them. The reason are as above la. Ha ha. I am a scardy cat. I hate cats can it be poohbear? Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this pooh bear at world of cartoon so cute. And the price is hot too. Well, when you squeeze it, it says: " hello, this is pooh bear from the arc wood." And when you squeeze again, it says: "pooh bear loves you." Squeeze again, it says "this is tummy tummy tummy, it craves for something sweet, something like honey........ Squeeze me again." So cute la. Ha ha. I love it so much. I wanna buy it but guess how much it costs. It is RM 116.,90 la. So sad, sigh... Who wanna buy for me? Ha ha. Blueks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I punished Ronald Ryan Chong Kwang Chiew last night. Just so funny la. Ha ha, anyway i love him. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, my exam is over. Ha ha. And yesterday i am back to work. Ha ha. Ok now tonight there will be testimony challenge for me. So wish me luck la. Hi hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. Dont know what else to write but i know i still got a lot to blog, just dont know what la. Ha ha. Gonna upload video if i can. Hi hi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-116072677374431179?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/116072677374431179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=116072677374431179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/116072677374431179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/116072677374431179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/10/stupid-blogger.html' title='Stupid blogger'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-116044823123558734</id><published>2006-10-10T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T16:18:37.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy</title><content type='html'>Busy with exam now. Blog after my exam.&lt;br /&gt;Got lots to blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-116044823123558734?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/116044823123558734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=116044823123558734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/116044823123558734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/116044823123558734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/10/busy.html' title='Busy'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-115993649253728218</id><published>2006-10-04T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T16:18:37.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sibu</title><content type='html'>Mom is always going to Sibu nowadays, ha ha. I think she is addicted to the place. No la, actually she was born there so she has to go back to see my grand ma. Cause my grand ma is quite old already but thabk god that she lives till today. Ha ha. She will be leaving there tomorrow night. My aunt will be going there too. So that's mean i have to look for my own dinner lo. Sad right?&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Haih. Time for me to kiam pui la. Ha ha. My actually wants to drive to Sibu again on the 20++ of October but i cannot go as i have got preaching challenge and testimony challenge on the 24/10/06. Ya, the challenges for youth conference start already. Ha ha. Hm. Well, nothing much la. Just feel so happy now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-115993649253728218?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/115993649253728218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=115993649253728218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/115993649253728218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/115993649253728218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/10/sibu.html' title='Sibu'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29796795.post-115975691176018307</id><published>2006-10-02T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T16:18:37.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mooncake Festival Celebration in Kuching City Harvest on 30 September 2006</title><content type='html'>Well, my mom flew off to sibu on Saturday morning, so left me alone. I sent my mom to airport at around 5 something then go home online for a while then laze on the bed for a while then came to work. Was so damn busy that morning. Ha ha. That afternoon i was being a good girl and clean my own room but i can tell that it is going to be messy again after a few days. Ha ha. Feel disappointed? Ha ha. Dont be la, i am messy person since i am a lil kid. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Didnt do much at home, was crapping and bitching with mavis. Ya she was there. Ha ha. Then at four something i think. We went to McD to have something then went to pick my Darling's bro and sisters to church. Before we go church have to send Mavis home cause her parents dont allow her to go, her parents are buddhist and she is almost a free twinkle cause she dont really believe in anything. Well, like the bible said i done my part to talking gospel and the rest is in between god and her right? That afternoon my leader called up and told me that my preaching challenge and testimony challenge will be that nigh. I was like *shiatz*, where is my draft for the testimony challenge? Well, i have put lots of efforts into preaching challenge and only put a tiny bit in testimony challenge. Thank GOd that i made through testimony challenge, for preaching challenge i dont know yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to what happen at church that night. Here's the time table:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.15pm-7.45pm ------ Praise &amp;amp; Worship&lt;br /&gt;7.45pm-7.55pm ------ Report of the week&lt;br /&gt;7.55pm-8.05pm ------ Drama (Zig Zigler)&lt;br /&gt;8.05-8.10pm --------- Children Church present dances&lt;br /&gt;8.10pm-8.40pm------- Message from God&lt;br /&gt;8.40pm-8.45pm-------Offering&lt;br /&gt;8.45pm-9.00pm-------Hat Decoration Competition&lt;br /&gt;9.00-9.10pm-----------Singing presentation (Bestfriend)&lt;br /&gt;9.10pm-9.20pm--------Prize Giving&lt;br /&gt;9.20pm-10.00pm-------Games and Food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now let me elaborate everything that happen that night,&lt;br /&gt;The praise and worship was great, i was so high and keep jumping and dancing, woo hooo... Ha&lt;br /&gt;ha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Report of the week got not much to announce just that the evening sunday meeting was canceled i think everyone need a rest too right? Ha ha. Well, most of the time i go to the morning service so it doesnt affect me much but as i was waking up early on saturday morning and sleeping late that night (tell you why later) so when i went to the morning service i was obviously sleepy. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Drama.... Ha ha.. My Erbie Yi Don C present the Drama but it is more like the mix up one cause Tzer Yuan was in it too. The drama is about the story of Zig Ziggler but there is a slight changes. Ha ha. There was two story in the drama actually. Well, the first one is about a toothbrush company going to South Africa to sell toothbrush and there were two salesman. Once they reach there, they were surrounded by a bunch of natives and one of them smell the bad breath and said that they never brush teeth and the toothbrush can never sell then he went directly back to his home town. But the other says that hey, that's and opportunity to do business la. Then that salesman quickly order 50 container of toothbrush from his boss. He taught them how to brush teeth and the end. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;The other story was about two smelly beggers who sings at the road side with *sharp and lousy voice* everyone faint there and only this zig ziggler came to the begger and said that the lady begger has got a nice and sweet voice and bla bla bla and this lady begger believe it and went for lots of contest and end up as a singer.&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha. You know what it means? Encouraging people around you can help them become a better person. Trust me. Everyone need someone to appreciate things they do. That's the lesson i learnt, learn to praise people but not only comment them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presentation from the children church, they dance so well la. All of the are pretty and handsome. They are suoper duper cute. Ha ha. Love them so much. Muacks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message?? I think Pastor is preaching more about the traditional chinese believe and Jesus. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offering? Ha ha. That night was a great night while we were offering the children church dance for us again. They are all so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hat Decoration contest... Ha ha.. Upload the video here tonight. K? I dont have my phone cable with me right now. Hi hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing presentation from Bestfriend(they are Avin and Justin) Ha ha. Not bad. Ha ha. Love them too. Muackss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prize giving time, so excited, Ha ha. Guess who is the winner?? Ha ha. Show you tonight too.&lt;br /&gt;Games and Tea Time.. Ha ha.. I didnt really play and eat cause i have to get ready for both my testimony challenge and preaching challenge. Wanna know what i preach and what is my testimony then ask me where is my church and come and join my church lo. Ha ha. After i done the preaching and testimony challenge send darling's brother and sisters home then i go home too cause too tired and no energy to hang out with my friends anymore. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upload the video for you guys tonight. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S/ Darling is coming back this midnight, so i think i will only see him tomorrow la.&lt;br /&gt;Miss him so much. Keep quarelling with him this few days. I also dont know why? I think maybe i want more attention from him. Well what do i really want? I dont know too. Some one give me the answer, please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29796795-115975691176018307?l=zhangxinyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/feeds/115975691176018307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29796795&amp;postID=115975691176018307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/115975691176018307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29796795/posts/default/115975691176018307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhangxinyee.blogspot.com/2006/10/mooncake-festival-celebration-in.html' title='The Mooncake Festival Celebration in Kuching City Harvest on 30 September 2006'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05438753661155613015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sTNxQ3cBVCg/R7ldEdzRhKI/AAAAAAAACCo/9a1CaSrREgY/S220/DSC04385phone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
