<?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-1746724105533306973</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:46:53.525+08:00</updated><category term='leoidol'/><title type='text'>It's a new chapter.</title><subtitle type='html'>by remmygoh</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>182</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-5532395203042422921</id><published>2012-01-11T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T01:09:11.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's up lately?</title><content type='html'>Well, you must be wondering why I write and publish posts mostly on wednesdays. It's kind of time to burn time. Every Wednesday (Mondays in October &amp;amp; September) since 15 weeks ago, I've been sitting in the hospital for a long time now. It's amazing how time flys. I can't believe myself that I've been already sitting in the hospital for that long. Once a week if I'm lucky, sometimes might shoot to twice a day or 4 times a week. What I've learnt from my experience here? Simple. Keep your body healthy or you will just end up here. I mean not that no one on earth can avoid sickness. But just avoid coming to the hospital that frequent like I do or worse, admitted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the very moment that I came to my head. Yes, life maybe is very fragile. Fragile enough to be taken away just like that. But what about life that is not so fragile and still hanging in there? Those who sleep on the sick bed for weeks some for months or years hoping that one day he/she will heal from their sickness or just simply sleeping there waiting to die. That's the agony faced by most patients. As for my grandma, there's no exception. She is suffering a decease that acquires her to visit the hospital every week and take injection every week. EVERY DAMN WEEK!!! Some weeks before, she needs to take blood test every 2 weeks and now as her blood has become unstable, the test needs to be taken every week without fail. Sometimes, she even need to go for ultrasound. It's an agony siting there for hours no mater I'm at the private hospital or the general hospital. The people, the minimal parking space, it happens in most hospitals here. How bout the patient? Worse. She is facing all the pain. Not forgetting stress and other after effects of the injection intentionally and unintentionally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sad thing that she goes back home everyday sitting in front of a blank tv looking at it for hours or sometimes just stare at the celling for hours pointlessly. We tried to talk her out, Asking her to go on with her life as usual because she can still walk and do lots more just with a lil' fatigue. Which person at your age don't? It's just normal and normal is the subject in most of our conversation to convince her that she is okay. She just wouldn't listen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's worse now is that her body is rejecting the injection. I mean after all the effort everyone put in will be a lost just that and no alternative could be taken at all. Its seriously a disappointment seriously. I mean after so long of blood test, injections, ultra sounds and all the other pills she have to take is for nothing. Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about it. Still waiting now. Not very sure I can join my friends for lunch later because it will be long. And yes!!! SUPER FRIGGING LONG!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, remmygoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-5532395203042422921?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5532395203042422921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-up-lately.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/5532395203042422921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/5532395203042422921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-up-lately.html' title='What&apos;s up lately?'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-2195706445630020367</id><published>2012-01-11T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T00:41:23.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well... this song is quite an old song and plus... a girl song.. but it has meanings to it... this song was actually one of the songs that I used to sing when I go to my friend's house to jam.. It's simple and meaningful and of course not so much about love... In the vid.. there will be off pitch here and there but yeah... have not been practicing lately. anyhow... enjoy and please leave a comment so that I can improve orgive some suggestions of what song to sing and I might post it..=) visit&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/remmygoh"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/remmygoh&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to view my channel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/FkpYjArp0FU/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FkpYjArp0FU?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FkpYjArp0FU?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-2195706445630020367?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2195706445630020367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2012/01/well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/2195706445630020367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/2195706445630020367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2012/01/well.html' title=''/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-7478413564853129172</id><published>2012-01-07T02:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T02:26:43.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Xue Wei!!</title><content type='html'>Sorry guys for my late post... creating this vid is not easy at all... trust me... so, gonna let the vid do all the explaination... ENJOY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/l3YA1x_yRoQ/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l3YA1x_yRoQ?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l3YA1x_yRoQ?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-7478413564853129172?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7478413564853129172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-xue-wei.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/7478413564853129172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/7478413564853129172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-xue-wei.html' title='Happy Birthday Xue Wei!!'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-653430077935384682</id><published>2012-01-05T15:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T15:41:48.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilt</title><content type='html'>Sigh.... Where do I start? This morning... I was sleepng.. Happily dreaming away. List ing to the ringtone ringing and ringing again, one after another. It was just a rhyme in my sleep. I heard it, unconsciously in my dream but never wake up from it. I kinda woke up. Blur. Looked around as usual. The phone rang again.  Picked up. Patrina, my neighbor was talking fast with a shaky and panicky voice. Couldn't catch her quite well. Didn't know what she's trying to tell me. When I come to my senses, I realized she was trying to tell me that my lil princess is stuck in between my gate and crying out of pain and worst of all bleeding. Without much dressing, I went down as quickly as possible. Rush open the door and run my way out of the house seeing her hanging there with blood all over the floor. I was helpless and so sad and guilty when I saw my other neighbors looking at my dog helplessly too. How can everyone on the street know what's going on except me? Because I overslept? I went back in again running into my room to get hold my phone and only realized the numbers of missed call I had and did not work a single thing on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran down trying to look for my vet's number. Couldn't find it and searched over the cabinets in the house to recall the name card given to us before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called mum while helping Snowpuff out of the gate. She was literally hanging in between the hole of my gate. All I can do from then is just  carry her out of it. But she was in so much pain and when she groans I cried a tear deep within. I tried to release her from inside the house. Failed, so I let her go the other way out. Finally she's out. She's still in a lot of pain and loss a whole lot of blood. I left her with Patrina outside and ran upstairs again to my room to change as quickly as possible without my teeth brushed or my hair combed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carry Snowpuff up the car after setting newspapers at the back of my car seat. She's in deep pain. She was licking her legs clean as I drove Patrina and myself to my regular vet. Went in the shop having the fear that the vet is not around. Luckily he's there. I told him that it was an emergency and carried Snowpuff down the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set her on the surgical table and Ben the vet preparing alcohol to wash of her wound. I had to hold on to my dog. Pressing her down looking at her teary eyes telling her it's okay. But I know the pain she's experiencing is great and Ben have no choice but to tranquilize her to ease up the process. He told me that everything is going to be fine and he's going to send her back to my house when everything is done.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides what I was doing, I had to worry about my grandma at the same time as I'm responsible to bring her to the hospital for a thorough blood check. I was so lost and that deep guilt of mine just drove me crazy! I was so helpless. I went home, bath as quickly as possible and get dressed to take my grandma out. Bydaway, my grandma is not staying with me and I had to rush my way there because the appointment is at 11 and yes... 11 was the time I left home to my grandma's place. Before I start the car, Ben called and said Puff is alright. She's still sleeping and it's best to take her home before she wakes up. Yeah. I kinda understand. I want so much for my dog to wake up in my arms. But the situation just forced me not to. After the exit at north south highway. I was going to the direction of the hospital rather than the direction to my grandma's place.  I was lost and sad as I drove. Was blaming myself for everything that had happened.  Was so guilty that my dog bleed because I overslept was so so so damn mad with myself for not picking up the phone or realized all the barking outside my house and loosen Snowpuff before she actually start bleeding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, after a thorough check, no bones are fractured, no major injury to this old stubborn dog of mine. Just a lil tissue tear on one of her hind leg. Blessed? No.... I could stop all of it if I picked up the phone earlier and helped her out of the gate. I didn't. I slept and slept and slept. She was stucked there for almost 45 mins. And it took me less than 5 mins to help her out. If I would helped her out earlier, she wouldn't be in so much pain, no blood would be shed bit however lesson would not be learnt. Two of the very important lesson in her and my life. For her, stop trying her luck and stop being such a stubborn bitch for once. As for me, I learned not to sleep late because of FB games and YouTube and seriously be more responsive to phone calls. What if there's fire, what if there are some other emergency lurking right outside my house and is needed for my help. I can't just sleep there as though nothing happened. I seriously gotta get over myself over this. It's BAD HUGE MISTAKE!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said. Guilty still. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-653430077935384682?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/653430077935384682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2012/01/guilt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/653430077935384682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/653430077935384682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2012/01/guilt.html' title='Guilt'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-2112668244782551707</id><published>2012-01-05T15:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T15:41:58.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The longest ever.</title><content type='html'>Today it's the most pathetic longest period of time I've ever waited for a blood test. It's like gosh.... From 1130 till now... Almost 2.... 2 and a half hours for just taking blood samples? And bydaway... She's has not taken her blood yet. The number displayed on the screen was 4029 when she took her number, The current number is 4068 and my grandma's number is 4084.... WTH??!!! After so long I've waited.... its  just amusing. This doesn't count testing the blood for results.  It's just taking blood samples!!! Gawd!!! I still have to buy her lunch, fetch her home and rush back to see Snowpuff. It's just frustrating! I had to eat breakfast here and grandma too.... She ate only one miserable slice of dry tuna sandwich and I ate waffles. But the only consolation is, the waffles here are AWESOME!! The best so far of the number of waffles I've tasted. It's thick in what's inside and it smells so good!!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-2112668244782551707?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2112668244782551707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2012/01/longest-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/2112668244782551707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/2112668244782551707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2012/01/longest-ever.html' title='The longest ever.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-8643975286405252183</id><published>2012-01-05T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T01:15:36.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This friend of mine</title><content type='html'>Well.... Here's a funny story of this friend of mine. I'm not going to share out who he is BUT those who are close to both him and/or me will somehow figure out a you read your way down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How should I start.... Hmm.... Firstly, friends to me is not just somebody out there who I greet them and wish them on their birthdays or just pretty know on the surface. I do not believe in best friends. However close friend is the one im going with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to this friend of mine. I can't recall how long have I known him... And yeah... It's a guy.... To me, time doesn't matter at all. The time frame friends know each other does not prove a thing at all. It's just how close you were during that short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is special in his way. Who's not? God create every single being in his/her/it 's own way. None is identical to another. None is to posses the same personality and characters as another wholly. He is a friend which I think the most special one. In his own way of course. Not weird, odd or unusual, just special. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is one of the person who fights with me a lot. We share some common and whole lot of difference! Its like mars meets earth. It's more like quarreling with him each and everytime a conversation begins. Why? Haha. I admit it's my fault of triggering his anger hormones to fill up his body an d almost made it burst all the time. I laugh it off but he will be a volcano that is about to explode! Well.... I don't really care. Coz I know that he might e an erupting volcano this minute and be okay the next. That's one of the quality that he posses without realizing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always catch his weakness. Rarely touch on his glorious side. But who don't? Tell me.... I do that to everyone. But this cute friend of mine is a lil to sensitive over things and too many weaknesses to overcome. Time after time I instill friendship in his thick skull telling him I'm telling you this because I care and I want you to change! Wouldn't it be fake if he acts like he don't mind your actions and your character in front of you and backstab you behind your back? I mean I will do that sometimes especially you are a person of no value to me or I barely know you as I have no rights to pass comments. Bro, you have to calm yourself down and listen more. You have to admit one thing. You've been pampered you're whole life and now.... Only now you are experiencing a bit  of work at home. No big deal seriously. Everyone has been doing that for a long time and it's just a starting point for you. It's time for you to take the responsibility and show some love to you're family. They deserve it! There are times where obstacles popped out and you must face it yourself or at least try to encounter the problem before pushing it away to someone else and yes I'm talking about your parents. I know they'll do anything for you. They'll risk it all if they have to. But don't take for granted. They won't be here the rest of your life. They'll need you to take care of them at a point when they are weak and helpless. Ergo, no one is perfect. Even I can't do it by myself. Learn now when time is on your side. Feel the warmness of a smile on someone else's face rather a face of "what?? Again??" tell others, send out a message to the world saying " I can do it! I can do it myself and think of everyone else before me". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is, think! THINK!!! You're a grown man. A man of knowledge and perseverance. Think! Wisdom does not come by yes I know. But you'll have to try. As always, think. God gave us a remarkable mind that can solve from the simplest task to the most complicated one. You seriously have to listen, analyze which is think then only act. At many situations, at many times you failed to do something or even hurt others' feelings as you don't think before you act. I know it's not the same for everyone. But this is a matter of practice. You can do it. You will figure it out sometime. But I seriously hope you'll learn it before you step out of you're comfort zone. We're always here for you accepting your weaknesses bit of course tagged along with some criticism and laughter! But the world outside isn't always like this. It might get you backstab or even getting yourself fired. So whenever you are facing an obstacle, trouble, or even in a decent conversation, think. Think again and again. Its okay if you react slower but correct. No one is to be blamed by replying slow but all to curse if you replied wrongly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post isn't a post to brag how good I am or how excellent I am in advising others. It's just a random post about this friend of mine who I encounter so much that I so call "hate" him in The eyes of others. I dont hate him. If I do, I wouldn't even pass a single comment and leave the person as it is as it doesn't concerns me at all. You... YES YOU!!!! Break your tides and untie knots that you have with me and remind yourself, People who comment of you is because they cared not just to humiliate you or to criticize you!! Open up your eyes and look around. Not many close friends around. They're hard to come by. Treasure them. Complain lesser and appreciate more!=)&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/1746724105533306973-8643975286405252183?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8643975286405252183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-friend-of-mine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8643975286405252183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8643975286405252183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-friend-of-mine.html' title='This friend of mine'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-7576857391153780478</id><published>2011-12-28T02:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T02:41:40.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is An Addiction Alright!</title><content type='html'>This is my second one done late night... short and sweet... It's lame but funny yet meaningful...&lt;br /&gt;Badminton &amp;amp; Friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/nwHk8WjiGKM/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nwHk8WjiGKM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nwHk8WjiGKM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-7576857391153780478?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7576857391153780478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-is-addiction-alright.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/7576857391153780478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/7576857391153780478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-is-addiction-alright.html' title='This Is An Addiction Alright!'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-6694102444382099710</id><published>2011-12-26T14:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T02:41:15.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Jerome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Well this year... it's different... I don't have that feeling at all... maybe Cough and bad flu and some lil' argumant with mum on christmas eve and all the&amp;nbsp;agony driving all the way up and down on NSE... Going to church and celebrating with friends didn't really start up the fire... it's still cold deep inside... Eventhough preparing mum and step dad's present till early morning as early as 6 o'clock gave me a bit of the christmas feel and somehow it just fades.... I just don't know why... I seriously hope that tonight is gonna be a blast as now I'm just chewing the whole beancurd cake by maself in front of the laptop typing aimlessly and lifelessly... sad....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-120152701511989970?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/120152701511989970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/12/not-so-merry-christmas-so-far.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/120152701511989970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/120152701511989970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/12/not-so-merry-christmas-so-far.html' title='Not So Merry Christmas So Far.....'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-5296938466155457958</id><published>2011-12-25T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T14:11:49.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From North to South.</title><content type='html'>This is NO JOKE weyy... from 15 till 24 of December, I've been travelling around&amp;nbsp;Peninsular&amp;nbsp;Malaysia from Penang back to Perak, then to Selangor up to Melaka and then Johor!!!!FUHH!!! It's a really cool experience although driving sucked the most...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Penang was the first destination I went one day after my STPM... The sole reason going Penang yet again is for sightseeing in Penang Hill... and to celebrate Mum's Birthday... It's seriously nice and this is the first time I'm celebrating Mum's Birthday in Penang.... I've never been for a Family trip since I was Trapped and Married to books for STPM... Although this time Jerome could not join us and missed all the fun... haha... sorry to say... I ENJOYED IT A LOT!!! hah.. It's the best Penang trip so far as this time no one is there to irritate each other since GPS solved all the problems and plus... the most talkative commentator is having soar throat... So.... less voice... less&amp;nbsp;argument... plus, this trip covers quite many interesting spots in Penang rather than just shopping complexes... Nevertheless... food is always there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Back to Ipoh.... well my NS friends are coming down for Kok's wedding... YUP... you've heard me right... wedding... who would ever thought of a 19 year old getting married at this time... But glad that he got married and somehow just glue us back together... Some i've never seen them since I left camp and it's AWESOME to meet up with all of them.... the BEST is they are crashing at your place for like 3 nights!!!! so we kinda toured around Perak... seriously nothing interesting at all.... We went to Kellie's Castle and a few caves/temples on the first day and then went to Chemor waterfall.... later on to Kok's wedding which is in Kuala Kangsar... drove Sin Nean and Ah Boy back to Kampar then only back to Ipoh... siao weyy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; The next day... packed and ready for Selangor. drop off B Huey, Jenny and Dom to Kepong Central and went straight to Selayang where my aunt stays. We went for dinner and supper... there... another day is over... Whon would ever thought that I can actually meet up with those who I missed the most in camp... Mel and Shirleen... haha... It's a surprise to me that I can actually catch up with them so unexpectedly. chatted and jalan jalan.... one day gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Melaka... our next destination.... was kinda planned to stay longer but no can do... hafta go Johor the next day to meet up with Jerome. Normal things we did there... jalan jalan in Jonker's... didn't get good food but seriously good revenue during shopping!!! got clothes, a pair of shoes and local handy crafts. Went to this famous restaurants.... gosh... the LINE... disaster!!! superb long!!!! We've waited for an hour or so just to indulge Satay Celup for like 20 mins... haha.... Mum said it's worth the waiting... Berbaloi jugak lah...&lt;br /&gt;\&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Finally.... the last Destination... UTHM Johor.... Jerome... got so much thinner... so brought him to the nearest and only Domino's for lunch with his roomates.... can see that he really enjoyed campus life and soon... MEEE!!!! haha.... oh gosh... his dorm...STINKS!!! and messy... wonder how they can tahan so long in it.... for Jerome... No problem lah... he's use to it... LOL....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Well... that's about it... not gonna write much as it's a summary for the whole trip... will post more on each and every trip later when time allows me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,remmygoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-5296938466155457958?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5296938466155457958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/12/from-north-to-south.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/5296938466155457958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/5296938466155457958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/12/from-north-to-south.html' title='From North to South.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-3735273204161183411</id><published>2011-12-10T02:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T02:39:09.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addiction.</title><content type='html'>Everyone on this earth has their own addiction....addiction to food, a thing (eg: bed), hobby, games, an activity and that's just to name a few.... Well... there was this game played by most of my friends and GOSH!!! they talk about it almost everyday they see each other LITERALLY!!!!! It's an addiction and obsession towards the game.... Mousehunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yNbo8Mrip0o/TuJInGpa6UI/AAAAAAAAAS4/qgn-MEeAWBM/s1600/Mousehunt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yNbo8Mrip0o/TuJInGpa6UI/AAAAAAAAAS4/qgn-MEeAWBM/s320/Mousehunt.jpg" width="277" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;It's kinda lame.... there's no sound, no animation towards what you're doing, lame by how it sounds...Mouse+hunt.... and all you do is click the horn to catch a mouse.... and it's for every 15 mins!!!! when I first look at the traps... I was like.... WTF?????!!! mouse traps are normally metal cages with springs and stuff... but this???? with lasers, attractive candle light dinner table with a cheese.... I was like... =.= REALLY???!!!!! haha... since when mouse have such a pride in having their meals.... I use to use bread to catch real mouse at home... but this is way too much.... using different cheese and charms... GOSH... the more I type the lamer it gets....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Now comes to the interesting part.... how I actually got addicted to this LAME GAME I was teasing about all along....Now this is what I call the power of PEER PRESSURE.... seriously... the more they talked about it the more I want to play rather than the more I get sick over it...(seriously wonder why...) I was telling myself start the game once you're exam is over... blablabla..... and then a few days back I saw Wern Jun's laptop with that game on his screen.... from that moment itself... "why not I just start now".... then HABISLAH~ that silly and simple minded game can really trap someone.... not the mouse.... the 15 min horn is the worst TRAP!!!!! you will tell yourself... it's just 15 minutes mah... horn lah.... then the next and the next... the more you horn the more you catch.... and it's gonna be a never ending story....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; The mice get more and more interesting... it's look and stuff seriously creative.... (that's the main reason I joined the game) the mouse have different names, different look.... It's pure creativity and innovation!!! mouse with wings, mouse who stands and wear awesome outfits... mouse with horns and etc.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Anyway... WHO CARES...... exam is always over... clicking the mouse (desktop one) every 15 min is &amp;nbsp;never gonna be a problem now... in fact I'm doing it right now... I still have 9 months plus to enjoy all this.... It's lame and I know it.... but IT'S NICE WHEN YOU PLAY IT.... wait till a day I'm sick of it, another will pop out....hehe^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;peace out, remmygoh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-3735273204161183411?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3735273204161183411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/12/addiction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/3735273204161183411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/3735273204161183411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/12/addiction.html' title='Addiction.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yNbo8Mrip0o/TuJInGpa6UI/AAAAAAAAAS4/qgn-MEeAWBM/s72-c/Mousehunt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-8344842401121309718</id><published>2011-12-07T04:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T04:41:02.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Fair.</title><content type='html'>What is fair to you?? is fair getting what others get or getting what you want out of what you've done?? Well... to most people it's getting what others get. It's most likely out of comparison... We felt unfair because we compare with others. HOW?? simple... one gets more you get lesser... worse come to worst... one get everything, you get NONE. It's very bad to compare... as no GOD create 2 beings of the same kind, same character, from head to toe... It's scary right if one day you see another you on the street right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Why are we always craving for what's fair and what's not? Why not we just sit down and think what should I do in order to get what's FAIR for me?? nothing in this world comes free... things, shelter, food... you name it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Today, one of my friend complained to me what's not fair in his family..(not giving details tho~) well, It's not healthy to complain about this especially in a household. What's fair and what's not?? BULLSHIT! in a family, everything is done out of love! if you wanna talk about fair, why don't you see your mum pushing the heaviest duty of pregnancy and your dad pushing all the hardwork and work to your mum?? It's as simple as that... Once LOVE come into the picture.. no body bother what's fair... It doesn't even appear in their mind at all. everything said and done is out of LOVE!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I always have his in mind, Family members are GOD ordained. nobody can ever tell that the formation of the family is wrong or saying that that family should not be together... who would ever know anything and EVERYTHING better than HIM??? If you are saying that your mum cast you out of the family which she never did, that's you're FAULT!!! No mothers give birth to a child that she had bared for 9 months just to cast him/her out... (in general) So stop complaining what's not fair to you!!!! Go home and give your parents a hug or just simply talk to them and enjoy every moment you have with them. Its never too late... It's never too early too! you will not realise speaking to them more can move your relationship closer as you were meant for each other.You are meant to be what people call a &amp;nbsp;F &amp;nbsp;A &amp;nbsp;M &amp;nbsp;I &amp;nbsp;L &amp;nbsp;Y &amp;nbsp;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KPDpvQePBgo/Tt59TWQD1oI/AAAAAAAAASw/zjd0F3byiT4/s1600/DSC08279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KPDpvQePBgo/Tt59TWQD1oI/AAAAAAAAASw/zjd0F3byiT4/s400/DSC08279.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-8344842401121309718?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8344842401121309718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/12/being-fair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8344842401121309718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8344842401121309718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/12/being-fair.html' title='Being Fair.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KPDpvQePBgo/Tt59TWQD1oI/AAAAAAAAASw/zjd0F3byiT4/s72-c/DSC08279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-7430098869284773131</id><published>2011-12-06T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T18:11:53.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S DOOMED!!!!</title><content type='html'>sigh... my day was bad enough facing my worst enemy... MATHS... I really hate maths a lot... SERIOUSLY.... and come to think of it... I put the most effort in it.... This is the worst experience EVA!!!!! there were UPS and DOWNS throughout my STPM... but THIS???!!! It's too much for me to handle... It's SO DAMN HARD that I left 5 empty questions and the rest are mostly UNCERTAIN!!! Gosh.. wonder how my MATH 2 would be... I was sweating throughout the exam and trying to tell myself it's okay... move on to the next question.... ya know what to do.... then till the next question then i tell myself the same thing to calm myself down... the the following question... I should have start off with the easier ones but who knew that the easier ones were at the back??? 12 HORRIBLE QUESTIONS and # LONG HOURS just so as MATHS is over... longest 3 HOURS EVA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Came out of the exam hall... Saw my pathetic face in everyones' faces... all say... HARD.... even the bright ones.... Is it a God's message telling me to MOVE on...??? and telling me that everything is going to be fine?? I really hope so!! The more I hope for an easier paper for MATHS 2.... this can't happen anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE..... I NEED YOU FREEDOM AND HOLIDAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-7430098869284773131?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7430098869284773131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-doomed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/7430098869284773131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/7430098869284773131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-doomed.html' title='IT&apos;S DOOMED!!!!'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-7749702383917607900</id><published>2011-12-06T02:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T02:50:50.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOSH... its been LOOOONG!</title><content type='html'>It's been very very long since I blog... since my stupid app in my iPod crashed! &amp;nbsp;Well, there/s been so much things to say and to share during this period of time... but I'm just too tired to remember and to type it out again.. It's pretty&amp;nbsp;ridiculous&amp;nbsp;trying to recall and to type every single thing out...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Life??? Great so far I Guess... Got a lot of new stuff recently...(will not mention... later say I'm here to boast... haha) and loads of new experiences! One of the GREATEST ENEMY in life has come to battle with me... STPM.... It's a disaster!!! seriously!!! I can't take it any longer... It's just so hard and so damn long to pass it... SIGH~ this is my final 3rd paper... yeah... few hours more till exam... and it's the worst paper of all... MATHEMATICS!!! I really hate it!! spend quite some tome in it compared to other subs... but it's just fruitless... Thought I can spend more for it these few days... what I've spent more is on new apps and new games... SICK LAH WEYY!!! I hope I don't get addicted so fast seriously... I just hope Maths is over so that my horror is over too!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://www.facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-7749702383917607900?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7749702383917607900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/12/gosh-its-been-loooog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/7749702383917607900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/7749702383917607900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/12/gosh-its-been-loooog.html' title='GOSH... its been LOOOONG!'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-8090559023670351264</id><published>2011-10-14T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T13:26:09.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What God had Blessed me.</title><content type='html'>This is my 19th year blowing candles of my cake. It's still a big day for me tho. Never thought of just letting one year pass by just like that. It's important for me. This year... It's half a surprise I guess. I was rather confused by the actions of my friend. I saw wei Lun going up and down the class asking for money and his SGness (FYI: SG=Sam Gup) blow part of the secret away. I did not want &lt;br /&gt;to break the surprise. So I continue act that I don't know anything. Came to Wai Wei pulak. She came lighted the candles on two Wu Guai Pao (direct translation: tortoise Pao). I blowed the candles and ate the Pao. One was nice with kaya paste and another was HORRIBLE! it's so soggy and tasteless. I force every bit down my throat becoz it's a replacement for my Bday cake. I finally managed to finish it and then next surprise came. It's in 1st Mah Pou. I saw the secret Recipe cake coming in. One Slice of strawberry marshmallow cheese cake. It's nice. But Wei Lun..." I still like chocolate cake better:)" and there i was confused. That's it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Satisfied Wai Wei and Wei Lun?? Got me all cheated!! Actually since I noticed Wei Lun acting weird collecting money in class, I told myself that I'm not going to think further. Not going to guess because it's just going to break every surprise. So I just keep my mind clear and simple. And so I was!;) thank you everyone for attending and playing along in fooling me and especially Wei Lun and Wai Wei for making this event a BLAST!! thank you!!!!:')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the day comes... I was blessed with presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/13/4362.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/13/s_4362.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/13/4363.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/13/s_4363.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/13/4365.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/13/s_4365.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/13/4366.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/13/s_4366.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/13/4367.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/13/s_4367.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/13/4368.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/13/s_4368.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A t-shirt of my favorite brand... Soda...they must have senyap senyap went Jusco to get this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/13/4369.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/13/s_4369.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I always wear when I go out.... (I remembered Sia Ping asked me before "hey, you always take Deodorant one ah??) it's Playboy Deodorant spray and a bottle of EDT!!!! love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/13/4370.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/13/s_4370.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Special delivery"... Guess what's inside??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/13/4371.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/13/s_4371.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a box of rockies!!! And guess what's inside of one if them??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/13/4372.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/13/s_4372.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I want and needed badly. A wallet. My previous wallet was a gift too 2 years ago from my form 5 Heng Dai. And its really worn out. Thanks to Jerome and Wai wei and Yit Wei for acting and keeping me impatient for the present...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most important of all. I was blessed with family members and friends. I love you guys and thank you very much!!!!:')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-8090559023670351264?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8090559023670351264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-god-had-blessed-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8090559023670351264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8090559023670351264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-god-had-blessed-me.html' title='What God had Blessed me.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-2683666090961543068</id><published>2011-10-14T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T13:21:32.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My day has come!</title><content type='html'>8th Oct&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is almost setting. Nothing special going on anywhere. Still the same. Jackson texted me earlier asking me out. I've agreed. Were expecting something else actually. Something more. Perhaps from someone else. So I asked him. "What time is the event?". He answered 7. I quickly agreed and then mum suggested me going to the optics to make a new pair of glasses. So then I told Jackson pick me up at 7.30. He said okay. So I was thinking a small group for yum cha only. Went to the optics and it took me so long to choose the frame and to test my eye. And I postpone again to 8. Again he said yes. Then I assured myself is a small group. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came and I hop on the car. Went along with Jackson without asking where to coz I don't want to break the surprise. The direction seemed to be very familiar. Nearing the restaurant, Jackson asked me "do you know where I'm taking you?" I've made a quick and affirmed guess. "Folie-Folie lu...." to his surprise, I answered it correctly. So he drove me in the parking area. Instead of helping Jackson finding a parking place, all the other cars caught my eye. I saw soon Ginn's car, then Chee Yan's car then Chun Sing's car. I was expecting a kinda big group. But still confused. Finally arrived and I was searching for that group of people. I was buzy looking from left to right to search for them and to my surprise a table for 10 stood up and started to sing happy birthday along with the singer in the bar. Then the table beside them stood up and it's another table with more than 10 people singing. All together about 25 including me came. I was stunned and touched. Faces that I've never expect to see is there! Gosh!!!! This is the list of people who came to celebrate my birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;Jackson &lt;br /&gt;Wei Lun&lt;br /&gt;Soon Ginn&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Weng&lt;br /&gt;Chee Yan&lt;br /&gt;Chun Sing&lt;br /&gt;Eugene&lt;br /&gt;Kam Chong&lt;br /&gt;Jia Chun&lt;br /&gt;Jin Hui&lt;br /&gt;Andrew&lt;br /&gt;Marcus&lt;br /&gt;Derick&lt;br /&gt;S'ng&lt;br /&gt;Kok Chung&lt;br /&gt;Kah Weng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wai Wei &lt;br /&gt;Yit Wei&lt;br /&gt;Sia Ping&lt;br /&gt;Xue Wei&lt;br /&gt;Pui Yieu&lt;br /&gt;Joyce&lt;br /&gt;Mei Shing&lt;br /&gt;Vivian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I wish I didn't leave out anyone coz seriously a lot of people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/13/4313.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/13/s_4313.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/10/many-more.html' title='Many more....'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-5373348516670149206</id><published>2011-10-12T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T14:20:02.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell my dear friends!</title><content type='html'>1st Oct&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uniforms hanged in my closet has almost reach it's limit. Same goes to my name tags, badges, and my white pants. No longer gonna wear them soon. Happy that university is like a bright shining light peeping out from the door's opening that awaits me. Sad that I'm no longer going back to Anderson. Even that uniform looked like crap and it's hideous, but that experience in class no matter how hot is it, the long assembly that cramp everyone's leg and the disgusting toilet will soon leave me. It's been with me since 7years. But yeah... Move on. Leave and go further. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the event. Hmm. I presume that the setting is better than last year because of the personal touch that the lower 6 added in. It's nice. Plausible! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/4574.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_4574.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/4575.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_4575.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/4577.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_4577.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/4578.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_4578.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then food... Not good at all (not just me!) that's why I didn't take any pictures of them. Not attractive both the looks and the taste! Activities... Erm.... Quite boring... But guess who light up the stage??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/4579.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_4579.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='187' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/4580.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_4580.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='187' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/4583.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_4583.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='187' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/4586.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_4586.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='187' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Wei Lun and Li Heng!!! Isn't that awesome by the sound of it?? Haha!!! It's hilarious and they loose!!!! Hahahahhaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. What else? Oh yeah! I've performed. I volunteered this time. Simply because the teachers are more enthusiastic than me in this event than the form sixers. So I really have to thank them for all their efforts in teaching and guiding us. Thank you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/4587.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_4587.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='187' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/4588.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_4588.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='187' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least. It's Soon Sing's 20th Bday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/4589.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_4589.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='187' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/4590.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_4590.jpg' border='0' width='187' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some portraits of that day's Mr. Handsome and Ms. Beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/4591.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_4591.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/4599.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_4599.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/4600.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_4600.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='187' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/4601.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_4601.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/4602.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_4602.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/4603.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_4603.jpg' border='0' width='187' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell my dear friends!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-5373348516670149206?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-5908128968252808876</id><published>2011-09-28T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T15:33:30.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back and gone</title><content type='html'>Jerome.... Again.... This is the first time I'm talking about him twice in a week. Haha. Not a very interesting topic. But I'll proceed. Well, he came back for a short break and to pack things that he missed the last time my mum sent him there. My first look at him was.... OH GOSH??!!!! is that him?? His hair... "THE HORROR!!" haha. It's worst than the last hairstyle. The last was a disaster and now is total catastrophe! Haha... With his haggard shirt with his bags, he looks like a tall mid school boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is still the same. After all it's just 3 weeks he is at the U. No big deal. Not much changes either. He stayed and chatted after we fetched him back from the bus station and off he go to Mable's place. But luckily he did spend some time with us and my grandma. That's all we've asked for and felt contented! Can't wait for my turn to be in the U! I just hope that he'll be alright over there.... Don't miss me!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-5908128968252808876?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5908128968252808876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/09/back-and-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/5908128968252808876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/5908128968252808876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/09/back-and-gone.html' title='Back and gone'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-152912729742163740</id><published>2011-09-24T12:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T13:00:57.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you have to come now??</title><content type='html'>My trials just finished. But the real deal is just 2months away. It's just lurking at the corner of the calendar to kill all form 6 students. Soon.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this very moment, things that of my interest came up. Shows.... Sam asked me to perform for his orientation night. I said yes... Then comes to Jason asking me to perform the Leo Anniversary. Accepted and performed. Sigh... Then comes all the farewell dinners and parties. From librarian to six form to music club to what else?? Even red crescent? Not to mention I'm going broke I'll die from entertainment. I'm like a fur. One blow and off I go fa r from my track. But the devil side of me tells me that this is your last year for school. The other side tells me... "gosh... Exams..." ottokajyo?? What should I do?? Haha... So I'm going with I'll cope with both... You think I can? Think again. I'm not certain myself... X~x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-152912729742163740?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/152912729742163740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/09/do-you-have-to-come-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/152912729742163740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/152912729742163740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/09/do-you-have-to-come-now.html' title='Do you have to come now??'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-6724742184518688487</id><published>2011-09-24T12:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T13:00:54.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeromeless...</title><content type='html'>It's Jeromeless now. He's gone finally... Or "Awweee!!!! He's gonnnne....;( I don't know which is best to describe his absence. But certainly I can study better. I always have that mindset to relax wen he's around. I will either go for movies, out to drink or just do something with him as an excuse to avoid my work. But now he's gone... Others remains the same. Nothing's changed much. Anyways, he's been gone for only a week or two. He is seriously a very lucky person. Had my mum and Unc Justin go all the way to Mable's house just to say good bye and had my mum pack everything for him till 1 in the morning where his face was not yet to be seen the day before. Got there and found out that there's tons of stuff that he haven't done. From his PTPTN, to his shirt, pants, postage for God knows what had to be done there where he had all the time here to do it. He didn't even get the green light to register coz of his hair. Sigh... Mum came home with a sad and disappointed face. She was so stressed out. It's supposed to be a happy and jovial moment for parents to send their children to the university and especially for all the sacrifices my mum had made and still making... However. Time fades it all. She is enjoying life with lesser thoughts in her mind. Not that she is not constantly worrying for Jerome but just that her weird mindset tells her that your son is not here anymore, you can relax. For me? I took all the opportunity to take over the room. I've packed up his stuff, cleared out rubbish and turn that ugly, messy, untidy little room into MY ROOM!!!! "devil laugh"!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's coming back today I guess. Gonna give him a surprise. Even printed some photos and framed, oh and his cute little kindergarten graduation picture! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-6724742184518688487?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6724742184518688487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/09/jeromeless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6724742184518688487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6724742184518688487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/09/jeromeless.html' title='Jeromeless...'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-5155185305734356698</id><published>2011-09-24T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T13:00:47.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Months since....</title><content type='html'>Months since I've blogged. There's loads of stuff that happened that I didn't blog... But it's just too many to tell.... Hmmmm.... How should I start? Went Penang yet again to visit my cousin who now is back in Ipoh already, went to KL to visit my uncle and for a last trip with my bro before he leaves for university which he already did and that's during the holidays before my trials which I've already finished! Gosh.... So much to tell seriously. Sigh... I just don't know why I'm just so not in the mood to blog till today. My exams? Excuses I guess. I'm not really into blogging simply because I was lazy to open the app and blog. Instead I've downloaded some new apps that I'm currently obsessed with. I've finally found a game that resembles PVZ. It's call food fight. It's got a new twist to it. Students being the zombies and food stuff you find in the cafeteria is your plants trying to protect the giant sandwich. Lame but okay lah.... It's harder than PVZ coz you need to earn cash to unlock new foodstuff which is the plants and replaying levels doesn't earn you more of it. The worst is... Till a certain level, you can't play anymore. It will ask you to go to iTunes and reset the app again... Crap!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other new games.... Hmmm.... Zombies..... I've downloaded angry zombies, zombie highway and infect 'em all... There are pretty interesting and spent me hours on it. Even got angry when I can't defeat certain level... Worst of all, played and miss sleep and got tired for exams the next day.... Bad Boy!! My results this time should be down in the drain. Sigh.... What to do... Just hope that the drain is not that deep....:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-5155185305734356698?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5155185305734356698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/09/months-since.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/5155185305734356698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/5155185305734356698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/09/months-since.html' title='Months since....'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-2807816039087562777</id><published>2011-08-11T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T13:26:43.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen, Speak.</title><content type='html'>Have you encountered problems that you can't solve especially when you are in it? But do you realize that you can actually solve it when you are sober? We use to tell others comforting words when others are facing troubles. But we never get to solve our own. It's always easy to solve problems for others than to solve ours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, we should not hold back in helping others by listening and saying comforting words to calm oneself down. It's hard when comes to solving our own problems and that's when other people to come and fill us up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has their own problems, big or small. Some may show them, some may not. Some may rage out at that certain time, some might just stumble on it forever. God never promise us good and smooth road ahead of us. In fact throughout my blog you'll see the bittersweet of my life. It's only natural that our life is laid in this matter. Facing and encountering problems is never an easy task. That's when other people come in to brighten up the dull piece of art hanging in our hearts. Sometimes, hearing out a person's heart is good enough even if we can't solve much. When a person pour out, that person would tend to feel relaxed and calmed. That's when he/she can have a clear mind to think of a solution rather than going through the problem with a hard cold heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You may not realize the power of speaking. Our mouth is a wonderful instrument created by God for us to communicate. With just talking, we can pour out our heart felt feelings, and by just speaking to another, one will understand and think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family members, Friends... They don't come by easily. Talk to them. Let them know what you feel in order for them to understand you. And you should also play the part of listening and understanding others. If listening and understanding is mutual, problems and conflicts can be solved faster and easier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-2807816039087562777?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2807816039087562777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/08/listen-speak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/2807816039087562777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/2807816039087562777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/08/listen-speak.html' title='Listen, Speak.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-6693401070944666039</id><published>2011-08-03T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T20:09:36.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An unsatisfied human.</title><content type='html'>Humans, creation of God. Together, mankind is formed. What God provides are abundant. What humans want is way beyond the word "abundant". Greed is a unending "want" in human beings. Humans want everything, literally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's scope it down to me. There are a lot of things in this world that is yet to fulfill and yet to achieve. But I just could not accept the fact that I can't. I really do agree that greed plays a darn important role in my life even with a good teaching, Christian family background. I still have that thirst to "want" more. There's so much in life that I want to achieve and if possible I "want" it now itself. That's a bit, in fact too much to ask. I'm hopping things would turn out the way I wanted-a perfect life without stress and failures, things that I "want" would be fulfilled without cracking my head of how to get it or keep on pondering when I could get it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a nuisance come to think of it. Silly as a human's mind, greedy as a wolf's heart to want every single "perfect" thing in life. Now comes the ugly truth. Nothing comes easy. When you have something, you tend to lose the other. Sometimes, you get nothing. Life puzzled by God is never wrong. But questions above our mind will always question and blame God for it. I always ask myself, or good to say ask God why did he create us to let us suffer on earth for Adam &amp; Eve's fault? I mean you already knows what will happen next, why you still let us make a choice? See..... Humans and their silly little minds thinking so hard for stupid questions like this. It's pathetic, but so true. Everyone questions. Everyone ponders. Everyone doubt. That's why creation and inventions happened. Why a single 1+2 can be complicated to alphabets and symbols. Anyways, why numbers are created in the first place. Questions are good. It serves it purpose but questioning God kills. So... So.... Am I still going to question? Yes! Definitely. One man's dreams and wants cant come true without a question. But always bare in mind that not everything comes our way. We must not dwell in what we don't have but look forward to what we can achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-a story told to remind myself and you not to be so unsatisfied with life.- coz I'm barely coping with it.... Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-6693401070944666039?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6693401070944666039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/08/unsatisfied-human.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6693401070944666039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6693401070944666039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/08/unsatisfied-human.html' title='An unsatisfied human.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-7465198132924020546</id><published>2011-08-02T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T20:09:44.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dissapointing Hardwork.</title><content type='html'>2nd Aug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..... It's a real failure today. I woke up early this morning, having a big plan ahead of me. Preparing breakfast for my close friends in class. It's a privilege for me to prepare breakfast fir them as I always eat theirs. Potato is supposed to be in the menu. But since there's no potatoes in the fridge and I'm damn tired after fetching Jerome  round and round town for his University stuff a day earlier, I've decided to make Half-boiled eggs on Toasted Bread. I've suggested to me in class. She's Surprisingly happy and said yes to anything. But through my observation, she likes it. So there, I've woke up and start preparing. I'm not really good in the kitchen. I'll always take a long time to finish stuff. I made the half boiled eggs twice- once to test(failed) then the second time(success). Proceed... Bath quickly, feed the monster and Snowpuff and rush off to school since mum is tagging along. I told her ill be late if I send her to school before arriving mine. So I've suggested that Jerome to fetch her with the other car. Surprisingly she nodded and agreed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school with my heavy bags and books. Arrived and rush quickly to the class to settle my stuff before I go for the daily assembly. Was very excited for their reaction when they see what I've brought for them. Recess came and so is our breakfast. Opened up and they seemed so surprise and happy. Broke the eggs onto the bread and feast. The eggs was quite nice with it's orangey yoke. My grandma said its good for the brain as it is organic eggs from the farm. They ate and came S'ng to the table to give his salad to us as promised a day ago. We ate both and YW ate too. The salad contain all her enemies -veg, onions, mayonese. It's a wonder that she actually finished it. So then I asked her whats with her facial expression when I said " S'ng, your Salad is very successful coz even YW is eating it" then she told me "I struggled through all of them!!!", as she gave the Tupperware a shook to emphasize it was the "WHOLE" thing. WHOLE means including the eggs. I was a bit pissed at that time. I was trying to salvage the situation and said "what you like then?, I'll prepare for you next time". She quickly responded "no, I don't want! I'll bring my own food next time". That.... Wow!!!! It's like a big rock dropped from the sky and hit me. No appreciation felt and yet a unacceptable comment. Then VV added. Yeah... It's not that nice. Next time don't bring. It is actually an advice but somehow I couldn't except it at that moment. I was speechless since then and regretted bringing breakfast. Before we head to our cars after school ends, MS came in to the class and stepped on me a few times after getting up from that gait rock earlier in by saying "oh! What??!! You ate "COLD HALF BOILED EGGS???!!!" you are going to get a stomach ache!" I can't take it no more and walked away. I don't want to fall more and more after more and more comments from other parties. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt.....&lt;br /&gt;Stupid•regret•sorry•humiliated•angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-7465198132924020546?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7465198132924020546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/08/dissapointing-hardwork.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/7465198132924020546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/7465198132924020546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/08/dissapointing-hardwork.html' title='Dissapointing Hardwork.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-1100185658909818609</id><published>2011-07-19T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T17:08:32.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horror down.... Hope coming!</title><content type='html'>Jerome finally got in to a university in Johor. It's a Honest Degree in Tech Management at University Tun Hussien Onn Malaysia (UTHM). Don't know what's the course about but the good news is, he can finally get to university. Hope that he will be thankful to the Lord for all he has provide for him. Too much mistakes in life God overlooked as his love is unconditional. So please... Work hard!! You can do it. It's my turn next year... Creeps me out. But it's gonna be fine I guess... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-1100185658909818609?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1100185658909818609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/07/horror-down-hope-coming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/1100185658909818609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/1100185658909818609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/07/horror-down-hope-coming.html' title='Horror down.... Hope coming!'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-3958213547197160466</id><published>2011-07-18T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T17:08:38.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not me.</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time I've not met me. I'm mot me for a few weeks ady. I always do things that I thought that would turn out in certain ways just keep disappointing me. How can I change? Thinking of it. I'm a crazy dumb nut trying to chase happiness that is not actually there for me. I always taught I had them. But at times I don't. And its getting more and more frequent. I'm loosing myself all the time. And each time when I need someone by my side to comfort me or reason it out with me I don't. You are the one who understands me the most. How can just "I'm getting older" helps change the fact that you are my mum, my guid, my consultant, my psychiatrist, my friend. Sigh... Guess age changes everything. I wished that I could understand you while hoping that you understands me more for I am still me. This mood swing of mine is getting from bad to worst. Cause? I'm not sure either. I just need someone, anyone beside there to tell me and to comfort me when I'm like that rather than using force against force. That really kills. Hurts deep down. PLEASE HELP ME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-3958213547197160466?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3958213547197160466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-not-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/3958213547197160466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/3958213547197160466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-not-me.html' title='I&amp;#39;m not me.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-6121731052602746186</id><published>2011-07-16T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T12:31:06.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Angelo birthday.</title><content type='html'>Its not Michael's Birthday... It's my friend, S'ng. There's a lot of things that happened between us and him. Truthfully, I've doubted our friendship and I've once dislike you. Luckily, after some time my perception changed. I can say that we are not very close even I know you for a long time. But I really hope to know you better and preserve this friendship forever. Friends don't come by easily. 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border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/07/15/4755.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/07/15/s_4755.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/07/15/4757.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/07/15/s_4757.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/07/15/4758.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/07/15/s_4758.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pizza birthday celebration in Michael Angelo. Enjoyed allot. Ate allot too... Going fat.... Who cares... As long as we're all happy!:) Happy Birthday S'ng!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-6121731052602746186?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6121731052602746186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/07/michael-angelo-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6121731052602746186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6121731052602746186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/07/michael-angelo-birthday.html' title='Michael Angelo birthday.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-7621315388884904102</id><published>2011-07-13T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T14:37:08.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially yours</title><content type='html'>12th July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these years, efforts and hard work have finally laid off my shoulders. It's a bit sad and happy. Happy because I can finally not lay a single hand in it, sad... Simply because my efforts are finally handed to someone's hand. It's my final year here. There are loads of "last year" stuff.... Being a library, wearing school uniform, involve in co-curricular activities, sports day, parents day... And tons more that any student will hate. Come to think of it.... I'm missing it already. It's time to let go and focus 100% on STPM. it's my last hope. This mid term exam is just so so... Actually quite down in it's dumps.... I didn't even reach my minimum target 3.0. I got 2. something ny... Will strive harder for trials... Wish me luck! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-7621315388884904102?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7621315388884904102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/07/officially-yours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/7621315388884904102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/7621315388884904102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/07/officially-yours.html' title='Officially yours'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-9204100236633617455</id><published>2011-07-12T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T19:42:32.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having a good relationship.</title><content type='html'>Recently, I've learned a very important lesson in life. It's really hard to have a good relationship with others. We are never created to be alone. We live in a society where we meet various people with various character. It's hard to gain new relations at times and it's even harder to make relations last and work out. I've learned a lot in school in understanding the opposite gender and to respect them. Sometimes a women's heart is even harder to understand than all the laws of science in total. At least results gain in experiments have a certain pattern if your hypothesis is not wrong. Women, on the other hand are a very extremely special creature that it's so difficult to understand fully whats in their mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other relationship is family. I've always thought I know my family members well and same goes for them. Well it turns out I'm wrong. Sometimes when we are too close we often forget little things that one would mind or one dislikes. Talking among family members were never an issue at home. But somehow at times things ruin with basically... Me.... I hate to admit but it's so true. My problems are always every else's problems. Shyks! Why can't I just keep them a bit longer and not let it out that way. After this experience, telling straight on the face really does work better than thinking that he/she will eventually understand. News flash ~ they won't. I just couldn't except what I've done that day that led to such a havoc at home. Instead of going out with my friends i flare out and created a commotion at home. Regret until now. Even though mum said sweet words like "it's normal that we voice out certain opinions in this way" and "the closer we are, the more friction and fights we will get into". I just don't feel at ease with the things I've done. It's foolish and pointless. Sigh~ just can't forgive myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-9204100236633617455?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/9204100236633617455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/07/having-good-relationship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/9204100236633617455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/9204100236633617455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/07/having-good-relationship.html' title='Having a good relationship.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-5444481754497906343</id><published>2011-07-11T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T19:42:12.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile yet again.</title><content type='html'>It's been so long since I've opened this app to post blogs. Things were going up and down, facing the highs and lows of life. I've always thought that I was happy. Am I? I'm not sure either. What causes it? Loads... Tons... Too much of unsatisfactory in life that I can endure. Flaws are lurking everyday in life and yet this stubborn me is not ready to face it. Nothing in life runs smoothly. God's plans are great for us and yet I still don't trust him. My faith is just not strong enough. It's frustrating looking at problems that are impossible to solve simply because problems encountered my me were just mere issue above others' heads. So what can I do? Finally came to one night everything blast of. I've released them off all at a time. It's definitely a wrong approach. Shouted, fought and cried. All said.... Bruises on my skin may fade but the deep guilt and stupidity felt are still stirring within me. It's hard to face. Depression? Nope I don't think so. But soon I guess. Sigh.... Let's not hope for the worst. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a greatest weakness that I can't seemed to overcome. Perfection. This is the lousiest possession I have in me. Perfection may have serve in some areas but mostly destroying me. Chasing perfection is never a goal set by anyone as we are not God. There's a reason why he is and we are not. But I just can't face failure or flaws. It's as if it never occurred in my dictionary. I just could not face them. A scratch leaves a big mark to me where others are bot even bothered by it. I just want to let go of this in order to see happiness from another prospect. I'm still stuck in the wonderland of mine where I just can't achieve it. I always tell myself "dreams achieved by others are always achievable by me". Too bad it doesn't rhyme that way. I really hope that one day I would go easy on flaws in life and life happy and long. Life really do suck with imperfection. But that's how life it. Live it or suck it! Alright I'm not letting go of perfection, but I will go easy on achieving it. Perfection may be good if it's not excessive. May people around me always remind me how blessed I am and not just looking at the flaws in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-5444481754497906343?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5444481754497906343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/07/it-been-awhile-yet-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/5444481754497906343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/5444481754497906343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/07/it-been-awhile-yet-again.html' title='It&amp;#39;s been awhile yet again.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-1140001723425775863</id><published>2011-06-29T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T14:21:24.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports day</title><content type='html'>Every sports day I'll be either marching, going for emergency stand by, selling stuff or just absent. This year, my very last year joining sports day in Anderson. I was in-charge of emergency stand by and half in-charge of my juniors marching for Librarians. The librarians were very active and self volunteered. This is the first time I see form 6 with this much of enthusiasm all the way. I mean most form 6 would just focus on their studies and who cares about sports day. I'm glad they came and gave their best. The perbarisan started and as well as my duty. Was walking around relaxed with Jackson. We were chatting as we are on the run while others are stationed in a few stations. While walking towards the back of the line, one fainted, we ran there to check out what was going on. It was one of my librarians. I was worried coz he was under me. Honestly speaking, any Tom, Dick and Harry can survive this easy task. I remember my days in NS and during my discipline test in Red Crescent was 10 times worse than this and we had to stand under the hot and blazing sun. To my surprise, more and more fainting in less than an hour under the rising morning sun.  I went over to the librarians and told them to move their toes to prevent them from fainting. Soon after that, a girl from the librarians fainted. Haha... Finally Terry has some use to her presence as the only female on duty. Pn.Anna came along and we instructed her bait how to handle the victim coz we can't attend to a opposite gender. Perbarisan over and we start to recruit younger members from the Perbarisan to the duty hut. With the extra hands, we are more free. Not much problem after that. It's more of small aches and crams ny. A massage of analgesic cream will do. Then in my station, I met this very annoying St. John member. His mouth and hands just couldn't stop. Reminded me of my friend who is also there senior, Jia Chun. He irritated me throughout the whole duty there. Until I couldn't tahan and went over to the Birch hut to show David the latest snsd MV. he was so happy. Haha.. Pity him, the whole world have seen their MV except for this crazy fan here coz his mother forbids him. That's about it... Another sports day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/28/5406.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/28/s_5406.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/28/5407.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/28/s_5407.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/28/5408.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/28/s_5408.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/28/5409.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/28/s_5409.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/28/5410.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/28/s_5410.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/28/5411.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/28/s_5411.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/28/5412.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/28/s_5412.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/28/5413.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/28/s_5413.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/28/5414.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/28/s_5414.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/28/5415.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/28/s_5415.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-1140001723425775863?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1140001723425775863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/06/sports-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/1140001723425775863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/1140001723425775863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/06/sports-day.html' title='Sports day'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-8129678627639819819</id><published>2011-06-21T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T15:53:23.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awaiting Min En!</title><content type='html'>Min En.... When are you coming out?? I can't wait anymore. I'm more anxious than your mum. Your mummy told me that you are very naughty, you don't want to come out yet. Mummy hopes that you will come out naturally. If inducing is necessary, mummy would be in a lot of pain. So "guai guai" come out lah.... Haha. This is the 1st time I'm experiencing this. So excited! Never imagined I'd be that excited going to the gynecologist in the hospital. Out my 6 cousin, this is the 1st one I get to see her being born into this world! It's either they are older than me or they are born in Slangor. Even though is not that fun to have cousin younger than me by 19 years, but I'm happy that I have a younger "sister". All the best to you 小姨! I know its going to be painful and tough, but with God and all your love ones by your side, you'll be just fine!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-8129678627639819819?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8129678627639819819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/06/awaiting-min-en.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8129678627639819819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8129678627639819819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/06/awaiting-min-en.html' title='Awaiting Min En!'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-6275578110833161291</id><published>2011-06-15T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T13:17:14.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointing 4.</title><content type='html'>MUET results are finally out. I told myself is enough. But actually it's not. Sadly I got band 4. At first, my friend checked for me through SMS. I got to know I got 4 even before seeing the slip. I was half hoping it's a good band 4 (marks nearing band 5) and half not. If it's nearing band 5... Then it would be... WHT THE f***??!!! if it's not, then WHT THE??!!! you speak English everyday and all you've got is marks nearing Band 3??!!! No way... Both are killing me. Whats killing me most is to finally open my result slip. Slowly tearing it bits by bits calming myself down telling myself it's a band 4 no matter what marks it is. Finally torn the slip and peeped. ARGHH!!! I'm 5 marks away from a band 5!!! WHAT THE F***!!!! I could not believe it myself. So damn close. ARGH!! what to do... I've got to retake for self satisfaction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after, my teacher asked me to buy the pin and register asap as the closing date is this Friday. There's only 5 of us re-taking the exam. The rest are either satisfied with their results or taking it again next year after STPM. It's true enough that we don't have much time for MUET considering 4 other headaches that is still far from an A. Sigh. I dont care!! I'm taking it no mater what. The sooner the better. No one knows what will happen next. What will happen after STPM. So I really hope God will help me in this decision that I've made. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-6275578110833161291?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6275578110833161291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/06/disappointing-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6275578110833161291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6275578110833161291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/06/disappointing-4.html' title='Disappointing 4.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-8612836260457953197</id><published>2011-06-12T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T15:17:27.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Legs on wheels</title><content type='html'>June 10&lt;br /&gt;History was marked on today. For the very first time I set foot on wheels! I actually skated with roller blades. I remember the first time I tried on one is the one for children with 2 by 2 wheels. This time, I have to balance. Standing up was hard enough. At first, taking one small step was so hard. I didn't imagine the roller blade was that heavy!! Gawd! I haft hold on to the railings harder than focusing on standing. Later I learn how to gain balance. Nice! Soon I got to glide a bit. Sadly I hafta go back. Actually I've waited for almost an hour for the correct size shoes. By the time I put on my roller blades, they have played and sweat like mad. So another hour for them is more than enough. Jia Chun was sitting down there ruthlessly and tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/75.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_75.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/80.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_80.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left, me, Chun Sing, Vivian, ,S'ng and our camera man, Jia Chun. We went on to Next door to have lunch and went home with all the fun and pain and sweat... Hehe... There's always a price to pay besides the RM10 entrance fee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-8612836260457953197?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8612836260457953197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/06/legs-on-wheels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8612836260457953197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8612836260457953197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/06/legs-on-wheels.html' title='Legs on wheels'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-4214715338681203327</id><published>2011-06-11T02:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T15:12:46.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Success!</title><content type='html'>June 9th&lt;br /&gt;It's a great success for my friend, Wei Lun. Everyone looked down on him that he couldn't take this challenge. He did it. HE ACTUALLY SUCCESSFULLY CLIMBED KLEDANG HILL!!!! Bravo! I woke up as early as 6 something to get ready before I head to Ipoh Garden to fetch Wei Lun. We went to the nearest shop that is open this early to get some cookies since Chun Sing told us the very last minute. Went straight on to Menglembu. I hate going there coz its seriously quite far. On the way there, the main road to Menglembu was blocked. I saw Chun Sing leading Chiu Ning there. So we went to through and met a road block. Called Zhi Weng to find an alternative road there. After getting on the right track, Chun Sing and I separated. I went in to Taman Bkt Merah to fetch Zhi Weng while Chun Sing head to Kledang Hill. I head straight to Kledang hill straight after fetching Zhi Weng. Saw Eugene and S'ng's car. Called them and they told us they almost reached the 1st pit stop. Where's CHun Sing?! Called him and he said he lost his way almost to Batu Gajah which is actually two towns away from Kledang Hill... WT?!!! at first he uses hia brother's google map to direct them which in the end got them more lost. Luckily Zhi Weng, the only local there directed them. We reach there an hour late. Start hiking, actually more of walking steep roads ny. We can't hide coz there were children and Wei Lun. So we just followed the tar road. Here are some pics that I've took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/27.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_27.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/28.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_28.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/29.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_29.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/30.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_30.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/31.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_31.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/33.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_33.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/34.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_34.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/36.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_36.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Wei Lun filled with sweat and agony yet so sexy!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/38.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_38.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/39.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_39.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait! There's toilet!! I want to go!" he was having tummy ache. See see he said it was too dirty and didn't manage to release his bombs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Lun's ENEMY. "THE STAIRS".... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/42.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_42.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/44.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_44.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/45.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_45.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/46.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_46.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIV..... FINALLY!! He reached!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/48.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_48.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the scenes caught up here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/49.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_49.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/55.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_55.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/57.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_57.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/58.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_58.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/59.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_59.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/60.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_60.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/61.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_61.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going downhill.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/62.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_62.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. Before that... Let's visit Kasis Fall. It's considered as the 2nd pit stop. The water here is clear, clean and cooling. nice!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/63.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_63.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/66.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_66.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go back. Anyways, I'm very proud of you Wei Lun!! Keep up!! The next time we come we must reach the peak!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/12/67.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/12/s_67.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-4214715338681203327?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4214715338681203327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/06/great-success.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/4214715338681203327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/4214715338681203327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/06/great-success.html' title='The Great Success!'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-943892464103844825</id><published>2011-06-10T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T15:06:04.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>Today its all about taking photos. I woke up late coz of the late night sleep the day before or I would say a few hours ago. We went on to one of the stalls after checking out. The food here is nice. In fact nicer than the day before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2103.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2103.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2104.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2104.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only 2 dishes here coz mum and Unc Justin had theirs at the hotel. But the hotel food sucks. Near the stall, we found this Korean shop. It looks interesting from outside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2105.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2105.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2108.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2108.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2114.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2114.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devastatingly, there's only kimchi and seaweed. Sad. Nothing special here at all. Move on! To the next destination, Botanical Garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2117.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2117.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2120.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2120.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2128.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2128.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2129.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2129.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2130.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2130.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2131.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2131.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2132.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2132.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2148.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2148.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2149.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2149.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2154.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2154.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2155.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2155.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2156.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2156.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2157.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2157.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2160.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2160.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2161.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2161.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2166.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2166.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2183.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2183.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2184.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2184.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2186.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2186.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2188.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2188.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2191.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2191.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2192.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2192.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2194.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2194.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2195.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2195.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2199.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2199.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2205.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2205.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2214.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2214.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2220.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2220.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2221.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2221.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2222.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2222.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2228.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2228.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2231.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2231.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/11/2232.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/11/s_2232.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went straight for Queensbay. Mr know it all list his way because he refuses to follow the sign board. What a... Arghh!!! Went there. Late, hot, unhappy. Mum was not feeling very well and she was quite unhappy. Sigh. Nothing much here. Didn't shop. Just ate some sandwich from Subway. That's all~ hit the highway and wallah.... My trip ends the way I never wish it would end.... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-943892464103844825?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/943892464103844825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/943892464103844825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/943892464103844825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-2533415906063568817</id><published>2011-06-09T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T11:30:43.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One (final part)</title><content type='html'>Back at the room. iPod is dying and Unc Justin's phone run dry. No extension! Called the room service to get us one and it's like it take ages to get it to our room. So, the second time, Unc Justin called and the person in charged said there's not enough staff in Malay. So Unc Justin turn to his lousy malay and said "U MAU SAYA TURUN AMIK SENDIRI AH??!!!" minutes after that a knock on our door. We got what we got. I mean we didn't actually get what we want but a 3 pin plug works. It's an old and yellowish plug. Ewkk!! Nothings new in here!&lt;br /&gt;Next destination is, Gurney. And "Mr know it right" said his Justin's map is better than google map. Whatevalah Kay. We spend more than half an hour in the car going one big circle there at last looking sign boards for direction. Sick lah! Reach there late. And that fellow just left his car right in front of the door to the staircase which is obviously illegal. Arghh! Just don't care and we walked to Gurney Drive. Its crowded as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4215.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4215.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4216.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4216.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these are a few food that we've ordered. My favorite ho chian. Fried oyster! Yum yum!! We also ordered pasembor, rojak and grilled fish. I'm getting hungry as I am typing this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4217.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4217.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4218.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4218.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4219.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4219.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4220.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4220.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4221.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4221.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4222.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4222.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4223.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4223.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And theres a story behind this last dish here. I saw this lady sitting beside our table eating this nicely. I was wondering what it was and curiousness kills! I asked her and she laughed. She looked at her boyfriend and her boyfriend said "you tell lah" that made me even anxious to know! She finally stopped and said "Gai Si Fat" which simply means chicken backside it the bishop's nose! We laughed but we ordered. you won't believe how delicious it was if you don't think where it came from. Finished and walked over to Gurney Plaza for shopping. Went in to my favorite shop, Soda! Tried and bought a pants and mum bought herself a blouse. Know what? Before we pay, they already pulled down the grills and we were the last ones. Thanks to Mr know it right, this is the only shop we've visited in Gurney. Went back to the hotel and surfed the net till almost 4am. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-2533415906063568817?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2533415906063568817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-one-final-part.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/2533415906063568817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/2533415906063568817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-one-final-part.html' title='Day One (final part)'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-989324902588391325</id><published>2011-06-09T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T11:29:38.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day one (part 2)</title><content type='html'>The room.... The HORROR!!! it's too ugly for me to take any photo. It's size is just nice for two bed a table and they don't even have enough place to place the coffee table. They just simple "ARRANGE" it beside the  bed which there is not any room to go the coffee table unless through the bed. Pathetic!!! The TV.... the switches.... Gosh... It's detached from the wall.... What a horrible room. My school power points are better.(not forgetting my school has the worst facilities EVA!) so... Set our stuff and we decided to walk our way to the famous cendul stall. I got the map from foursquare and we start walking. So excited doing this with my family for the first time using my iPod and foursquare. So proud!! It's quite near and there's so much o explore and see when you walk to your destination compared to driving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4192.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4192.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4193.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4193.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4194.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4194.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4195.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4195.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we are!! We finally reach here with our very empty stomach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4196.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4196.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4197.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4197.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4198.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4198.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4199.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4199.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4200.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4200.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4201.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4201.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4202.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4202.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4203.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4203.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4204.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4204.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the lovely food that "kind of" satisfied our tummies. The char kuay tiao and the cendul taste as awesome as the last time we came, But the laksa and the Loh mee was terrible. I mean it's edible but it doesn't meet my standards. Move on. Back on our feet and we start walking searching for 1st Avenue. Unc Justin aka "Mr know it right" was too ego finding his own way to 1st Avenue and not believing in technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4205.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4205.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4206.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4206.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4207.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4207.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; What to do, a man can't leave his ego, following directions from others looses. We separated and we made our way there proudly!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4208.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4208.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4209.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4209.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4210.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4210.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In here, nothing much. Just a shopping mall that you can find all the branded items you need. And mum found hers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4211.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4211.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4212.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4212.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4213.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4213.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4214.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4214.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah.... She didn't buy any bags here. Look at her face. She is too sad that her current bag can't afford her dream bag. I guess the current bag wants her with it longer... Haha. She said she will get it this year end in Hong Kong wor... Haha... Whatevalah~ went back to hotel after buying some stuff. It's not very sunny and it was not raining. Best for walking. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-989324902588391325?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/989324902588391325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-one-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/989324902588391325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/989324902588391325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-one-part-2.html' title='Day one (part 2)'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-3993524601842581311</id><published>2011-06-06T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T11:26:43.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penang trip - Day One (part 1)</title><content type='html'>Morning or good to say, the afternoon sun is shining through my room window lighting my room. I woke up. It's almost afternoon. I haven't pack a thing. Anyways what is there to pack? It's just 2 days... By now, half a day is gone. I don't really care much about packing. Just some clothes and toiletries will do. And there, packed and ready to go. Before we depart, Unc. Justin still have his work to do. Mum is obviously unhappy. It's printed all over her face. Unc. Justin is repeating his role as the one that drags time knowing there's a train to catch. After he has finished his work. We head to a coffee shop to have a simple lunch. I had the smallest portion of Wan Tan mee ever. And there.... Hitting the highway and off we go! I was sleeping throughout the journey coz I slept quite late the day before. We stopped at a R&amp;R to take a rest before we continue. Nothing much here.. But my hands itched to take photos... Here are some...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4174.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4174.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4175.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4175.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4176.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4176.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4177.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4177.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4178.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4178.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that short break, went to the petrol station to refuel. And finally reaching the bridge... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4179.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4179.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, it's quite fast with the number of cars on this bridge. This are some scenes on the move from the window...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4180.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4180.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4181.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4181.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4182.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4182.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4183.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4183.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4184.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4184.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4186.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4186.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4188.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4188.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, finally reached the hotel. So near yet so far... Still not so use to the one way road. It's kinda confusing. 1st impression... Okay lah... Should be better than YMCA... The last horrible hostel I went the last time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4189.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4189.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4190.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4190.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/08/4191.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/08/s_4191.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name itself gave a good impression. But once I took my first step in.... &lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;Gosh... It's old and creepy. And theres only one receptionist sitting there giving her bothering look. Maybe it's just her inborn lips that made her look frustrated and inpatient when she was attending to my mum. Gosh. The lift.... The horror.. Didn't even got in entirely and it closes fast even if you are pressing on that creepy old "open" button. When the lift lifts, gosh... It's exactly like some horror movie, it creeps me out imagining that there will be someone with long and wet hair waiting at the door to strangle me once the lift is open. The most hilarious thing was my mum suggested us to go to the swimming pool to have a look. Guess what... The swimming pool is at the 23rd floor. Our room is on the 13th floor. Compromising the condition of the lift, going up 13 floors is a nightmare... Going 23 floors would be a suicide!! Went in to the room after rushing out of the horrible lift..... To be continued....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-3993524601842581311?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3993524601842581311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/06/penang-trip-day-one-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/3993524601842581311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/3993524601842581311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/06/penang-trip-day-one-part-1.html' title='Penang trip - Day One (part 1)'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-1428809293237547201</id><published>2011-06-02T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T20:23:41.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple celebration for Mei Shing, turning 19 this June!</title><content type='html'>1 June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today... Finally after almost half a year since I've stepped in a karaoke room. It's kinda rush today coz I have extra class in school then got duty till 1. Have to pick mum up from her school then only adjourn to KBox. They booked 1PM for the room. When I arrived, I was surprised. Mok was there. I don't even get the chance to warm my seat and VV dragged me out to buy a cake for Mei Shing. It's a early celebration for her. On the way there I saw Inn Shen. It's been awhile since I saw him. He is a bit plum compared to the previous time. Bought the cake after that and went upstairs. Before I made any selection, I saw the playlist of the songs selected by them.... Oh gosh!! 6 pages of songs. It's near impossible for me to choose any songs to sing. Plus... All the songs were in mandarin. My greatest enemy. Haha. When my song finally came, which is Ai Cuo by Lee Hom, the birthday song came. Missed the whole song. Whatever lah~ at least Mei Shing enjoyed herself. She sang most of it. It's her day. Ill und. Hee~ here's some pictures that we took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/02/139.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/02/s_139.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/02/142.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/02/s_142.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/02/145.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/02/s_145.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/02/147.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/02/s_147.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/02/149.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/02/s_149.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/02/150.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/02/s_150.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/02/152.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/02/s_152.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/02/153.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/02/s_153.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/02/156.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/02/s_156.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ps: if you look at Mei Shing's picture slicing the cake or any other picture with a knife at the cake, you can see those hands are quite stiff. Haha... It's because that cake was to hard to cut. So please don't ever buy cakes from Ipoh Parade. By one look at those struggles cutting the cake, the taste of it won't be any better. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&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/1746724105533306973-1428809293237547201?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1428809293237547201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/06/simple-celebration-for-mei-shing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/1428809293237547201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/1428809293237547201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/06/simple-celebration-for-mei-shing.html' title='Simple celebration for Mei Shing, turning 19 this June!'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-9204904699885683828</id><published>2011-05-24T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T14:18:41.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kena at last.</title><content type='html'>There's this one person I never fail teasing and she will always give me funny faces to see when I do so. So today, finally kena straight on my face. Lazy wanna repeat the story. Was a very common thing happened in school between friends. I admit it was totally my fault. I said something simple yet hurting to her (dont think of the perverted stuff~not related) she got angry and cold the whole day. I was too in a "don't know what to do" situation. So I just act as if nothing happened but deep inside i was so confused and scared coz I finally saw her getting angry (coz according to her, ive never seen her furious face before). At last I called her. It is solved I think till tomorrow. Who knows what will happen. Whatever it is, it should not be good. God bless me! X{&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-9204904699885683828?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/9204904699885683828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/05/kena-at-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/9204904699885683828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/9204904699885683828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/05/kena-at-last.html' title='Kena at last.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-3584691593102069488</id><published>2011-05-24T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T14:18:22.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Experience after experiences. Yet failed.</title><content type='html'>This is the countless time I'm taking an exam. Yet the same bloody mistake I'm making in any exam I'm taking. It's all mistakes that should not be done. I mean at this time around I'm making stupid mistakes like writing the wrong title with the correct description answering the question or write something with correct title and description but not answering the question. I mean it's all petty tiny little mistakes that can make a HUGE difference in marks. One wrong title even with the correct description results in ZERO MARKS!!!! I mean these are the question that I know how to do but just failing to even OPEN MY DARN SEPET EYES TO READ PROPERLY AND ANSWER ACCORDINGLY. This seriously killed me. It's nearing and it's going to be the last exam I'm taking for high school. I can't afford silly mistakes like this. Any suggestion for me to improve besides than telling me that is no big deal. Someone's answer with lower intellectual can actually score better than I am co at least they are answering the question. Sick and disappointed. Sigh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-3584691593102069488?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3584691593102069488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/05/experience-after-experiences-yet-failed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/3584691593102069488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/3584691593102069488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/05/experience-after-experiences-yet-failed.html' title='Experience after experiences. Yet failed.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-2212414279864048504</id><published>2011-05-23T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T14:17:38.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Messed up checklist.</title><content type='html'>I'll  never do checklist this way EVER again.&lt;br /&gt;This is my checklist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Think of a present&lt;br /&gt;-Buy the Gift&lt;br /&gt;-Find a wrapper &lt;br /&gt;-Write a short note&lt;br /&gt;-Wrap the present&lt;br /&gt;-Find the teacher&lt;br /&gt;-Give it to the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the stupidest thing I've ever done. Remember me saying stuff about teacher's day. Yeah... This is my very 1st time giving present to the teacher. Though its 2 years later but yet I did take the initiative. Why 2 years? Coz he is my ex teacher when I was Form 5. Why him??? Maybe because of he helped me out in getting the scholarship from Lim Kok Weng which I turn it down for Form6. Yup. I'm heading towards my last year in this school and only came to realize that I still have someone to thank. And so I did in my letter that I wrote. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... You might see no connection between the checklist and the stuff I'm saying. But in fact I did a big mess up with the checklist. The very first thing to do is to check whether he is here or not. LOL!!! I was really hopping that he is still here coz i actually did not realized that he left to KK more than a month ago. I only found out early this week when I asked my teacher in class. I mean I didn't see him around during assembly thinking that he might be out or something telling myself "how can a teacher just leave??". It was near to impossible. The worst is, there was no proper ceremony for him when he left. That's why I didn't realized at all. Sigh. I've opened up the present and kept the letter to myself. He will never know that I actually did appreciate his effort. Just hope that he will turn out for the Belated Teacher's Day this Friday. Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-2212414279864048504?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2212414279864048504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/05/messed-up-checklist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/2212414279864048504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/2212414279864048504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/05/messed-up-checklist.html' title='Messed up checklist.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-7486145317988920020</id><published>2011-05-23T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T14:17:05.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's blog to you?</title><content type='html'>What's blog to you? Last week, my PA exams touch something about blog. The questions sounds something like this.... Blog is one of many social networks that can provide benefits in some ways. However, there are the negative side of it. So what do you think? It's blog good or bad or both good and bad? I went with both. I agree that blog brings both positive and negative to readers and writers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll say what I feel about the negative sides first. First of all. It's a social network. For all you know social networks always have their bad issues even with the overwhelming features and stuff you can explore and play. Of course through blog, I see a better prospect than Facebook in various areas. People get so addicted with Facebook games and other activities going on there. The most that a blog an do is providing XXX stuff where other websites actually provides better than what a blog can offer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, blog is a place where you can express what and how you feel through what you write. Writing a blog differs from writing a diary. In diaries, some think that its a responsibility to write it everyday and it bores people. In blogs, you can write stuff with photos and vid uploaded. Yes... Facebook allows us to do that. But how far can it take us to express these feelings. Most to most is 200+ letters. And who would actually read something so long in Facebook. All we do is just shout out feelings but not expressing them. "I'm bored, I'm unhappy" what makes you bored? What's t he thing you are unhappy with? It's all in your heart an no other than "I'm bored" is expressed. One more thing is that it trains us to write. Dont care with lousy english or no mater what language is it. You are still writing. Besides, the more you write means the more variety is there for readers to read. Sometimes I would just visit some random blog and I'm able to find interesting information and stories. Blogs allow us to take interest in others effort. Every post to me is an essay to your teacher's desk. So I strongly encourage you to express whatever it is in your heart out though blog especially for those who want to excel in their english. Write and read more!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-7486145317988920020?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7486145317988920020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-blog-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/7486145317988920020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/7486145317988920020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-blog-to-you.html' title='What&amp;#39;s blog to you?'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-6051716033415061249</id><published>2011-05-22T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T14:17:46.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Disappointment.</title><content type='html'>Shit... It's the same feelings again.. I just don't understand why I always have this whenever I face failure. Sigh... I really hate FFK. Supposed to play badminton, then cancelled because no courts. Fine.... Since there's a major event at stadium. Wanted to spend to spend time with Jerome, kena FFK because of girl friend's birthday. Would you just tell me earlier when I told you I wanted to spend some time with you??!! You would just like stuff the very last minute. You only told me at 8 something that you want to use the car at 10!!! It's like 2 hours before... And say lah will come home at 12... It's almost 1 and I'm still Waiting here for him... Belahlah..., I'm going to sleep!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-6051716033415061249?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6051716033415061249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/05/pure-disappointment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6051716033415061249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6051716033415061249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/05/pure-disappointment.html' title='Pure Disappointment.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-8667494447687925894</id><published>2011-05-19T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T20:20:25.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're EXPIRED!</title><content type='html'>"you're" in the title refers to food in my house. Can you ever imagine most of the essentials at home are EXPIRED or run out??!! Gosh... How can a household with children go without rice, salt and soy sauce. The 10KG Ecobrown rice mum bought 2-3 months ago was infected with rice termites. Just imagine more than 3 months my mum have not cook any rice for us. We bought 10KG and 10KG it goes to the dumpster... And today... Her spaghetti.... Gosh... Horrible... Just plain purée taste. Why? Coz theres no chilly sauce, and the tomato EXPIRED. How she found out? She said that the color of the tomato sauce looked funny. When she turn the bottle over.... GOD!!! it's expire date was 2009!!! Its like 2 years back and usually tomato sauce can last for like a year or two.... Just guess when she actually purchased that bottle of tomato sauce... Quickly after we've earn our horrible dinner, she went and check our cabinet. There's a bottle of I don't know what sauce is still in it's package where it's seal has not open yet, it's expire date is in Aug 2010. Gosh... What else. My fridge door use to be filled with sauces since she buys different sauces for different dishes where she used it for that one pathetic dish only. The only sauce we eat the most is both the tomato and the chilly sauce yet turn out to be expired. Lol.... If my our country is landed by some famine, my house is the first to die from it coz all we can eat are sauce and expired food. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-8667494447687925894?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8667494447687925894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-expired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8667494447687925894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8667494447687925894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-expired.html' title='You&amp;#39;re EXPIRED!'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-8687679335695869696</id><published>2011-05-17T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T12:28:54.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh gosh! It's been a long while.</title><content type='html'>It's been ages since I've last post any blogs. Was super lazy and busy with my work and exams. So much that ive been trough but didn't get to write it out. Sigh. Its just been too long to get my engine running again. It's the first time I experience that much of typo! Hah! That's how long my rotten hands! Exams are all on papers. Suddenly not use to typing on my iPod. &lt;br /&gt;  How's studies? Erm.... I would say just okay. I'm not working really hard. I'm not really into the study mood even now with my ongoing exams. I'm just so lazy to take up books to study. I've got to find a point that can boost me back up again. Whatever it is, I will do my best.... Maybe 70% in it and make sure theres no fail. Not even my business. I used to hate it. But I think I'm getting use to the system and understanding the syllabus. I really have high hopes for this exam. Oh yeah!! Yesterday's exam, Macroeconomics. I was so so happy that I have ample of time after completing the question paper. Although I don't have the confidence in getting 100% correct for all the questions but at least I know all questions! Hah! And even get to finish it half an hour earlier! Shh!!! I'll keep it down. Not boasting here, don't want to be over confidence either. Just expressing happiness and thank God for blessing me with questions I know even I dint study much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more papers left to face. Today is going to be a torture for me coz tomorrow is my worst enemy. The general paper.... Arghh... Especially paper 1. Hate it most. It looks easy shading 60 objective questions. In fact it's hard. Very hard in fact. Who cares. The only good thing is that I can shoot answers and there's 25% chance I will be correct. Haha. Wish me luck!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-8687679335695869696?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8687679335695869696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/05/oh-gosh-it-been-long-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8687679335695869696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8687679335695869696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/05/oh-gosh-it-been-long-while.html' title='Oh gosh! It&amp;#39;s been a long while.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-6226173427355261018</id><published>2011-05-16T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T12:27:57.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Teachers Day.</title><content type='html'>Arghh!!!! I've actually typed a lot about this stupid day and how my school celebrates it. Well.... Guess I'm just going to go to the main point since my iPod just close the app halfway when I'm typing for the past few minutes!!!!!! No more mood dy.... &lt;br /&gt;I was saying about how my school students "appreciate" teachers on teacher's Day. Fact is. No one did. You would not see bundle of presents covering the table in our staffroom. I would say NEVER. The only time when a teacher received the most presents is during their last day of service in the school. That also depends on how "likable" is the teacher. The worst is the line "most present received" defers to less than half of the amount of presents my mum received annually for teacher's day. So pathetic, so true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It may be something great to have so many presents. But it's a complete nuisance to me. Every year the presents will either camp in my car bonnet or my room for at least a week before she finally opens it. It's not that she doesn't appreciate them. It's just that sometimes when you receive presents, you'd rather receive presents that is sincerely given by somebody and giving you something that you really like or useful. The presents received yearly are mugs, photo frames, flowers (both fake and living), decorative items and other "pretty" stuff. Haha. I'm not trying to belittler anyone. I'm just voicing out my opinion on a teacher's point of view. It's undeniable some presents are really useful aside from red pens. Cut the crap of criticizing before I go any deeper. So these are the presents my mum received this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/05/16/3736.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/05/16/s_3736.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/05/16/3740.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/05/16/s_3740.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And of course like the years before I will list out the best and the funniest present received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/05/16/3742.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/05/16/s_3742.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/05/16/3745.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/05/16/s_3745.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken essence and salted chicken. Cool.... Now salted chicken are frozen and air tight packed. &lt;br /&gt; And now comes to the weird ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/05/16/3746.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/05/16/s_3746.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cream container shaped pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/05/16/3747.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/05/16/s_3747.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Some doll with some pockets. I really thought the student gave my mum a doll.... Haha....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And here comes the most spectacular present. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/05/16/3748.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/05/16/s_3748.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kotex pantie liner.... Haha... I wonder what my mum have been telling the class before teachers day. But epic wheyy!!!! Couldn't believe this came out. Nice! I like the creativity. I must get this inspiration and start buying disposable undies for my male teachers in school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.... Almost forget... Don't know to blame my mum or the child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/05/16/3749.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/05/16/s_3749.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year I will see spelling mistakes on my mum's name. I just don't understand. It's just a four alphabet name. L U C Y. And miss Lucky, Cikgu Rucy and some other funny names will turn up in the cards. But after so many years of receiving presents, this is the most interesting one!!! The student don't know how to write the message in eng/malay, I can still und. But.... This.... If you observe the red circles,you will see.... "from: Teacher Lucy" on top and "to: the student's name (not good if I review the name)" haha.... Don't even know the order of "to" which is supposed to be on the heading and "from" at the bottom. And the worst was.... "from: Teacher Lucy, Happy  Teacher's Day" haha.... Speechless. Straight away bust into laughter after reading and realizing the mistake. Well... Thats all. This or the next year would be the final year ill be assisting my mum opening the presents. No hard feelings if you happened to give my mum any gifts on teacher's day. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-6226173427355261018?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6226173427355261018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-teachers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6226173427355261018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6226173427355261018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-teachers-day.html' title='Happy Teachers Day.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-6317540894458637527</id><published>2011-04-25T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T19:34:54.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter gift.</title><content type='html'>Every good friday and Easter is a drag for me coz the caths are always doing the same thing. The same verse from the bible, the same script, the same story and the same everything. Nothing seemed to be different. The only difference is I no longer celebrate them with friends. All went their separate ways after confirmation. God is truly great. Every celebration in church will unite all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking around the church and I met some of my close sunday school class mates. I saw Shari, Nigel and Gabby. Not to mention I saw Dina! It's been so long. :( but I didn't get to talk to her because she was with her family. The next minute I wanted to talk to her, she disappear. Ish!!! The greatest gift was being to talk to Nic after mass. It's been 7 months since we've met. I hardly talk to her on9 or on the phone. I'm glad that she pour out to me about problems she's facing and what's up with her life. My greatest gift was to speak to her and give her some advice. Through that I've learn too when I consulted my mum. Life isn't easy. When all things are provided, there will be a something in life that will bother you. God never provide us a clear path so that we will learn as we walk through the ups and downs in life. I've learn yet again the meaning of happiness. Something so easy yet hard to achieve especially when everything fails. Thank you God for all the things you've bless me all this while. I may not know what's next in my life. But I know it's a road you've chosen and so I will try my best to follow and go through all the good and the bad times. Thank you God. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-6317540894458637527?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6317540894458637527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-gift.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6317540894458637527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6317540894458637527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-gift.html' title='Easter gift.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-972472512805299731</id><published>2011-04-22T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T14:57:57.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DSLR! I'm looking forward to get hold of you!</title><content type='html'>I love taking pictures since young. I just don't know why I just have this interest in capturing the things I see. Haha. One thing funny is, I love my pictures being taken but I hate to take pictures of me myself. I'd rather have someone to capture it rather than capturing it myself. DSLR. seemed to be a bit ridiculous to crave for it coz it is too common nowadays. But I don't have it. Mum was planing to buy a normal digital camera which it's size is relatively smaller, lighter and of course it comes in various colours at first. Then I said I wanted a DSLR. Gosh. It took me some time to find cameras that gives the DSLR effects and still available in small sizes. But somehow I really wanted to get the DSLR. I've took her to a few shops to see and to explore. Finally NTV7 helped me! Haha. There was a segment in the breakfast show about Canon DSLR. Mum was attracted as they were introducing the DSLR. So for Now she is considering on DSLR!! ahhaha!!! I really wish she makes the right choice!! Hahaha!!! Then that DSLR WILL BE IN MY HANDS!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~sound so pathetic and lame~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-972472512805299731?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/972472512805299731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/dslr-i-looking-forward-to-get-hold-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/972472512805299731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/972472512805299731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/dslr-i-looking-forward-to-get-hold-of.html' title='DSLR! I&amp;#39;m looking forward to get hold of you!'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-5964394454956612501</id><published>2011-04-22T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T14:57:13.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not your fault.</title><content type='html'>Please. You have loads of problem to take care of. More than you can face. So now I'm telling you that it's got nothing to do with you. Erm. Not 100%. don't have to feel bad. I told you. I dont keep feelings for long when comes to friendship. Coz the main thing is I treasure this friendship with both of you. So please don't take in account whatever that I've posted. It's just a medium to let out my unsettled heart at that very moment. Worry less on me and more to you, your affairs and your studies. Haha. I am fine. Nobody is to die without a certain someone. Yet I really want to maintain this friendship as I've repeated this statement for umpteen times. GOOD, AWESOME Friends don't come by all the time. And of course I will treasure it!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-5964394454956612501?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5964394454956612501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/it-not-your-fault.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/5964394454956612501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/5964394454956612501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/it-not-your-fault.html' title='It&amp;#39;s not your fault.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-7664308538417125058</id><published>2011-04-21T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T17:19:45.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm alright!</title><content type='html'>Theres a progress in school. Back to normal I guess. I know you are peeping my blog. So, no worries I'm okay. Just wanted to let my feelings out at that time. No biggie. Don't blame yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just take it as I'm the one being sensitive. Haha. I'll be okay!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-7664308538417125058?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7664308538417125058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-alright.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/7664308538417125058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/7664308538417125058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-alright.html' title='I&amp;#39;m alright!'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-2071601966967826590</id><published>2011-04-21T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T16:58:14.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Taxi, Girls' Generation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/21/273.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/21/s_273.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='198' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm a bit outdated. But Mr. Taxi is finally out! And it's MV will be out soon. Wonder how the Dance will look with the song arrangement. The song is okay lah. I mean I can accept it faster than when 'Hoot' was first released. It's just that the song has no climax to it. After the bridge, Taeyon didn't do her usual ad-lip to it. Just plain ending and it seems there's no Korean version for this song. I don't really mind. Japanese will do as just fine. Can't wait for the MV to come out. One thing for sure is I don't want the live out faster than the MV like what they did for 'Run Devil Run Japanese Version'. Oh yeah! Talking about RDR Japanese version. It's simple and plain. But there's a bit add on to the singing. The rest remained at its status quo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/21/274.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/21/s_274.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='198' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-2071601966967826590?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2071601966967826590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/mr-taxi-girls-generation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/2071601966967826590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/2071601966967826590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/mr-taxi-girls-generation.html' title='Mr. Taxi, Girls&amp;#39; Generation.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-6830240503659956117</id><published>2011-04-21T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T16:52:56.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship.... Counseling??!</title><content type='html'>April 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be thinking that friends can give us counseling and help us in daily life. I do agree to that statement. But that's not the deal. What I am trying to pull is can I get a "friendship counseling"? I mean getting counseling on making friends, close once. Oh gosh!!! Sounds so pathetic!! With all the social networks and other gadgets to find friends and I am here struggling to make a few!! What's up with that!! I mean I can't even understand someone properly. How am I suppose to find a girlfriend and.understand her in the future. Gosh!! I better go single for the rest of my life. I was so confidence that stuff like this will not ever occur in my life. Haha. It's occurring it to me now. Gosh it sucks to sit with someone you can't carry out a decent conversation. I have to get this out and start having normal conversation without restricting myself to what I say just because I'm afraid I will hurt that person. Then when can I be my real self and stop pretending? Sigh. I have to pick up the ball from somewhere and keep it rolling again. Long time I know. Endurance is what I must possessed. Friendship is something quite important to me. I will continue to seek ways to overcome situation and build our friendship to a higher and stronger state. I must first lay out the foundation and build it step by step, floor by floor, block by block. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"looking at the brighter side"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&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/1746724105533306973-6830240503659956117?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6830240503659956117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/friendship-counseling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6830240503659956117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6830240503659956117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/friendship-counseling.html' title='Friendship.... Counseling??!'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-4229787997448924224</id><published>2011-04-20T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T16:48:35.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not angry.</title><content type='html'>April 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Okay I have to admit I was a bit upset. I just could not accept the fact that I'm talking to myself everytime I talk to her. I mean, it's just a simple question. Yes means yes, no means no. I don't need you to reply in a thousand words. But just look away is terrible. Just because of.... Actually I'm not even sure what's the cause. She just avoided questions I've asked her just because she don't feel like answering. I mean isn't that RUDE if you look away when someone asks you something don't care whether it's important or not. An answer stays as an answer. Short or long, JUST ANSWER! I'm not talking to myself! Arghh!!! That's what I was upset about. Kononya I'm the only one you've ever talked to. Somehow lately I just don't feel it. Sigh~ Aside from that, I'm fine. After that few minutes I calmed down and tell myself it's okay. I just have to avoid talking to her so that I won't get myself into situation that I myself am not comfortable with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&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/1746724105533306973-4229787997448924224?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4229787997448924224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-not-angry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/4229787997448924224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/4229787997448924224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-not-angry.html' title='I&amp;#39;m not angry.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-1772981278103424750</id><published>2011-04-19T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T16:49:35.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solved?</title><content type='html'>April 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inner confusion will be solved once I've get a hang out of things. Yes, it's so true men and women contrast. I have to accept the fact that some things can not e done my way as everyone is different. Especially different sex. I will learn to endure and understand the difference in opinion. Hope this will bring us to another level in this meaningful friendship. Haha. I'm so AGREEING to the essay in my MUET test. FRIENDSHIP is essential in our lives. Treasurer them! As they play an important role in our lives. No one is to live without friends. As friendship is a beautiful thing created by God to link humans of no blood relation together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&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/1746724105533306973-1772981278103424750?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1772981278103424750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/solved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/1772981278103424750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/1772981278103424750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/solved.html' title='Solved?'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-425621518980235398</id><published>2011-04-19T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T16:25:38.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness.</title><content type='html'>It's this topic again. I just ant find the correct answer to this. Yes, I know I should not depend on others to provide me with happiness. But somehow I'm still depending on it. Give me some room to improve. I've been doing things that will somehow satisfy myself, keeping myself active and happy. The only time where I get to express myself freely is at school. And now it seems to be a barrier for me. Am I that bad as a friend an a communicator? I know I might have my temper and moods. Who doesn't? Give me the room o improve by at least highlighting the problem to me rather that allowing me to have that confusion going on and on. If it's me. Tell me. No use keeping to yourself and acting weird, saying words with different meanings. All I want is company in school. Yes I have a lot of friends. But good friends don't come by easily. Friends that I can openly to are numbered. Please don't turn your back at me. I thought I know both of you and I can understand what you are trying to pull everytime you answer me with that certain tone, giving me the look. I'm uncertain. Gosh!! It's driving me crazy. Since when happiness come by so hard nowadays??! I just want things to be as usual if possible. Do what we do most. I just don't like it when there's always a different meaning behind everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-425621518980235398?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/425621518980235398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/happiness.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/425621518980235398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/425621518980235398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/happiness.html' title='Happiness.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-3852178936553069156</id><published>2011-04-18T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T16:48:03.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inner confusion.</title><content type='html'>April 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having this with me again. Sigh. Im just so confused. Don't know whatssap with them??! Sorry for letting it go here. But seriously, as time goes by, I find it harder to communicate and understand them. I think it's my problem or the prob is with them. Im not sure. Thats why I call it an inner confusion. It's not just that I felt awkward around them and now I felt like I'm the cause of it. I'm really confused coz I'm seriously unaware of the situation. I know you've tried to tell me. But you aren't!! I need o know what's my prob that you have to act that way towards me. Having awkward talks, funny facial expression and insincere answers. Gosh!!! You are turning me into some whacko by trying so hard to find out the toot of the prob. Is it me or is it you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, if this is my prob, please help me in realizing and overcoming it. It's really bugging me. I kept that funny feeling whenever I go to school trying to somehow strike an interesting  conversation so that I don't feel the awkwardness. But without realizing, that's the most awkward part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&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/1746724105533306973-3852178936553069156?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3852178936553069156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/inner-confusion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/3852178936553069156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/3852178936553069156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/inner-confusion.html' title='Inner confusion.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-6349077843878025713</id><published>2011-04-17T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T14:57:50.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cravings to come true.</title><content type='html'>April 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a crush for Kenny Rogers Roasters for more than half a year since my last birthday. Everytime someone promise to bring me there will turn out to eat in somewhere else. *if you remember my previous post last year* it finally came trough! Gosh. After such a long time. It was a pleasant meal with mum and Jerome. Its one of my best day ever with my family coz we get to go to so many places, from one to another at night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/21/4168.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/21/s_4168.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/21/4169.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/21/s_4169.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/21/4170.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/21/s_4170.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/21/4172.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/21/s_4172.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/21/4173.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/21/s_4173.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/21/4174.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/21/s_4174.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm!! More fat, more calories, MORE SATISFACTION!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-6349077843878025713?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6349077843878025713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/cravings-to-come-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6349077843878025713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6349077843878025713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/21/308.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/21/s_308.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/21/309.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/21/s_309.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/21/311.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/21/s_311.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a 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border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/21/321.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/21/s_321.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-5629629833442907546?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5629629833442907546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-is-monkey-i-was-talking-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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member.</title><content type='html'>I have a new member in our family again. This time, it's going to be permanent. Its a pupp Uncle Justin adopted during his visit to his late parents. She is from the temple wandering around with her brothers and sisters. Someone said to Uncle Justin "it would be sweet if you pick one of them and raise it". So there came Socks, my new pupp. Cute? Definitely. She is a mixture of all colour a dog could possibly have. Black, White and Brown. Socks? This name was adapted from  a Japanese show : 10 Promises To My Dog. In tye movie, the dog's name is Socks because of it's  legs covered with white which simply means the Dog is wearing socks. Haha. For my case, She must have worn the wrong socks coz she has 3 white furred legs and one brown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked at first when Uncle Justin called me and told me about this new pupp. I kinda disagree with it coz Snowpuff is still here. Another Dogs presence will lessen her attention from mum. What to do?? Tammy and Michelle brought her back, bath and played. So no further consideration to be made. She's in! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-284700344564085037?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/284700344564085037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-member.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/284700344564085037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/284700344564085037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-member.html' title='A new member.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-7922511508916197425</id><published>2011-04-15T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T15:17:34.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a test from God I guess.</title><content type='html'>April 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day to remember. Today, imaginations and plans are swirling my head as if I'm doing them. Plans will remain as plans, imaginations will stay on. Hopes are yet to be found once again. Not now, later I guess. I've got a news that Aufar's grandmother passed away and he could not make it for the trip to my place. I was quite disappointed at that moment. But hopes are yet to e found as I've mentioned, Melvin can still come after sending Aufar to the airport back to Terengganu. Later in the evening, he called and said, he will not be able to make it since Aufar is not coming and some other difficulties. "Okay" I said solemnly and say that I won't be angry. Hey. Seriously won't be angry. Just a bit disappointed after all the all I've planned in my head. I'm always like that when comes to failure. Thats why I said its a test from the lord. I might not realized it. Haha. I will bare with it and look forward for a better opportunity. Times like this will truly happen again. Who knows this coming school holidays in June he is free. Haha. If any of you are reading this blog, M or A, please don't feel bad. It's seriously not your fault that you can't make it. It's just a small lil test God set for me to train me. There will always be chances in the future. I'm sure there will be a day you'll be here. My door will always be open. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-7922511508916197425?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7922511508916197425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/it-test-from-god-i-guess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/7922511508916197425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/7922511508916197425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/it-test-from-god-i-guess.html' title='It&amp;#39;s a test from God I guess.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-9039124425599887656</id><published>2011-04-08T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T15:32:25.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosh!!! Seriously??!!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe myself the power of Facebook. I mean. Gosh! Of all people, HIM??!! haha. You must be wondering who am I talking about blaming the awesome FB. It's JG. He added me. Haha! A total stranger adding me. Ignore straight after I made sure that the profile belongs to him. I went tru the pics. That's how I'm sure about HIM. Guess what, our mutual friend was Emily. Thats how I've guess it. What a small world. Almost my entire life without him and just come by my profile and add me??!! Add as FRIEND??!! oh please! I guess a I have a better relationship with any of my friends in my list. You are far from acquaintance. What's the point? Don't try to remedy the situation. No point and no use. I hold no grudges against you as I've never known you. Nice pics anyways in the 'FAMILY' album. Thank God Jerome and I are not in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-9039124425599887656?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/9039124425599887656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/gosh-seriously.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/9039124425599887656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/9039124425599887656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/gosh-seriously.html' title='Gosh!!! Seriously??!!'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-4640587288857127651</id><published>2011-04-04T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T15:32:31.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prety upset.</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure whether is it so true so far. I'm confuse within. I'm not sure whether I'm sad or not after viewing his profile. Somehow I just can't believe that he is someone close to me biologically. I know I should not feel sad coz nothing actually did happened before. It's just DC for too long. It's a time frame that I totally forget about it. It's true that we can't remember anything in our first 5 years and so true that he left in my 2nd year of life. What's there to feel sad about? I'm not sure. I'm not sure whether I'm feeling so because I'm suppose to it or maybe it's just too sudden where I don't know how to react. Nyways, just a Facebook add. Nothing big. It's not like he is showing at my doorstep. Ill get over it!!! Stop adding me. Not interested in bring your FRIEND. I have quality ones and I treasure them more than you treasuring us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-4640587288857127651?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4640587288857127651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/prety-upset.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/4640587288857127651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/4640587288857127651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/prety-upset.html' title='Prety upset.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-6483106443016111304</id><published>2011-04-04T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T13:46:07.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUET is nearing!!</title><content type='html'>Oh no! Speaking test is this Wednesday. Gosh. So takut. Don't know whether I will talk crap or shiver when I speak in the exam room. So tensed up. Haha. Chill. I'm going to do fine. My group members are kind of good. There are Chun Sing, Wai Wei and Katherine. So it should not be a huge problem since I've done speaking with a few of them before. Although I'm not as confident as I speak here, but I'll try my best to speak well in the test. Over confidence I shall not! Good Luck to myself!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-6483106443016111304?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6483106443016111304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/muet-is-nearing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6483106443016111304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6483106443016111304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/muet-is-nearing.html' title='MUET is nearing!!'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-282390181379632753</id><published>2011-04-02T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T13:45:55.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday 小姨!</title><content type='html'>April fool as well. This year, nothing so special about it. I find making foolish stuff today is a bit childish. Maybe I've kind of overgrown it. Or maybe theres too many things to take care than to celebrate this day. The good thing is, every April Fool day is my aunt's birthday. So I went over to celebrate with her. At first I wanted to prepare her breakfast and ask mum to bring it over to surprise her. Then mum said she requested for a pencil case. So Kay lah. I'll get a pencil case for her instead. I went to popular to get her the pencil case. A pinkish one. Then I bought some books and papers too. After tuition, I went over. I was truly exhausted. Had a shower and went out to eat. Then went over to Secret Recipe to get her a cake. Haha. Everyone has one. That's what I like. I get to eat too! Grandma said she wants it for her birthday as well. So I can eat again. Gosh!! Fat weh!! Nyways, these are the pics I took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/03/3998.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/03/s_3998.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/03/3999.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/03/s_3999.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/03/4000.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/03/s_4000.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/03/4001.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/03/s_4001.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This the pink pencil case i was talking about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday 小姨!!! Wish that you and and my lil cousin are healthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-282390181379632753?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/282390181379632753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/282390181379632753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/282390181379632753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday 小姨!'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-2336189886289309148</id><published>2011-03-30T16:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T16:30:52.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Issues.</title><content type='html'>I've never had issues or big scenes in school happening to me. Somehow at the very end of  my school life, this popped out. Something peculiar and stupid. Over small issues made big, BGR in school. The worst was I was not involved at all. Gosh. What a nuisance. Teachers have been complaining about boys and girls walking together and being too close. Duh! that's what mixture of boys and girls are for. I mean I don't support holding hands or kissing in school or do censored stuff in class. We were just walking together, some sit together and I admit sometimes some of them were a bit overboard. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The point is, whether people from the same class put 'in a relationship' with so and so in Facebook or putting couple pictures on Facebook is non of anyones' business. It's out of school compound and boundaries. No one except their own parents can leave no comment or have any prejudice against them. The worst was, every single detail and info the teacher got was rummers from students' mouth. As an teacher and a full grown adult, you should approach us and talk to us and get the whole picture before you place threats on us telling us "if you continue, I will ...." I mean, you and I are mature enough to talk this trough rather than to accuse with just bare information on the mere surface. Confront us. Talk to us. Having relationship in this age is normal. (not saying that I'm abnormal) I just hope that teachers would not persist in this issue and make it a BIG scene. For the record, I'm not in any relationship with anyone. Haha. So stop making love matches of students in class just because they sit near each other (not even next to), having lunch together and walking together. How "mou ku" I am. *innocent*=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-2336189886289309148?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2336189886289309148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/issues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/2336189886289309148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/2336189886289309148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/issues.html' title='Issues.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-4894272811181829656</id><published>2011-03-30T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T16:30:42.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought I know myself.</title><content type='html'>I often thought that I know myself well. Of course! I mean who would actually say that "hmm.... Me?? I don't know myself". Isn't that absurd? But true enough. I don't really know myself. I can say that I didn't know my real self as what I expected myself to be. Deep. Yeah. As if there's a confusion in me. To simplify and to elaborate more to it, I didn't realize what and who I was. What I am now is not to my expectations. I thought I was like that but in fact I'm not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh!!! Getting more confusing as I'm saying this!!! I came to realize a lot of things after a heart to heart talk with mum and Jerome. Had some confessions and tons to digest after hearing from them about me. I always have a perfect perception of myself, seeing myself better than someone else and not realizing that I'm actually kinda bad. Things that people who never say or comment in order not to hurt one's feelings were reviled to me today. Some sort of killing me slashing from within thinning my heart and soul slowly.  It's always hard to except criticism. I think I can still take it. But making the changes for the better after being criticized is my ultimate struggle and goal. Tons that I've realized. So it means that tons I have to change! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I really hope that you will help me through it and make me into a person that I thought I was. I really didn't know I was as such. But just help me through it and show me guidance and of course perseverance to endure every anger and learn how to control them. Don't let it overrule me. Lend me a hand. It's dark here. Show me the light. Show me the way. Guide me back into the right track. Lead me back to where I am  suppose to be and to a road I'm suppose to walk. In you I trust. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-4894272811181829656?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4894272811181829656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-thought-i-know-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/4894272811181829656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/4894272811181829656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-thought-i-know-myself.html' title='I thought I know myself.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-7765876510927170402</id><published>2011-03-28T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T16:30:48.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of you</title><content type='html'>I was and still currently addicted to this song, Thinking of You by Katty Perry. I'm definitely not a big fan of her. I don't quite un and like the lyrics. But I like the melody. I just don't know why. Perhaps I always fancy songs with strong vocals. More to that, Karty, someone who is trying to pull something different and acts awkwardly sang this. Amazed! I'm currently learning and singing it too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the lyrics of the song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E               B&lt;br /&gt;comparasons are easily done&lt;br /&gt;            C#m            A&lt;br /&gt;once you've had a taste of perfection&lt;br /&gt;        E             B&lt;br /&gt;like an apple handing from a tree&lt;br /&gt;           C#m               A &lt;br /&gt;i pick the ripest on i still got the seed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pre-chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B             C#m           A &lt;br /&gt;you said move on where do i go&lt;br /&gt;B       C#m            A     F#m &lt;br /&gt;i guess second best is all i will know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;           E                B                C#m &lt;br /&gt;cause when im with him i am thinking of you, thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;A              B&lt;br /&gt;what you would do if&lt;br /&gt;E                        B&lt;br /&gt;you were the one who was spending the night&lt;br /&gt;C#m                  A            F#m &lt;br /&gt;oh i wish that i was looking into your eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse2&lt;br /&gt;you're like an indian summer in the middle of winter &lt;br /&gt;like a hard candy with a surprise center&lt;br /&gt;how do i get better once ive had the best&lt;br /&gt;you said there's tons of fish in the waters&lt;br /&gt;so the waters i will test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-Chorus&lt;br /&gt;he kissed my lips i taste your mouth&lt;br /&gt;he pulled me in, i was discussed with myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;cause when im with him i am thinking of you, thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;what you would do if&lt;br /&gt;you were the one who was spending the night&lt;br /&gt;oh i wish that i was looking into your....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;C#m          B       A&lt;br /&gt;the best and oh i do regret&lt;br /&gt;B           C#m B      A   B  &lt;br /&gt;how could i let myself let you go&lt;br /&gt;C#m     B                A&lt;br /&gt;and now, now the lessons learned&lt;br /&gt;B                   A&lt;br /&gt;i touched and i was burned&lt;br /&gt;B          A          B&lt;br /&gt;oh i think you should know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;cause when im with him i am thinking of you, thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;what you would do if&lt;br /&gt;you were the one who was spending the night&lt;br /&gt;oh i wish that i was looking into your eye, your eyes, your eye&lt;br /&gt;wont you walk through and&lt;br /&gt;bust down the door and take me away no more mistakes&lt;br /&gt;cause in your eyes i'd like to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics seriously. Lousy comparisons and meaning. But I just like it somehow. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-7765876510927170402?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7765876510927170402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/thinking-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/7765876510927170402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/7765876510927170402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/thinking-of-you.html' title='Thinking of you'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-8761259983946592373</id><published>2011-03-22T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T20:21:19.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking at the brighter side.</title><content type='html'>Sigh no more. Fulfilling the uttermost vision and mission, living life to the max. It's a harsh yet beautiful beginning. Life as a rut has turn over a new. I hope that this will last. Persistence and endurance must I face to obtain an overwhelming result. Haha.... You might be wondering what I'm trying to pull right now. I'm not telling just yet until results are out. I don't want to open my big mouth and make empty promises without fulfilling any of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies. A must to achieve my goal of success. I know I've been rather lazy this holiday, taking everything easy, going at a very slow pace living with no aims and expectations everyday. Must work harder!! I CAN DO IT. I'm still holding 3.5 as an aim and promise to myself to try my best to achieve it!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIGHTING!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh &lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-8761259983946592373?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8761259983946592373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/looking-at-brighter-side.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8761259983946592373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8761259983946592373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/looking-at-brighter-side.html' title='Looking at the brighter side.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-5425814695204996814</id><published>2011-03-18T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T09:02:55.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness.</title><content type='html'>Today is a very pleasant and happy day. At first, it did not go the way I wanted. After breakfast, mum will go out to watch a movie herself and I will go with my friends to the library. I was thinking I will go somewhere more interesting than the library. Since I'm the one who ajak them and ask them to suggest.... Follow lah~ anyways, studying is not a bad thing after all. When I reached, I found out that I'm the only one with Marcus and Xue Wei. Oh no! I'm going to be the BRIGHTEST SPOTlight for the next 3hours before tuition starts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I've still got mum. So i asked them to drop me off at Ipoh Parade to watch movie with her. Went for tuition after the show. It's Invasion of LA (I think). Quite a nice show if you like combat shows. I just love the bass sound of the guns and helicopter. Later after tuition I went back to Ipoh Parade to continue walking with mum. Bought a fee things that I really loved. Simple stuff that will make me really happy. After that we went to a restaurant to meet my Aunt from Slangor to have dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the period where I have nothing to do till 10 (thats when I've gotta fetch my bro from work). So how?? I called Marcus out for "yum cha" and chit chatted. So sorry that I have to call him at such circumstances with such short notice. I was also surprised that Mok agree to come too cause he usually has work till 11. Just at the right time, he is having 10days break. Just the 3 of us, chit chat and send them home and met 2 of Jerome's colleagues. They were quite friendly. Went home after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with mum a bit with Jerome and now I'm typing this. Happiness is really easy to find if you take small things as your source of happiness. You'll never know how small things like buying little things that you like, chit chatting with friends and family and not feeling guilty of not studying will seriously give you happiness. Happiness comes when you make everything enjoyable. It's easy to achieve to some and hard for a lot of people cause they don't realize happiness is always around them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-5425814695204996814?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5425814695204996814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/5425814695204996814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/5425814695204996814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/happiness.html' title='Happiness.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-6573924099411132195</id><published>2011-03-16T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T09:18:27.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Success.</title><content type='html'>How do we measure success? To what extend that a person is considered successful? How can be an individual be more successful than others? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We usually view success as someone better than another. Is success measured by comparison? Whether who is richer, who has higher marks and better grades or who gets better results. Is that how we measure the level of success? We often say that "he is a successful man/woman". When we say that, are we actually comparing him/her with another individual? Mostly are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we actually measure success? We can't take out the calculator and start pressing because success can't be measured mathematically. We can only evaluate that person by his/her improvement in doing something and the results of his/her efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt something when mum share with me what the father said to the congregation last Sunday (I was attending another church that day). We often view ourselves as successful when we make someone else worse than us. For instance, we view that we are successful in a company, getting a pay rise while others don't by being a hypocrite. "a person who make someone else weaker to see him/herself as successful, is a person who is not. We do not take others' failures as our victory but by learning from our own failures and excel in life making failures a success." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success can't be compared with others. It should be compared with our own ability and status. A person who is successful in all aspects is a person who succeeded from their mistakes and failures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-6573924099411132195?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6573924099411132195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/success.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6573924099411132195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6573924099411132195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/success.html' title='Success.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-1804603594349696494</id><published>2011-03-16T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T09:18:14.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lent is here.</title><content type='html'>Lent. A celebration I've never celebrate before since I'm a Christian. How sad. Yeah~ I heard in church and during Sunday School telling us to keep aside some money for the poor but I always failed to do so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, this year THE FIRST time I'm going to really follow lent.(I hope) what's actually Lent? It's more of sacrificing something that you love to do so much (eg: eat, buy clothes, Facebook). It's more of saving the money that you use for stuff that you WANT for people who NEED the money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm going/planing to do is try to eat lesser to a certain extend with still enough energy to study and give it to the poor. I really hope that I succeed. It's not so much about the money for us, it's more of the heart to give and share as God gave his one and ONLY SON to DIE FOR US ON THE CROSS. I'm going to give all that I can and say bye bye to shopping! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-1804603594349696494?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1804603594349696494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/lent-is-here_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/1804603594349696494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/1804603594349696494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/lent-is-here_16.html' title='Lent is here.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-1046387224963570720</id><published>2011-03-15T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T09:16:27.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lent is here.</title><content type='html'>Lent. A celebration I've never celebrate before since I'm a Christian. How sad. Yeah~ I heard in church and during Sunday School telling us to keep aside some money for the poor but I always failed to do so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, this year THE FIRST time I'm going to really follow lent.(I hope) what's actually Lent? It's more of sacrificing something that you love to do so much (eg: eat, buy clothes, Facebook). It's more of saving the money that you use for stuff that you WANT for people who NEED the money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm going/planing to do is try to eat lesser to a certain extend with still enough energy to study and give it to the poor. I really hope that I succeed. It's not so much about the money for us, it's more of the heart to give and share as God gave his one and ONLY SON to DIE FOR US ON THE CROSS. I'm going to give all that I can and say bye bye to shopping! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-1046387224963570720?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1046387224963570720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/lent-is-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/1046387224963570720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/1046387224963570720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/lent-is-here.html' title='Lent is here.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-1412933163525662074</id><published>2011-03-14T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T09:13:38.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I wrong?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I always wondered things that I did hurt others. I just can't read minds ya know? Im just an ordinary human being, not God. But something certain. I know how to analyze facial expression. Through time, we know and understand more. Thats how I grab hold of someone's physical actions. I just can't tahan whenever I'm curious of something and yet I don't get the answer. I know, knowing nothing is better than something. What to do... Curiosity kills yet again. The worst is it's related to you, but you have just a mere knowledge of what is happening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of it sometimes. But gosh! Really gotta snap out of it. It's hard. Sigh. How can I understand someone till an extend of knowing how they feel and how they will react if i've done something to them. If knowing that it's going to be negative, perhaps I won't do it. I just I'm not always wrong. I need directions. Please help me Lord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-1412933163525662074?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1412933163525662074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/am-i-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/1412933163525662074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/1412933163525662074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/am-i-wrong.html' title='Am I wrong?'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-5814511186150224710</id><published>2011-03-09T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T16:39:42.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knowing nothing is better than knowing something.</title><content type='html'>It's always better to not know something rather to dig out the uttermost secret. It's more like digging your own grave. I've learn more than enough this time around. I do hope I really learn and make a change. I have a bad habit. I have this very very deep longing to find out something. Something either a person who is not willing to open up to me. I'm just testing one's patience by asking them to open up. I'm just not used to it. In my family, things must be settled through proper communication, talking oneself out to set free the load from oneself's shoulder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just confused. When problem strikes, people  just choose not to talk about it as if they are avoiding the problem leaving it as it is not perusing any longer to seek remedy. I continuously, persistently seeking an answer and a solution to the problem is at the lose. I always thought by talking things out make a man smile. I was WRONG. I failed. I can't make one smile by talking to them. I will only make things worse and add additional pain by digging more and more stuff out of that person. What can I do?? Just let the person be?? Yeah. Perhaps. I should let that person cool down and think out a solution to their own problems themselves. Or I'm just not the right person they are seeking in resolving their problems. I'm just too unaware and oblivious of the situation and one's feelings at that spur moment. How can I not find out a problem relating to me letting situation cool down by itself and not feel bad about it? Sigh. It's just hard. Sometimes I just wish that I'm that care-less person who don't think about most problems letting them be as it is knowing that things would be solved by itself somehow or rather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope I can do it. There are more problems ahead of me, more relationships to handle and more stuff to think about other than just the problem itself. How? Let go?? Sigh. Why are there so many things in life that I must let go? Is this the best solution? I have the thirst to know. Can anyone tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-5814511186150224710?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5814511186150224710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/knowing-nothing-is-better-than-knowing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/5814511186150224710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/5814511186150224710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/knowing-nothing-is-better-than-knowing.html' title='Knowing nothing is better than knowing something.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-965433081515694348</id><published>2011-03-08T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T16:39:36.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Understanding.</title><content type='html'>Understanding. What is understanding? According to Dictionary.com understanding is:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-a state of cooperative or mutually tolerant relations between people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-a mutual agreement, especially of a private, unannounced, or tacit kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-an agreement regulating joint activity or settling differences, often informal or preliminary in character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the explanation itself brings various meanings. Cooperative, mutual tolerance, mutual agreement and relations. It is very important to have understanding between humans in whatever relationships. It is a natural thing for humans to have understanding in relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, not all are like that. Sometimes we seek mutual understanding but it just don't come by. It is only natural a God create everyone with different minds, thinking and different feelings. There are times where you thought you've understand but the fact is you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, time and communication are the ways to understand a person. Some take years to understand someone, some took a lifetime and yet failed to understand a certain individual in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To understand someone is to first observe. We have to observe his/her whereabouts, habits, likings and dislikes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second is through communicating. God gave humans the best tool in every single one of us. No matter where we are from, what language that we speak, we will just somehow find a way to communicate. To know someone well and to understand someone comes from communication. Communication sets a man's heart and internal feelings free. We tend to express our feelings out through speech in order for another person to understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time. Understanding needs time to build and nurtured. No one can just understand someone in a day after their first meet. We change all the time, our thinking, our attitude or our habit. Wr might understand a person a few years ago but it doesn't mean that we can be able to understand that particular person now. With time, he/she might not like something that he/she used to like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, love. Love is not just between two individuals, but love between any and everyone. Love is the key to understanding. When you love someone, you will somehow try your best to understand that person as well as possible to please or to make that someone happy. It doesn't matter whether it is love between parent and child, friends, colleagues or couples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, we must observe, communicate, take time and the MOST important thing is LOVE. God says "go out and LOVE ONE ANOTHER". We must first love in order to build an understanding between individuals or vice-versa.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-965433081515694348?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/965433081515694348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/understanding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/965433081515694348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/965433081515694348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/understanding.html' title='Understanding.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-8974915217381139578</id><published>2011-03-08T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T15:30:08.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As Expected.</title><content type='html'>Today is just as normal as everyday. Nothing much both in school and off school. Nothing seemed to be not okay. EXCEPT I got my business paper marked. I got a luckY number.... 7. You must be expecting something higher than this. But yeah, thats what I got out of a total of 50marks. None of my classmates got higher than 20 marks. All of us expected this result long ago. Almost 5-6 of us  got zero and only a handful got 10 marks and above. We are sort of going against him(my business teacher) cause he is a lousy one compared to paper 2 which is taught by another teacher. We are so going to get higher marks for paper 2!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-8974915217381139578?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8974915217381139578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/as-expected.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8974915217381139578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8974915217381139578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/as-expected.html' title='As Expected.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-2056564927293216168</id><published>2011-03-06T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T20:56:45.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past motion??!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Why past motion? It's actually "oh si" in canto. The last time we went was quite some time ago before tuition. Derick &amp; Sia Ping was late for lunch. Almost an hour and half we had been siting there. We had plenty of time after lunch before tuition. So we (Marcus, Xue Wei, Wai Wei and I) decided to go for a walk in Dr. Senivasagam park. The only excuse that Wai wei tot was going to the tuition center's toilet to finish up her "business" and acting as if she got stomach ache. We left Derick and Sia Ping to have their lunch and off we go to DR park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, We included them and Mei Shing since we came out at the same time. We had more time, more place to walk and more pictures taken... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/874.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_874.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/875.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_875.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/876.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_876.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/877.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_877.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu lintas Shell in DR Park where children learn about road safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/878.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_878.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A weird tree that looked like it's made of play dough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/879.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_879.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart shaped leaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/880.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_880.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might still act young, but the swing us too old o support our weight. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/881.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_881.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off we go to Japanese Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/882.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_882.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/883.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_883.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/884.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_884.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/885.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_885.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/886.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_886.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/887.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_887.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/888.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_888.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/889.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_889.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/890.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_890.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/891.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_891.jpg' border='0' width='208' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/892.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_892.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/893.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_893.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/894.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_894.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's have ice cream before we head to the next side of the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/895.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_895.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/896.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_896.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/897.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_897.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/898.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_898.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/899.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_899.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/900.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_900.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/06/901.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/06/s_901.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. All the sweating and walking under the hot and blazing sun us always worth it to capture and watch such a nice scene. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-2056564927293216168?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2056564927293216168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/past-motion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/2056564927293216168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/2056564927293216168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/past-motion.html' title='Past motion??!'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-4401976172928353879</id><published>2011-03-04T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T15:10:05.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's over!!</title><content type='html'>Every exam is a drag to me. It feels harder to study during exam period than in normal days. Maybe it's because of the pressure and psychology stress that made it so draggy. Even though it's a very short exam, 4days but it seemed so long when I am facing it and I felt that time is short when I'm revising. What a crazy brain I got there in my head??!!! Haha... Who cares, it's over. I'm going to continue to study. Time is really not on my side. I must buck up and work harder. Nothing comes free in this realistic world. Work hard Jeremy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-4401976172928353879?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4401976172928353879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/it-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/4401976172928353879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/4401976172928353879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/it-over.html' title='It&amp;#39;s over!!'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-754160544526501607</id><published>2011-03-02T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T19:52:21.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never almost there</title><content type='html'>Have you ever done something and it looked like it's never going to finish. It's really a drag if you do things that you are not really in favor of doing and yet have to be forced to do it. I'm sure everyone faces this kind of situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remedy? Hmm.... One of it is to take it positively. Take it as something interesting, less stress and fun. Many people would say that. (eg: "actually your problems are just as easy as ABC" or "math is like your closest friend") Haha.... Fact is, it's harder to treat it positively then to face the situation. So how? What should we do? I'm not sure of the best or perfect answer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let me tell you this. As you walk along this path, problems are just like humps and holes, Your ups and downs in life. No one faces a straight road ahead o life without any junctions, holes and humps. In fact, you should not be hoping that because only people in comma and never to wake up will face that kind of road. We should accept roads that were given to us by the Lord and walk it. As you walk, make good decision, taking the correct path to the destination. Avoid problems that may arise in the future like avoiding as many holes. Go slow when we meet humps, do not be to proud and ego when we succeed something in life because the higher we stand, the easier we tend to fall. If we fall, climb out of the hole and start walking again by taking small steps and improve the momentum to it's original speed in time to come.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's life? What's the meaning of living? In christianity, living on earth is a test, a practice to live life as good as possible before returning to the house of God in heaven and live an eternal life. So make life a test. We must prepare ourselves well before we face exams, make the best efforts in doing everything to be rewarded a golden key to the gates of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-754160544526501607?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/754160544526501607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/never-almost-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/754160544526501607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/754160544526501607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/never-almost-there.html' title='Never almost there'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-7076292871046269719</id><published>2011-03-02T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T15:37:54.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams are nearing.</title><content type='html'>Its on 1st of March. That's why I'm not that active here compared to last time. There are so many things to study, so little time to study. Not much time to revise cause everyone is rushing to finish the syllabus rather than doing revision. I can und because it's only 1st assessment test. STPM is our main objective. I'm just glad that I have good friends to teach me and share their knowledge with me. So if I am able to teach someone and share, I would definitely help that person cause it will help myself revise in another way. I just hope I'll do better after seeing my brother and friends getting their results. I just can't bare to know that it's actually my turn already. Isshh... I really wish I can go through it asap and finish it nicely. My target is at least 3.5. It's kinda high. But certain target and expectations get a person going. Go Jeremy!!! 3.5 here I come!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-7076292871046269719?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7076292871046269719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/exams-are-nearing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/7076292871046269719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/7076292871046269719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/03/exams-are-nearing.html' title='Exams are nearing.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-528838680478726016</id><published>2011-02-27T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T01:01:32.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Math Breakout.</title><content type='html'>Feb 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday. Math tuition. After school and extra class, we went all the way to 1st garden to have lunch and stop by Yit Wei's house to have a break before math tuition at 4. I slept while they ate and chit chatted. It's almost 3.30. We were rushing out for tuition and went to Mei Shing's house to call her out. She just woke up thinking that the tuition starts at 4.30 (FYI, Mei Shing, Xue Wei and Marcus are new comers). She came to the door and went back in to change. Then a message came. "TUITION CANCELLED!" We were like... What the??!! Mei Shing got herself dressed up and she came out. We told her tuition was cancelled and so we went in her house to pay a visit. Chat for a while and left. Later after that... Hehe.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans keep occurring in my mind. After we went back to Yit Wei's house, we thought of going to Kledang hill for a walk. Haha... Our past motion (shit in the modern colloquial) plan to pass time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/26/1653.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/26/s_1653.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/26/1654.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/26/s_1654.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/26/1655.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/26/s_1655.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a 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border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/26/1661.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/26/s_1661.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/26/1662.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/26/s_1662.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/26/1663.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/26/s_1663.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/26/1665.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/26/s_1665.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/26/1666.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/26/s_1666.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/26/1667.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/26/s_1667.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/26/1668.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/26/s_1668.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/26/1669.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/26/s_1669.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/26/1670.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/26/s_1670.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/26/1671.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/26/s_1671.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/26/1673.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/26/s_1673.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/26/1674.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/26/s_1674.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/26/1675.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/26/s_1675.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even met and talked to a couple who took the pictures for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/26/1676.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/26/s_1676.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went over to "Wong Kam" to have a tea break. For me it was dinner so we ate and I finally found out the difference between "wan tao long" and "au yoke ping". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/26/1677.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/26/s_1677.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired. Went home after fetching Yit Wei home. That's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-528838680478726016?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/528838680478726016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/math-breakout.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/528838680478726016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/528838680478726016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/math-breakout.html' title='Math Breakout.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-6761892146530905162</id><published>2011-02-21T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T14:02:29.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Librarians and Prefects.</title><content type='html'>One question to ask. Are they the same? Are LIBRARIANS and PREFECTS the SAME??? NO!!!! NOT AT ALL!!! To me, the only similarities were, we are all students of the school and we wears the same tie. What's the big fuss of who is BETTER??? I don't know whether there's actually a single comparison that we can do. They are both doing DIFFERENT duties for the school. TOTALLY DIFFERENT ROLES AN WHY THE HACK ARE YOU COMPARING??!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duties of a Prefect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Control the discipline of students.&lt;br /&gt;Make sure RULES in the school are obeyed by all.&lt;br /&gt;Incharge of almost everything around school compounds from gates, to canteen, to hall and to the field during assembly.&lt;br /&gt;In fact I might loose out some points cause I'm not a prefect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A duty of a librarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple. Everything in the library and everything that has to do with information. &lt;br /&gt;Take care of the property (books, shelves, stationaries) &lt;br /&gt;Make sure books are wrapped, processed and arrange properly. &lt;br /&gt;Make sure students can borrow and return books. &lt;br /&gt;All in all.... EVERYTHING that is happening in the LIBRARY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the similarity?? I seem to not find any. NONE!! What's there to compare. Making troubles like how the Librarians attire has to differ from the prefects, wearing different colour name tags and other physical stuff that doesn't prove the functionality of both parties. Why is this happening? Can we actually compare a pen and a chair? They are two different things way beyond comparisons. Both were created by humans and one is to sit on, another to write with. It's the same scenario here. Librarians and prefects are created by the school. One is to take care of the library and another taking care the well-being of the students. Why can't the teachers see this point. I cam understand if you are comparing with a library or prefects from the same school. But this is total ABSURD! just cut the crap and save gas competing with each other. You won't get a pay raise if you do better. In the end, you are still colleagues, you are still schoolmates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compare with something worth comparing. Comparing is stupid if you are comparing two absolute different things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-6761892146530905162?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6761892146530905162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/librarians-and-prefects.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6761892146530905162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6761892146530905162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/librarians-and-prefects.html' title='Librarians and Prefects.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-3608148840981750178</id><published>2011-02-21T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T14:02:35.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unending headache!</title><content type='html'>My car. A very ugly, dented and rusty car. No mater how I wish it could be nicer, it can't be. I'm a perfectionist. I want things that I do, I use... Short to say EVERYTHING are perfect. God does not grant my wish. He is the only perfect one and none other than that. My car... My car is far beyond okay. It's imperfectness is everywhere. The tail lights, hood, interior, seats. Gosh!! What else??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst was, each and everytime it's fixed, another problem will pop out. It's been like that since a year now. After countless of fixing and fixing. Nothing seemed to be okay. From the body to the interior to the tyres and to the accessories. The alarm especially!! It's been the nth time I had it fix!! Gosh!! First was no batt. Then, wiring, then final resort is change a new one. what??!!! Gosh... Don't know when this will end. Sick of going to the car wanting to drive but can't due to the troubles it's giving me. I'm just sick of it. Not sick if the car but the problems it gave and the massive amount of money we had to spend. Wish that it could end. Better still if there's a new car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-3608148840981750178?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3608148840981750178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/unending-headache.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/3608148840981750178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/3608148840981750178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/unending-headache.html' title='Unending headache!'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-505791863806853514</id><published>2011-02-20T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T14:02:24.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why say something??</title><content type='html'>Okay. Here's a situation. People are going crazy about something petty like getting the formation right for some watikah pelantikan for the librarians. The ideas of the teacher is already an headache for all of us and some were just digging other's and their own graves. What they did was SAYING SOMETHING, leaving extra comments to make things worst. People will always invite good suggestions and take every opinion into consideration. But if opinions and suggestions are killing time and making the problem into a bigger one, might as well you keep opinions to yourself. There were almost 30 of us. If each of us have an opinion to voice out, who's going to follow orders then?? Sometimes it's just good to keep quiet and follow. Situation would be much simpler that way. Thats why in all and every company to any organization, there will only be ONE leader giving out directions for other to follow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what's going to turn up this Monday for the pelantikan thing. I don't care. I will just follow the directions given by who ever it is and end it ASAP. It's pointless anyways. Not that great afterall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-505791863806853514?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/505791863806853514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/why-say-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/505791863806853514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/505791863806853514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/why-say-something.html' title='Why say something??'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-564166664545531163</id><published>2011-02-17T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T15:34:36.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lameness.</title><content type='html'>Feb 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after Math and MUET class, I went out for a drink with Chun Sing, Andrew and Li Yee. It was just 3 of us when we went there and joined by a fee of their church mates. They were joking about Li yee's lameness and about her short laugh. Everyone enjoyed themselves. I did although I didn't say much. And although i don't know the church members well. Church classes were never boring cause somehow my brains worked well in God's House. Big thanks to Chun Sing for inviting me to the class and get to know these whacky and LAME people!!! Thanks sir for teaching me all this while. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-564166664545531163?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/564166664545531163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/lameness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/564166664545531163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/564166664545531163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/lameness.html' title='Lameness.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-2191705414736211473</id><published>2011-02-13T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T19:08:27.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hairwired Priority</title><content type='html'>Feb 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a really awkward day. 1st of all having a friend over to my house to study on the sabbath day. After church, mum, Unc. Justin and I went to a shop nearby church to have beef soup noodles. Mum said she wants to buy some veg for linch later at the wet market. So I asked Unc. Justin to go down to book place first. After going for 2 rounds around the parking lot, I've decided to park the car in the wet market. I walked to the shop, find a chair and sat down. I asked him nicely: did you order for me, mum?? Then he replied: "NO!! I didn't." I was stunned. I don't really know why he is mad about cause usually he is the one who ordered for all of us. "Never mind Loh", I told myself. I was thinking of waiting for mum to order when she has done with her shopping. Ate and left to fetch Choon Wei home for study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Reached home and confronted mum. She said I was the one who caused him with his black face. " I was like .........." what??!! I fetched him there and park the car. You can't even order the food for me. His reason was I was playing my iPod after I reached. Of course lah!! It is an understandable state that I park the car, mum go for shopping, you book the place and order. It's weird that he put it that way because he had no intentions to order in the first place, even before I came in and sat down. Never mind lah.... Ish. Don't want to fight with these old people. Just something to tell you " yes, you may be the older one, but not everything in this world goes your way." I'm your family member. If you think that doing something so small is burdening you, then love and family is not your top priority. Set them. Set your top priority. And when you face unsatisfaction, reason it out. And you might prove yourself wrong. Doesn't mean that you are older and you should not listen to someone younger than you. No one is perfect. God create humans with different gender and age to relate to each other and have mutual... MUTUAL exchange of thoughts to learn and to excel in life.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&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/1746724105533306973-2191705414736211473?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2191705414736211473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/hairwired-priority.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/2191705414736211473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/2191705414736211473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/hairwired-priority.html' title='Hairwired Priority'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-3502756272562655147</id><published>2011-02-11T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T15:34:06.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9th Day.</title><content type='html'>This is the first time I went to witness the Chinese and Buddhist culture on the 9th day. They called it the "9 wong yeh" or direct translation from mandarin "九王爷" if I'm not mistaken. Haha. My mandarin sucks!! Anyways, there were a lot of food even more than what I had during the 1st day. And loads of paper folded "gold" and a few of familiar faces at Kok Chung's house.     &lt;br /&gt; It was a kind of simple ceremony where they light up the huge josstick and start praying. Then they burn up the folded gold papers. Shell of Red eggs were pealed and thrown into the burning fire for luck and prosperity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3326.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3326.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children played fire crackers as well. There were so many of them and thats what make the event even more livelier! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3327.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3327.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3328.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3328.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kok Chung's nephews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Then we ate the pork... SIEW YOKE. my favorite and chit chatted. Its really and eye opening event for me to at least know the tradition or ceremony practiced by the buddhist. It's a great honor for me to attend and be late for school the next day. Ehhe... (as you can see on the previous post) oh yeah!! Almost forgotten. I've captured a picture of the "monster side" of my friend, Mok with the way he eats!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3329.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3329.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3330.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3330.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-3502756272562655147?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3502756272562655147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/9th-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/3502756272562655147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/3502756272562655147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/9th-day.html' title='9th Day.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-8955450567035265098</id><published>2011-02-11T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T15:17:29.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm late!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went over to Kok's house for "bai tin gong". I spent my time there throughout the whole process for the first time in my life till 2 something. We chatted and ate a lot!!! it was the whole roasted pork!!! The whole pork lying there on the table. Besides, there were fish, chicken, crabs, prawns and other Chinese "kuih". I just ate my favorite "Siew Yoke" ny. It was just AWSM!! I went home bathed, packed my bags and ironed my school uniform. Went to bed straight after that. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;This morning when I open my eyes. I saw light shining in my room. I actually thought that It was a Saturday. When I step out of my blurish world and came back to my senses..... OMG!!! IM LATE FOR SCHOOL!!!! it's 7.45. Gosh!!! Hurried downstairs, bathed and woke Jerome up to fetch me to School. I reached there around 8.30. 1 hour late. Missed the first class. Heheh.... But things turned out okay. It's worth it I would say to experience the chinese culture and experiencing being that late to school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-8955450567035265098?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8955450567035265098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-late.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8955450567035265098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8955450567035265098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-late.html' title='I&amp;#39;m late!!!'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-6361788432367371913</id><published>2011-02-10T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T20:53:37.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eve.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I've actually written this post before on that very night itself, but my iPod somehow died and have deleted what I've written! Garh!!!! But nevermind. I will try to flashback a bit of what has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, I woke up and washed the car and did some minor house chores while mum fetch Jerome to work and go to grandma's place to help out. The car was sparkling clean as well as my tummy. Sparkling clean and EMPTY. I went to Tesco Extra to get something and head straight to Grandma's house. I ate a bit and watched some Korean Drama. A quite old show. Few years back I think. Still an addict?? Yes!! I am!!! Haha. Just can't run away from them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important agenda on the list arrived. The 'REUNION DINNER'. The food!! I just can't wait to chew and swallow them down into my stomach! The dishes were...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/10/586.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/10/s_586.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sea Cucumber and Mushroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/10/587.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/10/s_587.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prawns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/10/588.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/10/s_588.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steamed Chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/10/589.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/10/s_589.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite "Siew Yoke"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/10/590.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/10/s_590.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/10/591.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/10/s_591.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lettuce and mix veg wrapped together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/10/592.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/10/s_592.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kai Lan".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/10/593.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/10/s_593.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix Veg (peas, carrots, mini maze, water chestnut and cashew nuts.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/10/594.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/10/s_594.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My worst enemy!! Coriander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/10/595.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/10/s_595.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later after that we went for Lou Shang!! It was superb AWSM although I don't enjoy this dish. But the mixing with the chopsticks made it nicer than how it tasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/10/596.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/10/s_596.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/10/597.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/10/s_597.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/10/598.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/10/s_598.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/10/599.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/10/s_599.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-6361788432367371913?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6361788432367371913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/eve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6361788432367371913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/6361788432367371913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/eve.html' title='The Eve.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-8011125679696426653</id><published>2011-02-07T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T15:37:33.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How's my CNY??</title><content type='html'>Feb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day is THE DAY. Every year since don't know when, we will have home visiting. From walking and cycling to riding motorcycle, and now driving. Every year we will meet at our HQ (head quarters) which is at the Twins' home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3298.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3298.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then we will move to our friends' home one by one. This time around we have....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus and Derick&lt;br /&gt;Mok&lt;br /&gt;David Chu&lt;br /&gt;Kah Weng&lt;br /&gt;Soon Ginn&lt;br /&gt;Kok King&lt;br /&gt;Chee Yan&lt;br /&gt;Wei Lun&lt;br /&gt;Jackson&lt;br /&gt;Samuel&lt;br /&gt;Kok Chung&lt;br /&gt;Chun Sing&lt;br /&gt;Jason Lee&lt;br /&gt;Jia Chun&lt;br /&gt;Eugene Mah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 of us!!!! And 12 homes visited! We started at around 8.00 and all the way down to evening at around 6 in the evening. After gathering at HQ, we went to a shop near by Kah Weng's house to have breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3299.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3299.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3300.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3300.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3301.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3301.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3302.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3302.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3303.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3303.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we head to our second home.... Mok's house!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3304.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3304.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3305.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3305.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to David's home. Sorry forgot to take out my phone cause David was too Obsessed with his SNSD posters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next to Kah Weng's House!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3306.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3306.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3307.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3307.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3308.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3308.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3309.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3309.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3310.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3310.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3311.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3311.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3312.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3312.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3313.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3313.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah!!! Got fire crackers too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3314.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3314.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3315.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3315.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move on... This is Soon Ginn's home... The house with the most food. We feed ourselves here ever year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3316.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3316.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3317.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3317.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3318.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3318.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up next, Kok King's home. This is the first time I saw his complete family cause the last time his house was empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we move on to Chee Yan's and Wei Lun's home. Sorry... No pics here either cause haha... For the same reason. SNSD. Their programme was on TV... so no time to take pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3319.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3319.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3320.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3320.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3321.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3321.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3323.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3323.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/3325.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_3325.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our  lou shang here at Jackson's home. You might be wondering why there were forks. Haha. Because there were not enough chopsticks to Lou..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop, is my home, Samuel's and Kok Chung's home. After visiting Kok Chung's home everyone is tired and went home. We said our goodbyes and that was about it. Our visit. Tired but EXTREMELY NICE!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&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/1746724105533306973-8011125679696426653?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8011125679696426653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-my-cny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8011125679696426653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8011125679696426653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-my-cny.html' title='How&amp;#39;s my CNY??'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-8438277091551220794</id><published>2011-02-01T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T21:05:05.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eve of Eve</title><content type='html'>Feb 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the Eve of Eve of Chinese New Year. I didn't do much initially. Was at grandma's home. Woke up in the morning to fetch mum and grandma to the wet market to get goods for reunion dinner. After sending them, I don't dare to sleep knowing that one call, I have to go back out to fetch them again. So I went back and watched the Korean Drama. So nice~ hehe. (still an addict). Mum called, fetched her and we went for breakfast. Breakfast was just okay. Not to say very nice. Addible I would say. Tapao for Jerome and went home to continue my show. At around 9 something, I went out again to fetch my bro to work and wash my aunts car at the same time. I have a confession to make. Her car is way better than our car except the size and the volume. The rest is just so much better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back and continue watching (told you I was an addict!) I was rushing to finish the 2nd disc because mum wants to watch. So after I'd finish (which I did) I will watch the 3rd disc, she will watch the 2nd. Lunch was just normal. Noodles and veg. It was nice lah cause grandma cooked it. Packed and went my home. I slept when mum was watching the 2nd disc. Gosh... I can't believe how much I can sleep... I slept from 4 something to 7 something. Almost miss Chun Sing's party. I was an hour late. When I went there, everything is almost walloped up by them. I ate a bit of noods and chatted with Cheryl... OMG!!! it's Cheryl. So damn lama tak jumpe ady. Was so happy to see her. Chat a bit and was planing to go out with them (my form 5 HTS gang) for a proper yum cha... :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After makan, we sat in a big circle for some ice breaker. The game is hard to explain. Its definitely not musical chair. It's nice and we enjoy it. There's still punishment. It's Chun Sing's ultimate power~ chilli sause, tomato sause and salt water mixed. Eukk!!! But everything can be replaced by a word. Fun. It's nice and most importantly FUN!! thanks Chun Sing!!! After sending one by one home, I decided to lepak for a while more. We went for "lolo" in "thong sui gai" with Jason, Chun Sing and Wei Lun. It was nice. There were a variety of honey dew, yam, kiwi and watermelon. It's some sort of ice kacang type without kacang. Ehe.... That's all for eve's Eve.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&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/1746724105533306973-8438277091551220794?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8438277091551220794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/eve-of-eve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8438277091551220794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8438277091551220794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/eve-of-eve.html' title='Eve of Eve'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-8763909662134145412</id><published>2011-01-31T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T21:07:33.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Handbag for A New Year!</title><content type='html'>Jan 31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for shopping at Kinta City. It's Monday, but there was so many people. Like there was no other place to go. I brought mum and grandma for jalan jalan. Grandma saw a promotion on sunglasses. She went there to have a look. She start asking the salesman. At first I thought she was just going to ask for fun. See see she was actually having motive to get it. She aloes mum to pick with her. It's actually a sweet deal. 2 pairs for a hundred ringgit. Okay lah~ but I pity the salesman. Have to entertain my grandma for so long. Haha. My mum even said that it is a good training for him. After that mum and I went to other shops around to look for a handbag since her favorite one finally worn out. Went to quite a lot of shops yet we can't find. Either it's too ugly or just plain expensive. At last we went to Vincci where my neighbor was working to get the handbag. It was initially RM145 nett. But with her staff price, we got it for RM87. 40% off. Okay lah. It was nice and mum was happy. I told her I'm sponsoring RM50 and the rest Jerome might fork out. Jerome agreed anyways. So it consider as her CNY present from us. HAPPY CNY MUM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&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/1746724105533306973-8763909662134145412?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8763909662134145412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-handbag-for-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8763909662134145412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8763909662134145412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-handbag-for-new-year.html' title='A New Handbag for A New Year!'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-2164127264108922873</id><published>2011-01-27T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T21:03:59.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Gosh!</title><content type='html'>Hello. Long time no post. Seriously. I hardly have time to sleep cause I too many things to do. One after another, like a free flow water that has no end. Its just 4 subjects and I'm like dying already. Gosh... How long more can I survive. It's just January. I still got time to blog a bit (not actually). What about when it's September? I don't think I have time to even Facebook. So gonna grab this opportunity to write as much as possible before horror sets in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-2164127264108922873?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2164127264108922873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-gosh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/2164127264108922873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/2164127264108922873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-gosh.html' title='Oh Gosh!'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-8148356237832487460</id><published>2011-01-27T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T21:03:41.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrow heads</title><content type='html'>Jan 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/713.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/s_713.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after school, we were suppose to go somewhere for lunch, somewhere far infect. At last we came to an agreement of going Kin Kitchen near Tesco, my friend's shop. We sat and the waiter gave us the menu.... We glanced through and looked at each other. We just had late breakfast during recess. We were still very full. Don't know what to order. And plus we have plenty of time till 3.30 for our Economics tuition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a stupid suggestion came to our mind. Tesco. Take a stroll there and go back to the shop to eat. We walked there cause it was seriously a stone's throw from the café. It was under the hot and blazing sun. That's the best way to help digest the food we had from recess kan??? So at first was just plain window shopping. Then somehow they just ending up choosing this "arrow heads" together with the aunties. Haha.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/714.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/s_714.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/715.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/s_715.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/716.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/s_716.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/717.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/s_717.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/718.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/s_718.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/719.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/s_719.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/720.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/s_720.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/721.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/s_721.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/722.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/s_722.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/723.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/s_723.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/724.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/s_724.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/725.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/s_725.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/726.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/s_726.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They took almost an hour more to pick them from one barrow to another. But not to deny it's really cheap. One big packet for only 4bucks plus ny. Not bad lah. I was not in it cause I don't know how to choose. We came out at around 1.45 and realized that it's actually late for tuition after our lunch. That's what we've ordered. Fried noodle something....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/727.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/s_727.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-8148356237832487460?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8148356237832487460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/01/arrow-heads.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8148356237832487460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/8148356237832487460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/01/arrow-heads.html' title='Arrow heads'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-1351996608605005162</id><published>2011-01-26T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T21:04:20.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No CNY mood yet</title><content type='html'>This year seemed to be too early for New Year don't you think? I mean school started for not even a month and we are going to have our holidays. Time really flies. With a blink of an eye, January is over. Can't believe myself, one month later I'm 1 year since I've entered NS.  It's seriously miraculously how time can fly so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why no mood? Besides it's too early, I'm just so unhappy that our holidays are before New Year rather than after it. Usually people will enjoy till the 8-9th day of New Year. But this time, we have to start school by  the fifth day. How sad... Wish can enjoy more. Oh yeah... We might not even make it to my classmates' house. Because usually they will come back from their "kampung" at the 3rd day. So by the fifth day... Aishh.... No time wheyy!!!! So unfair. Plus, Mel can't make it to Ipoh because he have to go Singapore to celebrate CNY on the 4th day. Perhaps I'm just going to take "self-declare holiday". Who cares if you (my class teacher) write a "P" on the attendance list which actually means "PONTENG". I DON'T CARE! hahaahahahhaha.... Just going to enjoy to the max! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-1351996608605005162?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1351996608605005162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-cny-mood-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/1351996608605005162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/1351996608605005162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-cny-mood-yet.html' title='No CNY mood yet'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-5977365515161086196</id><published>2011-01-23T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T21:01:58.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, Empty</title><content type='html'>I'm very busy lately, very very in fact. Work jeep pouring in my hands, so much done yet so much unfinished. It's good I thought. It keep one's mind busy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty? Yes its empty inside. Brother is leaving soon (half "praise the LORD" half "oh NO!!") now when I'm awake, he's asleep, when I'm doing stuff, he plays the com. So we are both busy with our own stuff. Sometimes I just want someone to be by my side even without saying a word. And sometimes I need someone that can do beyond that. But what to do.... I'm just going to make life great. Make life as happy as possible? Yeah.. Perhaps. I have to. A year's quote is really hard to follow right? Harder to follow "loose 5KG in this year". Cause I've successfully loose 2KG... hehe.... Thanks to mum not stocking food at home leaving my fridge as empty as possible. And all those milk, cereals and oat she bought. Gosh.... But it's really nice. Cereals and oats rawks!!! I need to not just loose weight, but to loose my belly!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-5977365515161086196?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5977365515161086196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/01/busy-empty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/5977365515161086196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/5977365515161086196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/01/busy-empty.html' title='Busy, Empty'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1746724105533306973.post-4467772725475213581</id><published>2011-01-21T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T14:13:10.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuitionic day.</title><content type='html'>It's thaipusam today and my economics tuition teacher planned to add to my stress level by replacing CNY tuition today. Usually I have MUET and math at 5. In the middle after school, I can still rest a bit. Well, today I have economics from 12-2, math from 5-7 and MUET from 7.30-8.30. Reached home at 9 with my empty stomach. So tired. Hehe. But I still managed to watch repo man before I sleep... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/remmygoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1746724105533306973-4467772725475213581?l=remmygoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4467772725475213581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/01/tuitionic-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/4467772725475213581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1746724105533306973/posts/default/4467772725475213581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remmygoh.blogspot.com/2011/01/tuitionic-day.html' title='Tuitionic day.'/><author><name>remmygoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10899394957874652531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ51vEV20eA/TuOQwrliXsI/AAAAAAAAATE/j2ivMBYFSb4/s220/10%2BDec%2B%252711.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
