<?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-29859818</id><updated>2011-12-14T11:57:34.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iNSiGHT</title><subtitle type='html'>Peer in...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-1614531219051058486</id><published>2009-09-13T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T22:20:52.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September 09.</title><content type='html'>That's 6 months and 12 days. Since i wrote anything here.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's a good thing, because if i'm emo i come up and write. So does that mean i'm less emo-er these days?&lt;br /&gt;Well, so far so good (hopefully).. and this has to last till the end of the year!&lt;br /&gt;Being in the last semester doesn't necessarily feel good, especially when there's no continuation of direction on the GPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That issue aside, i've got to tell you guys that i'm glad brother's here (staying at the same place) this year. Brothers are brothers, they can be fun, troublesome, or bully-able at times. However i find a sense of 'usefulness' as a sister when i can go to the market and get him some big boxes of strawberries... or let him finish up the food that we girls can't finish... (mind you, not leftovers XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we both are graduating end of this year. He's staying. I'm _____ (can you fill in the blank [correctly or accurately] for me? thanks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, til next time. I've got two mid sems and a bioassay report to settle before the spring break that commences next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-1614531219051058486?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/1614531219051058486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=1614531219051058486' title='52 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/1614531219051058486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/1614531219051058486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-09.html' title='September 09.'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>52</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-6349102043176835159</id><published>2009-03-02T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T23:24:47.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Sad, One Mad, under one roof</title><content type='html'>Today- first day of uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's sad, because she's in pain.&lt;br /&gt;I'm mad, because i'm in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why she's in pain, perhaps she ate too much chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;Why i'm in vain, perhaps I keep on contradicting myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facing the mouth wash, i adviced her to gurgle 3 times a day, preferably go see a dentist as soon as possible, so the pain can subside and leave her alone in her otherwise-sweet-world.&lt;br /&gt;Facing the current issue, i adviced myself to keep myself busy, preferably meet up with some friends and doing some silly things or rearing sea monkey, so the headache wouldnt bug me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain can make one suffer, it can also make one more pain-resistant. So when the next pain comes, one can be more prepared than the previous one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give and take, that's one golden rule.&lt;br /&gt;This truth has always been proving to me. Why just didn't i realise it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post sounds like a weird one. Nevertheless i felt much better having written this down.&lt;br /&gt;All the best to everyone. Thanks for all your silent prayers and unconditioned support.&lt;br /&gt;(oh by the way, let's pray for the pain to subside for her yea.... u guys know what i mean....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-6349102043176835159?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/6349102043176835159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=6349102043176835159' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/6349102043176835159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/6349102043176835159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-sad-one-mad-under-one-roof.html' title='One Sad, One Mad, under one roof'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-1788032751445572640</id><published>2008-12-18T10:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T11:41:01.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK YOU VERY MUCH, MY DEAR IDIOTIC BROTHER</title><content type='html'>I was beyond boiling point when my parents told me their decision last night. I wanted to run away and not go home.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently much hotter than the sun now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i should go with parent's flow, not let them down.&lt;br /&gt;Why did i have the same reaction as my eldest brother when we both knew about the decision?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we just accept it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being able to control myself again midnight last night, I shared some part of it with a friend on skype, trying to distract myself. Not feeling any tiredness, I couldn't stop thinking about it over and over again. To distract myself further I finished a few episodes of drama. I knew i shouldn't but i left mum sitting behind me waiting for me to go to sleep, until i finally said i'm off to bed at 4 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get into slumber with such strong emotion worsens it. Already puffy from previous hours' cry, tears still flowed. It's so damn difficult to stop the train of thoughts while i tried to concentrate on not thinking and sleep. After an hour or so i forgot how i finally fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.13am- dad woke me and asked whether i want to follow them for breakfast. Knowing i myself had not enough sleep i refused. My puffy eyes wouldnt let me have any confidence anyway again today. i went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9-ish am- apparently they haven't gone out for breakfast yet. Dad was still in the room, bro came in. Believing that i'm still sleeping, dad showed an article to bro, telling him not to take drugs so he won't end up as that person in that picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro: 'Oh, there are much more cases than that.'&lt;br /&gt;Dad: 'More so you shouldn't take drugs next time...'&lt;br /&gt;Bro: 'That's my own business.'&lt;br /&gt;Dad: '... now your brother is blaming me, your sister is blaming me; the family is falling apart. You should behave yourself.'&lt;br /&gt;Bro: 'What you all need is acceptance.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the idiot brother went out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can show you what is ACCEPTANCE, my idiot brother, and how much WE HAVE ALREADY ACCEPTED:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU VERY MUCH for saying all these 'inspirational' words.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU VERY MUCH for trusting your 'better-than-family' friends.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU VERY MUCH for demonstrating to us how 'highly-moralled' you became.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU VERY MUCH for showing such great effort to prove you're still worth of anything.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU VERY MUCH for causing all those 'necessary-and-unpreventable' financial loss to your devastated family.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU VERY MUCH for potentially lengthening our lifespan.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU VERY MUCH for dad's,mum's,da ge's and my wonderful sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU VERY MUCH for giving us such lovely, carefree and worri-less days in the past month and, so much that i wanted it to not stop forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, these are what i really thank you for:&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU VERY MUCH for understanding us so well that you used that against us.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU VERY MUCH for giving me the strong DESIRE to slit your throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, my idiot brother, i know you would smile and laugh happily when you read this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-1788032751445572640?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/1788032751445572640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=1788032751445572640' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/1788032751445572640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/1788032751445572640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2008/12/thank-you-very-much-my-dear-idiotic.html' title='THANK YOU VERY MUCH, MY DEAR IDIOTIC BROTHER'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-7365068419141945351</id><published>2008-12-15T00:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T12:34:03.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我今年的生日不会过得快乐了 Happy 20th Birthday Gone</title><content type='html'>I am willing and have decided to share this with you because I don't want any of you to get any nearer to what my family is facing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have shed countless tears from the day before my first paper, and i still can't contain my tears up till now. I even risked failing all my subjects for being not able to concentrate on studying. So now you know how much my family members mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have way too much to face in my life.&lt;br /&gt;This is more so for my second brother, the one who just 'completed' his fourth year medicine. He IS VERY SELF-CENTERED and cares only for himself AND HIMSELF ALONE. Believe it or not, he doesn't even care about us, us being his family members; not even Dad and Mum, who had unconditional love for him; and as i see it, his actions do not for benefit himself, nor his own future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how educated a person can be, his maturity still depends on his way of thinking and acting. Some people can even grow old, or become a professor, but with a very selfish mentality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends around me in Melbourne who knows both me and my brother could detect his complete change of personality. The realisation of the whole problem began the day before my exam. As a sister, i was still trusting that my brother isn't that 'problematic' and that he still holds on to the RIGHTFUL principles, such as RESPECTING PARENTS, and OBEYING THE LAW. These two are already enough to mend his personality now, at least for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On last thursday we sat down together as a family and discussed things through with him, we wanted to know what was his problems:&lt;br /&gt;(1) his reasons of taking anti-depressants (till now he still refuses to tell)&lt;br /&gt;(2) him befriending drug users (be it those who have taken drugs, or tried drugs; to sum up, this refers to those who could influence him to take drugs- and by drugs i mean illegal drugs, such as MARIJUANA or other illegal ones) maybe i shouldn't use the word 'befriend', i should say 'him not considering them as people who have done wrong, who have chosen to take drugs for their own satisfaction, and who even would influence him to take drugs along with them'.&lt;br /&gt;(3) him thinking that womanizing is right!! (in fact, i think he is already one- he just confirmed that with us last night.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall keep the list short.&lt;br /&gt;In our discussion we mentioned to him that it is unethical for a medical doctor to be involved in drugs, be it them selling to others or them consuming it themselves. These type of so called 'illegal drugs' are only legal if they were prescribed for dying patients, the reason being that it would let them feel happier and relieved of their pain for a short while, and perhaps die without much suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And his reply to us is that he WOULD WANT TO TRY IT because HE IS CURIOUS. He wants to experiment. He knows the risks involved, but he thinks that that is TOO INSIGNIFICANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall try to ask: would you see a doctor with his kind of thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our only request for him is to avoid mixing with those so called drug-abusing friends, for the whole year next year (he would be in his last year of medicine in Monash next year) (please feel free to question Monash's credibility in educating their students- and more particularly, if any management personnel of Monash Uni sees this, can you please check and see if your precious medical students are drug-free! To be frank, the same applies for other institutions.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He refused to even comply to our simple request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thinks that we are despising those drug-users and just because he won't despise them, he would not promise us he won't get away from them.&lt;br /&gt;He told us frankly that he wants to try irregardless of the risk involved (losing job, losing his place as a medical doctor, losing income etc..) He thought that it would not happen on him. Because he would 'control how much he take', 'take only when he wants it', and god knows what else..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could have imagined that from all the words he answered us, how much he had hurt and scarred our hearts. Our question for him poses: Can he just disregard the love from your parents and all the care all along these 22 years? Can he not care of how dad and mum feel and just carry on with things that would hurt us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some neuron connection has certainly gone haywire in his head. His answer for those are: I don't care of how you would think, the main thing i am most concerned of is MYSELF. As long as i am happy, and i think that i am not doing anything wrong, that's it, I'll do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did not force him into this situation. All our discussions with him were friendly and cool (as in not heated up)- at least dad stays really cool, i get agitated easily but all i can do is FIX MY STARE at HIM, deep inside i am literally bleeding, for his selfish, childish, short-sighted, and on top of it all, disrespectful and ignorance of our parent's love. All of you who have grew up with me, who have known me for quite sometime, or at least know how my parents are, would know that they have trained us (my two brothers and me) to be kind, selfless, considerate, and a whole list (if someone wants to add), and made sure we have very good 家教 (i can't think of the word to replace, the best phrase to use is 'family teaching')....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my eldest brother is not at home with us right now, there's just me, second bro, dad and mum at home. The three of us (except bro, obviously) are devastated. Dad still has his clinic and patients to worry about apart from my brother. We still have to get on with life. How will this issue end up as, can you tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually ended up crying myself whenever i unwillingly recalled of the words he said coldly to us. 20 minutes ago, dad saw me crying. He told me: Why get so emotional? He could be heartless to us. Why are you sad of him? Its useless to be sad for people like him. Don't cry, or try to suppress. Slowly you'll learn the way to handle emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow we just have to stop him, it's our responsibility as family members. We shall not let him turn into a useless drug addict who would either occupy the prison cell and waste the country's resources to feed him; OR, let him be a drug-using doctor who could, at any time, put himself; or worst still, his patients, at life-threatening risks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all these 19 years of my life, I have not yet faced anything more serious than this.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you would get something out of my experience, and realise the importance of FAMILY LOVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-7365068419141945351?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/7365068419141945351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=7365068419141945351' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/7365068419141945351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/7365068419141945351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-20th-birthday-gone.html' title='我今年的生日不会过得快乐了 Happy 20th Birthday Gone'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-2717567899885368802</id><published>2008-11-10T19:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T20:30:28.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>偶然</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;人与人的相遇就像是一个随机抽样&lt;br /&gt;在不同的时间空间之中。。。彼此相遇。。。&lt;br /&gt;有些时候。。你会发现。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你一开始最看不顺眼的人  竟然是你的好朋友。。。。&lt;br /&gt;因为你发现了他的好。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时候。。 你根本不想去认识一个人。。。你觉得无趣&lt;br /&gt;后来你发现。。。&lt;br /&gt;他是你想要认识的那种人。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时候。。。你非常喜欢一个人。。。但是你知道。。。&lt;br /&gt;你们根本不能在一起。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱你的人。。。你不爱。。 你不爱的人。。。却是那样爱你。。&lt;br /&gt;这复杂的习题却又如此的跟着我们。。。解不开也算不清。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人家说在对的时间爱一个人。。。你是幸福的。。。&lt;br /&gt;在错的空间遇到一个人。。。你是痛苦的。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些人你就是有一种一见如故的感觉&lt;br /&gt;有些人你怎样就是说不上几句话。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;像是一部公车。。。大家在这一站上车。。。&lt;br /&gt;又在另一站下车  事事总是充满变数与未知。。。&lt;br /&gt;曾经感情很好的朋友。。。。 即使感觉还在。。。&lt;br /&gt;可是大家都有自己的事情而疏离&lt;br /&gt;所以大家要珍惜每次都偶然邂逅&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为你根本不知道&lt;br /&gt;错过了这次&lt;br /&gt;你跟他会在哪个空间在相遇。。。&lt;br /&gt;也许这是你们唯一一次的相遇。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-2717567899885368802?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/2717567899885368802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=2717567899885368802' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/2717567899885368802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/2717567899885368802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='偶然'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-795628911776544760</id><published>2008-11-10T19:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T19:29:49.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For All Who Needs This~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SRgZhCkiydI/AAAAAAAAAGc/L4YlPn6KXmw/s1600-h/all+da+best.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 385px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SRgZhCkiydI/AAAAAAAAAGc/L4YlPn6KXmw/s400/all+da+best.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266987819626318290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A note to everyone who is having exams or happened to drop by:&lt;br /&gt;All the best in exams,&lt;br /&gt;and/or all the best in your everyday business!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who finished exams, especially those in Msia,&lt;br /&gt;all the best in enjoying the after-exams-mood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~   ~~~~~  ~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-795628911776544760?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/795628911776544760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=795628911776544760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/795628911776544760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/795628911776544760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-all-who-needs-this.html' title='For All Who Needs This~'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SRgZhCkiydI/AAAAAAAAAGc/L4YlPn6KXmw/s72-c/all+da+best.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-5600944599900016462</id><published>2008-08-17T19:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:42:28.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Olympic heat is on &gt;&gt; Gold or Silver?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Men's Singles Gold Medal Match&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia vs China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lee Chong Wei&lt;/span&gt; vs &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lin Dan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 Aug 2008&lt;br /&gt;20:48&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will Lin Dan remain in his position as the first?&lt;br /&gt;Will Chong Wei get a gold for his last olympics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only 19:38 now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will happen afterwards?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-5600944599900016462?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/5600944599900016462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=5600944599900016462' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/5600944599900016462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/5600944599900016462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympic-heat-is-on-gold-or-silver.html' title='The Olympic heat is on &gt;&gt; Gold or Silver?'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-366232148471486626</id><published>2008-06-10T20:41:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:54:16.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the time of the year again.. ExAmS!</title><content type='html'>Time flies...&lt;br /&gt;The nearer exams are, the 'stray-er' i go... as in can't concentrate. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;things i did today that are off-normal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. frying pancakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SE6k9zY8iRI/AAAAAAAAAFU/7P-f4jNzn9g/s1600-h/IMG_1197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SE6k9zY8iRI/AAAAAAAAAFU/7P-f4jNzn9g/s400/IMG_1197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210283200588056850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SE6l-XO6PtI/AAAAAAAAAFc/C8dg9LIwDas/s1600-h/IMG_1202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SE6l-XO6PtI/AAAAAAAAAFc/C8dg9LIwDas/s400/IMG_1202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210284309721267922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;looks nice and round, aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;after a few trials i finally knew how to flip it around not breaking them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2. observing clouds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SE6m42qUfNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Lp_8uzgdB1A/s1600-h/IMG_1206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SE6m42qUfNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Lp_8uzgdB1A/s400/IMG_1206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210285314590145746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the sky looks fine on the top bit.. not the bottom bit..&lt;br /&gt;looks like wave of thunders are rolling near...&lt;br /&gt;what happens if i roll in the cotton-like clouds? would it feel nice, soft and cosy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3. cutting my hair:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry no pics for this. didn't do this today. did this a week ago. I have really cut it short. Felt superbly good just cutting away my hair... Recommended for stress release&gt;&gt; woo hoo!! cut cut cut....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. reading Farrago and other's blogs (just now. this is the trigger-me-to-blog factor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Browsed ppl's blogs more often than usual. After blog-rolling--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picking up a copy of Farrago (a magazine published monthly by students), i started reading it instead of the textbook in front of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is something to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SE6UAga-iyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tHNaqFOLWVo/s1600-h/IMG_1211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SE6UAga-iyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tHNaqFOLWVo/s400/IMG_1211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210264555338238754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So there are 3 ways to exam success..&lt;br /&gt;***** ***** ***** ***** *****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What's the point of studying?&lt;br /&gt;Equations below can prove it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SE6bO7eOIUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y0UeeyuHkNw/s1600-h/IMG_1212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SE6bO7eOIUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y0UeeyuHkNw/s400/IMG_1212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210272499699163458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nevertheless, i still want to wish everyone:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;study smartly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*yes you can! yes i can too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s.: Wish me luck!!&lt;br /&gt;I must not fail I must not fail I must not fail!! I must do better than pass!!&lt;br /&gt;i must do my BEST i must do my BEST i must do my BEST!! no excuses!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-366232148471486626?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/366232148471486626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=366232148471486626' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/366232148471486626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/366232148471486626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2008/06/exams.html' title='It&apos;s the time of the year again.. ExAmS!'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SE6k9zY8iRI/AAAAAAAAAFU/7P-f4jNzn9g/s72-c/IMG_1197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-4094515103346660731</id><published>2008-05-22T22:11:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:54:16.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Fluffy Clouds, Blue Skies and Chilly Winds. Melbourne.</title><content type='html'>2 days ago i joined Mz for Jane's contemporary piece. Some part of it were rather technical, with jumps and turns and oh, i always nearly fell after  turning haha..&lt;br /&gt;The song that Jane used is: '&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Little Fluffy Clouds'&lt;/span&gt; by The Orb (a rather weird song, just look at the lyrics and it would give you a clue... the music is quite okay compared to the lyrics- not lyrics actually, just a person 'reciting' the words..) Below is the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What were the skies like when u were young?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They went on for ever and they when I we lived in Arizona and the skies always had little fluffy clouds and err.. they were long and clear and there were lots of stars, at night.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And errr when it rain it would all turn, it, they were beautiful, the most beautiful skies as a matter of fact, the sunsets were purple and red and yellow and on fire and the clouds would catch the colours everywhere, thats, its neat because I used to look at them all the time when i was little. You don't see that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*   **   **   **&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  **   **   **    *keep on repeating*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;**   **   **   *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The most beautiful skies as a matter of fact&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;on fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So i have to sort of get used to the tunes and beats so this morning i put this song(one and only one) into the playlist and repeated the song until i had to go for lecture.&lt;br /&gt;It played a gazillion times (from 6.30 to around 8am)... then as usual before leaving the house i would check on my weather widget on the sidebar to get the live temperature. Oh goodness.. it showed me: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;5 degrees&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(in fact it's 5 degrees now too-it's around 1 am) but in the morning the sun was brightly shining and it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;looked&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;warmer&lt;/span&gt; than it really was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrapped myself up into a '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;glutinous rice dumpling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;(wrapped in bamboo leaves)&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[哈哈其实我要讲的是&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;粽子&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; -i.e. wear lotsa layers- before braving myself into the cold icy winds...&lt;br /&gt;My journeys to the lecture hall were often accompanied by music, 'scenery' (if you would, like me, consider the surroundings along the path as scenery) (and these days accompanied by &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;goosebumps&lt;/span&gt;- because of the wind)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sorta 'cursing' the temperature and the bright sunlight that cons people (shouldn't blame the sun actually, should &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; it). And that's when i glanced into the sky. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Brilliantly beautiful blue. Little fluffy clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; A jetplane which always leaves a trail behind. The same straight trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;WAIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No it isn't straight. and the jetplane wasn't flying in a straight line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOL... so they can do that... i couldn't resist, it's so interesting and i wanted to tell the people beside me to glance into the sky to see the 'weird' 'phenomenon' hahah... however it was still too early and only a few students scurried away... no choice. gotta note this down. Lucky me i have my camera phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SDYKCngU3BI/AAAAAAAAADM/2WaYm9IDbzQ/s1600-h/DSC00174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SDYKCngU3BI/AAAAAAAAADM/2WaYm9IDbzQ/s400/DSC00174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203357459553770514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SDYJMHgU3AI/AAAAAAAAADE/_ciexhqoosU/s1600-h/DSC00173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SDYJMHgU3AI/AAAAAAAAADE/_ciexhqoosU/s400/DSC00173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203356523250899970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amazing? or is it just that i'm so 'sua ku'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time of taking i didn't thought why it was '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;grrr&lt;/span&gt;'. Now this thought struck me: the pilot is as frustrated as me with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;brilliant blue sky&lt;/span&gt; that cons people about the weather. But he's much braver and used his skills to 'write out' his frustration on the sky itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not. The world is definitely not as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;simple&lt;/span&gt; as i think.&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/29859818-4094515103346660731?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/4094515103346660731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=4094515103346660731' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/4094515103346660731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/4094515103346660731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2008/05/little-fluffy-clouds-blue-skies-and.html' title='Little Fluffy Clouds, Blue Skies and Chilly Winds. Melbourne.'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SDYKCngU3BI/AAAAAAAAADM/2WaYm9IDbzQ/s72-c/DSC00174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-7684292071481254530</id><published>2008-05-05T16:38:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:54:17.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Needles, Syringe and Blood</title><content type='html'>I'm so... excited today.&lt;br /&gt;I know why. 'Cause i'm 10mL of blood short. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;here's where the blood have gone to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SB7MI2NcoVI/AAAAAAAAACM/EQAK-24MAOU/s1600-h/IMG_0863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SB7MI2NcoVI/AAAAAAAAACM/EQAK-24MAOU/s320/IMG_0863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196815472395067730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A vial full of MY blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So this is the first time i take blood.&lt;br /&gt;And got a jab in my arm just for a research project.&lt;br /&gt;I knew i would be jabbed and poked today, but last night i wasn't really concerned about the blood taking and jabbing... not really scared, not really excited, no nothing. (weird?)(maybe not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The research is called: 'Adult Influenza vaccine study' conducted by Murdoch Childrens Research Institute to study about a licensed influenza vaccine in healthy adults aged 18-64 years inclusive. The study (which follows 7500 healthy adults over 17 sites in Aus [Melb alone has 1500 subjects]) will provide information about how well vaccination with a flu vaccine protects against infection with the flu virus.  The participants will be vaccinated in Autumn 2008 (now) and then followed over winter and spring to record episodes of respiratory infections (which means if i contracted flu i have to contact them so that they could determine whether i've got the flu strain that i'm vaccinated against).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor (Dr. Rowena) that attended to me and my friend (Silvia =P) was really nice. She was very soft-spoken and gentle. After a series of health questions (to make sure that we're really eligible with no health problems), we're ready to be taken blood. Another assistant took our blood. (me and my friend played rock paper scissors to determine whose blood shall be taken first lol... i won so i was to be taken first =P) Since its my first time going through this, i should be nervous right... i'm lucky that my pulse and pressure is so very NORMAL hahah... (yay!) i looked at how she poked into my... errm... what's that part called.. not arm not elbow... you know, the place where they take blood... you know right. yeah, so she poked and (ouch...) my blood just came "shooting" (literally) out into the vial. In just 15 seconds it's all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came my turn to take the jab. This time it's the doctor who would poke me. It's a double blind study, so neither me nor the doctor knows whether i got the vaccine or the placebo (2/3 of all participants would get the vaccine whereas 1/3 would get placebo) I didn't see her poke into my arm this time (i purposely turned my head away -with one eye shut and crunching my teeth hard--imagine my expression- then, eventually came the sting, and i turned back to look at the needle in my arm) She pushed the plunger and i could feel the substance gushing into my...umm... lol.. meat? =P or muscle tissue?.. (imagine the molecules finding their way through the maze of cells) and that kind of 'sourish' sensation surge through my upper arm...&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks later i would have to be taken blood again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that i'm at home i felt that i am extraordinarily excited. I asked min zhao could it be that they mistakenly injected 兴奋剂 aka stimulant into me in replacement for the vaccine... because i was quite hyper and can't stop fooling around making noise and (making min zhao annoyed.. but she laughed a lot), and deviced an alarm tone that would definitely wake us up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, before i end i shall post some photos i took lately to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SCB3eGNcoWI/AAAAAAAAACU/7ZBekoLaO74/s1600-h/IMG_0840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SCB3eGNcoWI/AAAAAAAAACU/7ZBekoLaO74/s400/IMG_0840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197285328932348258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We went to a cantonese production by CTG on saturday. It's called 'The Tailor's Masterpiece' and we quite enjoyed it (It's a horror story)&lt;br /&gt;After the show we met the casts and chat for a bit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///I:/DCIM/100CANON/IMG_0861.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SCB7n2NcoXI/AAAAAAAAACc/yh2BU82p3Hg/s1600-h/IMG_0861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SCB7n2NcoXI/AAAAAAAAACc/yh2BU82p3Hg/s400/IMG_0861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197289894482583922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I did that for MZ for fun~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SCB9IGNcoYI/AAAAAAAAACk/NMhbRq4xwNA/s1600-h/IMG_0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SCB9IGNcoYI/AAAAAAAAACk/NMhbRq4xwNA/s400/IMG_0855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197291548044992898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;侠女  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for a night =P, because i tied 2 &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;辫子&lt;/span&gt;... kinda like the wavy effect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SCB_CmNcoZI/AAAAAAAAACs/5Y57qYWB2qw/s1600-h/IMG_0828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SCB_CmNcoZI/AAAAAAAAACs/5Y57qYWB2qw/s400/IMG_0828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197293652578967954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's roti canai!! Had it on saturday at Bismi's. I ordered 'Roti Banana' haha.. quite nice though.. $ 3.00 or $3.50 each...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SCCA2GNcoaI/AAAAAAAAAC0/lAEXMvpggB4/s1600-h/IMG_0830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SCCA2GNcoaI/AAAAAAAAAC0/lAEXMvpggB4/s400/IMG_0830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197295636853858722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MZ ordered 2 roti canai(s)!! The lassi was rich in flavour and soothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, a picture of sunrise from our window:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SCCEBmNcobI/AAAAAAAAAC8/dihtg8R6AFY/s1600-h/IMG_0871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SCCEBmNcobI/AAAAAAAAAC8/dihtg8R6AFY/s400/IMG_0871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197299132957237682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:The End:.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-7684292071481254530?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/7684292071481254530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=7684292071481254530' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/7684292071481254530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/7684292071481254530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2008/05/of-needles-syringe-and-blood.html' title='Of Needles, Syringe and Blood'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/SB7MI2NcoVI/AAAAAAAAACM/EQAK-24MAOU/s72-c/IMG_0863.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-6056963872313417773</id><published>2008-04-17T22:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T01:15:10.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A fly's life</title><content type='html'>Today in genetics practical we had to dissect &lt;em&gt;Drosophila &lt;/em&gt;larvae in search for inverted chromosome sequences..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll put part of the Prac manual in here:&lt;br /&gt;Purpose of this experiment: Isolating polytene chromosomes from the salivary glands (from 3rd instar larvae)... The method for this isolation is detailed below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Selection of Larva&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in my own words) Use forceps to choose for a large, fat larvae, that is still moving, from the container holding the larvae. Pinch it out and place it on a slide, then clean off excess food particles that may be sticking around the larvae's body.. (it's constantly twitching and squirming, and after i release it into a puddle of saline it sort of felt the freedom and wriggle away...)&lt;br /&gt;Place slide against a black background, observe the larvae under the dissecting microscope.&lt;br /&gt;(I just put the larva on my slide for a while without observing it under my microscope, i did something else; when i came back its not in the view of the microscope anymore... it keeps wriggling away...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Dissection of Larva&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from prac manual) Holding the tail end of the larva with the forceps or needle (i use needle), place the second pair of forceps or needle, just behind the mouthparts (these are the little black hooks at the front end of the animal that are usually moving in and out). &lt;em&gt;Hold the&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;larvae steady&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;in a slow movement pull away the head&lt;/em&gt;. Hopefully, the salivary glands (which are translucent) will pull free. Note it is critical that you do not let the glands dry out while they are sitting on the microscope stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For this step i tried twice actually (which means i killed 2 larva instead of just one, because the first attempt failed-- so did the second attempt =P) It says i have to hold the larvae steady right... so i used my needle to pin the tail so it can't move forward; at this point the larvae must have felt the excruciating pain on its bottom so it was writhing pitifully trying to free itself (but to no avail of course) (i said sorry to the larvae)... in order to cease its suffer quicker, i tried to pinch and get hold of the head to pull it off....&lt;br /&gt;Forcefully (but also gently) i pulled and pulled, hopefully the glands will be pulled out from the front end, starting from its hook to its 'throat' and then the gland and then everything else...&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER (rmb i poked the needle on its bottom?) instead of being pulled apart from the head, the bottom bit was torn. &lt;strong&gt;WAS TORN OMG&lt;/strong&gt;... under this circumstance i pinned the needle towards its abdomen instead (move forwards, avoiding the torn part) and then try pulling again in hope of pulling the gland from the head... ... ... ... ... ended up tearing the abdomen @_@'&lt;br /&gt;So, there i was with my larvae's intestines instead of the gland...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exact same process occured on the other unlucky larvae... In the end i reckon there's no use killing the 3rd one, since i've 'dismantled' the whole digestive structure i might as well trace the gland from the opposite direction... That's why i ended up having twice the amount of salivary glands than other prac classmates are having...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Preparation of the Salivary Glands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remove as much of the other debris from the slide, making sure you know where the glands are positioned on the slide. Apply a tiny drop of 45% acetic acid onto the glands and wait 1 minute... the rest of the step is not essential so i didnt put it here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Squashing and Staining the Salivary glands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place a drop of orcein stain (to stain the DNA) onto the glands and allow to stain for 10 minutes- then apply a coverslip (the small square piece of glass that covers the specimen on the slide). Tap coverslip gently with the blunt end of a dissecting needle which helps in disrupting the tissue and 'speading' the chromosomes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fold a tissue and place it on the bench in front of you. Invert the slide onto this piece of tissue so that the coverslip is facing down. Fold the tissue over the top of the slide- effectively sandwiching the slide in the tissue. Then stand up and exert through the slide a firm and steady pressure with your thumbs placed over the area where the coverslip is located. (Have to be careful not to break the slide into two) Apply the pressure for at least 15 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Observing the Chromosomes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... look at the slide under compound microscope....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha sorry i must have bored you out reading the procedures... but in the end i can't find any chromosomes i'm supposed to find... i was pretty sure my techniques are correct and that i've got the right gland... but still.. its alright because only a few in the whole class successfully got that chromosome in their slide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have put the title of this blog as it is because i want to state how innocent a fruit fly can be, almost half of the experiments in my prac manual involves this species of fruit fly... but don't be afraid they won't extinct so easily because scientists are constantly using them as model organisms (to let them mate and look at the offspring)...&lt;br /&gt;Last week i had to look at the fly's eyes, the colour and whether its smooth or has 'fur-like' structure, how the fur on its thorax is like... whether the 'fur' is long and straight, or somewhat bent like an 'L' shape...&lt;br /&gt;After the prac i was almost seeing flies everywhere... (because i have to look into the microscope and count how many of those flies share the similar characteristics.... all in all i've looked at 67 &lt;em&gt;Drosophila &lt;/em&gt;flies...rmb they're only 3mm max in length)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it's just another prac and another dissection so i didn't thought it as interesting as it would sound, until when i was chatting with Rhian and with mz (on the phone) and after describing the entire process, their laughter made me realize that it is rather interesting.. so i blogged it down now to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Putty, i'm thinking of going to NZ this hol too.. but i hav to see if i'm lucky enough to be selected for a research program... and i'll see how the schedule is like...&lt;br /&gt;Jia you putty! Rhian, must enjoy the rest of the holidays... remember not 'xia4 dan4', next time say 'fang4 bomb'... Mz, (who is behind me now) still listening to music and browsing through ppl's facebook profile?&lt;br /&gt;=P till next time~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-6056963872313417773?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/6056963872313417773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=6056963872313417773' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/6056963872313417773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/6056963872313417773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2008/04/flys-life.html' title='A fly&apos;s life'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-3220978626711595102</id><published>2008-04-01T20:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T22:52:24.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On April Fool 08</title><content type='html'>My day started with an 8am lecture.&lt;br /&gt;As i woke up late i didn't have anything for breakfast, so by 9 i'm starving...&lt;br /&gt;I got to Union house, bought a bacon and egg bun with bbq sauce, grabbed a copy of 'The Age', and found a nice place that overlooks a deserted north court (it's usually packed)..&lt;br /&gt;For that hour i enjoyed my bun reading today's newspaper.. it's been long since i did that actually.. only in penang, never in aus before..&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's why i am feeling pretty sunny for the next lecture, and for the rest of the day i still feel quite happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blogging right now because i just had to put a new thing down into memory. (For the 1st time again, lol) i played tennis!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Alan, who invited me to play tennis, and borrowed a racquet from his housemate, and Kenny, who taught us the theories of tennis, and Andy, for playing the game haha.&lt;br /&gt;This is the second time i hold a racquet (and the ball) and briefly learnt how to serve. Kenny is so patient he waited for me to pick up the ball after a return that i could not aim properly at, or a serve that doesn't go pass the net... roughly it took me a minute or so to successfully serve a ball across the net (so poor Kenny has to wait =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After around an hour of 'training' we played 2 on 2... oh ya missed out the part where Alan's tennis ball flew out of the fence and hit a car, which the alarm is set off for a while (lucky the owner's not around), and there's a second time the ball hit the car again (this time is my fault) it stays silent. (Perhaps it has developed resistance to concussion?)&lt;br /&gt;As i was positioned to the side nearer to another court, i always have the problem of hitting the ball offside, sending it rolling across the neighbouring court and (paiseh-ly) stopping the guys from throwing the ball into the air (to start a serve) [throw ball into air and then catch the ball again because our ball just invaded their court]... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather was fine, sunny and windy, and i smacked a layer of sunscreen before playing, but as i got home and looked into the mirror, a hot burning face stared back at me. Lol not that burnt, very mild over-heating i should describe...&lt;br /&gt;And just now i was watching a show titled: 'My shocking story: Living without skin' Today's show features a brother and sister, both with a rare genetic disease (i don't know what the scientific name is) but they are called 'butterfly children' because they are born without skin, and butterfly is used simply to show how fragile they are, just like butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;The show documented their daily life, how they are supposed to change dressing on their skin everyday, how they get on with life and so on. The brother, Joshua, is now in uni studying accountancy, and the sister, Sarah, is in final year of high school. Sarah's condition is worse, she needs to undergo skin grafting every month. It's like a major procedure to patch new skin on bare flesh.&lt;br /&gt;I gripped myself tightly when i see their grimaces as a result of a painful encounter, and i felt like 'Ouch' for them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch. My skin too. I'll love my skin even more from today onwards. I better go smudge moisturiser now before i wake up tomorrow to find my skin peeling off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-3220978626711595102?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/3220978626711595102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=3220978626711595102' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/3220978626711595102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/3220978626711595102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2008/04/on-april-fool-08.html' title='On April Fool 08'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-3504824285354007863</id><published>2008-03-20T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T00:28:58.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY! xx words per minute...</title><content type='html'>this is the ... 6th i think... time i am typing using the speed test thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 60px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 40px; BACKGROUND: url(http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png) no-repeat; WIDTH: 300px; COLOR: #009933; PADDING-TOP: 50px; FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/"&gt;65 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/"&gt;Speedtest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;detailed description: 355 characters per minute, 65 CORRECT and 0 WRONG!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lol, min zhao behind me has just reached her 66 words... wow and now with 71 words with only 1 error!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In another typing test (i think this one is more accurate)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My net speed: 58 WPM&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;accuracy: 92%&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gross speed: 63 WPM&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;visit &lt;a href="http://www.typingtest.com/"&gt;http://www.typingtest.com/&lt;/a&gt; to try it out! Then you'll know why i say it's more accurate~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-3504824285354007863?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/3504824285354007863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=3504824285354007863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/3504824285354007863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/3504824285354007863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2008/03/yay-xx-words-per-minute.html' title='YAY! xx words per minute...'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-2958573175103093634</id><published>2008-03-19T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T00:01:51.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WPM, at first attempt!</title><content type='html'>Thanks to mew who guided me to Put's blog to take this test when i needed it now haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 60px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 40px; BACKGROUND: url(http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png) no-repeat; WIDTH: 300px; COLOR: #009933; PADDING-TOP: 50px; FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/"&gt;60 words&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/"&gt;Speedtest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;detailed description: 60 CORRECT words per minute and 1 WRONG word. 320 characters per minute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL cute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-2958573175103093634?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/2958573175103093634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=2958573175103093634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/2958573175103093634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/2958573175103093634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2008/03/wpm-at-first-attempt.html' title='WPM, at first attempt!'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-5466167898007044918</id><published>2008-03-07T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T09:55:24.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia decides on 8 March 2008</title><content type='html'>I can't vote yet.&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing that my brother has flown back home from Singapore to cast his precious vote tomorrow morning. This will be the first time he votes. He returned to Penang for a day (not even 24 hours) just to vote...&lt;br /&gt;Fellow hometown mates, its vital to play your part in the country's future. Perhaps let's not see so far first.. I should say play your part in country's 4 years to come... 4 years of your life- (and your family's and the community's) whether it's going to be a well-looked after one, or a there-goes-my-income-tax-AGAIN one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well perhaps we don't have to aim so high as to get to be well-looked after.. perhaps a little change in the quota system would do good. Perhaps the rice bowl of certain ethnics be returned. Perhaps some stricter rules in the government department (to un-lack the you-know-who-i'm-talking-about)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awhile back ago i've read that there's going to be a rise in the number of police in the nation. Which means? Safer city? Lesser crime? Smoother traffic???&lt;br /&gt;Or more rasuah? More police to look out for to prevent treating more police to high tea?? (no offence to police ya.. of course there are still black sheeps amongst the 'white' ones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being rather observant all along, why do i only notice the roadworks 2 months before election? And mind you, there's roadwork almost everywhere when election's coming... it could be my own problem that i only notice the roadworks are being carried out when election's coming.&lt;br /&gt;See how the BN has given 'candy' to the public. That occurs only once four years u know...&lt;br /&gt;Reinventing? What to invent when it's always an empty sweet promise that sounds like thunder but not a drop of dew afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUN Dr. Mahathir once said: "I'm still on this post and BN is still standing because you rakyat voted us. This indicates that you agree with whatever our decision is..." (something like that,.. distasteful feeling filled me after reading about it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll certainly keep watch of the statistics for this election. The chance of realising a dream is still far... still far...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-5466167898007044918?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/5466167898007044918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=5466167898007044918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/5466167898007044918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/5466167898007044918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2008/03/malaysia-decides-on-8-march-2008.html' title='Malaysia decides on 8 March 2008'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-5574548557812593788</id><published>2008-01-31T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:54:18.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1.What's wrong with my Epson printer? 2. It's Ixus! 3. Miscellaneous..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; So frustrated with my printer... i have changed 4 cartridges in 2 days, of which 2 of 4 are black ink.&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to print with only the black ink but the colours were also consumed as well(maybe the colours were just brushed off against the ink pad for head cleaning purposes... geramnya!!)&lt;br /&gt;I've nozzle checked it a dozen times, and done head cleaning (very unwillingly- because it consumes lots of ink); yet there are still lines and gaps. The more i head-clean it, the worse it becomes!&lt;br /&gt;I wonder has anyone got any idea how to clean just one of those 4 inks' head instead of cleaning all at once?&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's how the manufacturer earns... not from the printer they sell, but the cartridges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave that printer alone for the time being..&lt;br /&gt;I want to shout out that i love my cute little Canon Ixus!!!&lt;br /&gt;The design is so &lt;em&gt;stylish&lt;/em&gt; and i simply just love the quality photos that it is capable of taking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161698899689352706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R6IJzSmCLgI/AAAAAAAAABs/ikvwahXhdBU/s200/canon+ixus+900Ti.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;an eye candy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It's day 31 of 365- (this year's 366 rite?)&lt;br /&gt;see how fast time flies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here's one interesting calendar: (i shan't disclose where this calendar came from...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161699380725689874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R6IKPSmCLhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_InaaBc-42I/s400/IMG_0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cool huh? so there's one extra day...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Up next, Chinese New Year is &lt;em&gt;'just a few steps aw&lt;/em&gt;ay'... What i love most is:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161703486714424866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R6IN-SmCLiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/xQdGwlfBSLE/s320/IMG_0706a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What happened to these mandarins?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;             &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;     &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;                &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;                  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161707197566168626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R6IRWSmCLjI/AAAAAAAAACE/o9BHPniOhfM/s320/IMG_0711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's what happened to it! &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Ultimate thirst quencher&lt;/span&gt; for a hot sunny day&lt;/em&gt;... =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Guess how many mandarins are there? =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-5574548557812593788?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/5574548557812593788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=5574548557812593788' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/5574548557812593788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/5574548557812593788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2008/01/1whats-wrong-with-my-epson-printer-2.html' title='1.What&apos;s wrong with my Epson printer? 2. It&apos;s Ixus! 3. Miscellaneous..'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R6IJzSmCLgI/AAAAAAAAABs/ikvwahXhdBU/s72-c/canon+ixus+900Ti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-6323596726307829673</id><published>2008-01-10T03:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T05:04:30.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She has done it again</title><content type='html'>I couldn't refrain from reading the seventh book.&lt;br /&gt;Every page is fresh, juicy and tempting... So much so the temptation that hooks me up (&lt;em&gt;not by my mouth, but my eye {...ouch...}&lt;/em&gt;) promises me scrumptious reading page by page, line by line, word by word.&lt;br /&gt;I must praise, praise her for her success in making it possible for her readers to picture every tiny bit of movement, scenes, expressions and thoughts of every character through the lively words she has penned down.&lt;br /&gt;It's really 4 in the morning now, and i'm still goggling my not-so-big-eyes on the fine words (now getting blurry) that are awaiting me to unravel the hidden surprises within...&lt;br /&gt;The last book (i'm referring to the sixth), i realised, has been quite sinister nearing the end... especially the darkness and eerieness of the black-mirror-like lake in the cave.. and the secret that it holds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more&lt;/em&gt;," Dumbledore said.&lt;br /&gt;Very true indeed. That's why i was kind of scared from the unknowns that were to come eventually in later pages. That's why i kept turning pages, to seek (although afraid), and to satisfy my desire of immersing myself into that magical world. (As a muggle, the best i could do is to read on =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you know who the "she" is i'm referring to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's of course none other than J.K. Rowling!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows here i come!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-6323596726307829673?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/6323596726307829673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=6323596726307829673' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/6323596726307829673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/6323596726307829673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2008/01/she-has-done-it-again.html' title='She has done it again'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-1458853151699791938</id><published>2008-01-01T01:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T17:36:56.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>‘Day 365 of 365'</title><content type='html'>‘Day 365 of 365&lt;br /&gt;Week 1 of 52’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was I up to at this time of the year a year ago?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much. But it was hard for me. Decision made, just get ahead.&lt;br /&gt;So far, I could happily say that I got on rather well with my decision. 2007’s just the mere beginning. More to come as I track down the path…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s sum up this year in a timeline:&lt;br /&gt;Jan: Preparing for the chosen path. Very unstable. Emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feb: left home. A new environment is always not that pleasant at first… However I’m really lucky everything was smooth. *I actually went to the ‘wrong’ orientation session, but I didn’t know it until the last day of my 2nd sem exam… Until I sat down with my friends to discuss things.. ~ Mz arrived on the 21st . Together we set off for the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March, April, May: Trying to fit in with the life and the style the things were done. Joined the Japanese Club. Went to quite a few conversation sessions, but I really couldn’t understand what they say at all… even though they explain to me after that, I just went: ‘oh I see…’, but my mind’s still as blank as before I heard the explanation… One girl lent me a book. “Japanese for busy people” it’s called. Sadly, I just know how to read the characters, still not being able to memorize the vocab. This reminded me of how many years we’ve learnt the 3 languages, to use it everyday and read and write until it gets stuck in our head… (and of course the real ‘stuck’ when it’s stuck… u know what I mean)&lt;br /&gt;Lectures amazed me. I then truly understand why people say they don’t care what you do and how you do. It all depends on ourselves. But I prefer the primary and secondary school style (I mean when teachers monitor how we do off and on..)&lt;br /&gt;New friends made. Of Malaysians and Indonesians and Chinese and Burmese and Korean and Vietnamese and Mauritius and of course locals… Quite ‘assorted’ =P, I could describe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June: Oh no… In a blink suddenly the exam’s near. Realised that all along I did not read enough… and understand and remember enough… the day the results were released I had nightmares… (*it still gives me chills)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July, August: Another sem. The going was well in the beginning. But later on I was really worried with Stats. It should be easy, but I just don’t get the Viruses are boring. Genetics is fun. Scholten’s stuff is confusing…&lt;br /&gt;Oh, on the brighter side: Took a trip to Mt. Buller, spent 2 hours learning how to maneuver that two long flat ski board attached to the huge heavy ski boots, with the help of ski poles… bottomline: It was real fun skiing! despite the rain and the coldness that left us wet and cold in the snow… haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September: A month of ‘intensive’ practicing for the upcoming production. Was tired at times, but still, it’s part of an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October: 11th, 12th, 13th. Three nights’ performance. Wow. Couldn’t imagine me and mz pulled through it. Before that there was a rehearsal on the 10th. So all in all it’s 4 times  full dress and make-ups. Wow. But all was worth it. I needed a few days to ‘cool-down’ after the production.. (I think it’s ridiculous) Anyway after that it was kind of ‘hell’ again for school stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November: Exams!! I’m not sure whether I was stressed out or not, but my lifestyle changed… unfortunately to the worse.. end of month, I’m home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December: Reunion stuff. Was happy it can be considered a success. For photos, please go to &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/22138012@N07/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/22138012@N07/&lt;/a&gt;. And I would like to thank all of you for the special day, all of you who spent it with me, p.s.: and the lovely bag.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What a year. I truly appreciate what I’ve came across in this chapter of my life, the people, the environment, new friends, an extraordinary experience, hardship, ‘independence’, and care from everyone, especially my bro, and mz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[posted on 8th Jan, 2008]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-1458853151699791938?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/1458853151699791938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=1458853151699791938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/1458853151699791938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/1458853151699791938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2008/01/day-365-of-365.html' title='‘Day 365 of 365&apos;'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-1621809319389085817</id><published>2007-12-25T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:54:18.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings~</title><content type='html'>Dear friends,&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147623140106099682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R3AH-P-a2-I/AAAAAAAAABk/zp1B7nnSDEQ/s400/merry+christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                                                                                                    '25/12/2007&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                          ~brought to you by Zilus~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                                                             my first creation from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                                                                  Adobe Photoshop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-1621809319389085817?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/1621809319389085817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=1621809319389085817' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/1621809319389085817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/1621809319389085817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2007/12/greetings.html' title='Greetings~'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R3AH-P-a2-I/AAAAAAAAABk/zp1B7nnSDEQ/s72-c/merry+christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-4747822794330854163</id><published>2007-12-21T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T21:38:12.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Notice</title><content type='html'>6b and 6c-ers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tomorrow evening's bbq starts at 6.30pm. At the beach by Crown Jewel Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Whoever still wants to go for overnight stay (at Golden Sands Resoort), you're welcome to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Please bring along the amount of money as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbq only: $30&lt;br /&gt;bbq and stay: $60&lt;br /&gt;(please bring the exact amount)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.30pm-9.00pm: Start arriving and stuff yourselves up&lt;br /&gt;9.00pm-9.45pm: 'Speech' by teachers, followed by anyone who wants to say anything..&lt;br /&gt;Then get into circles to update everyone (especially updating the teachers) on yourselves...&lt;br /&gt;9.45pm onwards: Photo session&lt;br /&gt;approx 10.15pm: Clearing up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Bring your ji nian ce and an umbrella. If you have the extra big ones, bring it too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-4747822794330854163?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/4747822794330854163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=4747822794330854163' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/4747822794330854163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/4747822794330854163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2007/12/notice.html' title='Notice'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-8599985948000912090</id><published>2007-12-21T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T04:31:30.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>URGENT 2</title><content type='html'>i wonder how many people actually reads this now anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall reveal the situation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, those who are going for bbq only= 18 (so far) and bbq + stay= 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sadly, so far the hotel booked can't be cancelled (which i hope can be resolved tomorow.. nope, today actually)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I officially apologise to all of you for not being cautious enough over this matter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll first try to come up with a conclusion.. and these are the possibilities:&lt;br /&gt;1. the bookings can be canceled without penalty. Case closed. Divide total amount with total person attending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. only one room can be cancelled (with or without penalty), left with one room, or&lt;br /&gt;3. both really can't be cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(for 2 and 3)&lt;br /&gt;there are a few possibilities for the sum of amount:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. those going to stay divide the 'stay' amount, plus bbq... (bbq price divided by all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii. (suggested by KC, but we shall abolish it) a fix amount for both bbq only and bbq +stay, the rest paid by KC (so far 5 of us have done the calculation, if we proceed with it KC has to pay 800+ at first, further calculations yielded lesser amount but it's still not fair) (but as i said, it will not be approved)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iii. fix an amount for both categories, the rest paid up by organisers (by 'organisers' i can't really pinpoint who)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iv. share out among both categories, eg: bbq only ones: $30, and bbq + stay ones: $60.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v. or the numbers could be altered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it's up to all of you and whether you're willing to pay... no forcing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SERIOUSLY SERIOUSLY NEED YOUR REPLIES. i will update as soon as there's news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and i dah tak larat nak contact everyone at this time already...it's only one day away... those who are in the list below and havnt gave me any reply on whether you're coming or not... ... just come if u can, that's all what i can say)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-8599985948000912090?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/8599985948000912090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=8599985948000912090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/8599985948000912090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/8599985948000912090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2007/12/urgent-2.html' title='URGENT 2'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-2698744001514544432</id><published>2007-12-15T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T17:40:43.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ+potluck+Golden Sands Resort</title><content type='html'>Hey 6b and 6c-ers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Is anyone going to bring any food for potluck? (we don't need too much, cos we're doing bbq too.. perhaps a few people can share to bring one kind of food) [inform me or just leave a msg below, so i can arrange that there's no 'clash' of food]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A booking has been made at &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Golden&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Sands Resort&lt;/span&gt; on the 22nd night. Which means after the bbq we'll go straight to the hotel. As far as the list is updated below, those with 'green' and without (for bbq) can go for hotel stay. I'm not sure if some might change...  hopefully not =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Everyone, still remember you have this memorable 纪念册？I want you guys to bring it!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. And, i don't know whether i think too much or what, do we need a loud speaker??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.. need your reply! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-2698744001514544432?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/2698744001514544432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=2698744001514544432' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/2698744001514544432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/2698744001514544432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2007/12/bbqpotluckgolden-sands-resort.html' title='BBQ+potluck+Golden Sands Resort'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-2491381325386524882</id><published>2007-12-11T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T22:59:26.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bad and A Good News (and an update)</title><content type='html'>6b and 6c-ers: &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;(more updates below in yellow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's two pieces of news:&lt;br /&gt;The bad one first: =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parkroyal is fully booked since a month ago!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we are currently deciding whether to stay elsewhere, or just proceed the tong xue hui with the BBQ only.&lt;br /&gt;So far, the BBQ will definitely be still ON, it will be by the beach of Crown Jewel Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, any comments anyone? Do you guys want a hotel stay? or just the BBQ will do fine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Good&lt;/span&gt; news: =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both 招老师 and 李老师 will be coming! Kun Cheng visited 招老师 to ask her to come! While i telephoned 李老师, she sounded really eager to join us! Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, people, it depends on you now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And what do you guys think if we have a potluck and bbq? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(Potluck meaning anyone can cook anything, then bring there to share)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;reply needed&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;* and the venue may change. Will be updated soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Keep in tune!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-2491381325386524882?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/2491381325386524882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=2491381325386524882' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/2491381325386524882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/2491381325386524882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2007/12/bad-and-good-news.html' title='A Bad and A Good News (and an update)'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-8752098308396196006</id><published>2007-12-10T01:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T22:13:27.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion December 2007 [2]</title><content type='html'>Hello 6b and 6c-ers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that i didn't email and guided you to this link, here's the email i sent to the others regarding the reunion... this is an alternate way i found which could be easier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 7 years from our standard 6. So what do you guys think if there's going to be a tong xue hui this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, the details are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Date: 22nd, 23rd and 24th December 2007 (saturday, sunday and monday)&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Parkroyal Hotel&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATED: BBQ at Crown Jewel Hotel on 22nd night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As there's a need to determine the number of fellow ex-classmates who would be able to attend, we have to reach out to as many people as soon as possible. [The list for 6B and 6C (and 2 additional person) is below]. I'm really sorry if your name is spelt wrongly. Please inform me if there really is. [i missed out Seong Ling and Xu wen's name in the email, sorry]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry if you can't come for all 3 days, cos we've planned to do a barbeque on the 22nd night and hope that most of you could at least attend the barbeque. (So at least we wouldn't have the problem of some people coming on different days and didn't have the chance to meet all the others)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, i'm sure some of you (including me, actually) could be thinking that you haven't been in contact with most of the classmates for 'n years' ('n' stands for 'an unknown number', haha), and perhaps thinking there could be a gap (or whatever), and you might be wondering whether or not to come... Well, here's what i think:(it's ok if u dont agree with me) It's been 7 years, if you still don't come, don't you think the gap will only grow wider as time passes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, tong xue hui is for each and everyone of us. Let's play a part in thinking what you would like to do during tong xue hui (eg: dance?=P) of course, weird suggestions (but appropriate, please) are most welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, please help forward this (copy and paste this plus the name list into email, or just send the others this link &lt;a href="http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) and reply as soon as possible whether or not you could come, whether you're goin to stay, and what you would like to do (important*)... either reply it here or email me at &lt;a href="mailto:wwc_wwk@hotmail.com"&gt;wwc_wwk@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; or Tan Kun Cheng at &lt;a href="mailto:kctan66@hotmail.com"&gt;kctan66@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you! Have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-8752098308396196006?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/8752098308396196006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=8752098308396196006' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/8752098308396196006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/8752098308396196006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2007/12/reunion-december-2007-2.html' title='Reunion December 2007 [2]'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-3616536342842247497</id><published>2007-12-08T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T02:30:50.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion December 2007 [name list]</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, i think this might be a better way to keep everyone updated on the current status of everyone... the list will be put on here, and i'll update the status once there's any reply from anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note that different colours denote different status&gt;&gt; scroll to the end to refer&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6B&lt;br /&gt;1. Adrian Ang Tze Ern &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;### !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2. Beh Sze Ping &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;### (for bbq, not sure for hotel stay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3. Chan Yik Hung &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;### (for bbq, not sure for hotel stay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4. Chee Hooi Boon &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;###&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Chee Zong Jie &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;### (have to work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6. Cheok Wee Qi&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;### &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7. Cheryl Lee Tsuey Chee &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8. Chew Joo Khoon &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;### (for bbq)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Chew Yi Mei &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;### (for bbq, not sure for hotel stay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10. Chin Wen Wei &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11. Chong Chuen Wei ### (my mistake, i have mistaken chuen wei as chun woei) &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12. Chong Jia Weih &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;13. Goh Seong Ling &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;###&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Hazel Yeoh Siu Kenn &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;### &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Hue Wei Fen &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;### (in singapore)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Julian Khoo Boo Chiat &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;17. Koay Jun Min &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;### (for bbq, not sure for hotel stay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;18. Law Szu Theng &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;###&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;19. Lee Kean Mun &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;###&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;br /&gt;20. Lee Min Zhao &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;21. Lian Shar Hoong &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;22. Liew Ling Wei &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;### !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;23. Lim Sze Lin &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;### (for bbq)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;24. Loo Khang Ning &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;###&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Loo Shi Han &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;### &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Man Jing Yang &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;###&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;br /&gt;27. Ong Kai Xuan &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;28. Ooi Chen Yi &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;### (sister's wedding!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;29. Ooi Pei Qi &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;### (for bbq)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;30. Ooi Shau Ming &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;###&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Pat Kang Ying &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;### &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;32. Quah Beow Ling &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;###&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; (still having classes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;33. Rhian Tan &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;34. Saw Min Yu &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;###&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;br /&gt;35. Tan Kuan Ming &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;### !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Tan Kun Cheng &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;### &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;37. Tan Lay Ying&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;### (exam-ing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Tan Pei Lin &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;### (to be confirmed again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;39. Tan Zi Xiang &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;### (bbq)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;40. Teoh Lin Nar &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;41. Teow Theng Theng &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;### (in KL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Tung Zhi Yan &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;### (for bbq)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;43. Yew Siew Lynn &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;### &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Sim Jun Yi &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;### (in Taiwan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Total going for bbq from 6b: 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Total going for hotel stay from 6b: 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6C&lt;br /&gt;1. Annette Wong Suk Hwa &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;### (for bbq)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Boey Xu Wen &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;### (for bbq)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3. Catarina Chong Vien Lynn &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;### !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Cheok Suat Hui&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5. Chew Beng Hoong &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;### &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6. Chew Chean Gay &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;### (for bbq)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7. Chong Chun Woei &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;### (for both)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8. Choo Jian Hao ### !!&lt;br /&gt;9. Elvin Lee King Hwan &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;### &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Ewe Tek Bee &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;###&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;br /&gt;11. Goh Bee Kee &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;### (in KL)(wants to send her regards to everyone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12. Goh Suan Ean &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;### (good luck in persuading ur dad!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;13. Goh Yun Lin &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;### (for bbq)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;14. Jason Lau How Leong &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;### &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;15. Khaw Lek Pin &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;### (for bbq)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Khoo Chung Lee &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;### (in Ireland)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;17. Khor Cheiw Thing &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;### (not in Penang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;18. Koay Jian Cong &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;### !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;19. Lau Heng Zheng &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;### (going to Taiping)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;20. Lee Chun Howe &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;###&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;br /&gt;21. Lee I Gwen &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;### (for bbq)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;22. Lee Seng Yong &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;### &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Lee Wei Yang ### !!&lt;br /&gt;24. Lim Iu Tjun &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;### !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;25. Lim Yee Chwan &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;### (in Cameron Highlands)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Loo Ruey Chih &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;### &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Looi Wan Lin &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;### (still got class)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;28. Moi Wei Kent &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;29. Ng Chin Swee &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;###&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Ng Ken Khye &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;###&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;31. Ng Yi Ying&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; ### (for bbq)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Ong Hong Chung &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;### !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Ong Xing Hao &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;### (for bbq)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Ooi Phaik Woon &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;### &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;35. Ooi Reen Jye&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;### !! nobody pick up the house phone.. mobile was answered,but i was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;asked:'siapa?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Sha Kah Yen &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;### &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;37. Stephanie Ang Yee Hunn &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;38. Tan Jun Rong &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;###&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Tan Yu Teik &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;### (going to singapore on 22nd till after christmas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;40. Teng Wei Jian ### !!&lt;br /&gt;41. Teoh Phaik Yin &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;### (still having classes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Teoh Wei Yee &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;### !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;43. Woo Wai Che &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;###&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Yeow Wei Keat &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;### &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Yew Kok Jin &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;### !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Total going for bbq from 6c: 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Total going for hotel stay from 6c: 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;additional&lt;br /&gt;1. Gwendolyn Koid Pei Xian &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;### (for bbq)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Foo Xiao Qin &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;###&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reference:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;###&lt;/span&gt; email sent, or notified (but whether it has been read, i'm not sure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;###&lt;/span&gt; email sent, but postmaster said it couldn't be delivered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;### email not sent (i mean by me- perhaps some of you have sent to this person)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;###&lt;/span&gt; i have no idea how to contact this person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;###&lt;/span&gt; replied-not sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;### &lt;/span&gt;replied- not sure, but most probably going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;###&lt;/span&gt; replied- not sure, but most probably not going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;###&lt;/span&gt; replied-going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;###&lt;/span&gt; replied- can't go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last updated:&lt;br /&gt;10 dec 07~ 12.59 am&lt;br /&gt;10 dec 07~ 12.22 pm&lt;br /&gt;changes made: Tan Yu Teik, Chan Yik Hung, Lian Shar Hoong, Chin Wen Wei&lt;br /&gt;11 dec 07~ 1.13 am&lt;br /&gt;changes made: Pat Kang Ying&lt;br /&gt;11 dec 07~ 9.21 pm&lt;br /&gt;changes made: Rhian Tan, Lee Min Zhao, Yew Siew Lynn, Elvin Lee, Tan Jun Rong, Cheryl Lee, Lim Sze Lin, Tan Zi Xiang, Goh Yun Lin, Stephanie Ang, Cheok Wee Qi.&lt;br /&gt;11 dec 07~ 10.07 pm, 10.35 pm&lt;br /&gt;changes made: Boey Xu Wen, Khoo Chung Lee, Sim Jun Yi, Ng Ken Khye, Goh Suan Ean, Gwendolyn Koid, Lim Iu Tjun&lt;br /&gt;11.07pm~ Saw Min Yu, Tan Kuan Ming, Ng Chin Swee, Koay Jian Cong, Teoh Phaik Yin, Loo Khang Ning, Looi Wan Lin, Lee Seng Yong, Chong Chuen Wei , Lee Kean Mun, Chong Chun Woei&lt;br /&gt;12 dec 07~ 4.26 pm&lt;br /&gt;changes made: Beh Sze Ping, Ooi Pei Qi, Goh Yun Lin, Lee I Gwen, Ng Yi Ying, Annette Wong. (all given green light! XD)&lt;br /&gt;4.56 pm: Goh Suan Ean, Khaw Lek Pin, Sha Kah Yen, Law Szu Theng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 dec 07~ 4.45pm&lt;br /&gt;changes made: Loo Khang Ning, Lau Heng Zheng&lt;br /&gt;15 dec 07~ 11.22 pm&lt;br /&gt;changes made: Tan Pei Lin, Ong Kai Xuan, Teow Theng Theng, Cheok Suat Hui, Chong Jia Weih, Hue Wei Fen, Loo Shi Han, Ong Hong Chung&lt;br /&gt;16 dec 07~ 12.38 pm&lt;br /&gt;changes made: Chee Hooi Boon, Chew Yi Mei, Beh Sze Ping, Khor Cheiw Thing, Lim Yee Chwan, Loo Ruey Chih, Goh Bee Kee, &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ooi Reen Jye, Yew Kok Jin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.56 pm~ Looi Wan Lin, Lee Seng Yong&lt;br /&gt;18 dec 07~ 10.12 pm&lt;br /&gt;changes made: Foo Xiao Qin, Koay Jun Min, Chew Joo Khoon, Chong Chuen Wei&lt;br /&gt;10.47pm~ Tung Zhi Yan&lt;br /&gt;20 dec 07~ 12.55 am&lt;br /&gt;changes made: Ong Kai Xuan, Khaw Lek Pin, Chong Chuen Wei, Joey Chong Chun Woei, Loo Shi Han, Chew Chean Gay, Law Szu Theng&lt;br /&gt;12.37 pm~ Pat Kang Ying, Goh Bee Kee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 dec 07~ 9.40pm&lt;br /&gt;changes made: Stephanie Ang, Cheok Wee Qi, Julian Khoo, Tan Lay Ying, Cheok Suat Hui, Chew Beng Hoong, Loo Ruey Chih, Looi Wan Lin, Moi Wei Kent, Ng Chin Swee, Ong Xin Hao&lt;br /&gt;22.11pm~Yew Siew Lynn&lt;br /&gt;22 dec 07~ 2.28am&lt;br /&gt;Chee Zong Jie, Teoh Lin Nar, Hazel Yeoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-3616536342842247497?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/3616536342842247497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=3616536342842247497' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/3616536342842247497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/3616536342842247497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2007/12/reunion-december-2007.html' title='Reunion December 2007 [name list]'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-6962878588255902087</id><published>2007-10-08T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T20:57:06.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不能说的秘密</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;词：方文山&lt;/span&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;冷咖啡离开了杯垫&lt;br /&gt;我忍住的情绪在很后面&lt;br /&gt;拼命想挽回的从前&lt;br /&gt;在我脸上依旧清晰可见&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;最美的不是下雨天&lt;br /&gt;是曾与你躲过雨的屋檐 oh~~&lt;br /&gt;回忆的画面&lt;br /&gt;在荡着秋千 梦开始不甜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;你说把爱渐渐 放下会走更远&lt;br /&gt;又何必去改变 已走过的时间&lt;br /&gt;你用你的指尖 阻止我说再见&lt;br /&gt;想象你在身边 在完全失去之前&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;你说把爱渐渐 放下会走更远&lt;br /&gt;或许命运的签 只让我们遇见&lt;br /&gt;只让我们相恋 这一季的秋天&lt;br /&gt;飘落后才发现 这幸福的碎片&lt;br /&gt;要我怎么捡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;非常之喜欢这首歌，原因是否在于它让我起共鸣呢？&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-6962878588255902087?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/6962878588255902087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=6962878588255902087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/6962878588255902087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/6962878588255902087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='不能说的秘密'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-8501386447973124578</id><published>2007-09-17T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T00:08:54.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to reflect</title><content type='html'>So much happened lately. Mid sem tests, horrible test results, assignments, last day before non-teaching period... These all happened in half a blink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;mid September&lt;/span&gt;. No sooner &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt; will arrive and the finals will end me up with midnight oils and dark circles round my window to the world (figuratively speaking). Let's see what have i gotten out of uni life so far... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;independence? discipline? intuitiveness? proactive-ness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, i wasn't thinking as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;complicated&lt;/span&gt; as i used to be, or as i am supposed to be. This is an equivalent to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not using my brains&lt;/span&gt; as much as i used to. Yes, stuff that i am learning now still requires thinking, but am i thinking what i should think? From the same set of statistic lecture notes do i get &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as much&lt;/span&gt; info, or do i interpret it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the same way&lt;/span&gt; as my friends? Did she understand&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; this much&lt;/span&gt; when she reads this? to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what extend&lt;/span&gt; does she think? Why is it that after reading the same set of notes she knows how to do questions A to Z but i only know how to do A to J? &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had 3 languages, 3 sciences,  2 maths,  2 useless subjects (moral and history) and that EST to cope with when we were in form 5, i wondered how i got through... as compared to my 4 subjects now and still not doing well in it... perhaps during those days i had lots and lots of practices over and over again, with schedules packed fully almost everyday.. is that what that has made the difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing to note: my language! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;english and mandarin&lt;/span&gt; especially! as for Malay... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mou ngan tai (or 'no eyes see' in canto)&lt;/span&gt;... T_T... The saddest thing is i have lost the ability to write good, catchy, effective english and mandarin passages. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(maybe i was never good in it, however my standard did drop! not a little, mind you! i returned a 'heaven' lot of stuffs to my teacher!)&lt;/span&gt; Thinking back when i used the dictionary + thesaurus to aid in writing some passages, editing them a dozen times, choosing the right words, rephrasing sentences, adding little details, crossing out irrelevant points etc etc etc etc etc... And now what am i doing? not so much on writing anymore! the writing only comes during finals... and not so much on additional reading.. like those fiction novels and magazines... so there's little knowledge input compared to the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only blame myself on these deteriorating facts. The main culprits- my time management and discipline! I haven't been really strict on myself! That's why i felt not contented before i go to sleep everyday, like i still have not done enough yet for the day, but the day has already gone, and i can't possibly go back using time machine to fill up those blank times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why i'm writing this down is that some of you might be on the same track as i am, and some may have already gone through very different transitions to reach where you are at the moment. I am here to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;感叹&lt;/span&gt; and heavily warn myself: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;PLEASE CHANGE!  Don't wait until it's too late!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Think more, think further, think out of the box!!&lt;/span&gt; AHH~ puh-leaze!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, fellow friends: &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;any advice or suggestion or opinion or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;忠告&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;高见&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; is very much appreciated.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;希望你可以点醒正在呼噜呼噜沉睡的我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-8501386447973124578?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/8501386447973124578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=8501386447973124578' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/8501386447973124578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/8501386447973124578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2007/09/time-to-reflect.html' title='Time to reflect'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-681798519354112464</id><published>2007-09-11T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:54:19.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which of the following mechanisms...</title><content type='html'>I can't wait till tomorrow. I have to blog this down now. We couldn't stop laughing so hard... all thanks to my 'extraordinary' funny ability of thinking + logically processing the correct answer to respond WHEN i'm virtually '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;fishing&lt;/span&gt;'. (by fishing you should know what i mean...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start with, the last time Min Zhao used her camera to take a photo was that of one while we were having an ice cream with Rhian. I'm not sure whether she has transfered those photos to her computer; anyway this is what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning i have borrowed mz's camera to take a picture of the mid sem test papers posted on the notice boards. So when i am back home i have to skim through all the photos to rearrange them, eg. rotate them back to the correct orientation and check to see if it is readable, as some might be blurry... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i have skimmed through a total of approx. 40+ photos with rather fine prints, while reading those, subconsciously i am still able to make out what kind of questions were being asked, and somewhat think about the answers occasionally....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After what seemed like an hour or so browsing through those questions, i was, as usual, feeling sleepy and about to doze off; but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not YET&lt;/span&gt;... i knew i had to return the memory card to mz before i forget, so&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; hey mz, do you want me to delete all the photos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Mz: &lt;/span&gt;mmm... what was the photo last taken?&lt;br /&gt;(At this moment i got really sleepy, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(don't know why) &lt;/span&gt;but i really looked at the last photo I HAVE TAKEN and...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dreamy voice) &lt;/span&gt;Which of the following mechanisms most...  uhh...  *thinking: why am i reading this to her???*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Mz: &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eyes wide, staring at me) &lt;/span&gt;HUUH??...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point i literally jolted up even though i haven't finished reading the chemistry question which was on the last photo...&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden it struck me that she was asking about the last photo WE took.. haha, oh my... why would she ask about the last photo i have taken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night ended with a house full of laughter...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, to end this entry, though you may not find it funny, (but we really did).. i am going to attach the two LAST PHOTOs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/Ru1UnYkrlVI/AAAAAAAAABA/6vJZGw8-rCc/s1600-h/P1030229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/Ru1UnYkrlVI/AAAAAAAAABA/6vJZGw8-rCc/s400/P1030229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110834187723314514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Which of the following mechanisms most correctly describes the transformation depicted above?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/Ru1YiokrlWI/AAAAAAAAABI/9Mw622M_6BA/s1600-h/P1030163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/Ru1YiokrlWI/AAAAAAAAABI/9Mw622M_6BA/s320/P1030163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110838504165447010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The last photo MZ was asking about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For your interest, this is the second last photo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/Ru1bWIkrlXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/zn7IzVMSPN4/s1600-h/P1030162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/Ru1bWIkrlXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/zn7IzVMSPN4/s320/P1030162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110841587951965554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yum!! (one actually costs A$4!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;p.s: Now that i've requested mz to pre-read the blog before i post it up, we can't stop giggling when it comes to 'which of the following mechanisms...' XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-681798519354112464?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/681798519354112464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=681798519354112464' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/681798519354112464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/681798519354112464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2007/09/which-of-following-mechanisms.html' title='Which of the following mechanisms...'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/Ru1UnYkrlVI/AAAAAAAAABA/6vJZGw8-rCc/s72-c/P1030229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-6014156932744304102</id><published>2007-08-27T15:35:00.050+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:54:19.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is coming!</title><content type='html'>Yay! Spring spring spring~ 'doink'~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No more thick jackets, no need to wear multi layer, gloves and scarf can be kept... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woohoo.. the best thing i like about spring so far*(well, although it isn't officially spring yet.. have to wait till 1st sept) is the change in weather! Chilly winter winds are so uncomfortable, it makes my hands and feet ice cold... (but the weird thing is that my hands and feet usually take the temperature of the surrounding, i'm like cold-blooded) so perhaps i should not keep my gloves first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The widget on my desktop says: today's forecast- hi: 18, lo: 12; and current temperature: 21! haha ^_^ love the temperature&gt;&gt; well its 5.50pm now... but it gets colder at night, at least not as cold as winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers are blooming, even on leaf-less trees! here's one~ see if the picture could be uploaded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103286045793335122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/RtKDnsq4N1I/AAAAAAAAAAw/odzBMh9vZUI/s400/DSCN1950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;yay! even the computer(or rather blogger) agrees that the arrival of spring should be celebrated (that's why i successfully uploaded this photo) [if you scroll back to previous posts and see, this is the first picture ever in my post!]&lt;br /&gt;it's 梅花树, taken near my brother's house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103288601298876258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/RtKF8cq4N2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/dnRJ5YX9rkU/s400/DSCN1951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;enlarge the photo and note the huge-petaled flowers&gt;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No leaves at all! Just flowers! And there was this furry caterpillar-like flower all along the stretch of trees in front of Redmond Barry building. As it fell all over the road, and the colour is greyish and then furry furry like that, i thought there was a breakout of caterpillars or some insects... (imagine a cat's short tail all around... well it's just that furry)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*** *** *** *** *** *** ***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i wonder why i always dont feel like studying when there is going to be my mid sem test tomorrow which takes up 10% of my final mark... the more i know i need to study, the more i think of doing something else... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*** *** *** *** *** *** ***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;anyway, oh right... met up with jiin ying last night and went for dinner together... a 3 5s1 ppl reunion... haha super mini one. Do you believe that even though we've been here since Feb, and even though i only knew she was here in melbourne and we're in the same school in mid March, we've never come together and chat for just a while? We do bump into each other once in a while, and talked a bit, and before parting, she always reminds me:" 看几时有空再见面。。你都没有叫我出来吃饭的!" and then when we met the next time, i felt tensed because i knew i hadnt arranged a time to meet up... well, at last! Though its August now already, at least we got together!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thinking bout high school life... the years, the fun, the friends, the school, the teachers... the memories... Memories do drive ppl merry... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Blogger! bye first! Bio! here i come!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-6014156932744304102?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/6014156932744304102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=6014156932744304102' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/6014156932744304102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/6014156932744304102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2007/08/spring-is-coming.html' title='Spring is coming!'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/RtKDnsq4N1I/AAAAAAAAAAw/odzBMh9vZUI/s72-c/DSCN1950.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-4996651758463884157</id><published>2007-07-30T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T21:24:10.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundry on Mondays- big no-no</title><content type='html'>Everyone seems to do their laundry on Monday nites.&lt;br /&gt;That's why this is the first time that we have to descend from the 8th to 7th to 6th to 5th floor to just find an 'empty and available' washing machine... Imagine the 'crowdedness' of laundry-ing on mondays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 minutes later&gt;&gt;&gt; Time's up. We happily went down to transfer the clothes to the dryer next to the machine. All done, dryer door closed. I took out two 1 dollar coins and started 1 slotting in. Out it came rolling! Slot it in again, and... out it rolls...&lt;br /&gt;The other dryer was still unavailable, so, what to do? We have to unload that dryer and start hunting for available AND 'COIN-SLOTTABLE' dryers. This time we went down to the 4th floor, then up to the 6th, and then down to 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;-Finally!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm waiting for the cycle to finish (hmm 20 minutes more) so that we can go collect our warm and cuddly laundry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-4996651758463884157?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/4996651758463884157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=4996651758463884157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/4996651758463884157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/4996651758463884157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2007/07/laundry-on-mondays-big-no-no.html' title='Laundry on Mondays- big no-no'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-4341062207745483217</id><published>2007-07-11T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T03:16:55.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Roulette, Poker, Black Jack, Baccarat, Pink Panther and more...</title><content type='html'>Finally, i've been granted access to a casino! The guard did stop me to check my passport though... well the 3 younger us- me, mz, and mz's cousin- melissa pretended to walk behind melissa's parents and follow them to get through.. however he still stopped me and said:' sorry, can i see your id please?' good thing&gt;&gt; i look like i'm underage haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crown casino looks so grand and magnificent. The design is so 'money themed'... even the carpet's printed pattern looks like gold coins... The chandeliers are so sparkly, the wooden parts of the gambling equipments are varnished with shellac till it reflects light...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we walked past the never-ending rows and rows of jackpots, clink-clonking sound of coins dropping out of the machines, and when one stops, another follows... i wonder if they actually win or are they just getting the amount they've put in, or mayb less... i pointed one aunty's hand to mz, she's wearing rings on four fingers (can't see the thumb) plus bracelet, and heavy-looking necklace...so glaring and showy...&lt;br /&gt;The jackpot looks more complicated than what i've thought... *well what i've thought was the older type which u hav to pull the stick after u've slot in money. These ones are computerized, and there are so many buttons for you to select how much you want to bet... although i've stood there and watch people play for quite a long time, i still don't quite get how it works...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The casino is really an eye-opener. The person who started business for people to gamble is really really smart. RESPECT* So many games, so many varieties, so many different levels of 'minimum amount you want to bet'... I am just a bystander who sees the process of people putting their bet, winning it or losing it... but when the skillful casino employee unveils a card, my heartbeat fastens.. along with the nervous players...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i came round to Baccarat, i saw one person putting bet using tokens by the value of a hundred per token... and a few tokens at one time... when he wins i felt relieved but when i see the token taken by the banker, i go: 'ssss...' the sound u make when u're in pain...&lt;br /&gt;Not long after that person got up and went to another table, another man in black coat came and put four stacks of hundred notes on the table to be changed into token... 1 stack is a thousand man... 4 stacks... so 4000... and guess what... he used it all in one bet.. and lost it in just the first round... then he digged into his wallet and pulled out another few hundred notes... and plaved the bet in one go and lost it again... was so unlucky... he could have played a few hundred times if he split the amount of bet out... and could have won at least half the time if he put a little at a time...&lt;br /&gt;In disappointment he got up and was gone. Not long later the previous person came back and kept one playing. This time the highest bid i've seen him put and lost was 1100... imagine.. hard earned money gone in a blink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady luck better be at your side when you want to gamble.. or better still, don't gamble, 所谓十赌九输。。So, personally i think that putting the money in fixed deposit is the best, as Albert Einstein quoted: "The most powerful force in the universe is compound interest."#&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-4341062207745483217?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/4341062207745483217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=4341062207745483217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/4341062207745483217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/4341062207745483217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2007/07/of-roulette-poker-black-jack-baccarat.html' title='Of Roulette, Poker, Black Jack, Baccarat, Pink Panther and more...'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-589774752495061611</id><published>2007-07-09T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T01:11:34.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dream of 'S'es and HD which struck twice</title><content type='html'>What happens when you open your eye first thing in the morning remembering your results are coming out today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i know i've done well, i would have jumped out of bed and head straight to my lappy to check the results online. However, this is not the case this time.&lt;br /&gt;At 7 sth AM i am already awake and that my results are out. But since it's 7 sth i decided to sleep a bit more, thinking there's no harm checking it later since the result doesn't depend how early you check it. So i drifted off...&lt;br /&gt;I remembered logging in my uni's student information system to check my results. I'm anticipating not-so-good results, and fearing i might fail in 3 subjects. Guess what appears on the screen--- Physics- S, Chemistry- S, Maths- S, Biology- HD. (S means 'supplementary exam' which means i've failed it and i hav to sit for the supplementary exam, HD denotes 'High Distinction')...&lt;br /&gt;And i woke up again. Eih it was a dream... i should go and check already... should go... should go....&lt;br /&gt;and the whole process repeats itself again.. 3 'S'es and HD... so scary...&lt;br /&gt;this time i woke completely, sat up and didnt want to drift off anymore...&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the fear when i knew i wasn't doing well... it's a completely uncomfortable feeling, especially when i am supposed to prepare well in the exam... i felt so guilty u know... S ar... how to face myself?? and from the last day of my exams i have been worrying for the results... similar to torture, yet it's a mental one instead of physical one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the relieving part is that when i go and check my results (this time i really go and check it), there's no S's or F's.... luckily it came out better than i've expected.. but still, there's room for improvement. 'Plenty of room' haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-589774752495061611?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/589774752495061611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=589774752495061611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/589774752495061611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/589774752495061611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2007/07/dream-of-ses-and-hd-which-struck-twice.html' title='The Dream of &apos;S&apos;es and HD which struck twice'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-8908796918399657054</id><published>2007-07-04T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T18:28:22.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Do Men See You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Came across this in cheryl's blog. Found it interesting so i tried it out hehe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Men See You As Understated&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdomenseeyouquiz/see-understated.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an intreguing mix of girl and woman.&lt;br /&gt;You're feminine, quiet, and a total mystery to most men.&lt;br /&gt;Yet they often feel the urge to protect you, even if they don't know you.&lt;br /&gt;You *are* a flirt, but you usually only flirt with those you know well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdomenseeyouquiz/"&gt;How Do Men See You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-8908796918399657054?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/8908796918399657054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=8908796918399657054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/8908796918399657054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/8908796918399657054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-do-men-see-you.html' title='How Do Men See You?'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-6745425183841234105</id><published>2007-06-18T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T22:43:59.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iNSiGHT 之一週年</title><content type='html'>again i was wandering around ppl de blog and then back to see my own's, only to realise that it's been exactly 1 year since i opened this blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow a lot has happened between this 12 months...&lt;br /&gt;last year 的今天 i was uncertain about my choice of courses&lt;br /&gt;last year 的今天 i was still struggling to prepare for my mid year exam&lt;br /&gt;last year 的今天 i was -haha- poisoning my books&lt;br /&gt;last year 的今天 i was falling asleep -as usual- on my books&lt;br /&gt;last year 的今天 i was chatting on msn&lt;br /&gt;last year 的今天 i was thinking:  blogging? not my type gua...&lt;br /&gt;last year 的今天 i was 怂恿-ed to start blogging- courtesy of yh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year 的今天 i woke up late (cos i slept late-- cos i blogged last midnite)&lt;br /&gt;this year 的今天 i was still blur blur when mew asked me to read something&lt;br /&gt;this year 的今天 i found out that there was a shooting in melbourne CBD and one was killed!!&lt;br /&gt;this year 的今天 i felt a bit scared at the thought that a gunman is still on the loose&lt;br /&gt;this year 的今天 i was still sleepy when i bid tata to mew who was going to hand up her folio&lt;br /&gt;this year 的今天 i surfed the net and looked up for the latest news bout the shooting&lt;br /&gt;this year 的今天 i pitied at the good samaritan who got killed&lt;br /&gt;this year 的今天 i went to school to ask lecturer how to do some questions&lt;br /&gt;this year 的今天 i was a bit moody cos i havnt figured out how to do differential equations&lt;br /&gt;this year 的刚才 i was sharing mee rebus and roti telur and bawang with mew&lt;br /&gt;this year 的刚才 i was shivering like mad when i walked back from lygon street after dinner&lt;br /&gt;this year 的刚才 i found out it was 5 degrees outside&lt;br /&gt;this year 的刚才 i was thinking about something stupid that happened 2 days ago&lt;br /&gt;this year 的刚刚 i lend my maths notes to a friend staying in 258&lt;br /&gt;this year 的现在 i am drinking barley&lt;br /&gt;this year 的现在 i am blogging!&lt;br /&gt;this year 的现在 i am wondering why don't i do maths instead?&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-6745425183841234105?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/6745425183841234105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=6745425183841234105' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/6745425183841234105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/6745425183841234105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2007/06/insight.html' title='iNSiGHT 之一週年'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-1338317800498710875</id><published>2007-06-18T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T02:38:58.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lil' update</title><content type='html'>hehe it's 3.54 am now... was surfing lotsa ppl's blogs and then felt that i should update my own blog... it's been frozen for quite a while hehe... so now i shall re-heat it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still having my exams, which started from the 5th and will only end on the 22nd. So suey cos 22nd is the very last day of the whole uni's exam period, and so 准 the last ppr falls on that day.. want to balik kampung earlier also cannot... moreover after 20th the airfares are higher cos it's peak period..&lt;br /&gt;I've already had 3 papers: the 3 sciences (they've already killed me in an gruelling way) and now i'm struggling to survive for the 4th one, maths. I shall be busy counting, not really 'studying'... as in memorizing facts.. but of course maths stuff must be memorized too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People ask me how i think about Melbourne: i shall say it's 'cool' &gt;&gt; one cool as in the 'YEH' (or yay or yey, whateva~) punya cool, and another is the cold punya cool... to me it's freakingly freezing, i know it's not that terrible yet, but... it's just so cold! &gt;.&lt; well, maybe you like it? perhaps when u're in a hot and humid place (~penang!) u tend to think how good it is to be cold.. lol now i miss penang punya hotness... haha and i think most likely i'll start missing melb's weather when i'm back in pg... contradictory ae?&lt;br /&gt;The first day of exam i wore 5 layers of clothes and on my way to the exam venue (15 mins away) i could see fog forming everytime i breathe. That cold hehe. I forgot who said that but it indicates the temperature's less than 10 degrees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at night it's even worse... there's once my widget tells me it's 1 degree outside... luckily there's one much appreciated invention called 'heater'.... at times mew and me are in our cozy apartmnt 'bbqing' our hands and feet in front of the heater, enjoying the heat. The worst and most dreadful moment is when you have to get away from the heater and do our homework... that little time interval which our body needs to adjust from the heat to the cold (u noe rite, even if it's not that cold also when you get away from heat, the warm is also 'cold' to you).. &lt;goosebumps*&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think i better sleep.. 可怜 mew belum sleep lagi cos she baru finish her folio... 不值得可怜 me cos i'm so easily distracted from my maths... hmpf... think i shud do one more question b4 i sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you who are currently reading this: 加油!&lt;br /&gt;and to myself: 加电池! (cos i need calculator to do maths what... calculator doesn't power on oil, so battery lo..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-1338317800498710875?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/1338317800498710875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=1338317800498710875' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/1338317800498710875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/1338317800498710875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2007/06/lil-update.html' title='A lil&apos; update'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-2110414963738231347</id><published>2007-03-22T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T16:22:53.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truly Madly Deeply Memorable</title><content type='html'>21st of March was memorable.&lt;br /&gt;Though there were, as usual, lectures in the morning and a practical in the afternoon, this day was rather special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start right from the morning lectures. First lecture- maths, nothing worth mentioning. Second- Bio, learnt about the different Phylums of animals... so as to classify them... but i didn't remember them because i did not revise... next lec, chem- i didn't know it was going to be the last lecture conducted by Professor Carl Schiesser. He is a cool professor. Apart from throwing jokes every now and then to keep the class awake (which is unsuccessful at times, as i can't lift my one-tonne eyelids), he does things people don't do. (The 'people' here refers to me) After each lecture, he will pull a cool white iPod out, plug earphones in, put 苍蝇墨镜 on, lift his black case, and walk briskly out of the lecture theater. Adieu, Carl! I will remember enantiomers, stereoisomers, chirality, diastereoisomers, R, S, E, Z, the chair and boat form of cyclohexane... though i still don't know what some of those are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then came physics time... We had a test. A short one, only 20 minutes. But i had been so nervous the night before that i thought i had to figure everything out before i can sleep... Trembling i was right from the moment i got the paper from the person beside me. The questions (to me)were rather tricky and needed some thinking and relating the problem (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;and here i shall thank yh for his wish**, which i think it may have worked well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;). The most terrifying moment came after 20 minutes, when we're supposed to hand up the test paper... I quickly glanced through my friends' answers and compared... OH MY... none of the answers match! all three persons have different numbers written on each's paper... if it was you how would you feel???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;   &gt;.&lt;   &gt;.&lt;   &gt;.&lt;   &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, shocked, wouldn't you? Surprisingly, there were three different test papers circulating around. We were told to take one paper each and pass it on. The trick is, our lecturer has pre-arranged the test papers in a way that no two person side by side will get the same question paper. A brilliant way to prevent students from cheating, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've typed quite a lot and yet i still have the rest of the day to tell you!&lt;br /&gt;Coming up: Biology practical: Dissection of a rat&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(note: may contain yucky elements, not suitable for children. Adults, beware!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has got their own rat to dissect. I've got a male one. It was a white rat (not mice, as it was quite big in size &lt;approximately&gt;). All the rats were sealed in plastic bags and arranged on a tray by the window for us to choose our own rats.&lt;br /&gt;It was said that the rats were killed humanely, most likely they were gased... the rat i got still has &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;鼻血&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, which smeared across its ventral part (on the front where the abdomen is), staining its white fur red. As my practical was on Wednesday, (the third and last practical class for this subject) the rats had to be frozen to be preserved for us. Forgot to mention: there are 249 people taking this subject. Perhaps some have dropped this subject, so there may be a smaller number than this... Just as the demonstrator said, the rats were sacrificed for the purpose of letting us study the structures and functions etc etc, therefore we have to "make full use" of the rat so as not to "waste" this life form... We shall also treat this animal with respect. If not,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, everyone took a 'rat in a bag' back to their respective desks and start cutting the bag open to take the rat out. Gloves are allowed, but i found that i might get clumsy with gloves on, so i did everything with my bare hands instead. Then came the moment we have to make our first cut. Only scissors are allowed, no scalpels. So we had to pinch part of the skin to cut it open, then toot... The rest of the procedures shall be reserved because i can't be writing everything down here...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the person next to me commented that the rat was rather smelly, but i was lucky to have caught a cold, because i can't smell anything at all. So catching a cold isn't that bad after all, especially when you have to do this kind of practicals. But i couldn't smell my food during lunch, and i was eating my food without the taste. That's the only con i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;An afterthought for the dissection of the rat&lt;/em&gt;: Dissecting isn't that scary. You'll get used to it when you start dissecting... It seems later on in semester 2 we have to dissect a frog...&lt;br /&gt;Quite a lot of people felt sorry for the rat... for this I suggest that they should give us a synthetic one next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we were done with our rat and after a small test at the end of the practical session, it was already 5 pm. When i got home, i told myself: since i had a tiring but interesting day at school, i felt that i should sweat out to freshen myself up. Gym? that is the peak hour and surely our small gym will be similar to a tin of sardine. Pool? nah, i don't feel like swimming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it struck me. I remembered that i had a friend from CS Lygon who told me i can call her anytime when i want to play basketball. Great! That's what i needed. Energetic, adrenalin-pumped, perspiration...&lt;br /&gt;There were 6 boys and 3 girls. 2 boys are from Malaysia, 2 from hong kong and 2 from korea. All 3 girls, including me, are from malaysia but one of them have been in australia since she was 3. In the first game one boy did not play so we had one team comprising of 3 boys and 1 girl and another with 2 boys and 2 girls. We use only half a court to play. One rule: If girls managed a shot, it's 2 points; when a boy does, it's 1 point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you guys know that i don't play basketball, (&lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;) i was really really clumsy. I only knew how to block people, but i was not speedy enough to grab the ball when it is passed from one opponent to another. Besides, i didn't dare to 'snatch' balls from them because 1. i don't know where to put my hand in to snatch, 2. they are stronger and more powerful than me, 3. is it rude to do so?? (hahaha) but isn't basketball about trying to 'obtain' the ball by any means?&lt;br /&gt;When i got the ball, i didn't dribble it, as i know &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;i WILL lose &lt;/span&gt;it once i bounce it off the ground. So i just passed the ball to my teammates instead. Or if i'm near the basket, i'll try to aim and throw. However it's either the ball hit the rim or backboard and bounce off, or it misses both, which results in an air ball... of course, i did score some points too, by a stroke of luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i wasn't actively involved in sports all these years, clumsiness crept all over me. I saw them jump so high and touch the rim, i felt like i wanted to too. But, standing at just 1.57m, it may take me years to even touch the net...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the most important thing i wanted to emphasize here is that playing basketball is fun! I think i shall enjoy playing basketball next time... haha, i literaly can't wait for the next game!&lt;br /&gt;After the game i was feeling so 'fresh' and it's like i have fully charged my battery. This sweat out was indeed the most vigorous one since i came to melbourne, and it resulted in my aching of muscles for 3 days in a row... (tomorrow is the 4th day and i dont know whether it will cease)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night- since Min Zhao had to stay back with her group to build their model, i went for dinner with Anges and the few basketball fellows at Rice Bar. (not that significant, but i mention it for my memory's sake)&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, Min Zhao was finally done with her stuff and she came to join us for dessert. It's ice cream at&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;l &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;F&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;d&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;D&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;. I was told it is the best ice cream shop in Melbourne! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By far, 21st of march was the most interesting day since i came here, so, this is it, i'm sharing it with you!&lt;br /&gt;_______&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;em&gt; hey, to that person who kept asking me to mention him, i've done my job!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-2110414963738231347?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/2110414963738231347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=2110414963738231347' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/2110414963738231347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/2110414963738231347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2007/03/truly-madly-deeply-memorable.html' title='Truly Madly Deeply Memorable'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-2512260853510865544</id><published>2007-02-27T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T08:14:34.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new kind of beginning</title><content type='html'>It's 28th of Feb already.&lt;br /&gt;School started not long ago... was pretty much similar and yet different from college life.&lt;br /&gt;The lecture hall is like a theater, the only thing is that the screen is not as big as the one in a real cinema...&lt;br /&gt;The class is so huge that i feel really really tiny. Like a speck of dust in the atmosphere. People in my class come from almost every part of the world, when the lecture's on, it's like a smaller version of the world listening to the lecturer, we laugh at the same jokes, frown at the same difficulties, and are as noisy when the lecture hasn't started yet..&lt;br /&gt;One fact that i have to point out&gt;&gt; don't know whether is it for good or the other way round&gt;&gt; i realized that there are quite a lot of Malaysians in my course. At first i refuse to believe that more and more people are going for this course. But now it in fact was true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an overview description of my school&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a few very big lawns, like those you see on the introductory books. In the past i won't dare to sit lie on the grasses or under the trees (much because in penang the grasses used to have hidden 'treasures' --i mean dog piss) now when there are not enough tables to sit and dine, we will head for the grasses or under the trees. It is such a norm there that when i see people sit there cozily enjoying a book, i tend to follow.&lt;br /&gt;The library&gt;&gt; i can't estimate how big, but the main library- Ballieau is 3 storeys high, every floor packed with eye-opening journals, magazines, bla bla bla.. u name it... it took me an hour to explore the building, and i'm sure there are spots that i've missed.&lt;br /&gt;and then there's another library called: Brownless Biomedical Library- also 3 storeys high, like two fifth of the Ballieau Lib.&lt;br /&gt;And for every main subject like Physics or Chemistry or Mathematical Science or Architecture or Education, there are specific buildings. In those buildings you will find a library too...&lt;br /&gt;Kinda surprising to me... bagai rusa masuk kampung...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and can't miss this out: For the practicles we have to be well-dressed, which means the white lab coat and lab glasses... We also need to obtain our own slides, coverslips, brush, blades and even a dissecting kit!&lt;br /&gt;Something scary: we have to complete some online pre-lab modules and get a receipt number before we are allowed to enter the Lab class! It's good in a way, to ensure everyone's prepared before conducting the experiment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually the 1st March now. 11.12 am. Because i started the blog on the 28th, then i typed a bit and save it as draft, so... got classes at 12.. i'll blog again if i am free or i feel like to. I really miss you guys back there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia you everyone!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-2512260853510865544?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/2512260853510865544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=2512260853510865544' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/2512260853510865544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/2512260853510865544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-kind-of-beginning.html' title='A new kind of beginning'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-116653215341740052</id><published>2006-12-19T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T02:09:49.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a flying 19th of Dec</title><content type='html'>"Bankstown tower, this is Dutchess Alpha Golf Golf, prepared to take off......"&lt;br /&gt;"Alpha Golf Golf, runway 2 is clear......"&lt;br /&gt;And so we departed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm jotting this down for memory. For the memory on my 18th birthday. &lt;br /&gt;I took a scenic flight from Bankstown, flew north towards the beaches, hovered above the towns...&lt;br /&gt;The 2-engine plane contained only 4 persons: my dad and my brother in front; my mum and me at the back. Pilot? My brother!!&lt;br /&gt;At first we planned to fly in the morning, but the plane's tyre was a bit flat and worn out, i.e. the fiber can be seen; and we thought it wasn't safe if we used it to land, what if it just bursts when we touch down? No play play huh, and so the plan was delayed.&lt;br /&gt;The weather was not as fair as in the morning, and when we were up in the sky, there was turbulence. Not nice, really... though it was what my brother described:"moderate" As our plane is relatively small, the plane easily sways if there's strong wind. The wind that blew in our direction can anytime send us float higher or press the plane down. It's like you look out on the land around you, all seems calm and when it's like nothing's gonna happen, but suddenly you start to feel that the plane is dropping, or literally your butt lifts off the seat and you float... yeah... like that... or the other way round which is you'll be pressed on the head and feel like you'll be a few centimetres shorter...&lt;br /&gt;HoWever, we get to see most of Sydney from up there, the broad horizon, everything.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, everyone wears a HUGE earphone. *and sunglasses too =)* Without the earphone, everyone has to shout, but probably we'll hear nothing as the propellers are turning and it's LOUD. So we communicated through respective microphones.&lt;br /&gt;The whole journey took almost an hour or more. I have to say that i was rather dizzy when we landed. Though my brother prepared an air sickness bag for each of us, i would rather not use it! Luckily i did not have much for breakfast, if not....&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it's a truly great experience and i would like to share it with all of you... hope you can feel what i felt, but i guarantee you don't want the dizzyness, haha....&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, bigger planes like boeing 737-400 is already steady enough to prevent you from having motion sickness... Next time you take a flight, grab the window seat and enjoy the view!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-116653215341740052?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/116653215341740052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=116653215341740052' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/116653215341740052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/116653215341740052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-flying-19th-of-dec.html' title='It&apos;s a flying 19th of Dec'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-116461516138318585</id><published>2006-11-27T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T16:12:41.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Crawly, Crikey and Stevie</title><content type='html'>The twelve foot crocodile was on its highest alert. But Steve Irwin was waiting for his turn to hop onto the crawly’s back and lock its deadly jaw tight. Any minor slip would mean a dozen stitches or losing a limb. However, this was one of daring Irwin’s everyday business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Steve Robert Irwin, also known as “Crocodile Hunter”, was born on 22nd February, 1962 to reptile enthusiast parents in the southern city of Melbourne. Irwin was exposed to crocodiles and reptiles, and he developed a love for the crawlies during his childhood. Unlike other six-year-olds, Irwin was given a twelve-foot scrub python for his birthday. Brave little nine-year-old Irwin even wrestled crocodiles bare handedly in the river at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     After graduating from Caloundra State High School in 1979, Irwin became a crocodile trapper in Northern Queensland where he removed the troublesome beasts from residential areas. Around 1991, he moved back to Queensland Reptile and Fauna Park, took over the family business which he then turned into a global attraction known as Australia Zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The first episode of ‘The Crocodile Hunter’, featuring Steve Irwin and his new bride Terri, elevated him into a popular wildlife icon. In the following years, ‘The Crocodile Hunter’ was picked up by the Discovery network and broadcast all over the world. His other documentaries, ‘The Croc Files’, ‘The Crocodile Hunter Diaries’ and ‘New Breed Vets’ were aired on Animal Planet. All these transformed Irwin into an international celebrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Irwin’s admirable contributions to wildlife were immeasurable. He once said: “I have no fear of losing my life - if I have to save a koala or a crocodile or a kangaroo or a snake, mate, I will save it.” The zookeeper and conservationist also founded Wildlife Warriors and the International Crocodile Rescue to educate the public in protecting the injured, threatened or endangered wildlife. This noble effort has gotten him worldwide acclaim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     ‘The Ocean’s Deadliest’ was indeed deadly. Filming this documentary on 4th September 2006, in Batt Reef, Great Barrier Reef, Irwin got killed. It was extraordinarily bad luck for him to be punctured in the heart by a stingray’s barb. Irwin’s sudden and untimely death came as an unpleasant shock to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Steve Irwin is greatly missed by all. The typical image of Irwin clad in khaki shorts and shirt, and heavy boots will not fade. His catchphrase “Crikey” will also be echoed by his young fans worldwide. Besides, who wouldn’t remember his ear-to-ear toothy grin while he posed with the crawlies for photos?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-116461516138318585?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/116461516138318585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=116461516138318585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/116461516138318585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/116461516138318585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2006/11/of-crawly-crikey-and-stevie.html' title='Of Crawly, Crikey and Stevie'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-116023042408076381</id><published>2006-10-07T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T20:25:11.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A field trip to Botanic Gardens</title><content type='html'>It's a sunny day today. The weather's fair, everything's nice.&lt;br /&gt;The whole Biology class gathered at the entrance at 8.30 and then we started the journey.&lt;br /&gt;My group was first scheduled for a theme entitled "Lives in &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Rivers &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Stream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;". Guess what? We were given a net and a container each to go into the river to catch whatever can be caught.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, the river's really clean as there were dragonflies..they're sort of like an indicator of clean water source...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catching fishes were not that easy for me. I started with the sides where leaves were trapped and the current is not as strong. The sides were much shallower and there i saw, lotsa fishes!&lt;br /&gt;It requires strategies to scoop the fish up. I used almost um...30 minutes i guess... to scoop only 2 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;small small&lt;/span&gt; fishes and a medium one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went into the forest track... gone uphill, downhill... &lt;em&gt;sella genella, ... &lt;/em&gt;and&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;went to an area where there used to be a house which was demolished 26 years ago. The plants that regrew there were hardly taller than me... well, some do, of course.... ground plants were rare, and some only popped out one in every few meters.&lt;br /&gt;The secondary succesion progresses so very slowly. (or was it primary?) That goes to show that regeneration of forests takes a longer time than you think. So, Indonesia, don't burn your precious forest!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following schedule was done in the large field. We paired up and blindfolded our partners and brought them to a tree, any tree, and ask them to use their senses (of course other than sight) to "feel" the tree. &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;One is hug&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;two is smell&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;three is touch&lt;/span&gt;, but of course there is not a fourth one which is taste...you can't probably &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;lick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the tree...&lt;br /&gt;Before allowing the partner to 'feel' it, we must *very importantly* make sure that there are no ANTS or termites or caterpillars.. or whatever... (eew, my hair stands up at the thought of furry caterpillars..)&lt;br /&gt;After "feeling" the trees, we're supposed to bring them back to the original startin point, spin them a few rounds, and un-blinfold them, ask them to search for their tree..&lt;br /&gt;So there was karkar ling and me, wandering about the place, hugging trees... haha... one thing i regretted was giving her clues as to where her tree was situated. Anyway, nice experience really... 'cause normally we don't go hugging trees around the park, but since this is part of the trip, it's great to hug, really! Try hugging one and see..&lt;br /&gt;Learnt some techniques to measure the height of the tree too... one is to look down under from in between you legs... the other is estimation by using a pencil...thanks to karkar too here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... then comes the presentation... our group got the topic '&lt;strong&gt;SOIL&lt;/strong&gt;', imagine, what are you going to present if it were you? luckily, all our group members did well, spontaneously...&lt;br /&gt;Then comes 1pm.. so fast.. took a picture of the whole class..&lt;br /&gt;and all the good things always end without you realising it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-116023042408076381?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/116023042408076381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=116023042408076381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/116023042408076381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/116023042408076381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2006/10/field-trip-to-botanic-gardens.html' title='A field trip to Botanic Gardens'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-115800312650239397</id><published>2006-09-12T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T18:05:16.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering 9/11</title><content type='html'>That was a tuesday night. I remember coming back from my maths tuition. That should be around 10 something Malaysian time.&lt;br /&gt;As dad opened the door, mum frantically called out to us to watch it on CNN.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, i thought, what kind of hollywood megablockbuster was that? Why was mum so interested in this movie she couldn't wait to ask us to watch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out this was no blockbuster at all. Later, i got to know that that was what was happening on the other side of the world... That was when i was in form 1. I didn't know that this was so scary at that time. All i thought was, oh my goodness, why would the planes hit the two mighty sky scraper? Did the planes lose control? But why &lt;strong&gt;TWO&lt;/strong&gt; planes at &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt; time&gt;? That's absurd...&lt;br /&gt;Then, &lt;em&gt;(i'm merely stating what everbody knows anyway)&lt;/em&gt; down came one of the mighty structures. CNN kept on playing and replaying the scenario that i could remember how the building just fell onto itself like how a person crumples when their legs turn jelly-like.&lt;br /&gt;Rescue efforts were carried out hastily, in hope of saving the other survivors on the other building. It is actually a relief when people came scurrying out of the other still-standing building.&lt;br /&gt;No sooner the same fate fell for the next building. &lt;em&gt;Oops&lt;/em&gt;, i thought, &lt;em&gt;no more&lt;/em&gt;. Oh, it's gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now that i recollect bits and pieces of that time, i think i was, at that time, still to young to understand life and death. I didn't feel sad whatsoever &lt;em&gt;(or perhaps just a bit)...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh ya, i did feel sad and worried, when i saw the camera focusing on people on higher floors, waving their shirts from the window in order to catch the attention of the fire rescuers. Shock nearly overwhelmed when the people just jumped. I repeat, JUMPED. And the camera even zoomed to that falling person, you can even see them struggling and waving frantically in the air before... &lt;em&gt;eh-hem. I censored it.&lt;/em&gt; The rest is up to your imagination. (&lt;em&gt;to spice up your creativity, pls remember that the gravitational pull is approx. 9.8 metres per second)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now, 5 years later, there is going to be a rebirth of World Trade Centre Towers at Ground Zero. It was proposed that there will be three WTC towers rising from the site. The roof of Tower 2 is even going to be diamond-shaped!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Leave that out first.. do you think the world has become more dangerous after the 911 attack?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Most Americans think that the world has definitely become not safe. What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think that the world has become safer instead. Before 911, there were plane-hijacking cases every year, and for a long period of time. It was after 911 that the security measures tightened and laws enforced. I still remember at that time metal forks, spoons and knives are not permitted on board. The cutleries provided were all plastics. &lt;em&gt;(To make sure we don't use those as weapons..)&lt;/em&gt; Till today the airlines are still strict on the rules. No metal, pointed or sharp stuff allowed as hand carry luggage. I am sure you know the other restrictions too.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After 911, in these few years we haven't heard of any hijacking cases anyway, have we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;History is history. The impacts of 911 still lived till today. I do hope the wrongdoers pay their ultimate price for the crime they commited. None shall be forgiven..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-115800312650239397?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/115800312650239397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=115800312650239397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/115800312650239397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/115800312650239397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2006/09/remembering-911.html' title='Remembering 9/11'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-115791363405417104</id><published>2006-09-11T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T02:40:34.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>无题</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*****&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;人为善&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;福虽未至&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;祸已远离&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;人为恶&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;祸虽未至&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;福已远离&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-115791363405417104?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/115791363405417104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=115791363405417104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/115791363405417104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/115791363405417104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='无题'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-115782653681873744</id><published>2006-09-10T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T02:34:21.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9th of September</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;, I started the day with a &lt;strong&gt;scrumptious&lt;/strong&gt; bowl of&lt;strong&gt; corn flakes&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;for the first time in my life,&lt;/em&gt; I finally managed to play &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Für Elise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, without stopping, through the whole three pages. Though there are stumbles and hesitations, but i haven't touched the piano for 9 months already! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;for the first time in my life,&lt;/em&gt; I saw the tide so high at Gurney coastline. Is it always so high? Or is it because i only go there once in a blue moon? Or could that be a result of Global warming? Perhaps a portion of the seawater i saw was part of an enormous iceberg in Arctic. (&lt;em&gt;haha, reminds me of 'ice cube'. I guess only my SAM Bio classmates know what i mean..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;for the first time in my life,&lt;/em&gt; I went for hair treatment. I had my hair 'steamed'. Nice experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;em&gt; for the first time in 6 months,&lt;/em&gt; I had my hair cut. And, after so long, I liked my brand new look. (that's rare! well, rare for me, though not much change actually...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;for the i-forgot-how-many-times,&lt;/em&gt; I played badminton with my dad. I just felt i could 'chase' the shuttlecock today. Only, still not enough power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;em&gt; for the also-i-forgot-how-many-times,&lt;/em&gt; I had dinner in Teppan Yaki, and, for the 2nd time, i enjoyed the 'peanut butter yaki lamb'-or what was that called..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;, i watched &lt;strong&gt;'The Triangle&lt;/strong&gt;- 2nd episode'. Watched it with dad and mum. Enjoyed the show and time together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Then, dad and me found out ways to solve some maths problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Now, i enjoy listening to songs and blogging this down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;On top of all this, &lt;strong&gt;TODAY&lt;/strong&gt; is my dad's birthday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-115782653681873744?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/115782653681873744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=115782653681873744' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/115782653681873744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/115782653681873744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2006/09/9th-of-september.html' title='9th of September'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-115625611058619033</id><published>2006-08-22T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T22:20:51.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>毒书+打球</title><content type='html'>guess what... i was shocked when the MSN Today popped up and said there are 94 unread msgs... (although there are more than &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seven&lt;/strong&gt; times&lt;/em&gt; this figure of unread msgs in my yahoo mailbox..) (i gave up checking them since... i forgot when...) but no worries... i'll check those important ones first... and the fwd ones i'll wait till... i have time &lt;--&lt;em&gt;guess i'll not have time till...the end of time?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm back here blogging again. Decided to push away the other stuffs at the moment..back to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;毒书&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; afterwards..&lt;br /&gt;though it's study break, but i'll break soon too...&lt;br /&gt;having had three sessions of badminton three hours three days in a row... i'll really break soon.. into bits and pieces... (&lt;em&gt;haha though not really three days in a row, but its friday 1+ hr; saturday, monday and tuesday(today) solid 3 hrs, man...) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you must be wondering why this lazy caterpillar became so active suddenly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*to your surprise*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i'm taking part in ICG-inter college games. And playin badminton too...&lt;br /&gt;weird hae? that's going to be my first ever tournament... and it's tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;i know someone out there has already took part in countless tournaments, and winning it is just an understatement... well, congrats for that... and hope that at least i can have that kind of luck too.. though it not only takes luck to win badminton... i need &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;speed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;stamina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Now that i mention it, do i really have it? let's see...&lt;br /&gt;mm, anyway i'm just playing mixed doubles, or see first maybe singles, or doubles...depends.&lt;br /&gt;well, if we beat the opponent tmr, we get to go on to the next stage...&lt;br /&gt;keep our fingers crossed.... i dont want to pack my bag so early...&lt;br /&gt;well, i'll end here today and ... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;WISH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;US &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;LUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-115625611058619033?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/115625611058619033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=115625611058619033' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/115625611058619033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/115625611058619033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title='毒书+打球'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-115444111804078548</id><published>2006-08-01T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T22:11:22.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold on!</title><content type='html'>Grandpa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you can still remember who i am.. I am your granddaughter, mei mei...&lt;br /&gt;You were extremely confused these few days, especially that day after you fell...&lt;br /&gt;Why, oh, why.. when you were told not to go to the toilet alone.. you still went..&lt;br /&gt;Knowing how frail you have become, yet you still insist on moving about by yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We very well knew we can't turn back the clock.&lt;br /&gt;How i wish i could reverse the incident, and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you've just been out of the operating theatre.&lt;br /&gt;Hope the operation has done a miracle on you...&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely hope that you will be able to come home again...&lt;br /&gt;Come home, to see your sons and daughters and grandchildren...&lt;br /&gt;Come home, to this lovely home, not that home which is waiting for you up there...&lt;br /&gt;Please, let there be at least a last reunion, a warm and meaningful one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to dedicate this blog to my grandpa. Wish my message can be passed to him.&lt;br /&gt;Till this moment, he is still very confused and unable to converse properly...&lt;br /&gt;I'm very sorry, &lt;em&gt;yeye&lt;/em&gt;, that i think i haven't done enough as a granddaughter..&lt;br /&gt;But, i still want to tell you that, &lt;em&gt;yeye, &lt;/em&gt;that you've been a great grandpa and i shall never forget the times when you used to play some clapping games with me when i was 5.&lt;br /&gt;"Good morning, &lt;em&gt;zou san, ye ye," &lt;/em&gt;was the familiar greet i greeted him every morning.&lt;br /&gt;So, please come home again, so that there is still a last time i can greet you again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-115444111804078548?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/115444111804078548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=115444111804078548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/115444111804078548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/115444111804078548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2006/08/hold-on.html' title='Hold on!'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-115358713135052693</id><published>2006-07-23T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T00:52:11.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C'est ma faute</title><content type='html'>The title means 'it's my fault' in french.&lt;br /&gt;Quite a lot of things happened in this week... and ALL because of my fault.&lt;br /&gt;It's still somehow related to the application matter.&lt;br /&gt;Dad's extremely diappointed with me, and I'm extremely guilty. And for the whole week I have no mood at all.. it just makes me feel so down, like throwing my heart into the deep deep sea and it just sinks, and sinks, and sinks...&lt;br /&gt;And that's the reason why i am not going to the coming prom night. CONFIRMED.&lt;br /&gt;I take that as a punishment, for not doing things On Time!&lt;br /&gt;And even if i go, i won't feel good. Reason: Just because i have done something wrong. That simple. And it's not fair not to be punished...&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have learnt from this very expensive experience, though previously there were countless examples and lessons from which I still haven't learnt from... how stubborn of me!&lt;br /&gt;I really shouldn't have done things slowly and lazily... not taking time seiously as if i have all the time in this world...&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i shall say to myself: I am NEVER NEVER  going to repeat that mistake again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time's running out! (aGaiN!!)&lt;br /&gt;College life is just so packed! Tests, projects, essays, reports, datelines, assignments, assessments, interviews, tutorials, etc etc etc... you name it&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost every day in every week is a dateline for any thing... and every month there'll be either an essay or a report to hand up... mind you, it's no spm essays or reports, NOW the word range is between 800-1000 or 1200-1500!!!&lt;br /&gt;So, i could imagine how university life would be. Could you, too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*p.s.: i have no mood to colour the words.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this reflects how plain my mood is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-115358713135052693?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/115358713135052693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=115358713135052693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/115358713135052693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/115358713135052693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2006/07/cest-ma-faute.html' title='C&apos;est ma faute'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-115295465997815445</id><published>2006-07-15T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T02:29:30.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An unfound interest</title><content type='html'>Can't really express how i feel lately...&lt;br /&gt;Still vague about my plans for next year... which i actually shouldn't be right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to IDP yesterday and got some bad news: the application for medicine in Monash has already closed. CLOSED. Imagine it: when the pathway through the door seems as bright and inviting, and picture that when the door suddenly slams into your face(which resulted in severe nose-bleeding) &lt;em&gt;(OucH! its just so painful!)&lt;/em&gt; And i went to Study link today and got the same sad news...it's really Closed (and not opening until next year).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that i really wanted or dreamt of studying medicine (or is it that i actually wanted to but somehow it just doesn't fit into my mind?), but anyway that is one of the bad news. The reason is that if i join my brother in Monash, then he would be able to teach me and guide me, and we can discuss and solve problems, then my brother would be able to revise things he had studied in the past years and that dad wouldn't have to burn another &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hole&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;small &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pocket &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(not as big as you think)&lt;/span&gt; because i can live with my brother. And i wouldn't have to be so lonely because i can always turn to my brother when i have any problem... in a way i can look after him too!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(of course more likely it's him who'll look after me =P)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i do now? That's the consequence of delaying things around. Now dad's furious about me because he told me right from &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and now &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to go and enquire about admission to Unis for undergraduates.&lt;br /&gt;Now i felt guilty. (not &lt;em&gt;surivor&lt;/em&gt;'s guilt, but a &lt;em&gt;deceased&lt;/em&gt;'s guilt because the deceased knew it had a chance to not kick the bucket) Haih, and i regretted not acting fast. If only, if only....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to avoid further disappointment, i applied to some unis... The thing is, what do i really want to be in my heart? NOT just consider the suitability and entry requirements, but INTEREST! and it's still missing! should i post a "WANTED" notice to see where have my missing interest gone to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's just a phase of life. No matter what, i just have to face it. And solve it in the end. With or without help or guidance. That's just how things go about actually. I keep telling myself it'll be over and there'll be a &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; answer in the end. Well, how true? I shall see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no point just waiting for the durian to fall &lt;em&gt;(that's what my father describes me),&lt;/em&gt; while waiting for the durian to fall, meanwhile i have to choose my own path, own future (anyway i don't know whether will any durian fall for &lt;em&gt;my sake&lt;/em&gt; or not).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;'rite.&lt;br /&gt;another one: Prom night.&lt;br /&gt;Shall i go? Part of me says yes, and majority of me says no.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;A debate's going on in me&lt;/em&gt;)(&lt;em&gt;wanna join?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first and most troubling problem is dress, shoes, hair, etc etc....&lt;br /&gt;And bingo, that's my weakness. Never cared to dress up, to LoOK that great,.....&lt;br /&gt;I have a suggestion here: why don't they break a record and for the first time let girls wear men's suit and let the boys wear dresses and high heels??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;***  ***  ***  ***  ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;***  ***  ***  ***  ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;***  ***  ***  ***  ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, stop laughing.... i know it's &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ri&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt;c&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ul&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the theme's Masquerade and they didn't say girls can't wear men's suit...&lt;br /&gt;Just go with a phantom-of-the-opera-mask and hmm.... it'll fit nicely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;hmm...crapped quite a lot. I actually still have &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOADS&lt;/span&gt; of hw (should call it as assignments these days?) undone.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's why i keep on delaying things by doing the less important ones such as NOW...&lt;br /&gt;However, i am somehow relieved a little after sharing my misery about the Closed application thingy by blogging it &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ght&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Re&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm relieved because i know you'll read it! and you just did!&lt;br /&gt;In a not-direct-way i am able to share my problems... and hope you will learn from my lesson=P&lt;br /&gt;(lol, &lt;em&gt;just to revise from previous lessons&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;don't forget where you parked your car in a carpark! if not you'll end up like me!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, that's about it for this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-115295465997815445?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/115295465997815445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=115295465997815445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/115295465997815445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/115295465997815445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2006/07/unfound-interest.html' title='An unfound interest'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-115211838894651780</id><published>2006-07-06T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T00:56:35.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons in Logic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;If your father is a poor man, it is your fate but,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;if your father-in-law is a poor man, it's your stupidity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I was born intelligent - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;education ruined me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Practice makes perfect......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;But nobody's perfect......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;so why practice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;If it's true that we are here to help others, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;then what exactly are the others here for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Since light travels faster than sound, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;people appear bright until you hear them speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;How come "abbreviated" is such a long word?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;ey is not everything...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;There's Mastercard &amp; Visa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;One should love animals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;They are so tasty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Behind every successful man, there is a woman; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;And behind every unsuccessful man, there are two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Every man should marry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;After all, happiness is not the only thing in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;The wise never marry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;and when they marry they become otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Success is a relative term. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;It brings so many relatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Never put off the work till tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;what you can put off today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;"Your future depends on your dreams" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;So go to sleep......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;There should be a better way to start a day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Than waking up every morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;"Hard work never killed anybody" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;But why take the risk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Work fascinates me" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I can look at it for hours......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;God made relatives; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Thank God we can choose our friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;The more you learn, the more you know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;The more you know, the more you forget &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;The more you forget, the less you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;So... why learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;A bus station is where a bus stops. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;A train station is where a train stops. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;On my desk, I have a work station...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;what more can I say......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-115211838894651780?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/115211838894651780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=115211838894651780' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/115211838894651780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/115211838894651780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2006/07/lessons-in-logic.html' title='Lessons in Logic'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-115115198354065203</id><published>2006-06-24T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T03:40:18.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take the lead, shall I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt; begins&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;By taking &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; step&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Take The Lead&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;For those who's crazy about&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Latin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;dances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;, tell you what, you gotta watch this show!&lt;br /&gt;It's like a fairytale... but the truth is that it's a real-life story... no jokes here...&lt;br /&gt;This story is inspired by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pierre Dulaine,&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;(played by &lt;em&gt;Antonio Banderas&lt;/em&gt;) an ex-professional ballroom dancer and who runs a ballroom dancing academy. He volunteered to teach ballroom dancing in a New York public school (actually his intention was to help a group of detention kids to reform themselves through ball dance classes... may sound &lt;em&gt;stupid&lt;/em&gt; but it actually happened!) I give him a credit for taking up the task of risking himself through a series of tough time... &lt;em&gt;which he didn't have to in the first place.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;looks like a &lt;em&gt;movie review&lt;/em&gt; huh? (&lt;em&gt;anyway for those who don't know, Pierre Dulaine is still alive and well!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, wow, the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;catchy part&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;of this movie is when they're dancing (especially Morgan and Sasha)&lt;br /&gt;Though in the movie Morgan appeared arrogant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1564087/"&gt;Sasha&lt;/a&gt;: I've never seen anyone move like that before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1482600/"&gt;Morgan&lt;/a&gt;: I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they're just so &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;elegant,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;stylish,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;graceful, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;artistic!!&lt;/em&gt; Every refined move is so perfect, so beautiful... (perhaps its because i've never seen anyone dance so passionately before&lt;em&gt;)[if you think you can beat them, show me!=P] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lol, how i wish i can be the third one to say "i'm sure" after Sasha if anyone ever compliments me... (&lt;em&gt;haha... i better STOP &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt; and GET &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;'Kay, back to reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mid-year exam is already history. Will there be a nightmare after this? hope not...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, immediately after the exam i have already started enjoying myself... for instance, went for this movie after the last&lt;em&gt;est &lt;/em&gt;paper.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... after the movie also i learnt a lesson... a not-to-be-repeated mistake...&lt;br /&gt;My friend (Doreen) and I were heading for my car when we finished "exploring" Popular. Then on my way i stopped dead in my track, recalling that i actually forgot where i parked my car...&lt;br /&gt;Apparently we were so excited when we went to Gurney ('cause it's after the test!) so we didn't remember the exact number (&lt;em&gt;hey, not the car number, what are you thinking&lt;/em&gt;&gt;?) it's the numbers on the 'pillars' in the gurney plaza carpark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there were my friend and i, wandering through (&lt;em&gt;almost the entire 5th floor&lt;/em&gt;) carpark, peeping for every Waja, and i called Gwendolyn for&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;SOS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (cause she came with me and may remember where i parked the car) but the phone goes:" ...the no. u're calling is not available at the moment, please try again later. Thank you." &lt;em&gt;aarrggghh, thank you?! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the whole &lt;em&gt;search&lt;/em&gt; (u know how &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HUGE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the carpark is, right?) i asked Doreen to press the remote button and alarm button (cos i was callin Gwen) hoping that from somewhere there may be the alarm of my car going off... what if i really can't find it? what am i going to do? call my parents? they'll never forgive me... &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOW&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then from my left went a familiar 'dtit dtit'... wow, how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to hear it again... thank goodness i finally found it! Imagine how much time we have wasted to search for the car? and because of the extra time wasted we have to pay an extra 1 ringgit for the parking fee... &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never ever &lt;/strong&gt;going to forget where i parked &lt;strong&gt;ever again...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this shall be the first and &lt;strong&gt;LAST &lt;/strong&gt;time&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;'rite. So much for this time. Watch the movie and hope you have learnt from my lesson too... (perhaps you can take a picture of where you'd parked with your camera phone {like &lt;em&gt;Sue&lt;/em&gt; always does} &lt;i&gt;that way u don't have to suffer the search like i did...=P)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;how i love to dance &lt;em&gt;if given a chance&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000104/"&gt;Pierre Dulaine&lt;/a&gt;: Do you love to dance? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0172472/"&gt;Caitlin&lt;/a&gt;: Yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000104/"&gt;Pierre Dulaine&lt;/a&gt;: Then you're meant to dance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-115115198354065203?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/115115198354065203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=115115198354065203' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/115115198354065203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/115115198354065203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2006/06/take-lead-shall-i.html' title='Take the lead, shall I?'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-115080887205092488</id><published>2006-06-20T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T21:07:52.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three down, two to go...</title><content type='html'>Three down, two to go...&lt;br /&gt;two life-threatening subjects... biology and sp. maths!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of today's chemistry questions came out from the SAME book. It's called SASTA (short for &lt;em&gt;South Australian Science Teachers Association&lt;/em&gt;) Revision Guide book. Not that i'm happy i saw the questions there, but it's already too late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i found out something very very useful-- My chemistry teacher (&lt;em&gt;he's got a PhD&lt;/em&gt;!) only sets questions from other sources. Sources that we can easily get access to. Two class tests were over and ALL the questions came out from the assignments he gave us. And today in the midyear exam the questions are from another book. Tells me something-- sir's lazy to set questions? (&lt;em&gt;good in a sense&lt;/em&gt; =P) So i guess for the trial he's gonna do the same thing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i think some parts of my mind shut down during the exam this morning, (some corner of my brain which is required to balance equations, recall formulae, etc etc...) An hour ago during dinner only have i suddenly remembered that i forgot to balance the equations... oh, getting absent-minded these days... lol... it's one of the consequences of sleeping late before the exam...&lt;br /&gt;Well, what is over is over. Can't do anything about it. Just have to look ahead, do my best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's going to be Biology for tomorrow. Not to say i have confident, but teacher's already told us there'll be 25 pages, dunno how many MCQs, how many short answer questions and an essay to write! Guess what? In just &lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; hours we have to finish it! Which reminds me that i &lt;em&gt;NeArLy&lt;/em&gt; couldn't finish my chemistry today. I wrote till the &lt;em&gt;vErY LaSt MiNutE&lt;/em&gt;... wow, it seems that a lot of people can't finish the paper...&lt;br /&gt;Back to biology, &lt;strong&gt;2 hours&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;25 pages&lt;/strong&gt;: 1 hour, 12.5 pages: &lt;strong&gt;less than 5 minutes&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;1 page&lt;/strong&gt;!!! what about time for checking? and time for a sip of water? lol...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think i better resume revising, don't wanna sleep late again tonight... (&lt;em&gt;bet i will..&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;Shall return (&lt;em&gt;blogging&lt;/em&gt;) soon! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-115080887205092488?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/115080887205092488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=115080887205092488' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/115080887205092488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/115080887205092488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2006/06/three-down-two-to-go.html' title='Three down, two to go...'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29859818.post-115056994271145037</id><published>2006-06-18T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T02:45:42.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opening blog</title><content type='html'>Here i am, trying out my new blog in the wee hours of 18th June 2006...&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, my mid-term test is just around the VERY corner...(19th!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, exam preparations are not easy to make. (do you agree?)&lt;br /&gt;Chapters by chapters... followed by exercises to wreck our brains...&lt;br /&gt;No choice, this is part of our never-ending-learning-life... (Long long journey ahead!)&lt;br /&gt;All we have to do is keep ourselves fresh&lt;just vegetables="P"&gt; and be able to absorb whatever knowledge that comes in our way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm....just want to leave a mark here that this is the night i have created this blog, and yea, thank you for reading this short blog!(and i guess there will be no comments?right?)&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I enjoyed my day on the 17th too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29859818-115056994271145037?l=wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/feeds/115056994271145037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29859818&amp;postID=115056994271145037' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/115056994271145037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29859818/posts/default/115056994271145037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwc-wwk-zilus.blogspot.com/2006/06/opening-blog.html' title='Opening blog'/><author><name>Zilus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03325122933101332651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPOtgnKFpOM/R1l6FaYwA_I/AAAAAAAAABc/MDA23ghtyi4/S220/cute-critter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
