<?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-5161367997619153001</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:47:10.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-4959431758574822469</id><published>2010-01-29T14:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T12:45:12.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Melissa Meets Edmond (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify" ft="'{"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;Edmond, 22; has extremely flawless skin, slim body size with a medium &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;height&lt;/span&gt;. He wears a pair of glasses&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;with thick black frame whenever he goes. He always make sure that his hair is neat and at the partition that has been set.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;He is quiet and is observed that he has not much friends around him. His first impression to most people is a total nerd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Melissa is the first girl that he loves. Although he only owns a bike but he never fails to bring her out when there is a chance. He even secretly bought Mellisa a helmet as a gift for her. Melisa is very happy no matter what he gave her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;"Am I talking too much? or he is paying his full attension to me?" Melissa always murmured in her heart. Whenever Melissa talks, Edmond will always listen and smile to her; as if he is entertained by her.Edmond quietness makes Melissa feels that he is not willing to share his thought and feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Melissa counted the days that she be with Edmond every night before she sleeps. "95 days!" she exclaimed in her heart one night. After 5 days, it will be their 100 days of being in this relationship. She thought of doing something special for Edmond. "Hang out this saturday? Not a bad idea!" she smile on the mirror as she speaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;She picked up her cell phone that is lying on the desk without second thought. She searched for 'Edmond' and pressed call. Her heart was racing like cats and dogs when the network is connected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;"Hi, Mellisa!" Edmond picked up the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;"Hi Eddie!" She sound excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;"What's up there?" Edmond sensed the unusual feelings of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;"Well, this Saturday we gotta go to Eastern City!" She do her very best to cover her exciment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;"This saturday?" He feels weird with her sudden demand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;"Yes, this Saturday!" She emphasized one again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;"Why this Saturday? What about Sunday?" There is plenty of questions in his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;"No, no Sunday! I will see you on Saturday ya! Good night!" She hung up her phone before he ask the same question again and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;"Haha... Edmond didn't know that it's our first 100th day!" she speak it out to herself before she went to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;To be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-4959431758574822469?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/4959431758574822469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=4959431758574822469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/4959431758574822469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/4959431758574822469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-melissa-meets-edmond-part-2.html' title='When Melissa Meets Edmond (Part 2)'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-5162712647535262035</id><published>2010-01-25T13:51:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T14:17:16.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Melissa Meets Edmond (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile_status"&gt;&lt;h3  style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:times new roman;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;is another real life love story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;You might think that it is another ORDINARY love story, it is really up to you. I'm writing in the stand of girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PART1&lt;/span&gt;..........................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa, a 21 years old undergraduate student is a happy country girl. She is smart, cheerful , dependent and hard working. Although she is not that kind of people which could express her feelings and emotions easily. She rather describes her feelings through words and sentences on her Facebook account. People always describe that she is strong and tough but she is just like another ordinary girl that dreams for her dream-man, at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year, a society that named New Spring which is held by the undergraduates will recruit for new member and committees. It's a society that organized activities  to spice up the life of the university students, especially the freshers. A bunch of Mellisa's friends urged her to join since they missed it last year. Without second though, she attended the first meeting, and without much expectation; she was elected as one of the committees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the committees of the society is not as easy as we taught. Planning, organizing, communicating and negotiating with people is not an easy job since every activities is  seems a big and bold one. Despite busying for assignments and exams, she has to attend meetings every night, sometimes even till mid midnight; for planning the coming activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had never regretted of joining the society. It's not because that she learn more things, find more fulfillment in her university life or met more friends from other faculties.  In these 6 months, she began to have a new chapter in her life. She met the man that she loves and he loves her as well. They complimented each other when things seems don't get right. They encouraged one another when there is a downturn in their life. They even motivated between them self to work harder even thought they are so busy in the society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To be continued&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/5161367997619153001-5162712647535262035?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/5162712647535262035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=5162712647535262035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/5162712647535262035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/5162712647535262035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-melissa-meets-edmond-part-1.html' title='When Melissa Meets Edmond (Part 1)'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-7134266868338419315</id><published>2010-01-15T09:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T15:05:52.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revolving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I passed how many motels&lt;br /&gt;And had realized that leaving is not a wrong choice&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever looking back&lt;br /&gt;Or keep the past as memory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;So that there is so memorable in everyday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;When gone through all the toughness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Count the tears that you had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I know that the heritage of love is painful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Lay through how many bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Changed how many belief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Just allowed the weeding ring to be exchanged without regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Let the warm of a body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Transfer to another chest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Create a hope for the past mistake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Perhaps every human behave this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;When you experienced the tragic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;You won't be the lamb of sacrifice in courtship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Memory just like the moon which is not tangible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;When you hold it darkness will come  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Let the virtual shadow disappear&lt;br /&gt;The sun will shine on you&lt;br /&gt;Let all the mistake be pardoned&lt;br /&gt;Love will never ends&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of happy after ever&lt;br /&gt;You gotta have courage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-7134266868338419315?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/7134266868338419315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=7134266868338419315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/7134266868338419315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/7134266868338419315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2010/01/revolving.html' title='Revolving'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-2023624000276983655</id><published>2009-09-14T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T13:49:17.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting to be home</title><content type='html'>Study harder.&lt;br /&gt;4 days towards holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Monday: 12:00 polymer quiz 3&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Due date for environment assignment&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: PSM meeting&lt;br /&gt;Thrusday: Party Time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sticked a notes in front of me coz my concentration seems so deviated. I can't wait for going back for holiday!!!! i screamed at myself many many times since last week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-2023624000276983655?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/2023624000276983655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=2023624000276983655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/2023624000276983655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/2023624000276983655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2009/09/waiting-to-be-home.html' title='Waiting to be home'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-7221821220090845143</id><published>2009-09-01T15:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T15:49:51.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Forward to the Coming Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SpzOgWbPgwI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/_bdwXw3QaoM/s1600-h/exhausted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376399110344508162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SpzOgWbPgwI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/_bdwXw3QaoM/s320/exhausted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; week in campus. I starred at the calender last night, counting the days that I would leaving here. I still consider this semester is a light semester, with only 16 credits hour! At times, I was really boring. I got no transport and it's really hard for me to move around during Saturdays and Sundays. Gotta look outside from the window is there any buses coming and run &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt;!!! There is when I spend some time to make dessert, cook dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Proposal, proposal, proposal..... this is totally scary. we got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sleepless&lt;/span&gt; night, reading, searching, writing and all stuff... At times, I even woke up in the mid night because of PROPOSAL. Whatever! Such a great relieve when I passed up the proposal. You know, I think I got the ability to do things fast, I used 4 days to complete 20++ pages of proposal. Or in other words, when you are desperate, everything is possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the crazy proposal week, guess what? Exams, tests, assignments due date are queuing behind. 24 hours is not enough!!! Actually it's enough! Stop sleeping, stop watching movies... Have qualitative and quantitative time for youself to study ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-7221821220090845143?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/7221821220090845143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=7221821220090845143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/7221821220090845143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/7221821220090845143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2009/09/looking-forward-to-coming-holidays.html' title='Looking Forward to the Coming Holidays'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SpzOgWbPgwI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/_bdwXw3QaoM/s72-c/exhausted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-3531747612666779539</id><published>2009-07-20T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T18:50:22.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Explotion of Baby Lamp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I dropped my baby lamp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, when I try to switch it on, it could not light up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess the light bulb must be losen or something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I tightened and tightened it... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, it should be that way, I whispered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fixed into the 3 pin plug and nothing happen..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Impossible, I was wondering in my mind as I pushed the baby lamp hard into the 3 pin plug. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"BANGGGGGGG!!!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh no!!!! I screamed in the bottom of my heart. The light bulb has explode!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank God that I'm still alive! This was the first thought that came across my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hand is painful althought it isn't injured. It might be the momentum inside the bulb has hit me so hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spoilt 4 plugs in my room, which every plug could not be used. I'm not sure why? I thought only one plug has been burnt inside... Perhaps the authorities may fix the plugs as soon as possible. I really need it so much!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360492672636349154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SmRLr0WS6uI/AAAAAAAAAtY/pW0T8BMnGgs/s320/alienbabylamp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-3531747612666779539?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/3531747612666779539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=3531747612666779539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/3531747612666779539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/3531747612666779539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2009/07/explotion-of-baby-lamp.html' title='Explotion of Baby Lamp'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SmRLr0WS6uI/AAAAAAAAAtY/pW0T8BMnGgs/s72-c/alienbabylamp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-5397228897682419508</id><published>2009-07-19T11:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T11:50:06.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire Fly Island</title><content type='html'>After 1 week of busy schedule, a group of of decided to go for a retreat in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kota&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tinggi&lt;/span&gt;. I'm not sure what's the exact landmark name, just call it Fire Fly Island, alright!!!&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360009797592448354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SmKUgyocfWI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/NLn8avI76UU/s320/SL271597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really long journey.. From Skudai to Tebrau City , 40 minutes. From Tebrau heading to Kota Tinggi, another 1 hour 30 minutes. What to do in the car? Is so dark and nothing can be seen on the way. Trees and rubber estates.... Play with Leah's Mr. Pooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360009170858811010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SmKT8T3gHoI/AAAAAAAAAs4/FsP8khU0csE/s320/SL271564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no!!! We got so excited. There are boats to bring us travel to the island and see fire fly glows in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360009174535953938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SmKT8hkM3hI/AAAAAAAAAtA/QUtyLjzyjWI/s320/SL271573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops... the boat seems drowning to one side coz there are too many of us sitting on the same side. Scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360009794371879090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SmKUgmomgLI/AAAAAAAAAtI/PGtU6tIdu1k/s320/SL271592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-5397228897682419508?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/5397228897682419508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=5397228897682419508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/5397228897682419508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/5397228897682419508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2009/07/fire-fly-island.html' title='Fire Fly Island'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SmKUgyocfWI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/NLn8avI76UU/s72-c/SL271597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-1581091657288758908</id><published>2009-07-15T13:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T14:02:29.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Hostel</title><content type='html'>A few days back, I was busy moving my stuff from my old hostel to my current staying new hostel. The process isn't fun at all. Getting sweat, sticky, tired, muscles ache and all unwanted symptoms that you could ever imagine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your info, I'm staying alone-single room. I was happy and excited to design the setting my room properly. I was really afraid to sleep alone at night, thinking of a disturbing ghost might beside me and all kind of stuff that seems stupid.. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new hostel is really a nice place. I wish to upload you some picture as soon as possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-1581091657288758908?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/1581091657288758908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=1581091657288758908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/1581091657288758908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/1581091657288758908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-new-hostel.html' title='My New Hostel'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-627685010252621399</id><published>2009-07-09T22:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:43:51.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weeping Paris Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SlX9LA7rjWI/AAAAAAAAAso/U8hNpf67bRg/s1600-h/paris.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356465697497779554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SlX9LA7rjWI/AAAAAAAAAso/U8hNpf67bRg/s320/paris.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Since I ever born, Daddy is the best father that you could ever imagine. I love you_so much!" Paris wept on her father memorial service.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Paris and Marlon words really pinched my heart and it is really touch. From what Paris and Marlon say, I could sense that how lovely and caring Michael was. You will only express that special love unless you encounter it yourself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These few days I had never missed any news regarding Michael. Something that is really amazing is I could stare at the same page for a very long time. I love to read the comments from Michael friends and I find that he was really adorable!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Their words, their comments just play in my mind again and again... How sweet is that if you and me have the similar comment from our friends and family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-627685010252621399?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/627685010252621399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=627685010252621399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/627685010252621399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/627685010252621399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2009/07/weeping-paris-jackson.html' title='The Weeping Paris Jackson'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SlX9LA7rjWI/AAAAAAAAAso/U8hNpf67bRg/s72-c/paris.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-1165109705310876335</id><published>2009-07-08T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:17:29.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Smokers,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Not&lt;/span&gt; to offence the smokers, but I want to advice you stop smoking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what kind of reasons and nonsense that you gave yourself (&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT me&lt;/span&gt;), make a statement to yourself that you don't want to be a slave of the cigrettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smokers, please &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;do not&lt;/span&gt; smoke in the public. I won't be reasoning with you about health issues since you chose not to bother about it although you knew it so well!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;understand&lt;/span&gt; that not everyone could stand the smoke just like you can't stand some body odour or the shit smell!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-1165109705310876335?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/1165109705310876335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=1165109705310876335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/1165109705310876335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/1165109705310876335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2009/07/dear-smokers.html' title='Dear Smokers,'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-3888450789551990630</id><published>2009-07-05T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T11:53:55.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Journey of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;don't know how close is your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt; between you and your dad. Me? We rarely talk, but I knew that he loved me A LOT. And me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357045736020634594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SlgMts0H6-I/AAAAAAAAAsw/qbKEN92D-aI/s320/love.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;5 July 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;8:00 am- He came to my room and woke me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;8:30 am- We departed to Georgetown to get my Passport done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;, the department wasn't open on Sunday. We told the people incharged that the letter stated it open even on Sunday. The message was extremely misleading, the guy told us we need to go to the Mainland office, not the Island office. I was quite dissapointed, thought of never got my passport since I'm working in every weekday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Whithout a second thought, my father drove to Mainland to get my things done.We are not familiar with the roads in Mainland, I really want to give up of traveling there but my father insisted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;9:30 am - We found the place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;After filled in the form, we are told need to wait for 2 hours for the passport to be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;We shared things like my life in campus and how would it be for my coming final year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;11:30 am - Everyting is done and we went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When we crossed the Penang bridge, I think that Penang is a beautiful Island. It's always beautiful to me because there is always somebody that loved me no matter what happen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&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/5161367997619153001-3888450789551990630?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/3888450789551990630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=3888450789551990630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/3888450789551990630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/3888450789551990630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2009/07/journey-of-love.html' title='The Journey of Love'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SlgMts0H6-I/AAAAAAAAAsw/qbKEN92D-aI/s72-c/love.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-8501826193115157362</id><published>2009-06-30T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T20:30:06.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Sleep...</title><content type='html'>I'm partially holidaying at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your info, I'm working in Forensic Department for almost 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you do when you are home? Eat, sleep, watch movies til late at night and wake up not in the morning. Exactly!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No longer!!! Although it comes to weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why I always wake up late at night without a reason or dream of something that frightened me until I not dare to sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember last week while I handing analysis on basic drugs, I forgot to place in a paticular reagent which differentiate it with acdic drugs analysis. I really had no idea why I could notice this at the middle of night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling myself I want to see the results first before I repeat it. You know, this thing bothered me for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it working life is that stress? I want to guard my mind and tell myself is alright! It's time to relax when back to home. Maybe this is call commitment and responsibility towards your job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-8501826193115157362?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/8501826193115157362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=8501826193115157362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/8501826193115157362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/8501826193115157362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-cant-sleep.html' title='I Can&apos;t Sleep...'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-1179865900396279909</id><published>2009-05-30T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:44:12.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes or No</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;1. You can ONLY answer Yes or No!&lt;br /&gt;2. You are NOT ALLOWED to explain ANYTHING unless someone messages or comments you and asks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here's what you're supposed to do... And please do not spoil the Fun. Copy and paste this into your notes, delete my answers, type in your answers and tag as many of your friends as you'd like to. Then see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;1. Asked someone to marry you? --- No!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;2. Kissed anyone?--- Yup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Been arrested?--- Choi, no la!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;4. Slept in until 5pm? --- At times yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;5. Fallen asleep at work/school?--- Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Held a snake?--- No!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;7. Ran a red light?--- Yes, many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Been suspended from school?--- No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;9. Written off your car/motorbike in an accident? --- No no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Been fired from a job?--- No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;11. Sang karaoke?--- Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;12. Done something you told yourself you wouldn't?--- Yes, I did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;13. Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose?- Haha.. yes!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Caught a snowflake on your tongue? --- Yup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;15. Kissed in the rain? ---yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Kissed someone you shouldn't?--- yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;17. Sang in the shower? --- Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;18. Sat on a rooftop? --- Yup..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;19. Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes?--- no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Broken a bone?--- yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Shaved your head?--- no la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Got a tattoo? --- no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Blacked out from drinking? --- yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Played a prank on someone? ---Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;25. Felt like killing someone? ---yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Made your girlfriend/boyfriend cry? Honestly? --- yes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;27. Had Mexican jumping beans for pets?--- No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Been in a band/sing in front of a large audience?--- No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;29. Tripped on mushrooms?--- No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;30. Donated Blood? ---No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Eaten alligator meat?---Yuck, no!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;32. Eaten snake and bIawak meat?--- No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Still love someone you shouldn't?--- Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Thinking about the future?--- yes, always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Believe in love?--- Yes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-1179865900396279909?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/1179865900396279909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=1179865900396279909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/1179865900396279909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/1179865900396279909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2009/05/yes-or-no.html' title='Yes or No'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-6096066577608651547</id><published>2009-04-12T21:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T23:27:44.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self Investigate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Time: 9:17 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Full name: Peace CSX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs that you listen to: Not listening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you stydy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;UTM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fisherman's Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather: Is lightening. I guess going to rain tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wearing contact lenses? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Last birhday celebration how many candles on the cake? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I never buy cakes for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you usually blow candles? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;No, I didn't do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kept any animals before? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Siblings: 2 sis, 1 bro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Eyes colour: Dark Coco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many holes you pinched on your ears? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tattoes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I don't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you love your life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birth place: Penang Island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you saty? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Johore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank alcoholic drink before: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yes, i love Carlifornia wine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Are you layal? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Any accidents happened in you before? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;No, I'm a good driver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Have a crush before? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you dare to confess your feelings? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Not really. I'm dare to give hints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite food: Mum's cooking, Penang Laksa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Beverage: Milk, wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Colours: Yellow, gold, pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cartoon: Sponge Bob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Movies: Real life stories- Blood diamond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Favourite brand: Voir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Life that I missed the most: Secondary school life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Saddest moment: I don't remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Favourite flowers: Anything in red and pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Person that I'm afraid to meet: Faking ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sports: I don't like sports. Bowling perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream: Green tea flavour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What did you scared?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;loneliness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Favourite TV channel: TVB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;If I'm reborned... I have to be very rich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Things that I hate to do: Tidy up things, do laundries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Things that I hated other do: lie to me, disrespect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm good at: Read ones' mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My ambition: Head of Chemistry Department&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will I be after 10 years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A famous chimical company- SHELL, PETRONAS...I am one of the manager.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When you seems so bored what will you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;On line, watch HK drama series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The most annoying thing in the world: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;when there ironic things appeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most best thing that happened in this world: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;when everyone have all they need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If you are not confident about something what will you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I will ignore things that I not sure but speak what I'm confident of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If somebody misunderstand you, you will...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I will tell him the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If somebody misunderstand you and didn't want to listen to your explaination?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I will make him listen to me no matter how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Have you thought of how to treat the person you hate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I will say something to let them feel ashame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When your partner pay your bill, do you think that it's a must?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Depend on situations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Who do you miss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When will you plan to marry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When I meet the one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how was today's mood?&lt;br /&gt;Slightly below moderate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you thought of killing yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Long time ago when I suffered depression.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-6096066577608651547?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/6096066577608651547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=6096066577608651547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/6096066577608651547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/6096066577608651547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2009/04/self-investigate.html' title='Self Investigate'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-6778068124190556238</id><published>2009-04-04T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T23:35:52.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I Have A Chance?</title><content type='html'>I met Mr. J 5 years ago. We nearly to be a coulpe but something just held me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our similarities:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We're same year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We study physics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... I can't recall what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Something that held me back:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;1. He is not faithful. (Flirts with girls from time to time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2. He is not honest. (Stammer a lot when ask him about another girl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;3. He is immature.(I dunno how to define. Girls, I knew you hate it as well!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;4. He is TOO ego. (I also have my ego, but he go beyond my limit.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5. I'm smarter. (I can't imagine somebody that is not the same standard with me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will find me whenever he broke up with his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not surprised why he find me today.&lt;br /&gt;It seems I knew it what he gotta to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you still attached?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"No."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do I have a chance?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"I didn't think of this kind of things."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"You can start thinking now..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"I don't trust long-distance-relationship."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"I can wait for  you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"That's is unrealistic."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't trust going-to-be boyfriend could become your boyfriend one day when you have seen so many flaws in him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-6778068124190556238?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/6778068124190556238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=6778068124190556238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/6778068124190556238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/6778068124190556238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-i-have-chance.html' title='Do I Have A Chance?'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-5594938330116907633</id><published>2009-02-15T22:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T22:37:21.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day That Time Passes Fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6:30 am - wake up + bathe + breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7:30 am - walking to lab + prepare for lab work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;11:00 am -  Haven't finish my lab work but it's time to change class!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;1:00 pm - Lunch time! Unfortunately,  got replacement class.. (I was too hungry, ran to a nearby stall and munched a burger.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1:10 pm -  Finished my lunch and entered class. 10 mins late...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2:00 pm - Went to library to revise tomorrow exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;4:00 pm - Went to lab again to continue morning's lab work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5:00 pm - Still can't finish lab work... what to do? Go class first!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;6:30 pm - I reached hostel. Hungry + sleepy + exhausted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;7:30 pm - Revise tomorrow exam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12:00 am - I need rest!&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/5161367997619153001-5594938330116907633?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/5594938330116907633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=5594938330116907633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/5594938330116907633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/5594938330116907633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-that-time-passes-fast.html' title='The Day That Time Passes Fast'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-6776247770053774599</id><published>2009-01-11T21:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T12:04:01.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Model Life 12: Red Top, Black Pants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SYUZgcJmbhI/AAAAAAAAArA/nbFpO8bpDs8/s1600-h/SL271271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297668581774224914" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SYUZgcJmbhI/AAAAAAAAArA/nbFpO8bpDs8/s320/SL271271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red tops&lt;/span&gt; + black pants. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CNY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hot selection? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know&lt;/strong&gt;. But bloody red always glows with shinny black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Without fail, after visiting relatives, we will hang out in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Queensbay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Any new things in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Queensbay&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know.&lt;/strong&gt; Most of the shops closed in the first day of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CNY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It will be my last day at home. I can't believe that I didn't come up to here since I was back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;One of my friends says that, he knows why I always blog when I'm in campus. It's because of loneliness. Well, it's quite true. I &lt;strong&gt;will not&lt;/strong&gt; on-line, play games, check mail if I'm at home. I &lt;strong&gt;will&lt;/strong&gt; on-line, check mail, (EVERYDAY!!!) or surf for things which are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;unnecessary when I'm away from home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Don't be like me ya! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New year resolution:&lt;/strong&gt; Give in 120% of effort in doing everything, work like an aggresive ox!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-6776247770053774599?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/6776247770053774599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=6776247770053774599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/6776247770053774599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/6776247770053774599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2009/01/model-life-12-red-top-black-pants.html' title='Model Life 12: Red Top, Black Pants'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SYUZgcJmbhI/AAAAAAAAArA/nbFpO8bpDs8/s72-c/SL271271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-439347891466596596</id><published>2009-01-06T16:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:23:01.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Model Life 11: Can't Do Without Leaving</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Model: Is he the one? Or he is not the one? Your sister might ask for you opinion. Your friends might be one of them asking. Perhaps you are the one that asking youself this questions! There are always choices for you- LEAVE or STAY. I will not encourage you to leave without reasons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I will stay when: I belive things will turn out right, I'm confident that I can do better next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I will leave when: he is not loyal, we are not going the same direction, the relationship is no longer healthy, I don't feel comfortable with him and my heart tell me that's the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Here is the last song that I translated. It's a famous song by Nicholas Tse in 2000. The same thing, I didn't change the meaning; everything remains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SWXqou5xEjI/AAAAAAAAAqw/FViKvSXWoPE/s1600-h/nicholas_tse044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288891322922504754" style="WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SWXqou5xEjI/AAAAAAAAAqw/FViKvSXWoPE/s320/nicholas_tse044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Can’t do without leaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I’m not willing to feel sad&lt;br /&gt;Because I need to lift you up&lt;br /&gt;I’m not willing to be happy&lt;br /&gt;Because I want to give it to you&lt;br /&gt;I thought that when the sun rise diagonally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You will see a miracle in life&lt;br /&gt;I almost forget why I should breath&lt;br /&gt;But I never give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;#Flowers that used for decoration&lt;br /&gt;It can never be fruitful&lt;br /&gt;A body that is still alive&lt;br /&gt;Could make you warm again&lt;br /&gt;I used the strength that I have to touch you&lt;br /&gt;It proved that you are deeply hurt&lt;br /&gt;Let all the pain that you couldn’t carry in life&lt;br /&gt;Place it in my hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*Missing this valley so deadly&lt;br /&gt;Hugs that seems so cramp&lt;br /&gt;Did not allows me to rise higher but keep falling&lt;br /&gt;In the decision of breaking up&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly realize that&lt;br /&gt;Your planet only allows me to weep&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat #,*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Look back at the narrow road&lt;br /&gt;You could still see all the flaws&lt;br /&gt;I decided to leave earlier than you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-439347891466596596?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/439347891466596596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=439347891466596596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/439347891466596596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/439347891466596596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2009/01/model-life-11-cant-do-without-leaving.html' title='Model Life 11: Can&apos;t Do Without Leaving'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SWXqou5xEjI/AAAAAAAAAqw/FViKvSXWoPE/s72-c/nicholas_tse044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-4660623407527240575</id><published>2009-01-06T16:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T00:06:33.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Model Life 10: Love After So loved</title><content type='html'> &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It was once a great hit in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; Kong music Industry, 2000. He was a bad boy but girls got crazy with him! To me, he is not only charming but he got a really sexy voice! Ouch.... He got all the good qualities to be an artist, don't you think so? By the way, he is &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nicholas Tse&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyway, he was my first &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;celebrity crush&lt;/span&gt;! When I got his official Music Recording Company, I sent a few letter to him. How many letters? Emmm... I can't remember, should not more than 10... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tell you something that you won't believe, but &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you got to believe this&lt;/span&gt;:- I love to write lyrics when I was in my secondary. (Now still but seldom) I spent 2 nights to write a song for Nicholas. I even dreamt that he will include my hard work in his coming album... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Here is his song in the year of 2000. I remained everything in this song coz it's&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; fabulous&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SWTRBMnHF7I/AAAAAAAAAqo/D0T6AOZcJq8/s1600-h/nicholastse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288581680935147442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SWTRBMnHF7I/AAAAAAAAAqo/D0T6AOZcJq8/s320/nicholastse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Love after so loved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I had never knew that you are that special&lt;br /&gt;When I can totally leave you It makes me stronger&lt;br /&gt;Let my dry skin rub and create friction&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps my heart did not bleed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*If at first I could forget how to love other because of you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll spread my arms and search for thousand of people to embrace me&lt;br /&gt;If love is no longer contains in this world&lt;br /&gt;But there is still you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll burn the forest and bring the heat contains in the ashes as a substitute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do not say: Meet you other day&lt;br /&gt;Why don’t you say: See you soon&lt;br /&gt;Let the warm blanket be dried again&lt;br /&gt;Where you have been do avoid passing through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*If at first I could forget how to love other because of you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll spread my arms and search for thousands of people to embrace me&lt;br /&gt;If love is no longer contains in this world&lt;br /&gt;But there is still you&lt;br /&gt;If I’ll never come back again&lt;br /&gt;Once I think of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;How could I kiss other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-4660623407527240575?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/4660623407527240575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=4660623407527240575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/4660623407527240575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/4660623407527240575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2009/01/model-life-10-love-after-so-loved.html' title='Model Life 10: Love After So loved'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SWTRBMnHF7I/AAAAAAAAAqo/D0T6AOZcJq8/s72-c/nicholastse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-3069499263186961523</id><published>2009-01-03T08:26:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:35:02.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Model Life 9: Believe In Return</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Another great song by Alex Fong and Stephy Tang: Good hearted, lots blessings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another version by Model and Ron Ng: Believe in Return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Model: This song is dedicated for anyone who experiencing a broken hear. The decision is always yours. Stay or leave? People might not be telling you the answer. Analyze and make a way for yourself. Life moves on no matter what. Don't get stuck, friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; R: Ron Ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;M: Model&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Believe In Return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;R: Love you with all my heart  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I got a bad result &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You chose to be with him in future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;He doesn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm willing be there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;M: I decided to love him &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Wish me happy after ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;You will truely understand &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I will stay no matter how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Not considering how deep the pain is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I'm willing to wait him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;R: When I watch at you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I saw you stumble in steps &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;M: Will he be touched?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;R: He was far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;M: Does he ran away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;R: Didn't care for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;M:I wanted to love him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Whatever you do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I would not look back in this journey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;*R: My love for you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Nobody sees my goodness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Nobody appreciate  my kindness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Just realized you are so used to be with him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You had never loved me I got it and I knew it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I didn't win but I could be the substitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And be there for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;M: Nothing that he could compete with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;But I still will love him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Bowing down my head I heard his lies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Hopefully he tells my he loves me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;But this never come true &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Perhaps this is not the right time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;R: Will I be condemned?&lt;br /&gt;I will still listen to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You say that to be hurt is better than to be dumped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;M: I say there are still many girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Like what I'm now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;R: It's not the way for you to trust him for only a day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;M: He might not be that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;R: What he promised you he will fulfill it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;M: He might can do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;R+M: I'm just like you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Never listen to advice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I'll sacrifice insted of doing nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Repeat *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;M: Nothing that he could compete with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;But I still will love him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Bowing down my head I heard his lies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I knew that you loved me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And I need to pretend it wasn't true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Do blame me of not being a good person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;R: I'm only your friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I could sense it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I thought that you are my future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;M: Both of us chose to be blinded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Til can't control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;R+M: We don't have the right moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;R: What shall I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;No one appreciates my goodness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;No one likes my kindness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Should I learn to beheave like him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm very sure and clear that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;He never kissed you before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I didn't win but I could be the substitude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;M: I knew that you loved me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Why is he never change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;R: I might wrong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;M: I would forget and hug him at the next moment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;R: I might be really wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;M+R: I still believe that blessings will come to me in return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And I might got it in some days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-3069499263186961523?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/3069499263186961523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=3069499263186961523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/3069499263186961523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/3069499263186961523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2009/01/model-life-8-believe-in-return.html' title='Model Life 9: Believe In Return'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-2126377263455717677</id><published>2009-01-02T17:42:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T21:39:15.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Model Life 8: It's The End</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SV4OpnIwJPI/AAAAAAAAAqg/bZPHGyLBj8U/s1600-h/y4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286679120622658802" style="WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SV4OpnIwJPI/AAAAAAAAAqg/bZPHGyLBj8U/s320/y4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SV4NBGZrgTI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/7hCtf2fZogU/s1600-h/yes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286677325128892722" style="WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SV4NBGZrgTI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/7hCtf2fZogU/s320/yes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently I downloaded a song by Hong Kong Artist- Alex Fong &amp;amp; Stephy Tang, 'Perfectly In Love'. This is an amazing songs with beautiful lyrics and wonderful melody. I'm not a music expert but if you ask me to comment on it, I would say no comments! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In here, I rewrite another version of mine. I hope I could have the chance to present this with Raymond Lam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R: Raymond&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M:Model&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;: I had met you for 3000 day, but I'm not recognized. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;     I'm thankful for the journey that have you with me.&lt;br /&gt;     I even thought that you will show me some kindness.&lt;br /&gt;     Am I having high hopes or being illogical towards you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;M: It's you that refuse to walk out and forget me.&lt;br /&gt;      I thank you for loving me.&lt;br /&gt;      To separate with a friend is easier that a love ones.&lt;br /&gt;      I don't want to mess this thing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SV4NzdcIRHI/AAAAAAAAAqY/D3GKjqer2sE/s1600-h/y32.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;: It's the end if there is no surprise.&lt;br /&gt;     Find your true love begins on today.&lt;br /&gt;     I'll leave the old things behind so I could pursue my future.&lt;br /&gt;     I'll pretended that you had never existed in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;M: It's the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;      When you are not here, the situation doesn't change like what I expected.&lt;br /&gt;      It's never easy to let go the past. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;      If there is only me alone, I'll never know who I'm with now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;R: All the old messages shall be deleted and there will be no memories.&lt;br /&gt;     You and I had never been more than friends.&lt;br /&gt;     If the reality is just a joke, I would have known it from the very beginning.&lt;br /&gt;     Am I being too brave or avoiding the reality in the past?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;M: I was a fool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;      After a wrong doing I just realized that my mind buried all the past.&lt;br /&gt;      I will never mess things up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;: I do love you but you ignored me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;     It's the end if there is no surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;M: It shall be so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;: You'll find your true love begins on today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;M: I promise that I would never let myself to be alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;: I'll leave the old things behind so I could pursue to my future.&lt;br /&gt;     I'll pretended that you had never existed in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;M: Just pretended that I never existed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;      It's the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;      You still can be strong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;      Make a step forward you will feel so refreshing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;R: Wish that you'll have someone to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;M: When you are not here, I'll still remember your love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;R: If you are here, perhaps I’ll never blindly in love with you again.&lt;br /&gt;    You and I will never be together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;M: May you don't tell me your regrets? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;      If you are more loving..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;R: If I'm more loving, the coming ones will be really amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SV4NzdcIRHI/AAAAAAAAAqY/D3GKjqer2sE/s1600-h/y32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286678190306641010" style="WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SV4NzdcIRHI/AAAAAAAAAqY/D3GKjqer2sE/s320/y32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&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/5161367997619153001-2126377263455717677?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/2126377263455717677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=2126377263455717677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/2126377263455717677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/2126377263455717677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2009/01/model-life-8-its-end.html' title='Model Life 8: It&apos;s The End'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SV4OpnIwJPI/AAAAAAAAAqg/bZPHGyLBj8U/s72-c/y4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-8228361428000514248</id><published>2009-01-01T20:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T17:35:25.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Model Life 7: Report of The Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVy5GsBGqZI/AAAAAAAAAqA/cV1a_YAewLM/s1600-h/Characters_Wallpapers060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286303587172264338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVy5GsBGqZI/AAAAAAAAAqA/cV1a_YAewLM/s320/Characters_Wallpapers060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today is the first day of the year of 2009. We do not have holiday here. If back to my hometown, i might met friends and wished them 'Happy New Year!'. I have a normal life, wake up at 6:30 a.m., bathe, have breakfast, attend classes and so on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things that I'm &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; for today:-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;~~~One of my lecturer that taught me during my first year is teaching me now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;~~~He still remember that I'm his student!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;~~~He looked into my eyes and smiled to me! (I like his smile, it's warm!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;~~~I'm surprise that he extended the contract to work here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;~~~Finally, I wish that he won't remember that a year ago I was quite playful in his class...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things that &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;frightened&lt;/span&gt; me:-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~~~I got a hard subject!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~~~The lecturer have rubber band long face! (very strict.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 5 things to be happy and 2 things to be afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conclusion:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm a happy person! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-8228361428000514248?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/8228361428000514248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=8228361428000514248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/8228361428000514248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/8228361428000514248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2009/01/model-life-7-report-of-1st-day.html' title='Model Life 7: Report of The Day'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVy5GsBGqZI/AAAAAAAAAqA/cV1a_YAewLM/s72-c/Characters_Wallpapers060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-8721899891132246319</id><published>2008-12-31T17:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:05:33.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Model Life 6: March In 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVuJCZMNFFI/AAAAAAAAAp4/pvehun091-w/s1600-h/asn_sexy_143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285969261864227922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVuJCZMNFFI/AAAAAAAAAp4/pvehun091-w/s320/asn_sexy_143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Welcome to 2009! What is the first thing that you speak to yourself when you hear this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I told myself that this year is the year for me to achieve more in my position and I want to be a better person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;How could you be a better person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, be committed, plan before hand and complete things one day before date lines. Also, I'm a person who is quite impatient and always jump into a conclusion fast. This makes me judged a person or a situation unfairly. That's why I need to learn to be more patient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Usually how do your family celebrate New Year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My parents are both working. We don't celebrate. If it falls on a weekend, we might hang out in shopping mall and have fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tonight will you be going out to countdown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh, no! I used to did that last year. There was lots of people and of course, we got stucked in the jam for very long. I gotta go to class tomorrow morning. I can't afford to do this again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What was the thing that you done in 2008 make you feel bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285955307824088866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVt8WKVyByI/AAAAAAAAApo/n0RVK8Sr9Rs/s320/guilty.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, I had bad mouth a person due to his bad attitude and weird behaviour. It's really annoyed me at times and it made me keep on discussing on him. I do feel very sorry of what I had done, although he had no idea what had I said. If this happen to me again, I'll not be judgemental and I'll want to be the one that could listen and understand him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What will you buy yourself as an encouragement when you have accomplished what you planed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I will award myself a wallet, probably a red or white wallet. I missed the chance to buy myself a wallet in 2008 coz the results I obtained are totally out of my expectation.It's not what I wanted. I promise I'll get it in 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So how do you define your style?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Simple, comfortable and yet can draw attention.I do love mix and match. I did quite often myself. And sometimes It looks really amazing and stunning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Your inspirations while dressing up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The magazines and movies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What makes you want to be different from the rest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Because I believe that how you dress represents how much you know what suited you the most. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The last word that you want to tell your friends and family?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285955305724057330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVt8WChGFvI/AAAAAAAAApw/XGto1VJfEo4/s320/fly.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm always thankful that you guys encouraged, empowered and showered me with all your love no matter where I am. I love you all. Happy New Year! Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/5161367997619153001-8721899891132246319?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/8721899891132246319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=8721899891132246319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/8721899891132246319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/8721899891132246319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/12/model-life-6-march-in-2009.html' title='Model Life 6: March In 2009'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVuJCZMNFFI/AAAAAAAAAp4/pvehun091-w/s72-c/asn_sexy_143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-2090451466136728469</id><published>2008-12-30T17:31:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T17:37:07.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Model Life 5: Kitty Be With Model</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Everybody at home loves Kitty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Model: My sisters and I are happy to be with Kitty. Don't be surprised that when you find me talking to Kitty when I'm alone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285521887978413346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVnyJzmBXSI/AAAAAAAAAoY/JTQlVs0Z9EM/s320/SL271141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285520116954571826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVnwiuBCJDI/AAAAAAAAAoI/fbap5bkbtzM/s320/SL271139.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kitty pecked on Model.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Model: This is what I feel a little afraid coz Kitty is not very clean!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyway, Kitty is a he!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Model: I reassure you again- IS A HE, ok! Can't guys be named kitty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285521883078902370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVnyJhV4wmI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/5GyIpl99lFY/s320/SL271140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVoTric2K3I/AAAAAAAAApQ/wsMROSd1pqs/s1600-h/SL271164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285558751375797106" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVoTric2K3I/AAAAAAAAApQ/wsMROSd1pqs/s320/SL271164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;'Look at the cam!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Model: Photographing is my job. I enjoy taking photographs with Kitty the most!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVn1WLVOo6I/AAAAAAAAAog/BlqdjdIgC_I/s1600-h/SL271142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285525399043744674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVn1WLVOo6I/AAAAAAAAAog/BlqdjdIgC_I/s320/SL271142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Kitty occupied the whole bed although he is small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Model: I will talk to him things like 'You rest first ya! I'll come back later. You might have some biscuits, snacks, coffee, milk and you may use my laptop!' before I leave my room. You might think that I'm insane. I'm not!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVn1WY1EzjI/AAAAAAAAAoo/f0C3xv40Xc8/s1600-h/SL271144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285525402666978866" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVn1WY1EzjI/AAAAAAAAAoo/f0C3xv40Xc8/s320/SL271144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;He is resting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Model: I love to look at him lazying around. And this cooled me down when i'm tight up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVoTr9IqPQI/AAAAAAAAApY/GoGMZw04tBo/s1600-h/SL271170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285558758538886402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVoTr9IqPQI/AAAAAAAAApY/GoGMZw04tBo/s320/SL271170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Rolling around the bolster...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Model: I love to do this as well. It stretched your body and you won't feel sleepy anymore!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVoSP5rZ_sI/AAAAAAAAApA/25XdsueGr8M/s1600-h/SL271158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285557177062915778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVoSP5rZ_sI/AAAAAAAAApA/25XdsueGr8M/s320/SL271158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;He loves watching You Tube!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Model: I was addicted of You Tube at once. You know, I'll online whenever I'm in room. I love a saying that 'Surfing net is like shopping.' If you surf without a purpose, it might be really boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVoSQB0kIXI/AAAAAAAAApI/ZpP8OYZu7Iw/s1600-h/SL271163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285557179248812402" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVoSQB0kIXI/AAAAAAAAApI/ZpP8OYZu7Iw/s320/SL271163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;He just noticed I snap his pic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Model: I'm not afraid of showing people or talking about my life coz I live a healthy life!&lt;/em&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/5161367997619153001-2090451466136728469?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/2090451466136728469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=2090451466136728469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/2090451466136728469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/2090451466136728469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/12/model-life-2-kitty-be-with-model.html' title='Model Life 5: Kitty Be With Model'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVnyJzmBXSI/AAAAAAAAAoY/JTQlVs0Z9EM/s72-c/SL271141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-3319445774908437917</id><published>2008-12-29T21:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T21:47:43.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Model Life 4: I'm Totally Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;'m Model, and of course I'm as ordinary as you; I'm a human too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in this field for almost 2 years, but I had never changed. Whenever I start to work, I feel so refreshing and exciting! When I got a really busy day I'll be looking for weekends and at least a 3 days holiday. But this almost seems don't come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have a really long break after every 5 months. I love that long vocations but when I'm back to position, sometimes; I find difficulties to get on track, I mean the life, the schedules....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good that you have a change of environment, it makes you expose more and upgrade yourself in many other areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVjaHvvuBjI/AAAAAAAAAoA/y7lqtta2x2k/s1600-h/f4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285213989329831474" style="WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVjaHvvuBjI/AAAAAAAAAoA/y7lqtta2x2k/s320/f4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Model is totally back! I will be working on many great things in 2009! Cheers with me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-3319445774908437917?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/3319445774908437917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=3319445774908437917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/3319445774908437917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/3319445774908437917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-totally-back.html' title='Model Life 4: I&apos;m Totally Back!'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVjaHvvuBjI/AAAAAAAAAoA/y7lqtta2x2k/s72-c/f4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-5066411303278606328</id><published>2008-12-28T17:43:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:06:01.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Model Life 3: 10 Minutes Interview</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. So what do people call you?&lt;br /&gt;My first name, last name and, Miao and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. And how young might you be?&lt;br /&gt;21!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. Who sleeps in the same room as you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Roomate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. Suppose you see your boy/girlfriend kissing another person what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;If kissing an opposite friend is totally unacceptable. Don't you watch Spiderman 3? When Peter kissed another girl MJ was mad!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. You got a free trip, South America or North America?&lt;br /&gt;North!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What would you do if a teacher of the opposite sex hit on you?&lt;br /&gt;I don't really mind if it's comfortable ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Right now do you prefer a strawberry milkshake or a banana cupcake?&lt;br /&gt;Milkshake. I love anything with milk! Slurp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Is your phone within a meter radius of you?&lt;br /&gt;Yup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Wait, are you a guy or a chick?&lt;br /&gt;I could be very boyish and a hot chick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVdRdTwlOwI/AAAAAAAAAnw/mHmYoTo20Kg/s1600-h/car4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284782251704662786" style="WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVdRdTwlOwI/AAAAAAAAAnw/mHmYoTo20Kg/s320/car4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVdRdnn-qeI/AAAAAAAAAn4/KuZs9iEJnnw/s1600-h/dance.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284782257037289954" style="WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVdRdnn-qeI/AAAAAAAAAn4/KuZs9iEJnnw/s320/dance.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;A T-shirt and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;11. What color is the thing you are sitting on right now?&lt;br /&gt;White..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you doing this just because you are bored?&lt;br /&gt;Sort of...I wanna upload a blog since this morning but can't come out any idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is bothering you right now?&lt;br /&gt;Family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;14. Who do you think you're going to spend New Year's with?&lt;br /&gt;Friends? Alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;15. Have you been kissed at midnight?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Can you type over 60 words per minute?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Are you tall?&lt;br /&gt;How tall is consider tall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. McDonalds or KFC?&lt;br /&gt;No, I need to avoid fast food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;20. What color is your hair?&lt;br /&gt;Shinny deep brow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;21. What is your favorite color? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I love colours. I have every piece of clour in my wordrobe, it's depends on what I feel like wearing. But mostly are white and pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;22. Is there a high chance of you going out to the movies soon?&lt;br /&gt;Probably!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you have cancer or diabetes?&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm healthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. How smart do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;Of course I believe that I'm smart in some areas but not really in the area of academic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Can you surf?&lt;br /&gt;Oh no! I have the phobia of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Are you easily scared by a horror/thriller films?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! I might close my eyes for the entire movie or creaming in horror!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;27. If you were given $100, would you spend it, or save it?&lt;br /&gt;I have bought almost everything that I need so I'll save it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;28. If there was a spider in the room, would you stay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Perhaps it's on my bed and desk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;29. What time is it?&lt;br /&gt;dinner time, 6.30 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What do you wear to bed?&lt;br /&gt;I will change into pyjamas to prevent mosquitoes bite me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;31. Would you ever become a vegetarian? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;32. Where are you right now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Hostel room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;33. Can you swim well?&lt;br /&gt;No, I very scared of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you shop for clothes?&lt;br /&gt;Ya, I enjoy shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Where do you think your love is right now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Well, shall be eating dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you believe in ghost?&lt;br /&gt;Ya, I have seen it when I was small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you love your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm learning on how to love people more and have mercy for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Are you listening to music right now?&lt;br /&gt;No, I seldom play music when I'm online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Whose music you currently listen to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Raymond Lam, Linda Chung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;40.What are you exciting for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Chinese New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-5066411303278606328?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/5066411303278606328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=5066411303278606328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/5066411303278606328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/5066411303278606328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/12/models-live.html' title='Model Life 3: 10 Minutes Interview'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVdRdTwlOwI/AAAAAAAAAnw/mHmYoTo20Kg/s72-c/car4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-8034973038357717402</id><published>2008-12-26T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T21:37:08.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Model Life 2: This Feeling Like No Other</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;odel had left home. Her new semester will be started after 4 days. Usually Model chose to go back earlier coz she needs time to adapt in to the new environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;The hostel was quiet, lots of her blockmates still haven't come back yet. Model made herself tired by cleaning up the room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;It's late at night. Model was physically tired but mentally not. When the environment around you is not the normal ones, something might trapped in your mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Model wept and wept. She doesn't understand why. Perhaps she is hurt. Perhaps she is lonely. Perhaps she misses home. Perhaps she regreted left home too early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;When you do not know how to express your feelings, weeping might be one of the best solution. It washed away the bad memories, covered the flaws and flushed away the worries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Model wrote herself a message &lt;em&gt;' This feelings like no other. Until you had experienced it, you will understand.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-8034973038357717402?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/8034973038357717402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=8034973038357717402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/8034973038357717402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/8034973038357717402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-feeling-like-no-other.html' title='Model Life 2: This Feeling Like No Other'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-780062175442512875</id><published>2008-12-25T16:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T21:35:09.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Model Life 1: Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>"Merry Christmas!" Model received this messages since last night. She knew thatmost of her friends went out for party or anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Model stayed at home this Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I am leaving home tomorrow morning. This will be the last night for me to spend at home.' Model &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;murmured&lt;/span&gt; in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Will I be lonely when I'm in campus? Maybe. Will I cry when I say goodbye to my family? I guess yes." Model though of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Anyway, I'll be coming back!' She consoled herself this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. 2009 will be the best year.' That was Model's last word for herself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-780062175442512875?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/780062175442512875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=780062175442512875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/780062175442512875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/780062175442512875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Model Life 1: Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-716539356426885835</id><published>2008-12-23T16:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T16:53:04.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Didn't Forget You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi guys!I'm not late and I'm not early! I came at the right moment!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVCkC8NpvAI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tV-EIpdIrZ4/s1600-h/w.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282902733335673858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVCkC8NpvAI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tV-EIpdIrZ4/s320/w.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I and friends here sincerely wish you Merry Christmas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVCkCefB4xI/AAAAAAAAAIU/jFP1cK7mH6k/s1600-h/mc7.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVCkCR1ezAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/dgpDv9nQgJM/s1600-h/mc2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282902721960004610" style="WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVCkCR1ezAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/dgpDv9nQgJM/s320/mc2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-716539356426885835?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/716539356426885835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=716539356426885835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/716539356426885835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/716539356426885835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-didnt-forget-you.html' title='I Didn&apos;t Forget You'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SVCkC8NpvAI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tV-EIpdIrZ4/s72-c/w.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-3421995673521829392</id><published>2008-12-18T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T17:39:52.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Fun Is This December?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm top of the world! But I got height phobia, can't you see my &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;greenish&lt;/span&gt; face?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUoURGb8InI/AAAAAAAAAE4/D3DaZ1nYYhc/s1600-h/fuhn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281055797063459442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUoURGb8InI/AAAAAAAAAE4/D3DaZ1nYYhc/s320/fuhn.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Blue blue sky and &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sapphire&lt;/span&gt; sea... It's so warm here.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;How I wish I could live like a mermaid... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUoUQf_7QtI/AAAAAAAAAEo/FfLY-Cvhxsk/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281055786745414354" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUoUQf_7QtI/AAAAAAAAAEo/FfLY-Cvhxsk/s320/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I'm back to 16th century! I just knew that I'm the 7th princess of the country Collezniytra! I'm in love with the beautiful Palace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUoURcd-r5I/AAAAAAAAAFA/Xs4FqmQPVyo/s1600-h/r7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281055802977595282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUoURcd-r5I/AAAAAAAAAFA/Xs4FqmQPVyo/s320/r7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hey! This is really fun and scary! I'm biting my lips..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUoUQtuCviI/AAAAAAAAAEw/L2DB2Yq0rTE/s1600-h/fun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281055790428503586" style="WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUoUQtuCviI/AAAAAAAAAEw/L2DB2Yq0rTE/s320/fun.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5161367997619153001-3421995673521829392?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/3421995673521829392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=3421995673521829392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/3421995673521829392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/3421995673521829392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-fun-is-this-december.html' title='How Fun Is This December?'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUoURGb8InI/AAAAAAAAAE4/D3DaZ1nYYhc/s72-c/fuhn.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-3545574443065855476</id><published>2008-12-17T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T00:35:58.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things That Commonly Ask During Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. What do you do during this holiday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Watching HK drama series, shopping and perhaps reading fashion magazine... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~I hated this question!!! I hated to tell you that actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2. What is the funniest thing that you did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Emm... quarrel and have conflict with a small pillow.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;~you might not understand. Pretend that I'm insane ok!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;3. What food in Penang you ate the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;All kind of mees... Hokkien mee, curry mee, wan tan mee.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;~ but not even once Penang laksa. Weird right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;4. Do you enjoy your holiday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sure. Nothing is better than having holidays!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;~Most importantly can talk nonsense with someone everyday. haha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;5. You bought anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Of course la... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;~I need to buy DVDs, clothes, magazines and some assosories at least once a month...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;6. What time you sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Around 1 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;~I lay down at 1 a.m. but I'll think lots of things and sometimes couldn't sleep... I'm not very sure what is the exact time I slept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;7. What is the most tiring things that you have done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Shopping I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;~I walked from Gama to Prakson and from Parkson to Gama again 3 times to get a pair shoes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;8. What is the thing that you don't like to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;House work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;~Just don't love it and don't have the initiative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9. Do you contact your friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not really!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~Perhaps I'm too contented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;10. What do you do every morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Read news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;~To see where got sale. So happy that KOMTAR is reopen and there will be a great place to hang out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-3545574443065855476?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/3545574443065855476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=3545574443065855476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/3545574443065855476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/3545574443065855476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/12/things-that-commonly-ask-during.html' title='Things That Commonly Ask During Holidays'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-8630066296588366194</id><published>2008-12-10T20:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:02:07.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why You &amp; Me Love Gurney!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/ST-7_10a3wI/AAAAAAAAAEg/60sejLa_aHw/s1600-h/ABCD0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278143993754607362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/ST-7_10a3wI/AAAAAAAAAEg/60sejLa_aHw/s320/ABCD0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Shopping!!!!" I screamed from my bottom of my heart when I was outside Gurney&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/ST-6yFHN08I/AAAAAAAAAEI/eLxuOsgG-eY/s1600-h/ABCD0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278142657830179778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/ST-6yFHN08I/AAAAAAAAAEI/eLxuOsgG-eY/s320/ABCD0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I really need to hunt for a handbag. I can't stand here for too long and take a pic, or else I'll be labelled funny, that is why it's blur!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/ST-6xzSrYAI/AAAAAAAAAEA/JNjs21WP68A/s1600-h/ABCD0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278142653046415362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/ST-6xzSrYAI/AAAAAAAAAEA/JNjs21WP68A/s320/ABCD0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This huge Christmas Tree is too big til couldn't contain in the pic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/ST-6xomL_qI/AAAAAAAAAD4/66KtEo8CB7s/s1600-h/ABCD0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278142650175454882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/ST-6xomL_qI/AAAAAAAAAD4/66KtEo8CB7s/s320/ABCD0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is not a bus stand. Still Gurney.&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/5161367997619153001-8630066296588366194?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/8630066296588366194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=8630066296588366194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/8630066296588366194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/8630066296588366194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-you-me-love-gurney.html' title='Why You &amp; Me Love Gurney!'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/ST-7_10a3wI/AAAAAAAAAEg/60sejLa_aHw/s72-c/ABCD0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-601003166770327647</id><published>2008-11-19T18:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T18:18:46.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When The Clock Shows 6.00 PM</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270307691572690722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SSPk7BUy_yI/AAAAAAAAADw/DHuViVcDfmc/s320/ABCD0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;This is my last hour of my last day of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sem&lt;/span&gt; 1. I woke up very early (7:30 am. I can't believe I could wake up that early without alarm!) and packed everything. I brought and bought lots of movies in my luggage. Now you know what I plan for a month of holiday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Things that running in my mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;1. I miss Asian Conference &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I shouldn't go back that early then I could experience it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;2. When mum sees my colored hair, how will she react?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I can't lie to her that due to exam tension, my hair color changed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;3. I will miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;JB&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I love the freedom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;4. What should I eat in airport?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Definitely, no more fast food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Alright! I'll talk to you again when I'm in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Penang!&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/5161367997619153001-601003166770327647?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/601003166770327647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=601003166770327647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/601003166770327647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/601003166770327647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-clock-shows-600-pm.html' title='When The Clock Shows 6.00 PM'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SSPk7BUy_yI/AAAAAAAAADw/DHuViVcDfmc/s72-c/ABCD0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-2183802605885406668</id><published>2008-11-17T12:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T12:37:30.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ending of My 2nd Year Sem 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;It shall be a happy news to inform you that I almost finish my exams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;But you know what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Tomorrow is my last paper and the problem is I already in the holiday mood... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I don't know how to continue my study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I though of a few ways to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;motivate&lt;/span&gt; myself by writing motivation quotes, thinking of something scary to get myself &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;discipline, rewarding myself after reading a few pages&lt;/span&gt;..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Sadly none of it works!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;My mind is thinking about things to be done, places that I would want to visit and if i'm home now... Stop that!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I need you to spank me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-2183802605885406668?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/2183802605885406668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=2183802605885406668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/2183802605885406668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/2183802605885406668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/11/ending-of-my-2nd-year-sem-1.html' title='Ending of My 2nd Year Sem 1'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-3776032171631925774</id><published>2008-11-10T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T19:46:36.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things That I Might Not Been Telling You</title><content type='html'>1. I had my first exam and it was soooo &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EASYYY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask how come. Because 95% of the questions I had done before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SRgJF0UYbyI/AAAAAAAAADo/knvFTUU56CI/s1600-h/ABCD0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266969759757922082" style="WIDTH: 361px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SRgJF0UYbyI/AAAAAAAAADo/knvFTUU56CI/s400/ABCD0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COLORED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my hair!!!&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask how much! It's not cheap but it's worth it ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I got food &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POISONING &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;days ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask how does it feels. How I wish I never ate that food before and I swaer I would never ever forget the pain I suffered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I just finished another paper and it was so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMBIGIOUS, TOUGH, SICKENING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask what is happening. i knew that i shouln't be complaining but I just find it very hard for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm going home after &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, don't ask what am I going to do. Probably rest and watch dramas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-3776032171631925774?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/3776032171631925774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=3776032171631925774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/3776032171631925774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/3776032171631925774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/11/things-that-i-might-not-been-telling.html' title='Things That I Might Not Been Telling You'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SRgJF0UYbyI/AAAAAAAAADo/knvFTUU56CI/s72-c/ABCD0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-6554746186549594347</id><published>2008-11-07T12:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T15:10:15.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7th November, A Hot Afternnon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. action or comedy?&lt;br /&gt;Very tensed up recently. i need comedy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;2. Do you believe that everyone has a soulmate?&lt;br /&gt;why not? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;3. What's your current problem?&lt;br /&gt;typical student's problem.. Need to study very hard for my final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;4. Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;of course, my heart is made of flesh not iron, k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;5. Have you ever seen a friend as more than a friend?&lt;br /&gt;Too often! I easily fall for someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;6. What is/are your favorite color/s?&lt;br /&gt;Probably white.. It changes all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;7. Who is your celebrity crush?&lt;br /&gt;During my secondary time got a few.. Now, don't have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;8. Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yes, I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;9. What do you want in your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;I need more time for me to fulfill my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;10. Something you just don't understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Emm... did I look less than 20?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;11. What is the last thing someone bought you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Fish porridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;12. Name someone whose name starts with "G"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Gabrinny!!!! I love his name!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;13. Exactly where did you get the clothes you're wearing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Penang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;14. What are you looking forward to in the next month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well I would be back to home for a month and I would visit Singapore after Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;15. What was the last sound you heard?&lt;br /&gt;Birds chirp!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-6554746186549594347?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/6554746186549594347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=6554746186549594347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/6554746186549594347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/6554746186549594347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/11/7th-november-hot-afternnon.html' title='7th November, A Hot Afternnon.'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-6481429832735997790</id><published>2008-11-05T12:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T20:30:56.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>River Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;After I had finished my first paper of exam, I no longer staying in my room and rewarding myself by playing games the whole day. You know, to prevent my itchy hands from searching new TVB drama series and get addicted at last; I chose to go Singapore- River Walk for an image workshop by Jill Lowe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265114845778682066" style="WIDTH: 371px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SRFyDnRGINI/AAAAAAAAAC4/2hg5YQiiAtw/s400/SL271087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;We reached River Walk around 6.00 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SRFzGTvXCVI/AAAAAAAAADA/qSOqXQUwGKY/s1600-h/SL271089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265115991588145490" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SRFzGTvXCVI/AAAAAAAAADA/qSOqXQUwGKY/s400/SL271089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;This is the bridge above the river.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265117060161624546" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SRF0EgfIWeI/AAAAAAAAADI/fmufsVXhWfU/s400/SL271080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Alright! This is the river!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SRF1DKX7jeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/XZk4MZgaHPI/s1600-h/SL271079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265118136557604322" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SRF1DKX7jeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/XZk4MZgaHPI/s400/SL271079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;I wish I could get in the boat! But how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SRF4G_wyO7I/AAAAAAAAADY/j7yZPbE2aB0/s1600-h/SL271082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265121500963421106" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SRF4G_wyO7I/AAAAAAAAADY/j7yZPbE2aB0/s400/SL271082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SRF4HVQIXLI/AAAAAAAAADg/S2PRU4In1V0/s1600-h/SL271085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265121506732039346" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SRF4HVQIXLI/AAAAAAAAADg/S2PRU4In1V0/s400/SL271085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-6481429832735997790?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/6481429832735997790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=6481429832735997790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/6481429832735997790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/6481429832735997790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/11/river-walk.html' title='River Walk'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SRFyDnRGINI/AAAAAAAAAC4/2hg5YQiiAtw/s72-c/SL271087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-7020267816623157304</id><published>2008-11-03T00:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T00:31:37.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Same Problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SQ3Rd571XoI/AAAAAAAAACw/hXh_YiuSQek/s1600-h/ABCD0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264093851164171906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SQ3Rd571XoI/AAAAAAAAACw/hXh_YiuSQek/s400/ABCD0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SQ3Rd571XoI/AAAAAAAAACw/hXh_YiuSQek/s1600-h/ABCD0001.JPG"&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SQ3Rd571XoI/AAAAAAAAACw/hXh_YiuSQek/s1600-h/ABCD0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hey, &lt;/span&gt;never get scared! I'm sure that if my mum see this she will scream in a high pitch "Aiyo... What happened!" No thief, ok!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's&lt;/span&gt; the season of exam. I just can't escape from this super messy condition around my desk and floor. You could see that my papers are lying along the floor and flying here and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;really need to admit that I don't have the habit of keep things in order and I won't place back the things I take from the original place. This is one of my weaknesses! P.S. My room is not always in this condition ok!!! It's just temporary. I do clear it at least twice a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Last&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;week I do discuss this problem with my sister. Shoot! We have the almost same problem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-7020267816623157304?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/7020267816623157304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=7020267816623157304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/7020267816623157304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/7020267816623157304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/11/same-problem.html' title='The Same Problem'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SQ3Rd571XoI/AAAAAAAAACw/hXh_YiuSQek/s72-c/ABCD0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-6905947440575136207</id><published>2008-10-29T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T11:47:26.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"Tititi.... Hello Moto.. Titi...." my phone rang. When I look in the screen to identify who is calling me, I got so blur. It's Unknown. I am sure that I don't store any name as Unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"Hello?!" I picked up the phone with suspicious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"Hello! I'm from DG centre. Is your number 016-xxxxxxx?" He spoke in Malay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"Ya." I'm not surprise how he knows or how he got my number. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"I want to congrats you that you have won RM50,000!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"Hmmm..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"Do you have My Bank account?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"My Bank?" I started realise that his slang is quite weird and I don't know any bank named My Bank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"Ya, My Bank! Do you have My Bank account?....." He repeated a few times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"No. I don't have."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"Emm... This is a big amount of money. I really need your account number in order for me to transac you the money. So do you have other account? Give me any account!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"I don't have any account." I speak in a very weird slang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"Oh! you don't? You seems like a foreigner. You from China?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"Thailand!" I have no idea why I said this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"Oh... Thailand.... So where you stay now?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"Johore."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"Ok. I really need your account number. Can you give me your parents'?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"I don't have any. Nobody is here!" I'm actually saying I don't want to give!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"Nobody? Your husband not here?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"............." Totally silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"Nevermind. Now you can go to a shop and buy a card called "Care Card". It costs you only RM50. You heard of this thing before?.............."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"No! i don't understand what are you talking!" Actually he talks a lot but I only get a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"ok.. I say again! #@$%^*)_!!!!.............." He repeated the same thing again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"I still don't understand!" I'm mad!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;".................."Total silence. I think he was mad too and he slammed the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No matter it is true that you won RM50,000, never give your account number!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-6905947440575136207?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/6905947440575136207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=6905947440575136207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/6905947440575136207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/6905947440575136207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello.html' title='HELLO!'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-8891906620226115074</id><published>2008-10-27T13:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T13:43:34.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GUESS WHAT??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. GUESS WHAT happened this 2 weeks?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I attended Degree++ courses continually for 2 weeks, which is every Saturday and Sunday from 8:00 am - 5:30 pm. I had ran out of v acabulary to describe to you how ????!!!! izzit... Seriously, I hated management subjects!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. GUESS WHAT thing I had done for my first time?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hey, yesterday was my first time to lead prayer meeting. At first I feel kind of weird... I dunno why. But when I start it I feel it just flowed as smooth as a river. Thank God!!! I thought that I feel tremble along the way. It's not true! You need to trust me that if you set your eyes on God, you can do things that you never think of!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;3. GUESS WHAT still in my container?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261701308885760082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SQVRdnZX-FI/AAAAAAAAACo/1YjDxQfeIrw/s400/ABCD0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Is mooncakes!!! You might make the sound 'yerrrrrrrr'... whatever. It's still fresh, wanna have a try? come to my place! It's made by Alvin's mum.... Very nice! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;4. GUESS WHAT will on next week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;EEEEEXXXXXXAAAAAMMMMMSSSSS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-8891906620226115074?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/8891906620226115074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=8891906620226115074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/8891906620226115074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/8891906620226115074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/10/guess-what.html' title='GUESS WHAT??'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SQVRdnZX-FI/AAAAAAAAACo/1YjDxQfeIrw/s72-c/ABCD0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-2576078737821965033</id><published>2008-10-23T23:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:24:25.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes! I Got The Confirmation</title><content type='html'>Before I go for exam, dad rang me. I got a confirmation of doing my industrial training in Penang General Hospital. It's quite a joyful thing to rejoice coz I had sent over 20 applications to other companies but seems no reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After I came back from exam hall, feeling so relax. When I thought of my final exam, I stared at this memo sticked on a book. I snapped this memo and applied it as the wallpaper of my phone. I think I would like to stick it in many places to remind myself.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SQCV0INMWHI/AAAAAAAAACg/I_Ma1YOGIMY/s1600-h/ABCD0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260369087557294194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SQCV0INMWHI/AAAAAAAAACg/I_Ma1YOGIMY/s400/ABCD0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I NEED to achieve at least CGPA 3.86 in order to let me get 3.65 and above!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hooray!!!! Work witn me and lets encourage one another, my friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-2576078737821965033?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/2576078737821965033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=2576078737821965033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/2576078737821965033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/2576078737821965033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/10/yes-i-got-confirmation.html' title='Yes! I Got The Confirmation'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SQCV0INMWHI/AAAAAAAAACg/I_Ma1YOGIMY/s72-c/ABCD0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-1147105005777849029</id><published>2008-10-18T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T20:40:22.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZzzzzzZ....</title><content type='html'>Have been so long didn't update my blog. Not because of no internet connection in my room. Not because of nothing to share. Now you know the answer. I hate to tell people that I'm BUSY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things bumped in my life this week. I was wondering arond 3 thing basically.&lt;br /&gt;1. My Chinese New Year air ticket.&lt;br /&gt;    I have no choice and have to skip class due to the ticket is either sold out or too expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My placement of industrial training.&lt;br /&gt;    I sent my cover letter and resume to 20++ companies. The first reply was from a petroleum    company which rejected me. I got a little frustrated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's wrong with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;    Please don't ask me. I would not want to talk, mention or think about this again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-1147105005777849029?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/1147105005777849029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=1147105005777849029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/1147105005777849029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/1147105005777849029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/10/zzzzzzz.html' title='ZzzzzzZ....'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-51125645040802830</id><published>2008-10-09T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:49:30.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You will never know</title><content type='html'>You will never know that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How beautiful your hometown is until you stay outside.&lt;br /&gt;~now I do love my hometown- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Penang&lt;/span&gt; a lot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How many of your schoolmates are still connecting with you after 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;~not much but still have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How much your parents love you until you move out home.&lt;br /&gt;~well, i had knew that since the first day I left home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is the feeling when your good friend fall for you.&lt;br /&gt;~It just feel so uncomfortable and there is something that hindering  me to be closed to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How pretty you're until you dressed up in a prom night.&lt;br /&gt;~Seriously everyone looks so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;goooood&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How tense is university life.&lt;br /&gt;~when piles of assignments come along with exam, we will get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sleepless&lt;/span&gt; nights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How much you have saved for your phone bill until you sign up D Campus.&lt;br /&gt;~Yup... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; using that. Now I call more often than messaging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How embarrass &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Izzt&lt;/span&gt; when a stranger praise you.&lt;br /&gt;~when i enter the class, i saw a guy stood in front of the door . He smiled and told me "you are very pretty!" in Cantonese... i dunno how to react at the moment but i do gave him a warm smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How fulfil you're when you had lead a group of people to accomplish a project.&lt;br /&gt;~It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;indescribable&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is the feeling when you encountered a break up...&lt;br /&gt;~i could describe as more painful than a minor surgery, trust me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-51125645040802830?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/51125645040802830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=51125645040802830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/51125645040802830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/51125645040802830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-will-never-know.html' title='You will never know'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-7932267920985337802</id><published>2008-09-24T23:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:16:33.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Day Before Going Back To Penang</title><content type='html'>Didn't blog for so many days.. You know what? Busy with assignments and tests. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget 2 quizs and a test in a day! I was quite surprised when i received the quiz paper coz all is found in tutorial!!! Yahoo!!! I shouted deep in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, i was really last minute for the management paper. It coveres 6 chapters but i only studied half of the book. At the very last day, there is no time for me to read the text.. What I did is read the past year questions and memorize the answers!!! When I flipped the past year I was panic!!! There are over hundred of questions in a chapter!!! Means 600++ answers need to remember?! I told myself I don't want to be last minute again!!! Anyway, I memorize all the answer without choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy when this is the last day... I swore I will finish watching a TVB drama series and I did!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SNpnLum2T4I/AAAAAAAAACY/_m2_gIKhC70/s1600-h/SL271060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249621766840930178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SNpnLum2T4I/AAAAAAAAACY/_m2_gIKhC70/s400/SL271060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oops! This is sweet!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SNpkvmzKy5I/AAAAAAAAACQ/oNKWW6m8qwc/s1600-h/SL271051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249619084685527954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SNpkvmzKy5I/AAAAAAAAACQ/oNKWW6m8qwc/s400/SL271051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We queued in KFC for 30 minutes but the line is not moving. At last we ate in Old Town..&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/5161367997619153001-7932267920985337802?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/7932267920985337802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=7932267920985337802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/7932267920985337802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/7932267920985337802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/09/1-day-before-going-back-to-penang.html' title='1 Day Before Going Back To Penang'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SNpnLum2T4I/AAAAAAAAACY/_m2_gIKhC70/s72-c/SL271060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-695340568394304844</id><published>2008-09-15T16:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T17:04:55.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 9th Day Before Going Back To Penang</title><content type='html'>1. What time do you wake up?&lt;br /&gt;6:30 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you pay attention in the class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Absolutely&lt;/span&gt; not! I was reading other subject and a lot of undone work came across to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Did you late to class?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. During the 3rd lesson. I rushed back to print my report but there were a sea of people. I was late for 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you have for lunch?&lt;br /&gt;Emm... spicy seafood rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You eat with who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246170561553164018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="234" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SM4kVJB85vI/AAAAAAAAACI/pxZ3MgB4YKk/s400/SL271026.jpg" width="294" border="0" /&gt;Alvin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Introduce you a new friend &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;--&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;This is &lt;strong&gt;ALVIN&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;6. What did you guys chat?&lt;br /&gt;We share our feelings. Actually there is a group of people who turned us down, hurt us and did not responsible for their group work. They annoyed Alvin and I felt extremely hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who is the first one you sms today?&lt;br /&gt;Lucas. I was sobbing and I knew that he will help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you have tea time?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I just eaten 2 curry bun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is your plan tonight?&lt;br /&gt;I want to revise my work!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is you wish?&lt;br /&gt;I wish I have a set of drum in my room!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-695340568394304844?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/695340568394304844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=695340568394304844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/695340568394304844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/695340568394304844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/09/9th-day-before-going-back-to-penang.html' title='The 9th Day Before Going Back To Penang'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SM4kVJB85vI/AAAAAAAAACI/pxZ3MgB4YKk/s72-c/SL271026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-6256308534196596390</id><published>2008-09-13T21:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T10:55:35.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 11th Day Before Going Back to Penang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week was full of exams... In Friday night, finally we got time to hang out togrther!!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SMvGiOVg7_I/AAAAAAAAABY/NF-l1jQrNKI/s1600-h/SL271015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245504482269261810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SMvGiOVg7_I/AAAAAAAAABY/NF-l1jQrNKI/s400/SL271015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245704069411707890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SMx8DuYbG_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/_lrkEUdSAAw/s400/SL271034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SMx8rfRlrdI/AAAAAAAAACA/pPpMjoHFTnU/s1600-h/SL271036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245704752551275986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SMx8rfRlrdI/AAAAAAAAACA/pPpMjoHFTnU/s400/SL271036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5161367997619153001-6256308534196596390?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/6256308534196596390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=6256308534196596390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/6256308534196596390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/6256308534196596390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/09/11th-day-before-going-back-to-penang.html' title='The 11th Day Before Going Back to Penang'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SMvGiOVg7_I/AAAAAAAAABY/NF-l1jQrNKI/s72-c/SL271015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-6277914775175447562</id><published>2008-09-10T19:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:34:47.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 14th Day Before Going Back to Penang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am currently busy with lots of exams and assignments. I shall be not that burden if my tests didn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;postpone&lt;/span&gt; again and again. It makes me think that I still have plenty of time. Actually is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;!!!! Still have new assignments coming on. I flipping my organizer, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jotting&lt;/span&gt; down thing to do and writting motivation quotes for myself every day but I just noticed that I would be back to Penang in 14 days- 2 weeks time!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were two new soft toys staying with me for 2 days. It's Lucas'. At first I though that the creature which looks like bear or dog is cute, but the little green turtle is so much cuter... Just that it's color may looks not that attractive. To my surprise, Lucas' has given me the turtle as a gift! Yahoo!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244369625652506018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 373px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="279" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SMe-Y3_draI/AAAAAAAAABQ/o4NHEyZeEwg/s400/SL270989.jpg" width="373" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright, I shall stop BLOGGING!!! I need to study for EXAMS!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-6277914775175447562?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/6277914775175447562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=6277914775175447562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/6277914775175447562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/6277914775175447562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/09/14th-day-before-going-back-to-penang.html' title='The 14th Day Before Going Back to Penang'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SMe-Y3_draI/AAAAAAAAABQ/o4NHEyZeEwg/s72-c/SL270989.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-6860865819774032415</id><published>2008-09-07T14:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:40:24.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Might Be That Way, If....</title><content type='html'>1. It will be really &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; if you go watch horror movie with a group of friends, include girls and guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;~~ You will notice how the ego guys the are. No matter how horror is it, guys will pretend 'it's not that horrible". But from their greenish face, you could tell that they are afraid too. When the girls shouted, they will burst into laughter. Actually, laughing is to release their fearful feeling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You will be really &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;home sick&lt;/span&gt; if everything around you seems not going right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;~~It's undeniable that home is our refuge. When things are not going in my way and plan, the first thought in me is to go home. When you have a good environment, you are not that willing to go home. Am I right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. It's really &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;annoying&lt;/span&gt; when you meet a last minute person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;~~I can't do things in the last minute because I might get really panic. I really seldom did that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4. It might be really &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;romantic&lt;/span&gt; if somebody recorded his words and sang in a CD for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;~~It is really full of surprises, trust me...But I don't like him that way.... I mean, we don't have the chemistry! We are just different and....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5. It might be really &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt; if somebody calls you my dear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;~~Ya, you can feel the closeness that he wants to have with you so obviously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. It might be really &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt; if somebody tells you that you have a nice smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;~~Lucas is the one that always praise me of having a beautiful smile! I need your approval too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SMOGUnXq4fI/AAAAAAAAABI/ZLFUgvJ-JFs/s1600-h/SL270770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243182079913157106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SMOGUnXq4fI/AAAAAAAAABI/ZLFUgvJ-JFs/s320/SL270770.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This is Lucas and most importantly I knew that my smile is beautiful :) hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;7. It is really &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; when you don't have any exams!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;~~That will be me! Haha... By the way, I still have lots of exams on next week and future...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;8. It is really &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;exciting&lt;/span&gt; when you have 6 assignments to be done in a week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;~~I had gone throught this 3 weeks ago. It's really terrible life, facing the laptop and papers throughout the whole day. Also, you really need to plan what to do in a day and you need to accomplish what you have planned. If not, you will cry at the last day... :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-6860865819774032415?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3d898f88a83b1ce7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=56995875c10cc985&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/6860865819774032415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=6860865819774032415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/6860865819774032415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/6860865819774032415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-might-be-that-way-if.html' title='It Might Be That Way, If....'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SMOGUnXq4fI/AAAAAAAAABI/ZLFUgvJ-JFs/s72-c/SL270770.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-6062101543447194203</id><published>2008-09-05T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T17:56:10.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There are 10 things in today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;1. What was today's weather?&lt;br /&gt;Was very cold in the morning and getting hotter and hotter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What made you smile today?&lt;br /&gt;When my friends invited me to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;favourite&lt;/span&gt; cafeteria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What made you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;laughed&lt;/span&gt; so loudly today?&lt;br /&gt;When a friend told me what happened in guy's hostel last night. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shh&lt;/span&gt;... secret!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What time you wake up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;6:30 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you feel sleepy today?&lt;br /&gt;I was very very energetic in the morning. When I came back from class I was so sleepy.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Zzz&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you tell yourself before you leave your room?&lt;br /&gt;Am I late? it's already 7:30 a.m., the test will be alright! I had studied every chapter and done all the pass year questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you bath?&lt;br /&gt;I bathe in the early morning although it's freezing cold.. Also I just took a bath when I woke up from a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How you dress today?&lt;br /&gt;A 's' size collar T, blue jeans and my new Nike sport shoes. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242473534550448130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="222" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SMEB52NEGAI/AAAAAAAAABA/7xFUNxZy5SQ/s320/SL270984.jpg" width="298" border="0" /&gt;9. Anything make you angry today?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my test postponed!!! When I heard the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;announcement&lt;/span&gt; I nearly shouted out "NO WAY!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What website had you visited today?&lt;br /&gt;So far is blogspot and friendster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-6062101543447194203?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/6062101543447194203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=6062101543447194203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/6062101543447194203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/6062101543447194203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/09/there-are-10-things-in-today.html' title='There are 10 things in today!'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SMEB52NEGAI/AAAAAAAAABA/7xFUNxZy5SQ/s72-c/SL270984.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-5742566621606885637</id><published>2008-09-01T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:59:07.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God speaks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I was involved a verbal fight with a friend. It caused a wall built in between us. I don't feel good for 2 weeks. I get sour deep in my heart. I dunno how to fce that person when I see her. I knew that i  was cold to her... It's just unhealthy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I just listened to a sermon and one point that really touched me is: accept yourself and approve yourself. Our life should be a praise! When I checked my mail, I read this message. I kept this message for months. I think this is what God wants to speak to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I  am with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can't have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Never frown, even when you are sad, because you never know who is falling in love with your smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Don't waste your time on a man/woman, who isn't willing to waste their time on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so that when we finally meet the person, we will know how to be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. There's always going to be people that hurt you so what you have to do is keep on trusting and just be more careful about who you trust next time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Make yourself a better person and know who you are before you try and know someone else and expect them to know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Don't try so hard, the best things come when you least expect them to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER: WHATEVER HAPPENS, HAPPENS FOR A REASON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True friends: How many people actually have 8 true friends?&lt;br /&gt;Hardly anyone I know ! But some of us have all right friends and good friends!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being happy is the priority of living,  If u wanna be sad,  Be sad 4 something thats worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-5742566621606885637?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/5742566621606885637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=5742566621606885637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/5742566621606885637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/5742566621606885637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/09/god-speaks.html' title='God speaks'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-1441695195397943380</id><published>2008-08-31T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T13:50:25.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merdeka Countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SLoXN93nTyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/giE_V_edJu0/s1600-h/SL270959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240526645112557346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SLoXN93nTyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/giE_V_edJu0/s320/SL270959.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday noon when we reached Danga Bay, there were really really a lot of people. After the dinner we went and walk around. There are lots of stalls... It makes me feel very refreshing when look at all those so called 'branded' sweater, shoes and perfume. I love all this!!! Awwww.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really fun is 5 of us rented a 6 people bicycle and ride around the bay. There were only 4 pairs of petals, only 4 people can ride at the same time. In the very beginning, we were so excited! We screamed, raced with other rider and even the big TRAIN!!! That's really scary!!! And at many times we nearly bang other people and the trees!!! Sweat.... After 20 minutes, we were really really tired!!! You can't imagine how tired it is until you tried it yourself! Trust me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We no longer shouting and ride like the ghost rider. The conclusion is, our rate of riding getting slower and our voices decreases when the time increases... This is call proportional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we asked the security police is there fireworks for tonight celebration and he declined it. we got a little dissapointed and wanted to go home. Later on, we met another group of friends and we sat down to play games...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Boom!!!!" The total black sky was decorated with really beautiful colors... Who says no firework? I heard someone said this!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-1441695195397943380?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/1441695195397943380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=1441695195397943380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/1441695195397943380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/1441695195397943380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/08/merdeka-countdown.html' title='Merdeka Countdown'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SLoXN93nTyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/giE_V_edJu0/s72-c/SL270959.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-8150185150508396954</id><published>2008-08-29T11:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T11:45:40.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Questions (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>1. What do you think of the most when you are alone?&lt;br /&gt;~ A lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When it is a rainy night, what do you do most of the time?&lt;br /&gt;~ Put my blanket on and go to sleep ealier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When was the last time you we're given roses and from whom?&lt;br /&gt;~ I cant remember when is it.. from a guy, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you do when you see a full moon?&lt;br /&gt;~ I search for a star for it, so that the moon won't be that lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you rather swim in the lake or dive in the ocean?&lt;br /&gt;~ neither. I cant swim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What would be the best partner of a good cup of coffee?&lt;br /&gt;~ A laptop with some chocolate biscuits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you'll ask yourself a question now, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;~ Any plan for this 4 days of Merdeka break?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If certain things in your life will fall apart, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;~ I'll sort things out first. If the culprit is because of bad management, i'll get very angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was the hardest situation you had?&lt;br /&gt;~ i was so depressed n wanna give up my life during my secondary school time, but seems no body to turn to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When your friends forget you, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;~ I can't do anything... i'll reintroduce myself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you talk to yourself?&lt;br /&gt;~ I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Is there anything that you are craving for right now?&lt;br /&gt;~ no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Hp or Cannon printer?&lt;br /&gt;~ Either one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Ever cried for something stupid?&lt;br /&gt;~ yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you like anime?&lt;br /&gt;~ no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is your favourite music?&lt;br /&gt;~ anything tat my ears feel comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. First thing you do after watching a movie?&lt;br /&gt;~ look at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you wash the dishes in your house?&lt;br /&gt;~ sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Can you last two days without a bath?&lt;br /&gt;~ if i'm staying in Genting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Most common words in your classroom.&lt;br /&gt;~ Sure? how come? Serious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Ever felt in-love?&lt;br /&gt;~ yesssssssss.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Who do you miss right now?&lt;br /&gt;~ My family... get a little home sick since i came back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. You'd rather lose your mobile or your wallet?&lt;br /&gt;~ dun wan lose any.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Ever slept all throughout class?&lt;br /&gt;~Nowadays seldom. May be Current Issues class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Message for someone?&lt;br /&gt;~ not really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-8150185150508396954?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/8150185150508396954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=8150185150508396954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/8150185150508396954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/8150185150508396954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/08/31-questions-part-2.html' title='31 Questions (Part 2)'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-3188564226491003707</id><published>2008-08-29T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T11:29:25.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Answers for 31 Questions</title><content type='html'>1.Do you like cheese?&lt;br /&gt;::i love it !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever smoked heroin?&lt;br /&gt;:: want to die izzit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you own a gun?&lt;br /&gt;::wat kind of gun do u mean? no gun la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments?&lt;br /&gt;:: vy scared... especially 2 months ago that aoopintment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you think of hot dogs?&lt;br /&gt;:: i dun relly like it... especially the artifical hotdog, the color like a tongue. very scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What's your favorite Christmas song ?&lt;br /&gt;:: The first noel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;:: milk or coffee + milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Can you do push ups?&lt;br /&gt;:: i can't. my arms are very small..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Is your bathroom clean?&lt;br /&gt;:: That's not my bathroom, is my hostel bathroom. Never mention it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What's your favorite piece of jewelry?&lt;br /&gt;:: i wanna something that is blinking and make me look sharp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;:: I dunno. I think that is what God created and placed the gift in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you have friends?&lt;br /&gt;:: yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you miss someone?&lt;br /&gt;::Yes... missing somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment?&lt;br /&gt;::I need to buy a pair of sport shoes, I need to study right now but still writing blog, I need to  clear up my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink&lt;br /&gt;::: milk, icy drinks, plain water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Current worry?&lt;br /&gt;:: nothing, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Current hate?&lt;br /&gt;:: Exams!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite place to be?&lt;br /&gt;::Shopping complexes, my room, library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Where would you like to go?&lt;br /&gt;::Go anywhere that got sell Nike shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 23. Do you own slippers?&lt;br /&gt;:: yes... I got 2 pairs of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;:: Whilt, pale pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Would you be a pirate?&lt;br /&gt;::I dun think so.. I dun like to 'work' under the sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What songs do you sing in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;:: I seldom sing. If i do, just any songs that came across my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What's in your pocket right now?&lt;br /&gt;:: nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Last thing that made you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;:: I and Alvin rushed to library's washroom after class to do big and small 'businesses'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Who is your loudest friend?&lt;br /&gt;:: A lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Who is your most silent friend?&lt;br /&gt;:: A few...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Does someone have a crush on you?&lt;br /&gt;:: Yes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-3188564226491003707?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/3188564226491003707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=3188564226491003707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/3188564226491003707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/3188564226491003707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/08/answers-for-31-questions.html' title='Answers for 31 Questions'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-6134392772237880998</id><published>2008-08-29T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T11:04:39.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is lame...</title><content type='html'>I read about relationship stuff a lot. I think this is lame... marriage is not a feeling but a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Why women should marry engineers, and not any men of other professions....DOCTOR Supposedly, all women are after a Doctor, so don't expect your relationship to last more than 5 years. Eventually, he'll run off with some nurse from his office, or one ofhis young women patients that is pretending to be sick. He'll wait until you are stuck with a few kids to do this. This is not a problem with your Engineer husband. He had a hard enough time meeting you. It is unlikely he'll ever meet another woman in his profession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAWYER Do you seriously expect an honest,trusting relationship with someone who gets paid for lying? Once again, thisis not a problem with your Engineer spouse. He doesn't have enough socialskills to lie convincingly. Anadditional drawback to marrying lawyer is when the divorce happens you will get nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALESMAN See honesty segment under Lawyer. Plus, he will be traveling to trade shows, etc. where he will be in the company of other equally trustworthy individuals. Don't be surprised when you get the invitation to show up on the Ricki Lake show. The company that your Engineer husband works at will keep him in a cage,often called a cubicle, until he is ready to go home to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER The only reason he entered this profession is so that he could be surrounded by newly post-pubescent girls who idolize him. He'll be injail soon, and then you'll have tolook for another man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAZARDOUS PROFESSIONS, I.E.FIRE FIGHTER, CONSTRUCTION WORKER, ETC.Your husband, if he is not dead by some accident, will likely be crippled with a back injury, etc. just about the time you are at your sexual peak.The only hazards that your Engineer husband will face is losing his eyesight by staring at the computer terminal for too long. This hazard actually has some benefits. For one, he will not notice that you are getting older, since you will bea blur. He will remember you as whenhe first met you, because the memory will still be sharp. And If you think he is looking atanother woman, and you ask "Honey,were you looking at her?", he'll honestly be able to say that hedidn't even see her.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-6134392772237880998?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/6134392772237880998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=6134392772237880998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/6134392772237880998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/6134392772237880998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-lame.html' title='This is lame...'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-6836317041911300810</id><published>2008-08-28T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T12:48:18.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 45 things</title><content type='html'>In the early of November 2007, I dated monkey. I called him monkey because he is tall, skinny and the most important ones- he always pick on me. I met him in a revision class a month ago before we date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm as normal as you. We encountered the same process when we have a crush. Did you ask questions from "why am I missing him so much? why must we talk every night? does he likes me?" to questions like "is he really the one? won't it be too fast to date a person &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; you know for only a month?" ? If you do, you are falling for somebody! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ouchhh&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this message that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;forwarded by a friend and I forwarded to him. I dunno who wrote this... something mentioned really make sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45 Things that a girl would want from their boyfriend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-touch their waist&lt;br /&gt;2-talk to them&lt;br /&gt;3-share secrets&lt;br /&gt;4-give her your jacket&lt;br /&gt;5-kiss them slowly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you remembering this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-hug her&lt;br /&gt;7-hold her&lt;br /&gt;8-laugh with her&lt;br /&gt;9-invite her somewhere&lt;br /&gt;10-let her be with you when you're with your friends keep reading&lt;br /&gt;11-smile with her&lt;br /&gt;12-take pics with her&lt;br /&gt;13-pull her onto your lap&lt;br /&gt;14-when she says she loves you more,deny it.fight back&lt;br /&gt;15-when her friends say i love her more than you, deny it. fight back and hug her tight so she  cant get to her friends. it makes her feel loved Are you thinking about someone?&lt;br /&gt;16-always hug her and say i love you when you see her&lt;br /&gt;17-kiss her unexpectedly&lt;br /&gt;18-HUG HER FROM BEHIND AROUND THE WAIST&lt;br /&gt;19-tell her shes beautiful not sexy!&lt;br /&gt;20-tell her the way you feel about her! .. (u need to show her you mean it too.)&lt;br /&gt;21-kiss her on the lips&lt;br /&gt;22-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; ask her to buy you stuff. you buy HER stuff&lt;br /&gt;23-TELL HER WHAT FEELS GOOD&lt;br /&gt;24-make her feel loved&lt;br /&gt;25-buy her stuff. small things can still help we might deny it but we actually like and kinda want you to get us things&lt;br /&gt;26-DON'T LIE TO HER.&lt;br /&gt;27-DON'T CHEAT ON HER.&lt;br /&gt;28-take her anywhere she wants&lt;br /&gt;29-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;text&lt;/span&gt; message or call her in the morning and tell her have a good day at school/work, and how much you miss her&lt;br /&gt;30-be there for her when ever she needs you, &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;even when&lt;/span&gt; she doesn't need you, just be there so she'll know that she can always count on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;you are&lt;/span&gt; you still reading this u better &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;be its&lt;/span&gt; important&lt;br /&gt;31. Hold her close when she's cold and she can hold you too.&lt;br /&gt;32. When you are alone hold her close and kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;33. Kiss her on the tip of her nose; (it will give her the hint that you want to kiss them).&lt;br /&gt;34. While in the movie, put your arm around her and then she will automatically put her head on your shoulder, then lean in and tilt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;her chin&lt;/span&gt; up and kiss her lightly.&lt;br /&gt;35. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; ever tell her to leave even jokingly or act &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;like you're&lt;/span&gt; mad. If she's upset, comfort her&lt;br /&gt;remember this next time you are with her&lt;br /&gt;36. When people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;diss&lt;/span&gt; her, stand up for her.&lt;br /&gt;37. Look deep into her eyes and tell her you love her.&lt;br /&gt;38. Lay down under the stars and put her head on your chest so she can listen to the steady beat of your heart, Link your fingers together while you whisper to her as she rests her eyes and listens to you.&lt;br /&gt;39. When walking next to each other grab her hand.&lt;br /&gt;40. When you hug her hold her in your arms as long as possible&lt;br /&gt;41. Call her at night to wish her sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;42. Comfort her when she cries and wipe away her tears.&lt;br /&gt;43. Take her for long walks at night44. Dedicate a song to her.&lt;br /&gt;45. Always Remind her how much you love her.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;you'll&lt;/span&gt; never know when she needs just a &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; more love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-6836317041911300810?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/6836317041911300810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=6836317041911300810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/6836317041911300810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/6836317041911300810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/08/45-things.html' title='The 45 things'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-8473530897041674792</id><published>2008-08-27T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:22:50.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Comes First</title><content type='html'>First mobile phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Plilips&lt;/span&gt; color screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First country travelled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Air refresher promoter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First e-mail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yahoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First cake tried in Secret &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Recipe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First crush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;A girl.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First drum lesson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Just very recently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First movie watched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;with family, i forgot the title...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;First subject flunked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;BM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;First flight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;from Penang to JB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-8473530897041674792?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/8473530897041674792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=8473530897041674792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/8473530897041674792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/8473530897041674792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-comes-first.html' title='First Comes First'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5161367997619153001.post-8542336076047504446</id><published>2008-03-27T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T11:24:44.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wh questions!~</title><content type='html'>what is happening recent?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, typical university life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is bothering me?&lt;br /&gt;All the tests on next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where i usually go?&lt;br /&gt;library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i thinking?&lt;br /&gt;when shall i go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i do after class?&lt;br /&gt;have a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i writing this?&lt;br /&gt;coz i feel like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5161367997619153001-8542336076047504446?l=peacechong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/feeds/8542336076047504446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5161367997619153001&amp;postID=8542336076047504446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/8542336076047504446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5161367997619153001/posts/default/8542336076047504446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacechong.blogspot.com/2008/03/wh-questions.html' title='Wh questions!~'/><author><name>Peace Chong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18403808332288457394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s26i8RgT9k4/SUobHmo8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wiRRaes1yc0/S220/real.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
