<?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-4549166339213431493</id><updated>2011-07-08T16:36:52.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chains of Memories</title><subtitle type='html'>Only I can bind them together</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-1468159822732119385</id><published>2009-09-22T20:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T20:31:13.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and the Skirt</title><content type='html'>Lo and behold.. I wore a skirt for the first time after 10 years of not wearing one (except during schooling days but they don't count)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SrjCapiJFKI/AAAAAAAAAg0/BX50qw4vl_Y/s1600-h/P1020256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SrjCapiJFKI/AAAAAAAAAg0/BX50qw4vl_Y/s320/P1020256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384267117602870434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Joyce and myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went to 1Utama with my family yesterday and i saw this skirt in Forever 21.. yes, i know.. i'm not 21 yet but there's no age limit to enter that shop right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can show off my sexeh legs.. hahahaha.. just joking.. I'm aiming to buy that skirt.. It happened to be RM99.. gonna save up.. OR i can always wait for mummy to come back from Cambodia and get them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a post.. to save my blog.. been busy managing another blog and have no time for mine.. So here it is.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-1468159822732119385?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/1468159822732119385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=1468159822732119385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/1468159822732119385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/1468159822732119385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/09/me-and-skirt.html' title='Me and the Skirt'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SrjCapiJFKI/AAAAAAAAAg0/BX50qw4vl_Y/s72-c/P1020256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-3573262358288017314</id><published>2009-08-20T13:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T13:02:40.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Thought..</title><content type='html'>When we were in our younger days.. our childhood i would say, we don't even know that the word 'death' exist.. Somehow, as we grow up, the word was used a few times in stories.. however it has no impact on us.. not until death hits us by attacking one of our dearly beloved..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i've never give much thought about death.. not until my grandma passed away last year.. for the first time i've actually felt the lost.. sure i went to a funeral of my uncle before but that time i was really young and i wasnt close to him.. my grandma however was like the only grandparent i had throughout my childhood until my teenage years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During her funeral.. i can see everyone trying to be strong.. especially those who had been with her for so long.. my mother and her siblings.. in the end, a lost is a lost.. they would break down at a point.. so would i..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a point, i know she went somewhere better than this place.. up safe in Heaven in the arms of God.. i know it was good for her as she was paralyzed and has been suffering for a month after she got the stroke.. it's a blessing i would call it.. i broke down hearing the news about her death when i was in the University of Malaya, in a function.. when i got home and saw her in her coffin, i felt sadness though i did not cry.. I am assured that she's with God and she's happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other times i cried was because i could feel the sadness of many people in the funeral especially when my mother cried.. i would cry along with her.. not because i was sad.. it's because she was sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, a friend of mine told me her grandma passed away too.. i felt a pang of pity and remembered my grandma instantly.. As i was taking a shower this morning, this thought came up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're growing up and we're growing fast.. Time flows without stopping and it can never ever once stop for us.. every second passes without mercy.. As we grow, the elders leave.. leaving another generation to grow in their place.. Just as we would leave and our younger generation would one day take our place.. i know.. my thoughts are deep.. sometimes i can't control it from going deeper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.. i'm pouring my thoughts out for the first time in my blog.. i just wanted to share about how i feel about death and also about what i think about life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-3573262358288017314?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/3573262358288017314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=3573262358288017314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/3573262358288017314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/3573262358288017314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-thought.html' title='Just a Thought..'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-5527171017177070716</id><published>2009-08-08T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T22:17:29.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taggy by  Kitty</title><content type='html'>Taggy from Kitty~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A : Available : Not really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;B : Birthday : 21st feb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;C : Crush on : Chocolates &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;D : Drink you last had : Iced Red Bean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E : Earliest person you talked to : My maid??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F : Favourite song : Hmmm.. Justin Timberlake old songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G : Games : Kingdom Hearts stays no.1.. hehehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;H : Hometown : I have a few.. The desert, Klang, Church.. i'm a nomad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I : In love with : Icy cold things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;J : Juggle : Can't do more den two.. XDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;K : Killed someone : Yeah.. on video games.. XDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;L : Longest car ride : For now.. To Ipoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;M : Milkshake flavour : Choco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;N : Number of siblings : one breakdancing lil bro &lt;whoever&gt;&lt;/whoever&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;O : One wish : I wish my wish comes true.. hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;P : Person you called recently : I don't do calls... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Q : Quest in life : To know more about God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;R : Reason to smile : Do i need one to smile?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;S : Song you last heard : Seniorita by Justin Timberlake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;T : Time you wake up : 11am.. i'm on holiday~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;U : Underwear colour : arrrrrrrrrr........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;V : Vegetables : Banana in Pajamas.. ehhh wait.. dat's a fruit.. XXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;W : Worst habit : procrastinating, sleeping, eating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;X : X-rays you've had : Dun rememer.. think 4?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Y : Yoyos are : rubbish cuz i cant play dem pro style.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Z : Zodiac sign : Pisces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;7 people you want to tag excluding the person who tagged you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fishie&lt;br /&gt;-Justine&lt;br /&gt;-April&lt;br /&gt;-Miao&lt;br /&gt;-Audrey&lt;br /&gt;-kiki&lt;br /&gt;-YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&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/4549166339213431493-5527171017177070716?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/5527171017177070716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=5527171017177070716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/5527171017177070716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/5527171017177070716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/08/taggy-by-kitty.html' title='Taggy by  Kitty'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-9207726523037277054</id><published>2009-08-05T20:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T20:35:56.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's My Life!!</title><content type='html'>I've been listening to old favs.. been downloading them.. ^^.. too bad i can't sing along because the stupid cough don't wanna get off my back.. *cough cough cough* Yesterday listened to It's My Life by Bon Jovi.. kinda pulled me up since yesterday there were *ahemsomeassespulledmedownbutdeycangondrownforallicarecough*.. wow.. that's a really long *cough* sentence.. and i cant believe i manage to pull it off without coughing in between.. O.O.. i'm being over dramatic.. so i wanna post this song lyrics here.. courtesy of http://www.azlyrics.com.. Enjoy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;It's My Life by Bon Jovi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This ain't a song for the broken hearted&lt;br /&gt;No silent prayed for the faith-departed&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;When I shout it out loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;It's my life&lt;br /&gt;It's now or never&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna live forever&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;(It's my life)&lt;br /&gt;My heart is like an open highway&lt;br /&gt;Like Frankie said&lt;br /&gt;I did it my way&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna live while i'm alive&lt;br /&gt;It's my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the ones who stood their ground&lt;br /&gt;For Tommy and Gina who never back down&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's getting harder make no mistake&lt;br /&gt;Luck ain't even lucky&lt;br /&gt;Gotta make your own breaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Better stand tall when they call you out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't bend, don't break, baby, don't back down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus x 2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-9207726523037277054?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/9207726523037277054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=9207726523037277054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/9207726523037277054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/9207726523037277054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-my-life_7779.html' title='It&apos;s My Life!!'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-1258671627891703920</id><published>2009-08-03T20:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:44:44.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnbV3jHfKOI/AAAAAAAAAd4/nUOQY5bWnIA/s1600-h/Harry-Potter-and-the-Half-Blood-Prince.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnbV3jHfKOI/AAAAAAAAAd4/nUOQY5bWnIA/s320/Harry-Potter-and-the-Half-Blood-Prince.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365711156354689250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today watched Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince in Pyramid today with Joyce.. Before that, we ate in Zenmai Pasta.. the pics are with Joyce.. sad.. will update soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I like this book the best out of all 7.. Lol... Ever since the previous movie, i've been hearing critiques about the movie series because apparently, in Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, they had cut a lot of scenes from the book.. some important parts were lost and not mention in the book.. i understand the fan's frustrations.. even i was a little angry but what can you do when Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix is the THICKEST book of all 7...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being the thickest, the director actually manage to put the story into a 3 hour movie.. obviously there would be a lot of cuts and what not... but heck, at least he produced it... Don't complain and ask yourself would you be able to do it?? Sheesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this movie however is different from all the rest.. This time the movie is dark.. Emo-ish more like.. but it was over all okay... Joyce said that it was boring thanks to the lack of actions.. i kinda enjoyed the special effects.. and also some of the love drama.. LOL... i kinda laughed my head off at those parts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also... my focus was actually more to Draco.. LOL.. i have no idea he would turn out to be this hot in the movie.. being emo and dark looking... i still love his blond hair.. man.. ever since.... i think the 3rd movie.. Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Askaban... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnbWDJsTFFI/AAAAAAAAAeA/9Szvb1hNgbs/s1600-h/draco_malfoy_costume.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnbWDJsTFFI/AAAAAAAAAeA/9Szvb1hNgbs/s320/draco_malfoy_costume.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365711355688195154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnbbUiCE6XI/AAAAAAAAAeY/MS_gwuwE2SU/s1600-h/2008_harry_potter_and_the_half_blood_prince_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnbbUiCE6XI/AAAAAAAAAeY/MS_gwuwE2SU/s320/2008_harry_potter_and_the_half_blood_prince_004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365717151837907314" 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/4549166339213431493-1258671627891703920?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/1258671627891703920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=1258671627891703920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/1258671627891703920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/1258671627891703920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/08/harry-potter.html' title='Harry Potter'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnbV3jHfKOI/AAAAAAAAAd4/nUOQY5bWnIA/s72-c/Harry-Potter-and-the-Half-Blood-Prince.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-7193905286105608205</id><published>2009-07-30T20:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:46:02.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>Maybe it's because i'm on a 3 weeks holiday.. i'm actually bored and blogging.. can't wait for the next semester to start.. i know, i'm a hypocrite... seriously, i mean.. When i have college/school, i can't wait for holidays to come and now it's holiday, i wanna go back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today i was suppose to go watch Harry Potter with Joyce and after that, steamboat with my college buddies.. unfortunately, i woke up with a bad sore throat.. so bad that when i talk, i sounded sexy (this isn't bad) and i kept coughing.. my throat was REALLY sore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect a fever to come up soon and i was juggling whether i should go for the steamboat or not.. Joyce said that her class ends at 3 pm so the movie watching was canceled.. My condition worsen as the hour goes by..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended not going anyways.. i stayed at home, sleeping most of the time.. man, it's only the beginning of the holidays!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-7193905286105608205?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/7193905286105608205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=7193905286105608205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/7193905286105608205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/7193905286105608205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/07/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-8978587440908285122</id><published>2009-07-29T21:22:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:51:56.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KTV SEGi Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBTcDBtM8I/AAAAAAAAAco/0cjmDfAh1mU/s1600-h/P7293206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBTcDBtM8I/AAAAAAAAAco/0cjmDfAh1mU/s320/P7293206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363878897512166338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Where did we go?? Red Box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;What did we have??  V.I.P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;room 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;7 (it's frigging huge!!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did we do??  Sing like crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; people and went wild..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else???     Took LOA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DS of pictures!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was like the earliest to arrive.. luckily i had Fishie to accompany me till it started.. i was suppose to go to her college at first.. but i went after the singing instead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBO1u54MeI/AAAAAAAAAaY/mO2BTzXcWfk/s1600-h/P7293201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBO1u54MeI/AAAAAAAAAaY/mO2BTzXcWfk/s320/P7293201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363873841229083106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I like this pic.. LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBPdxFm5JI/AAAAAAAAAao/cPRiaRocRiU/s1600-h/P7293200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBPdxFm5JI/AAAAAAAAAao/cPRiaRocRiU/s320/P7293200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363874529009919122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Waiting for everyone to arrive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBQB5TRGSI/AAAAAAAAAaw/1Md9lbg8jNc/s1600-h/P7293295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBQB5TRGSI/AAAAAAAAAaw/1Md9lbg8jNc/s320/P7293295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363875149689985314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;VIP Room.. It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;'s BIG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBQXeuc4BI/AAAAAAAAAa4/nRNmGi6zk-w/s1600-h/P7293215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBQXeuc4BI/AAAAAAAAAa4/nRNmGi6zk-w/s320/P7293215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363875520513368082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Angel looked like she fell down.. this pic is actually taken by the wall.. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBQxKiZnMI/AAAAAAAAAbI/CmNrwB4mgFk/s1600-h/P7293252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBQxKiZnMI/AAAAAAAAAbI/CmNrwB4mgFk/s320/P7293252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363875961770712258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Everyone's having FUN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBQ_mBnQaI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/BHcwRzDDOEg/s1600-h/P7293234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBQ_mBnQaI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/BHcwRzDDOEg/s320/P7293234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363876209667555746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;But~~ Jien Howe looked like he can nap with all that noise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBRQOZ1D5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/uaCNDXjyrNc/s1600-h/P7293241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBRQOZ1D5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/uaCNDXjyrNc/s320/P7293241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363876495384448914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBRgIE9IlI/AAAAAAAAAbg/5yGCkoQYdl4/s1600-h/P7293244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBRgIE9IlI/AAAAAAAAAbg/5yGCkoQYdl4/s320/P7293244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363876768564191826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;The FOOD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBR3DbQwDI/AAAAAAAAAbo/NkUMtSCgkWc/s1600-h/P7293268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBR3DbQwDI/AAAAAAAAAbo/NkUMtSCgkWc/s320/P7293268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363877162452566066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBSKPUeGwI/AAAAAAAAAbw/ys1B-jQu35Q/s1600-h/P7293272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBSKPUeGwI/AAAAAAAAAbw/ys1B-jQu35Q/s320/P7293272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363877492062821122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Taking advantage of the lighting in the room...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBSWDkKr0I/AAAAAAAAAcA/yFgHFqlTE7A/s1600-h/P7293290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBSWDkKr0I/AAAAAAAAAcA/yFgHFqlTE7A/s320/P7293290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363877695065861954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;The only guys in the room...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBSmTI7aWI/AAAAAAAAAcI/6OAK8Nw3nuw/s1600-h/P7293296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBSmTI7aWI/AAAAAAAAAcI/6OAK8Nw3nuw/s320/P7293296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363877974124489058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;The whole GANG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBSzgbrLuI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/MGBilyjJnqc/s1600-h/P7293309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBSzgbrLuI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/MGBilyjJnqc/s320/P7293309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363878201031077602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And that wraps everything up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-8978587440908285122?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/8978587440908285122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=8978587440908285122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/8978587440908285122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/8978587440908285122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/07/ktv-segi-outing.html' title='KTV SEGi Outing'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnBTcDBtM8I/AAAAAAAAAco/0cjmDfAh1mU/s72-c/P7293206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-8795686691237994477</id><published>2009-07-28T21:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:32:55.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Weeks Semester Break!!</title><content type='html'>I'm on holiday people... so call me/sms me and make appointments if you need before i start my next horrifying semester.. lol... *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today everyone in college kept asking me what am i going to do during the 3 weeks semester break.. seriously, i kinda lost count on how many people asking.. usually my schoolmates don't ask... so when they ask, my brain came up with nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So the answer was "what comes comes lahhh"... but i'm really hoping to catch up with my buddies.. soooooooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Fishie, Miao, Bunny, Kiki, Audrey, Kit Teng, Shen Shen!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Let us all go on a date together gether!!! i miss the load of you "lame ass" people!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Tomorrow's plan is... go Red Box with mah college buddies.. &lt;/span&gt;weeeeeeee... first time to a karaoke place.. i know... heck, this is what you get when you lived in Klang your whole life with your parents under control on where you go and have the impression that karaoke is a night event...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niways... cant wait for it tomorrow... hehehehehe... i wanna check the place out and it's my first outing with my college frenz... weeeeeeeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan to watch Harry Potter on Thursday with Joyce... whoever wanna join, feel free to ask me... weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OUT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-8795686691237994477?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/8795686691237994477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=8795686691237994477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/8795686691237994477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/8795686691237994477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/07/holidays.html' title='3 Weeks Semester Break!!'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-8747871483910887408</id><published>2009-07-25T09:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T09:50:45.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALS!!</title><content type='html'>Wow.. I can't believe it... My first semester in college is coming to an end.. it's happening so fast.. many things happened over the 2 months i was in college.. met new friends, going around and getting assignments done, being in different surrounding and the best part, traveled nearly EVERYDAY to Subang just for classes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta admit, assignments are hard to complete but also fun to do them.. like this sem, we had to produce a movie.. at first i thought it was a pain to even get it done.. there's sooo much of work.. Scriptwrite, directing, acting, editing and finally PRESENT it.. LOL... i didn't like the idea of it being seen by other but BUT... in the end when we had our presentation, it worked out really well... everyone was having a good time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned to work properly in a group.. back in school, there wasn't much group work.. only individual.. but in college, nearly everything you do for assignment is with your groupmates.. well, except individual work.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester is the short semester.. yes to all those readers who thinks my finals is coming a little too fast... 3 months.. so my finals is next week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not even studying.. i can't believe i'm blogging instead.. LOL... really lazy to even look at the lec's notes... harhar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;TO ALL THOSE WHO ARE HAVING FINALS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;IN SEGi OR T.O.A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ALL THE BEST PEOPLE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4549166339213431493-8747871483910887408?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/8747871483910887408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=8747871483910887408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/8747871483910887408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/8747871483910887408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/07/finals.html' title='FINALS!!'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-2927819475539352205</id><published>2009-07-13T12:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T13:12:11.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loads of Crap</title><content type='html'>Greeting from college!! LOL.. I am now in the college library/study place and the wifi here is BRILLIANT.. luuuuu~~~ Class was canceled today.. i'm so frigging pissed.. i've never had a class cancel on me before.. so now i have nothing to do in college so i have decided to crap a few things here since i'm bored and i need to keep this blog a little more alive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good thing about SEGi College is that there's a study place for students to study and the place has an anti-sound glass at the entrance... so basically, the study place can't hear anything from outside and people outside can't hear anything from the inside.. ahhhhh... so peaceful.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, inside the bunch of students tend to talk among themselves.. only the library is the sole place that has NO noise at all except flipping pages of books... hehehe... cool no???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm seriously crapping my ass out here... i'm sooo bored... I had COMM290 quiz today.. i have no idea there was a quiz.. i only get to know when i was on the bus with Winnie and she told me.. i was kinda scared cuz forst, it contains 10%.. gosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, i ran through her notes like mad... and in the end, the quiz was based on one movie called 10 Things I Hate About You.. basically.. i was shocked and... i did miserably in it.. reason?? we were suppose to note down the answer based on this movie.. now.. the problemm???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was answering question 1, answer to question 2 flashed right on the screen.. so as i wrote de answer for question 2, answers for question 3 went by and it was gone.. i was stunted.. i have NO IDEA!! so.. i think i failed this quiz miserably.. URGH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's studying in this room.. i think i'm the only one playing Bejeweled right now.. =.=" seriously.. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-2927819475539352205?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/2927819475539352205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=2927819475539352205' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/2927819475539352205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/2927819475539352205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/07/loads-of-crap.html' title='Loads of Crap'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-1327658476140767002</id><published>2009-07-07T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T12:41:33.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy busy busy</title><content type='html'>I'm sooo freaking tired... seriously.. we have 40 Americans coming over to the Wesley Methodist Church Klang ( the church i'm attending) and i signed up to be a prayer partner... and gladly, i was assigned as a prayer partner for Meghan Crimmins.. i'm sooo happy that she's my prayer partner... reasons???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. she talks alot which makes her super SUPER easy to communicate with (heck, all of them are)&lt;br /&gt;2. she's amused by my skills with the Rubix Cube and is now trying to solve like meee..&lt;br /&gt;3. she's addicted to chewing gums and i gotta eat gums that came all the way in the 23 hours flight from America.&lt;br /&gt;4. her face when she ate DURIAN was super funny&lt;br /&gt;5. i love her wits and hope to see her online again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all came for XEE (Evangelism Explosion) Course to teach us to evangelise to ppl that does not know Christ.. i'm actually happy that they came all the way here jz to teach us to spread the Gospel... See how they go to the extend to do God's work?? dey''re flying to Singapore after this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, all Praises to the Lord that they got through the scanning in the air port and are free from H1N1 flu.. lol... many seeds have been planted over these 3 days and i'm really happy even though many rejected and some still pending answers, we're just happy enough that the Word of God was spread..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We as prayer partners are prayer worriors for these Americans and other participant of the course... hahaha... we prayed non stop from 7 till 9pm everyday from Sunday till Tuesday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there you go.. despite all that prayer thing at night from 7 till 9pm and going back at 10pm, i still go to classes in the morning and i kept yawning in class... geez.. gotta buck myself up... i need sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dozes off*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-1327658476140767002?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/1327658476140767002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=1327658476140767002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/1327658476140767002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/1327658476140767002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/07/xee-and-prayer-partner.html' title='Busy busy busy'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-2767127760493716728</id><published>2009-07-04T11:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T12:24:06.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/Sk7Re6sXZUI/AAAAAAAAAZw/rcaLXSABuTs/s1600-h/seventeen_again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/Sk7Re6sXZUI/AAAAAAAAAZw/rcaLXSABuTs/s320/seventeen_again.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354447336071718210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Seventeen Again with Joyce on last Tuesday, right after my Movies mid term test.. went to Pyramid for the first time after college.. yes, even though SEGi is near Sunway Pyramid, i don;t frigging go there everyday after college... niways... i thought this show was gonna be just "okay" to me since most Zac Efron's shows aren't that interesting to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, was I wrong.. This show was a little different from his other movies.. and this time, he looks better, hotter and more neat... lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce and i went to buy the tickets for 1.45pm show at 11.30am.. so there's like 2 hours before we enter the cinema... went to eat lunch at Carl's Junior.. i love their fries.. and walked around a little... and finally.. when we're kinda tired of walking around because Pyramid is no longer an alien place to me,we sat down and camwhore!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/Sk7YOidvGsI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ijafibCYhGk/s1600-h/4837_97064171447_731611447_2150310_3772340_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/Sk7YOidvGsI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ijafibCYhGk/s320/4837_97064171447_731611447_2150310_3772340_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354454751271393986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/Sk7YwBUdr3I/AAAAAAAAAaI/9Qz43rdg184/s1600-h/4837_97064176447_731611447_2150311_5899798_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/Sk7YwBUdr3I/AAAAAAAAAaI/9Qz43rdg184/s320/4837_97064176447_731611447_2150311_5899798_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354455326489685874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             I have no idea what was Joyce was trying to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just 2 photos... de rest are in her phone camera.. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-2767127760493716728?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/2767127760493716728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=2767127760493716728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/2767127760493716728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/2767127760493716728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/07/17-again.html' title='17 Again'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/Sk7Re6sXZUI/AAAAAAAAAZw/rcaLXSABuTs/s72-c/seventeen_again.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-4791526062954337200</id><published>2009-06-29T12:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T13:02:21.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Movie, Transformer 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SkhGps9fraI/AAAAAAAAAZg/JJYfe7E8dUk/s1600-h/transformers-revenge-of-the-fallen-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SkhGps9fraI/AAAAAAAAAZg/JJYfe7E8dUk/s320/transformers-revenge-of-the-fallen-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352605839387504034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The battle of the Autobots and Decepticons continues!! Hahaha.. I know. I am currently in the Transformer mood. I watched this show yesterday and i have to say it.. THE MOVIE ROCKS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a must watch movie!! The graphics are BRILLIANT and the plot was so extravagant. LOL.. Mayb i'm over rating it but seriously, it's a good movie!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Watch if you have not!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago, Teressa and myself made way to Aeon Bukit Tinggi to buy advance ticket. Since it's new and currently labled HOT show of the season, i kinda figured if we buy on the day we wanted to watch together, we'll end up at the BOTTOM of the theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the place, there was a super LONG line cuing up to buy tickets. I have no patience to actually wait in THAT long line. Then i saw this lable pointing to a new line. It says "Transformer 2: Revenge of the Fallen (advance ticket)" and it was empty. Happily, i skipped my way through a few teens who are unsure to line up here or with the long line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was right. it was only for people to buy advance ticket for the movie. When we were choosing the place, middle line was fully booked and i was kind of unhappy that we have to settle with the side seats but it was at least higher than the empty middle lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we turn around to leave the place, the former "empty line" was then FILLED with people and it was as long as the other line. I told Teressa that we were lucky to be the first. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the movie with Mei Shen, Teressa, and Kayel.. LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i have not watched such good movie for a LOONNGGG time. Yea, even Terminator Salvation didn't leave much effect in me. Somehow this movie has more fight scenes than the previous Transformer. There are even additional funny and adorable new Transformers around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SkhGvok8T0I/AAAAAAAAAZo/oeOyeKvCMrY/s1600-h/Skids+%26+Mudflap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SkhGvok8T0I/AAAAAAAAAZo/oeOyeKvCMrY/s320/Skids+%26+Mudflap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352605941289996098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE the twin Autobots!!! They are soooo cute and funny!! hahaha.. If you have watched the movie, you'll know what i'm talking about.. The movie has it's funny parts and a few sarcastic moments.. overall, you'll feel all sorts of emotions during the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sat beside Kayel during the movie.. she laugh SOOO loud during funny moments that i had to constantly tell her to chill.. LOL..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-4791526062954337200?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/4791526062954337200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=4791526062954337200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/4791526062954337200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/4791526062954337200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/06/hot-movie-transformer-2.html' title='Hot Movie, Transformer 2'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SkhGps9fraI/AAAAAAAAAZg/JJYfe7E8dUk/s72-c/transformers-revenge-of-the-fallen-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-5285630412364779703</id><published>2009-06-04T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T18:33:26.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Experiences in College</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my third day of class... and i did the most stupid thing a new student could do on her third day of college... i practically walked into the wrong class... yes yes.. if you wanna laugh, go ahead.. i can't blame you.. even i myself laughed at my own stupidity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The classroom i was supposed to attend was room 10.1.. When i got out of the lift, i saw room 10.2 so i turned right and i swear, i saw the room door saying room 10.3... when i walked IN and tried to look for a familiar face.. there was non... i felt so alienated and the longer i sat in that class, the more doubtful i became.. i was about to get up when my phone rang and Winnie called and TOLD me 'You're sitting in the WRONG class," and without hesitating, i got up and fled the from that class.. i was GLAD handphones were allowed in colleges... LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All praises to the Lord that class haven't start at that time.. i would be in trouble if lecturer had been in BOTH the classes... for one, i'll be more humiliated.. two, i'll feel even more STUPID if any lecturer or friends of mine found out at that time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt so right when i entered the class i was suppose to enter.. Saying hi to friends and sat comfortably with familiar faces.. class started and when we were taking down notes, i noticed in college most students have cursive handwriting.. i don't know if they're nice or ugly.. i couldnt really read them but i was comparing theirs' to mine.. theirs' look soooo professionally written but mine stayed "high school" style.. LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self : Evolve handwriting to cursive writting... &lt;&lt;&lt; dun think it'll work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OUT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-5285630412364779703?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/5285630412364779703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=5285630412364779703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/5285630412364779703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/5285630412364779703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/06/experiences-in-college.html' title='Experiences in College'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-8690463557682371615</id><published>2009-04-26T15:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T16:15:25.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cautious on the Road</title><content type='html'>This happened a week ago but i'm gonna blog about it.. it's probably a good&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to those who are like me, just started driving and just got the P license in their hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week ago my aunt and uncle came down to Klang for the weekends... My aunt gotta go to KLIA to take a plane to Kota Kinabalu for a holiday trip.. my uncle sent her there while my cousins, bro, my mum and I went to church..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the church, my mum's phone rang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum  : Hello?? Ah yes, Tuck Sung (my unc)...&lt;br /&gt;Others : *silence* o.o???&lt;br /&gt;Mum  : uh huh.. HA?! You met in an accident?!&lt;br /&gt;Others : O.O!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mum : You're alright? oh.. your fine..&lt;br /&gt;Others : *sigh of relieve*&lt;br /&gt;Mum : *puts down phone* Your dad met in an accident so i'm gonna drop you all in church and go get ur yee cheong (my dad) and go to him (my unc)&lt;br /&gt;Others : *nods head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/3817/monkeys8rq7.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we went to church and Pastor's wife, aunt Jane prayed for my unc.. man... it was such a shocking news... it was only 8.30 in the morning for crying out loud!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we got home, we got the story from the poor victim himself... this was what happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Uncle drving at 90 kmph in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;SLOW&lt;/span&gt; lane (relax driving) since it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;EARLY&lt;/span&gt; morning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;he heard a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;LOUD&lt;/span&gt; bang and the nect thing he knew it, his car was spinning...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LUCKILY, his car hit a cement divider and came to a stop.. he look up to the other car.. it was flying and flipping!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My uncle look out for the driver and fortunately, the guy who was a malay (not discriminating!!) crawled out from his car which was then,   scrap metal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;My uncle had his head wounded and end up with 2 stitches... According to the reckless driver, he was sleepy... my uncle said he was actually driving at least 150kmph... what an excuse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle's car needs MAJOR repair while the other car is indeed..&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;SCRAP METAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. i'm not being mean but i kinda find the part when Joyce says "it's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;scrap metal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img167.imageshack.us/img167/7588/onion49vs8.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scrap metal WAS a Myvy.. owh.. this is probably a tip for you if you're reading... Even though the car flipped a few rounds, the air bag of the car &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DID NOT&lt;/span&gt; pop out... i repeat.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DID NOT POP OUT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my uncle's view was 3 rounds but when my unc was spinning, that car was probably already flipping..&lt;img src="http://img168.imageshack.us/img168/9623/onion08ci5.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;.. so imagine... so if it's possible, you should think twice about that car... i think it's only that car... btw, the malay guy was driving a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;2 month old&lt;/span&gt; Myvy car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's it... but before i go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For those of you who drive,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLEASE BE CAREFUL ON THE ROAD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BE SAFE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might never know what will happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PEACE OUT!!!&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/4549166339213431493-8690463557682371615?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/8690463557682371615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=8690463557682371615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/8690463557682371615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/8690463557682371615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/04/cautious-on-road.html' title='Cautious on the Road'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-179684471983564531</id><published>2009-04-24T15:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T15:59:19.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!!!</title><content type='html'>FIRST OFFF... I wanna really apologise for the LLOONNG delay of updating this blog.. i hope those who're reading previously are still with me... sniff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm back and hope my mood won't change to not blogging until my college days starts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;anyways, the post..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for the past 10++ years, there was this hotel that was built in Klang town... Gold Course Hotel.. I have never step a foot, heck, not even 10 meters from it.. so.. *shrugs*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents, and if you actually believe me, my bro went in before for a wedding dinner there once... it was held there... i was... somewhere... i cant really remember where I was and the reason for not attending that dinner... huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img101.imageshack.us/img101/7796/m082yn2.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, usually, this conversation will pop out once in a while when we're at Klang Town..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me     : Mum, all my life i've stayed in Klang.. it's SO not right i've never step foot in that hotel..&lt;br /&gt;Mum : Your living in Klang.. Why do you wanna stay in a hotel when you have a house here??&lt;br /&gt;Me     : Huh... *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so this conversation was actually long forgotten since it's been a long time since i went into Klang Town.. there's the stupid massive jam keeping us from going in.. well, we can actually go there but the idea to be stuck in the jam for a few frigging minutes just gives me headache..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img339.imageshack.us/img339/4043/animatedmonkeyemotionsddv9.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt from Ipoh got a conference in that hotel.. and because of her high ranking position, she got a suite with a queen size bed and a single bed... well, cant be called a suite.. more to like a room with more bed.. what more can you expect ehhh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually joked about going with her to just stay in the hotel for a night since she's all alone in the big room... To my suprise, she agreed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce came along with me and yesterday we jolly went to the hotel and stayed a night... errrr... can't say it was fun cause all we did there was watch American Next Top Model on tv...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went breaky in the morning at a local store near the hotel and went back to watch StarDust (and Fishie, it was NICE!!) i laughed my head off most of the time.. dude.. the lines were sarcastic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... that's it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-179684471983564531?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/179684471983564531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=179684471983564531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/179684471983564531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/179684471983564531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!!!'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-2913236320714725607</id><published>2009-03-16T18:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T18:36:39.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Joyce...</title><content type='html'>It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag 10 people. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real...nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Gan Foon Yoong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A four Letter Word:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A boy's Name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;George&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A girl's Name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. An occupation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;General Manager&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A color:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Something you wear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;..... i cant think of anything else other then G-strings but i dun wear them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A food:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Green peas ( i don't eat them!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Something found in the bathroom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Garbage bin???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. A place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. A reason for being late:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Got up late...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Something you shout:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Get lost!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. A movie title:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Genova (some movie shown in HBO before...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Something you drink:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Guava juice... hahahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. A musical group:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Green Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. An animal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Gorilla (mum's idea)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HahahahaHAHHAhhahaHAh!! now i shall tag!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Fishie!! (Evelyn)&lt;br /&gt;- Bunny (Wei Ting)&lt;br /&gt;- Justine&lt;br /&gt;- April&lt;br /&gt;- Kok Yen&lt;br /&gt;- Kiki (Jo Lin)&lt;br /&gt;- Khaleeda!!&lt;br /&gt;- Mei Shen!!&lt;br /&gt;- Joyce (hehehehehe)&lt;br /&gt;- YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, PEACE OUT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-2913236320714725607?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/2913236320714725607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=2913236320714725607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/2913236320714725607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/2913236320714725607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-harder-than-it-looks-copy-to-your.html' title='Tagged by Joyce...'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-1852382835121891681</id><published>2009-03-12T18:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T21:23:12.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KLCC Trip...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, me and my peeps went out to Klcc.. Evelyn (Fish), Teressa (Miao), Mei Shen and Fish's cousin, Jeremy (the only guy in the group) and myself... it was Fish's &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt; trip to the mall in a train.. hahaha... whoa... it was FUN!!! we didn't cover the whole of the mall (no time and we kept stuck in places for some time).. places we stop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza Hut... we took some time to reach the mall and when we did, all of us were STARVING!! So we went to the directory in search of FOOD... seeing there was no huge ones, there was one small touch screen directory.. Amused, we played with it.. hahaah... man, think passerbys must have stared cause i think we made loud noises...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, there was this Pizza shop.. Can't remember exactly what's the name (poor memory) cause we didnt stay long after seeing the high class settings of the place... =.=" so decided to go Pizza Hut instead.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;the pics are in Evelyn's camera..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after that, we went to our main objective... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;KINOKUNIYA!!!!&lt;/span&gt; it's been so long since i last step foot in it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img165.imageshack.us/img165/4135/m016el3.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;books books and more manga!!! weeee... i think we stopped there for like, 1 and a half hour.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we stroll around the shop houses and look through stuff and did window shopping... i can't afford anything i see in that place... me being poor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an art gallery there too... hahaha... Fish saw it so we went in... FREE admission.. weeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so as we wanted to head home, Miao wanted to ta pau (takeaway) Burger King... so we went there and ended up EATING there as well.. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back during the evening, and lso that was the time people of KL goes home from work... man, talk about congestion!! The monorail we gotta take from Klang to KL central was pack FULL... It was so full till when we reached Kl Central station, one of us got left behind on the train.. Jeremy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img241.imageshack.us/img241/3198/animatedmonkeygotthundezu8.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahaha.. dun worry, he managed to get back to us taking the other train heading back o Kl central i guess... it was funny in a way though... hahahaha... lucky it was Jeremy that got left behind.. i think i'll panic twice as much if it was Fish who got left behind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's all... got my SPM results today... i dun wanna talk about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img502.imageshack.us/img502/4254/onion09vs7.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OUT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-1852382835121891681?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/1852382835121891681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=1852382835121891681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/1852382835121891681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/1852382835121891681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/03/klcc-trip.html' title='KLCC Trip...'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-5544592527526752887</id><published>2009-03-10T10:12:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T10:51:50.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ipoh Mali baby!!</title><content type='html'>Ipoh mali... ipoh ipoh mali... weeee... i took a train from KL central to Ipoh with my bro and cousin for the weekend... The travelling from KL to Ipoh part wasnt a memorable thing... why, u'll ask?? here's the thing.. the train ticket says it'll take off at 1750 (5.50pm).. soo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arrived in KL central an hour early..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ate at McD just to fill our stomach...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to our platform 30 minutes early...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waited for 45 minutes, the train still isn't here...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Platform was below ground thus no air conditioner and not even a single FAN existed there..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sweat and tired (luggage), we waited for another 10 minutes...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally, it arrived but the people there said gotta wait to install more carriges..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After 20 frigging minutes, we manage to get INTO the train.. (passed by a horrible stench of the toilet)...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sat down finally and sighed loudly... by then it was 7 pm..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;What do you think?? problematic no??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/6231/monkeys43ip7.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it to Ipoh at 10 pm... and not much about it except my cousin bro and my bro breakdanced till they were all sweaty till midnight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SbXPgqrH-8I/AAAAAAAAAYI/Ul3RaFNaXho/s1600-h/DSC00557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SbXPgqrH-8I/AAAAAAAAAYI/Ul3RaFNaXho/s320/DSC00557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311379495671299010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Empty cup?? nope... got water inside... Probably because it's filtered twice and of course the water here is DEFINATELY cleaner than Klang, the water here is delicious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img165.imageshack.us/img165/4135/m016el3.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SbXP4cw-yuI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/n9xrBTfoIEY/s1600-h/DSC00565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SbXP4cw-yuI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/n9xrBTfoIEY/s320/DSC00565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311379904254626530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SUGAR... can read right?? Joyce wanted to take sugar back to the hostel.. apparently she ran out of it... Don't ask why is there and onigiri (rice ball in japanese) drawn there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SbXQWhgjEYI/AAAAAAAAAYY/5pUtktfVWeQ/s1600-h/DSC00563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SbXQWhgjEYI/AAAAAAAAAYY/5pUtktfVWeQ/s320/DSC00563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311380420923953538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SbXQwcO0bEI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Qm3oOsiFL-Y/s1600-h/DSC00564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SbXQwcO0bEI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Qm3oOsiFL-Y/s320/DSC00564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311380866184014914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mini Rubix : Woohooo... I managed to climb so high!!&lt;br /&gt;Rubix          : Heh... small brat.. i'm faster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SbXQ7_v5wkI/AAAAAAAAAYo/duMHDpT7x6w/s1600-h/DSC00558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SbXQ7_v5wkI/AAAAAAAAAYo/duMHDpT7x6w/s320/DSC00558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311381064696578626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;whoa... my uncle can cook.. hahaha.. not really.. it's just mixing the ingredients around only... i thought he only knows how to chase me around the house and attack (hit, pinch, poke.. you name it.. playfully larr of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, went out with Joyce and her friend during the day.. at night, we had tom yam in a shop.. weee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SbXRlNUYJ2I/AAAAAAAAAYw/i5qp9S-lXQc/s1600-h/DSC00574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SbXRlNUYJ2I/AAAAAAAAAYw/i5qp9S-lXQc/s320/DSC00574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311381772713863010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't take much pics here.. was super hungry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img241.imageshack.us/img241/9616/m011fl9.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the day we have to leave for Klang... My aunt made SUSHI~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SbXSPXOubUI/AAAAAAAAAZA/NUWRBphWOfw/s1600-h/DSC00587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SbXSPXOubUI/AAAAAAAAAZA/NUWRBphWOfw/s320/DSC00587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311382496929017154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SbXUAcHuI6I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/C1Q4QcizqFk/s1600-h/DSC00578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SbXUAcHuI6I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/C1Q4QcizqFk/s320/DSC00578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311384439567033250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SbXSmAwMBfI/AAAAAAAAAZI/sl5_OycF4jY/s1600-h/DSC00584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SbXSmAwMBfI/AAAAAAAAAZI/sl5_OycF4jY/s320/DSC00584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311382886032344562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm seriously think i've blog long enough.. so the process of making shushi will be posted in de next post... weeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went back at 1 and arrived home at 5... then my mum made big prawn sweet and sour... whoa... think i gain weight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img212.imageshack.us/img212/521/monkeys17ep7.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OUT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-5544592527526752887?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/5544592527526752887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=5544592527526752887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/5544592527526752887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/5544592527526752887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/03/ipoh-mali-baby.html' title='Ipoh Mali baby!!'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SbXPgqrH-8I/AAAAAAAAAYI/Ul3RaFNaXho/s72-c/DSC00557.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-4521195344192003037</id><published>2009-02-22T16:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T17:14:07.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday and Mind Games</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the 21st of February... my birthday... weeee... So we celebrated in Pizza Hut and we got a special pizza for desert.. lookie...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SaETnWs2uJI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Hk6OM83bOyU/s1600-h/DSC00541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SaETnWs2uJI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Hk6OM83bOyU/s320/DSC00541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305543402848696466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SaEUSYjt_lI/AAAAAAAAAXA/vJ1pJ3CEV5c/s1600-h/DSC00543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SaEUSYjt_lI/AAAAAAAAAXA/vJ1pJ3CEV5c/s320/DSC00543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305544142081621586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks yummy yea? hahah.. It's actually just a thin crust with choco and strawberry pastes around and if you are wondering fi the thing in the middle is ice cream, then yes it is... It's strawberry flavoured... yummy!!! Joyce's sharp eyes saw this b'day special... weeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much time spent in Jusco... We just went out and ate... My dad didn't follow cuz he just recovered from a bad stomach ache... And now the cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SaEUz2n_dlI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/rakQ4_Pk5Iw/s1600-h/DSC00546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SaEUz2n_dlI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/rakQ4_Pk5Iw/s320/DSC00546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305544717088290386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SaEVZEE7pcI/AAAAAAAAAXY/H-wCc3TjAkM/s1600-h/DSC01619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SaEVZEE7pcI/AAAAAAAAAXY/H-wCc3TjAkM/s320/DSC01619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305545356354495938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prezzie is from Joyce... Just for the fun of it... yay!! CAKE!! it's choco mint flavour... weird taste but it was ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, i have an obssesion towards mind challenging games... hahah... honestly... It all started with the rubix cube.. like i said, i have solved it (not once but many times) but still needs the instructions to help me do it... gee... i'm just lazy to memorise the steps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. there is another thing that mental challenges... i call it "the metal thing"... i don't really know what they are really called... if you know, please let me know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are two pieces of metal being tangled together.. they are seperatable... but only a lil bit difficult... here... a pic of it...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SaEWyx33G2I/AAAAAAAAAXg/bjPjGSi-TaM/s1600-h/DSC00551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SaEWyx33G2I/AAAAAAAAAXg/bjPjGSi-TaM/s320/DSC00551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305546897656060770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe... the two metal thing... ignore the mini Rubix Cube (prezzie from Joyce ^^) hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OUT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-4521195344192003037?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/4521195344192003037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=4521195344192003037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/4521195344192003037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/4521195344192003037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthday-and-mind-games.html' title='Birthday and Mind Games'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SaETnWs2uJI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Hk6OM83bOyU/s72-c/DSC00541.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-520867974362347040</id><published>2009-02-21T11:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T11:51:52.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard and Cold</title><content type='html'>As usual, Joyce came back to Klang for the weekends... Bah... thing about it is... Usually i'll get jump into the bed with my mummy ^^.. hehehe... but because my dad wasn't feeling better, we can't tell him to sleep downstairs (he has a bed of his own downstairs in his room cuz sometimes he's too lazy to climb up the stairs) and so i was kicked to the floor with a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;SUPER THIN&lt;/span&gt; mattress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/4937/onion14vh2.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in fact a little lazy to type today so i'll just tell you about my mattress incident in points..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/9010/m173vu9.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt; *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whole night slept from 2am till 7am, i didn't feel a thing (a lil bit but i didn't bother about it)..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mum woke me up at 7am to tell me to sleep on the bed, i refuses thinking my dad would snore...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mum went to work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Woke up at 9am, backache &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(no, i'm not old, despite my birthday is today)&lt;/span&gt; caused by the mattress and sat up, looking at the empty bed...&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;=.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scolding myself for being stupid and climb up the bed and rest my poor back on the comfortable bed...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;An hour later, woke up by Joyce who came in yelling for me to wake up but got on the bed and laze around too&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Asked by Joyce if i could smell "that"... i said no because the air conditioner coldness blocked my nose...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;then the air conditioner offed and i could smell "that" and asked Joyce, 'is that lunch?' and it was... so i got up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img518.imageshack.us/img518/1215/onion73ku6.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;i wanted to sleep longer... ahh wells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OUT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-520867974362347040?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/520867974362347040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=520867974362347040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/520867974362347040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/520867974362347040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/02/hard-and-cold.html' title='Hard and Cold'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-1504708833246592686</id><published>2009-02-20T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T17:11:49.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carefree Attitude...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm not a really carefree person.. (sometimes, maybe)... but i lurve carefree songs and this is one of the examples... i know, this song is kinda old but it's nice to sing along... but i love the way Mraz sang it with such carefree tone... weeeee... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm Yours by Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well you done done me and you bet i felt it&lt;br /&gt;i tried to get you but you're so hot that i melted&lt;br /&gt;i fell right through the cracks&lt;br /&gt;and i'm trying to get back&lt;br /&gt;before the cool done run out&lt;br /&gt;i'll be giving it my bestest&lt;br /&gt;nothin's going to stop me but devine intervention&lt;br /&gt;i reckon its again my turn to win some or learn some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't hesitate no more&lt;br /&gt;no more it cannot wait, i'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well open up your mind and see like me&lt;br /&gt;open up your plans and damn you're free&lt;br /&gt;look into your heart and you'll find love love love&lt;br /&gt;listen to the music of the moment maybe sing with me&lt;br /&gt;ah la peaceful melody&lt;br /&gt;its your godforsaken right to be loved love loved love love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i won't hesitate no more&lt;br /&gt;no more it cannot wait i'm sure&lt;br /&gt;theres no need to complicate&lt;br /&gt;our time is short&lt;br /&gt;this is our fate, i'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;and bendin over backwards just to try to see it clearer&lt;br /&gt;my breath fogged up the glass&lt;br /&gt;so i drew a new face and laughed&lt;br /&gt;i guess what i'm sayin is there ain't no better reason&lt;br /&gt;to rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons&lt;br /&gt;its what we aim to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;our name is our virtue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't hesitate no more&lt;br /&gt;no more it cannot wait i'm sure&lt;br /&gt;theres no need to complicate&lt;br /&gt;our time is short&lt;br /&gt;it cannot wait, i'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OUT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-1504708833246592686?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/1504708833246592686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=1504708833246592686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/1504708833246592686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/1504708833246592686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/02/carefree-attitude.html' title='Carefree Attitude...'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-3657952063691882551</id><published>2009-02-20T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T00:14:22.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight Oil</title><content type='html'>I'm burning one of my unusual midnight oil... not because exams are near... just for the fun of it... if my mum finds out i'm still downstairs, she's gonna kill me... *shivers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of those nights i'm staying up late for no particular reason (mostly because my mum is sleeping now)... So i'm here, browsing the net (gosh, i feel like i'm just crapping here) and waiting for my eyelids to close just a little.. i'm welcoming sleep anytime now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing about me is that even if i'm not online at this hour, i will at least stay up until 2am in the morning doing other stuff (eg. drawing, reading, yada yada yada) until sleep yells at me to hit the pillow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my mum took me for a test drive on the Honda around the neighbourhood *surprised*... and as expected, i can't hold a grip on the new (old actually) car i'm driving... a little shaky but i guess i'll manage in no time... I've gotta get my P license to really get to the main road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum kept yelling (not literally) instructions in my ears when i drive.. man, i couldn't concentrate... haiz... ahh wells... i guess all parents are like that once their child had JUSt passed her driving exam... i've gotta endure her's next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't use the emoticon today because i'm extreamly lazy and my bro is threatening to wake my mum up and tell her i'm still online... if he does, i shall be banned from using the computer for at least the next few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OUT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-3657952063691882551?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/3657952063691882551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=3657952063691882551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/3657952063691882551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/3657952063691882551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/02/midnight-oil.html' title='Midnight Oil'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-3882979851962657487</id><published>2009-02-18T10:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:17:45.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SZttiY3IfkI/AAAAAAAAAWM/-xtIBWavHXE/s1600-h/DSC00536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SZttiY3IfkI/AAAAAAAAAWM/-xtIBWavHXE/s320/DSC00536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303953423715565122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookie Fishie ^ ^... haiz... it didn't turn out the way i wanted it to be though... Zero pairs... Youji and Natsuo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, half of the time my mind was empty while this picture was processed... However, i can never really draw without music... I gotta have music blasting into my ears to draw... ahh wells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since i've passed the driving exam, i've nothing to look forward to except my P license and driving my mum's Honda.. Yesterday i decided to crack a joke and see if she allows me to drive a lil bit (more to like a few feet till the end of the road of my neighbourhood)... it was about 7pm or somewhere around that time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me        : Mum, can i drive just a little bit? i wanna try out the car.&lt;br /&gt;Mum    : No! It's late and it's at night.&lt;br /&gt;Me        : But you said if i pass you would let me drive..&lt;br /&gt;Mum    : Not at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img518.imageshack.us/img518/1215/onion73ku6.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fair!! Haiz... i've gotta get that P license card thingy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img150.imageshack.us/img150/8531/msnredfoxsmilies13mv5.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-3882979851962657487?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/3882979851962657487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=3882979851962657487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/3882979851962657487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/3882979851962657487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/02/lookie-fishie.html' title='Random Updates'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SZttiY3IfkI/AAAAAAAAAWM/-xtIBWavHXE/s72-c/DSC00536.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-4234768160620511861</id><published>2009-02-16T15:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T15:32:58.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACED IT!!</title><content type='html'>WOOTTT!!!! Yesh!! I aced that driving test... weeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I didn't really slept well yesterday night... was &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;REALLY &lt;/span&gt;worried about the road test part... the parking and stuff... it was ok but seriously, the road test was scaring me to the bones... Like i said in the previous post... the round about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instructor told me to get ready by 7.30am and he'll pick me up from home to the institute... So as instructed by both my mum and instructor... I am to sleep early... Man, i'm a night person... i can't even sleep unless it's 1am to 2am everyday... and they expect me to sleep at 10.30pm... Haizzz... well, i can sleep but the worry got into me and as usual, i didn't sleep till it was 12 something... Can't blame me for being nervous!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my bad... I was reluctant to get up by 6.30am to bath and eat breakfast... my mum broke into the room and told me to get up... i didn't want to move an inch till a text message was recieved&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; (my handphone made sounds that i couldn't ignore)&lt;/span&gt;.. lazily i reached out for the phone and asking myself "who the heck sends messages this early?!" and it unexpectedly came from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Justine&lt;/span&gt;... a good luck note plus encouragement brightens up my day... then, i got up from the lousy bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instructor came preciesly at 7.30am... and so i reached there 15 minutes later to find the place packed with students..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img241.imageshack.us/img241/3198/animatedmonkeygotthundezu8.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself ''It's gonna be a long day" and it was... Dude.. You don't wanna be there... i nearly lost my patience... i mean, who wouldn't if your alone in the exam grounds and arrived at 7.45am only to find your name to be called for the first half of the exam at 9.20am?! gosh... i waited for SOOOOOO long... gee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i passed it... though i hated the car that i drove... usually in my instructor's car, i let go of the clutch just a little and the car will move... i was used to it... THEN when i got into the exam car (different car) the car won't move... I placed the gear shaft in the right position properly... there was the care taker embarassed me to the others saying the car won't move if the gear wasn't in place.. honestly, i wasn't stupid but that old fool made me look stupid... only to find out later that i had to lift my clutch higher to make the damn car moved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/1763/animatedmonkeymouthonfibs7.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i passed the first half...  i looked at my phone... it was about 10am... so i waited for the second half... the road test.. and waited... and waited... and waited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/6231/monkeys43ip7.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like screaming... I guess the crowd was just... crowded... it was not until 12pm i got my turn on the wheels... geee... so i did the road test and got 18/20... hehe... i PASSED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img244.imageshack.us/img244/8602/m129iv0.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord!! wee... my prayer was answered... phew... now waiting for my P license to come out and then... ngeh ngeh ngeh... i SHALL experiment on my mum's Honda... been waiting for the moment... weeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OUT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-4234768160620511861?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/4234768160620511861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=4234768160620511861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/4234768160620511861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/4234768160620511861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/02/aced-it.html' title='ACED IT!!'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-97449466164107391</id><published>2009-02-15T17:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T18:11:33.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow is the Day</title><content type='html'>AhhhhHHH!!! Tomorrow is the day... ishk... i'm not really prepared for this... It's my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DRIVING EXAM&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img212.imageshack.us/img212/521/monkeys17ep7.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly.. This time I don't really know how will I do... i mean... the theory part wasn't that good... I did manage to pass though.. 43/50... for that particular test i didn't reallt study for it... i just did a lot of practices on the pc.. &lt;img src="http://img254.imageshack.us/img254/4909/onionheadfake9fx9.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not proud of it but, heck, at least i passed it... now for the practical part (the driving), i'm mostly worried about the round about junction... argh... because of the exam route was at the factory site, there are a lot of BIG lorries going around that round about junction... untill now i'm still a little shaky at that part... i can't seem to really get it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/6231/monkeys43ip7.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... i guess all i can do is pray for a nice examiner and i hope he pass me... argh... hope everything goes fine tomorrow... i HAVE to pass... or else my mum's gonna slice my throat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/3817/monkeys8rq7.gif" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... i know... i have emoticons in my blog... it's all BIG THANKS to my cousin, Joyce!!! hehehehe... she provided me the emoticons and now i have more live in this blog... weeee... more emoticons to come.. weeee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-97449466164107391?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/97449466164107391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=97449466164107391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/97449466164107391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/97449466164107391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/02/tomorrow-is-day.html' title='Tomorrow is the Day'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-5444446477360995402</id><published>2009-02-13T17:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T17:28:50.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boy and his Picture</title><content type='html'>This is the 2nd post of the day but it is&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; COMPLETELY&lt;/span&gt; irrelevant with the post below but it happened on that same day... it's so ironic that i JUST have to post it here... here's a picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SZU6Xk-BOXI/AAAAAAAAAVs/UZvbsgxItYQ/s1600-h/P1000915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SZU6Xk-BOXI/AAAAAAAAAVs/UZvbsgxItYQ/s320/P1000915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302208313033832818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was taken by my cousin during my bro's birthday... it was on 1st of January 2009... his 15th birthday... well.. it is my brother up there... and so today he stumble on this picture in my cousin's blog and this, err, conversation took place...&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Brother             : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hey! That guy looks like me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin               : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It IS you larrr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me                     : =.="&lt;br /&gt;Brother             : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Wah!! My hair was THAT long arrr??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin and Me : =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Honestly, I can't believe my bro can't recognize his OWN picture... this is so.... dumb... haiz... o wells... if you look at the cake properly.. the word&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; "dearest"&lt;/span&gt; is missing a letter &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;'T'&lt;/span&gt;... hmmmm... wonder which cake shop did we buy that cake from?? ahhhH... Got it... But i won't tell you people.. hehehehe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-5444446477360995402?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/5444446477360995402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=5444446477360995402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/5444446477360995402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/5444446477360995402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/02/boy-and-his-picture.html' title='The Boy and his Picture'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SZU6Xk-BOXI/AAAAAAAAAVs/UZvbsgxItYQ/s72-c/P1000915.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-3401424983199412786</id><published>2009-02-13T16:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T17:13:37.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mystery SOLVED!!!</title><content type='html'>Since my cousin found out that her roomie (room mate from the hostel) is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PROFESSIONAL &lt;/span&gt;Rubix Cube solver, she just cant resist asking her for help.. and so the quest to solve the Rubix Cube begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case, i said IN CASE you people have no idea what a rubix cube is, here's a pic that'll help you understand...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SZU2zX-AbbI/AAAAAAAAAVM/jOQongzYvp8/s1600-h/DSC00524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 172px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SZU2zX-AbbI/AAAAAAAAAVM/jOQongzYvp8/s320/DSC00524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302204392533945778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep.. that is a Rubix Cube... and oh, that Rubix Cube was once messed up and i have no idea how to solve it till my cousin found the way... a lil help from her roomie and also the World Wide Web&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;(www.. the internet larrrr)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehehe... today was my first suscess... weeeee... hope to solve again in de future... hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SZU44xMapVI/AAAAAAAAAVU/miINwDxcJ9E/s1600-h/Untitled-Stitched-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 418px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SZU44xMapVI/AAAAAAAAAVU/miINwDxcJ9E/s320/Untitled-Stitched-04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302206684227872082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin was a better solver than me... she had another way of solving it... which i am yet to learn... the thing about the Rubix Cube is that the middle of every corner doesnt move... seriously... so instead of boring all sides coloured, she did this... it was an idea from her roomie anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt; lookie... haiz... wanna do that tooo... blekk... o wells... gotta work hard... YOSH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-3401424983199412786?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/3401424983199412786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=3401424983199412786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/3401424983199412786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/3401424983199412786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/02/mystery-solved.html' title='The Mystery SOLVED!!!'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SZU2zX-AbbI/AAAAAAAAAVM/jOQongzYvp8/s72-c/DSC00524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-608705053652740736</id><published>2009-02-12T20:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:45:30.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story of the Router...</title><content type='html'>Today my cousin sis, Joyce finally came down to Klang for the weekends... last week she didn't come down because she had a progress test in college &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;(man, college life is hectic!!)&lt;/span&gt; but last week my dad fell ill so it wasn't a problem... that kept me busy for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to the main story... My mum had just installed streamxy &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(yes, i know... i'm slow at updating things and i should have streamxy a long time ago but just shut up and read..)&lt;/span&gt; so there's a fast net... usually she wun even bother to go online here because of the slow line i used to have... now she's more than happy to use it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; there's only one modem for one pc.. now how can 2 teenager share &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; pc to online.. man, that'll be awkward... i mean stuff that i wanna do clashes with whatever she wanna do... it'll be some headache...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Fortunately&lt;/span&gt;, a device named a 'router' exist in the technology world... :) 3 hip hips for it... hip hip hurray!! x3... &lt;&lt;&lt; is lazy to type 3 times... Router is somethin that enable multiple users to online at the same time... weeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got down to doing the wires... ALOT of wires... haiz... after tangling ourself to solve the wire problems, it was DONE... phew... i thought i was gonna drown (i'm seriously exaggerating.. there are only 3 extra wires..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, wires... done... now the connection... it wasn't done... Joyce's laptop wun budge through the net... even she was using my username and also my password... i dun know mine so that's probably y it didn't budge through... after one hell of thinking period i told her to use her own house account with her own password... she thought it wouldn't work but I told her just &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;TRY IT&lt;/span&gt; anyway... and she got through... =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumb right... thinkin and cracking our heads for 5 minutes and the solution was soooo easy... haiz....  wat a day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-608705053652740736?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/608705053652740736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=608705053652740736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/608705053652740736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/608705053652740736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/02/story-of-router.html' title='The Story of the Router...'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-7287741434094947099</id><published>2009-02-09T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T21:25:19.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revenge of the Fish...</title><content type='html'>Tagged by Fish... =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tag/pass you is?&lt;br /&gt;  Fishie (Evelyn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;Frenz... i can't imagine it beyond that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your five impression of her/him?&lt;br /&gt;  1)  A nerd&lt;br /&gt;2) An artist&lt;br /&gt;3) Funny&lt;br /&gt;4) A slave&lt;br /&gt;5) A good friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing she/he had done for you?&lt;br /&gt;  Making me laugh till me tears fall off at school once..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing she/he had said to you?&lt;br /&gt;  nah, ur SasuNaru... hahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover you will?&lt;br /&gt;  Like i said, i can't imagine it beyond friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If she/he become your lover, thing she/he has to improve is?&lt;br /&gt;  Swt!! refer to the answer above!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If she/he becomes ur enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;  . . . . . . . i can't find a reason for us to be enemies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be?&lt;br /&gt;  Refer to de answer above again!! ^^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for her/him now is?&lt;br /&gt;   Finish this tag... =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of her/him?&lt;br /&gt;   A funny fish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How do you think ppl around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;   i dunno... all i know is fish sees me as Garfield... =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The characters you love of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;   I'm sarcastic at times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, the characters you hate of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;   My talkative mouth and also my inability to draw well.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;   Tetsuya Nomura but that's just a dream ain't it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. For the person who care and like you, say something to them?&lt;br /&gt;   Give me a hug *flung hands out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 persons that you wished to know how they feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;   Err... E~~to&lt;br /&gt;   1) Joyce (jie... do it!!)&lt;br /&gt;2) Bunny!!&lt;br /&gt;3) Justine... ha! my turn to tag u!!&lt;br /&gt;4) April&lt;br /&gt;5) Kiki (jo Lin) if ur reading this&lt;br /&gt;6) Audrey&lt;br /&gt;7) Kok Yen? i'm running out of ppl to tag..&lt;br /&gt;8) Ally!!&lt;br /&gt;9) Khaleeda.. (woot!! forgot about her)&lt;br /&gt;10) if can larrr... Fishie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is No. 6 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;   (Audrey) With Lee Hom?? jz to make her happy... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is No.9 a female or a male?&lt;br /&gt;   (Khaleeda) female larrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If No. 7 and No. 10 are together, will that be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;   (KY and Fish) I have no idea... din realise dey'll end up as a pair in this question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is No.2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;   (Bunny) now i have no idea... in future... CGI director in Japan.. (did i get it right??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When was the last time you had a chat with No.3?&lt;br /&gt;   (Justine) erm... think last week?? i have a horrible memory..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What kind of music band does No.8 likes?&lt;br /&gt;   (Ally) errrr... hmm.. english songs??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Does No.1 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;   (Joyce) yes.. Joshua.. and me if i'm counted... i'm her cousin sis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Will you woo No.3?&lt;br /&gt;   i dun understand de ques... stupid Fish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How about No.7?&lt;br /&gt;   wha???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Is No.4 single?&lt;br /&gt;   (April) ngeh ngeh... NO!! she's wid Andy Mok!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is the surname of No. 5?&lt;br /&gt;   (Jo Lin) Tee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Whats the hobby of No.10?&lt;br /&gt;   (Fish) err.. drawing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Does No.5 and No. 9 get along well with each other??&lt;br /&gt;   (Jo Lin and Khaleeda) ok i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Where's No.2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;   I think she's flying to Japan soon for her future studies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. talk something casually bout No. 1&lt;br /&gt;   (Joyce) she's my closest elder cousin sis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you try developing feelings for no.6?&lt;br /&gt;   (Audrey) errr... I'm straight!! i like guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Where does no. 9 live at?&lt;br /&gt;   (Khaleeda) i don't know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What colour does No. 4 like?&lt;br /&gt;   (April) saaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Are no.5 and no.1 best fren?&lt;br /&gt;   (Joyce and Jo Lin) they don't know each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;   (Kok Yen) she could be.. if she wants i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What is No.6 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;   (drooling over Lee Hom) hehehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah... de people i listed for the tag... pls do it.. hehehehe... and if ur reading this, might as well do it... weeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first tag by Fish and she gave 38 questions... sheesh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-7287741434094947099?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/7287741434094947099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=7287741434094947099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/7287741434094947099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/7287741434094947099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/02/revenge-of-fish.html' title='Revenge of the Fish...'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-547806447235842389</id><published>2009-02-05T10:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T11:08:16.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant : Jogging Spot does NOT = Mat Rempit</title><content type='html'>Yesterday evening was a good day... weee.. the weather was in a good mood and both my mum and I made our way to the fresh aired, open and wide jogging park (taman rakyat)... well... it's been at least 3 years since we step foot in there... things change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got down from the car, the first thing i smell was exhaust gas from the cars... yep, the parking lot was outside.. heh... so much for my lungs being healthy... so we went inside and took a walk first before i splint into a jog... not even quarter of the journey around the park, VROOOOOMMMMM. you might wanna take a guess which vehicle that sound belonged to... motorcycles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh, these people are getting out of hand.. they, who are mostly know as 'mat rempit' went zooming down the street doing stunts.. they were polluting the sound around the environment and also damaging my delicate ears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secretly, i was hoping them noisy people to fall off their bike... this guy did some stunt and my mum asked ''These people performing circus or what?" if it was, well people are watching &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(heck, it's their fault for creating such uncomfortable noise that i just have to glare at them and hope they would fall off)&lt;/span&gt;... so much for the quiet jogging spot, ehhhH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation wasn't very relaxing until we got to the inner part of the jogging park.. thankfully it's quiet, fresh aired and they have really nice shades 'cause there were lots of trees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my legs are just stiff... I forgot to stretch before i started to run.. that was a mistake.. urgh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise my last 3 posts including this one had been non other than jogging experience... basically, it's the only activity that brightens up my day these days... hahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-547806447235842389?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/547806447235842389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=547806447235842389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/547806447235842389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/547806447235842389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/02/rant-jogging-spot-does-not-mat-rempit.html' title='Rant : Jogging Spot does NOT = Mat Rempit'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-2233125274998136908</id><published>2009-02-04T10:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T10:21:07.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jogging time must = good weather</title><content type='html'>somehow these days, the weather had been crazy... i mean, before CNY (Chinese New Year), the weather was cloudy and rainy making the atmosphere &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt;.. brrr.. i did shiver from the cold... then DURING CNY, it was blazing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;!!  seriously, i find myself sweating even under the fan... that time i was annoyed.. my sweats will smear on my new clothes and i would get all sticky.. eekk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i wouldn't mind the heat.. i need them to burn the fats in my body since i'm jogging but the weather has other plans... the sky decided to cry yesterday evening... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt; the clouds were so dark... damn, we were suppose to jog at the jogging park... sniff... my mum said "the rain might pour down any moment so we don't go" =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro was cycling around the housing area so might as well run with him as he cycle.. it has been.. about 3 years since i've run seriously... during cross country i didn't really run... i did but walked most of it... so after 2 rounds of i think similar to 400m run, i could run no more.. how embarrasing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rain poured down after that... drizzled at first but when i got into the gates, the rain jz poured down like an open tap... o wells.. hope this evening would be better...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-2233125274998136908?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/2233125274998136908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=2233125274998136908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/2233125274998136908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/2233125274998136908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/02/jogging-time-must-good-weather.html' title='Jogging time must = good weather'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-6056878688653926415</id><published>2009-02-03T15:01:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T15:28:59.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jogging + Sweat a Lot = Slim Waist?? O.o</title><content type='html'>Ok, so it's a few days after the busy days of Chinese New Year.. School has started again and parents back to work.. Joyce, my cousin is back to her hostel and will be back with me during the weekend and the rest of her family went back to Ipoh.. haiz... the house seems so quiet again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i planned to carry out my slimming program.. no I'm not on a diet and will starve myself to death.. i was gonna jog around the housing area or the jogging park nearby my house.. heck, not my fault being weight conscious now since I've been getting comments that I'm getting fatter by my parents... =.=" &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stares will be thrown at me if i grab a few extra snacks after dinner or lunch and nasty comments will pierce though my heart... Haizzz.... Then it hit me... i gotta lose some of these fats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i told my mum 2 days ago that I'll jog in the mornings after the CNY but being the over protective mother she is (not that I'm complaining.. i love her this way) she said she would accompany me in a jog at the evening...  cases like rapists all over Klang town and kidnapped cases really scares her and me.. so i don't mind her company.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(anybody else wanna join??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she has a nasty case of fong fei kei (not turning out) when it comes to jogging or any exercise activities she volunteered in her system... haiz... i told her that she better make it this time and she said she would.. though came back yesterday and said that there's midnight prayers and all so she's tired and we end up staying at home... =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i mind... i know she's tired, being a working mum and all... o wells... we're gonna jog today too... but if it doesn't work out again, gonna bury myself in the internet... guess i gotta wait for the weekends for my cousin... hope not... won't get slim before going to college then... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-6056878688653926415?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/6056878688653926415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=6056878688653926415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/6056878688653926415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/6056878688653926415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/02/jogging-sweat-lot-slim-waist-oo.html' title='Jogging + Sweat a Lot = Slim Waist?? O.o'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-3990699366065223495</id><published>2009-01-31T22:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T12:16:09.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions to Answer...</title><content type='html'>Questions are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How much do you spend on clothes per month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RM0.00.&lt;/span&gt; i Don't spend much on clothes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who is more important to you? Friends or boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, the word&lt;/span&gt; ‘friend’ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exists in both.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;&lt; i'm taking my friend, Justine's answer because i agree with her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How often did you ever think of suicide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not once..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Enough to say that i have enough confidence.. not more than that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How many babies do you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't know.. i can't see the future... i don't wanna guess either..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll see it if it appears after the rain... =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lose some weight.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What kept you of being who you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My guilty pleasures...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What's a perfect girlfriend/boyfriend like to you? (List 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ehhh??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What are you really afraid of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anything that should be afraid of??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What are your bad habits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can't refuse to do a tag by a friend.. watching yaoi (gay) anime because i like them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Is there anything you want to tell the people who hate you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever the reason is that you hate me, i don't think i'll hate you more that you hate me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. State a random fact about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am a girl...&lt;/span&gt; =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What does flying mean to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Having wings and be able to sore in the sky... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you crave for most currently?&lt;br /&gt;Loveless (title of an anime) and a book!! A good book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Most unexpected gift you received so far and when?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A tag to do from a friend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Describe the person who tagged you. Honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A book worm who does dozens of tags.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What have you done to yourself that makes yourself happy?&lt;br /&gt;Watching Loveless (gay anime) and reading the manga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What will you become in another 10 years to come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As seen in God’s eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If you can choose how you want to end your life, how would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By God’s will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I can't remember the last time I chose to spread contagions such as this, I tag my cousin sis, Joyce, Fishie (evelyn), Bunny (Wei Ting) and all who are reading this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for Justine... i said i would make her an exception seeing that she went through this tag twice... i'm a good girl... weee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-3990699366065223495?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/3990699366065223495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=3990699366065223495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/3990699366065223495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/3990699366065223495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/01/questions-to-answer.html' title='Questions to Answer...'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-8562760915391266846</id><published>2009-01-21T19:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T19:18:46.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakable Stuff</title><content type='html'>There were 3 things i thought that was gonna break today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off... my hands... I saw a couple of people side parking when i was at the driving institute for some boring lecture... some skinny ladies looked as though turning their stearing was something really hard to do... well, i thought it was pretty easy since i was on the road and all... but i was wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, i did de side parking and when i turned the stearing to it's maximum limit, i thought my hands were gonna break... =.=" eekk... o came home all exhausted... sheesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, Bunny's adorable hand made card.. Got your card today Bunny... was staring at the ''Thank you mr. Postman" you written at the side of de envelope for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heck, cant help it if it was that obvious... anyway, i was like =.=" wen i saw an envelope within an envelope... swt... though the 2nd envelope was harder to open...i was afraid to break that little flower you put as the seal.. swt... now i know what Fishie meant in her post... hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, my brain and head.. tried to get online so many times this afternoon but couldn't get through.. argh... thought my head was gonna explode...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-8562760915391266846?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/8562760915391266846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=8562760915391266846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/8562760915391266846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/8562760915391266846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/01/breakable-stuff.html' title='Breakable Stuff'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-7666309067915668341</id><published>2009-01-19T12:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:29:18.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decoded</title><content type='html'>I'm back to watchin MTV and some music channel that i abandon since Anime came into my life... heck, not my fault if sometimes Astro has no interesting programme... even though it has more than 100 channels, din really get my attention...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching the Twilight movie, i didn't really bother to find out the OST for it till i came across the video clip in MTV and i kept seeing it on tv... it was kinda cool and the song is nice.. woot... a lil dark element kinda depressing song... hahaha... and i love the guitar... woot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;Decode&lt;/span&gt; by Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How can I decide what's right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When you're clouding up my mind &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't win your losing fight all the time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No care to ever own what's mine &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When you're always taking sides &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But you wont take away my pride &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No not this time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not this time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How did we get here? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well I use to know you so well &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How did we get here? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, I think I know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The truth is hiding in your eyes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And its hanging on your tongue &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Just boiling in my blood,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But you think that I can't see &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What kind of man that you are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you're a man at all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, I will figure this one out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On my own ("I'm screaming I love you so")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On my own (My thoughts you can't decode)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you see what we've done? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We've gone and made such fools of ourselves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you see what we've done? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We've gone and made such fools of ourselves &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think I know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think I know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There is something I see in you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It might kill me I want it to be true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think this song's based on Bella's thoughts... hahahaha... that's what i think though... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Adios!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-7666309067915668341?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/7666309067915668341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=7666309067915668341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/7666309067915668341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/7666309067915668341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/01/decoded.html' title='Decoded'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-4829439337256183708</id><published>2009-01-16T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T19:47:28.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shows..</title><content type='html'>Yahoo... today got some excitement at least... watched 2 movies my cousin downloaded today... i know they're old but who cares anyway.. Alvin and the Chipmunks and Enchanted... well, Alvin and the Chipmunks was... funny.. and... funny... hahahahah... i mean, who won't squel for 3 adorable chipmunks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enchanted was... well... jaw dropping... seriously, i've heard about the movie being funny but not dramatic... it was drama all the way through... and i think Prince Edward was more of the Drama Queen than Giselle (the Princess)... seriously... begining of the movie, when he found Giselle, he went.. ''Giselle! We shall be married in the morning!'' and i went =.="... o wells... better that doing nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm watching the Naruto fillers again, curtesy of Miao's collection of cds... i'm out of Anime to watch (my addiction is getting out of hand) and i didn't watch the fillers last time so watch lorrr... but i seriously appreciate if anyone can provide me with Shippuden... haiz... been left out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish!! i wan Sasunaru pics... Shyt... see larrr... got me into another pair... haiz.. nvm... since Itachi is dead, might as well concentrate on the living... hahahaha... Sorry Bunny (if your reading this)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah... can't wait for my next driving lesson.. weee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-4829439337256183708?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/4829439337256183708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=4829439337256183708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/4829439337256183708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/4829439337256183708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/01/shows.html' title='Shows..'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-2707216342356374669</id><published>2009-01-15T13:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T13:36:38.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold and Bored at Home</title><content type='html'>These days, i've been staring at the computer more than i even look at my own hands... i've been seriously bored at home and i'm out of Anime to watch... Most of my friends had started their college classes and some are working their asses out (this applies to only SOME who are working.. ahem  =.=) and i'm staying at home like a princess looking at the pc the whole day and find myself standing, doing nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also noticed that this would probably go on for another 2 months before i get my result and really get my college classes started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing i can look forward to is my cousin sister coming to our house every weekend to stay over.. she just moved in to Sunway Hostel so we're nearer to each other... quite happy about it because over the years i only get to see her during the holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My driving lessons are getting fun (no, i did not bang nor crash nor hit anything or what-so-ever) but it only last for 2 hours max per lesson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miao abandon me and got herself a job in Bt. Tinggi Jusco and Fish went and slack in her dad's office (she getting paid for this.. annoying.. =.=")... my bro started his school term (not that i'm bothered about it but at least he's occupied in something)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get a job but my mum won't let.. ah wells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either my fats are failing to keep me warm and are just useless or is it just cold these days?? it has been raining and everytime i sit in the living room, watching some drama, i would shiver from the cold.. the fan power was in no.1 for crying out loud.. that's like the lowest level it can go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold... Cold.. Cold... *shivers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-2707216342356374669?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/2707216342356374669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=2707216342356374669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/2707216342356374669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/2707216342356374669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/01/cold-and-bored-at-home.html' title='Cold and Bored at Home'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-7977942917750236552</id><published>2009-01-13T15:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T16:15:46.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tang Lung (lanterns)...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SWxHzMI0kII/AAAAAAAAAQM/--AUB_IhXv8/s1600-h/DSC00497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290682607010615426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SWxHzMI0kII/AAAAAAAAAQM/--AUB_IhXv8/s320/DSC00497.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;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did i enlarged the tang lung with the photoshop?? think again...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290685493772159378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SWxKbOKaCZI/AAAAAAAAAQc/YvDqKp1RjOs/s320/DSC00498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;see those little homosapiens down there?? i took this when i was walking in Times Square... due to Chinese New Year popping up next, the whole place was with lanterns all over the place... this is probably the main hall... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm seriously bored... cant wait to collect ang pau for this year though... woot! hmmm... *chanting money money*... hehehe... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mum haven't gone into spring cleaning mode yet... i bet she will soon and she'll have me clean my room... urgh... then gotta decorate the house and all... wat a pain... haizzz... o wells... i guess gotta brighten up the place or it'll look dull on a red festive season like this... blekkk..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-7977942917750236552?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/7977942917750236552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=7977942917750236552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/7977942917750236552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/7977942917750236552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/01/tang-lung-lanterns.html' title='Tang Lung (lanterns)...'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SWxHzMI0kII/AAAAAAAAAQM/--AUB_IhXv8/s72-c/DSC00497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-210583929309912811</id><published>2009-01-09T22:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T22:38:57.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosplay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SWdd1AsPojI/AAAAAAAAAQE/TFb3JPhfPOk/s1600-h/DSC00496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289299452669960754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SWdd1AsPojI/AAAAAAAAAQE/TFb3JPhfPOk/s320/DSC00496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As promised Fishie... here it is... it's just some random thing i drew out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know... compared to your art work and Bunny's, mine sucks but i'm happy with it... hahahaha... it's just a sketch i did in the dead of the night... i was seriously bored and i just drew her out... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fish (Evelyn) is trying to persuade me to Cosplay with her... I don't really like cosplay... i don't despise it... i just don't find interest in them... i don't really know what character should i cosplay as though... all the costume have to make ourselves is another thing... so troublesome... but a Bleach character would do... Naruto outfits are just too out of the world... =.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-210583929309912811?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/210583929309912811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=210583929309912811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/210583929309912811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/210583929309912811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/01/as-promised-fishie.html' title='Cosplay?'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SWdd1AsPojI/AAAAAAAAAQE/TFb3JPhfPOk/s72-c/DSC00496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-7430313225683026435</id><published>2009-01-06T11:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T12:03:14.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Owww, my hands!</title><content type='html'>Every year, i'll wake up on the first day of school... being the lazy ass in the house, the littole voice in my head will go "Oh man... School.." =.=... this year on the other hand, i woke up with half excitement in my body... "YAY! School!... and the other half? Well, i haven't gotten over my laziness in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yesterday was the first day of school... not for me though... but i went to school anyways... Why??? well, it's the reason my arms are hurt... hahahaha... went over to school to distribute the magazine as a former Editorial Board member... Bunny came along too... Along with Kit Teng, Kok Yen and Brinda (our boss)... ahhh... all old members of MGS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had to arrange the mag according to the classes... KY did the paperwork while our boss disappeared to the Primary school bookshop... Helping her aunt out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KT, Bunny and myself had to carry all the form 5 of class '08 to the EB (Editorial Board) room for storage... and where's the EB room?? o yea... it was on the 2nd floor in our tallest building in MGS... man... those flight of staircases... we dropped dead when we finally reach... well, not literally.. we just pant real loud... gosh... my back ached when i got to the top... now my arms hurts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the price for not exercising during the holidays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after that, KT disappeared as well.. she was off to her music class... i dont know which instrument though... she has so many... swt... =.=" KY then ran off to do some paperwork i guess and Pn. Farina (EB teacher) wasn't in the room either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So left me and Bunny... when i was doing my job, that rabbit showed me some FMA video on Burger Kings... stupid thing was so funny till it distracted me from my work... haiz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o wells...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-7430313225683026435?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/7430313225683026435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=7430313225683026435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/7430313225683026435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/7430313225683026435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2009/01/owww-my-hands.html' title='Owww, my hands!'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-2780485236736622182</id><published>2008-12-31T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T15:33:48.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dang those Anime...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SVsgPJcGeoI/AAAAAAAAAP8/WbfClBP3E9k/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285854032253319810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SVsgPJcGeoI/AAAAAAAAAP8/WbfClBP3E9k/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The above anime title is Nabari no Ou... not trying to do a promotion... check it out if you want to.. it's a nice Anime... just here to rant about it.. it's a briliant Anime wid good storyline... The problem?? it has a sucky ending!!! YES!!! it ended with a death of someone important... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not the only Anime i've wastched that has a painful and sad ending... in fact, i lost counted of Animes that have sad endings... I've just realise sometimes these Anime Directors of manga creator has some sadist attitude... pleasure in killing off characters, especially main ones which seriously ticks fans out... grrrr... BAH!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's my last Anime of the year 2008!! HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-2780485236736622182?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/2780485236736622182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=2780485236736622182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/2780485236736622182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/2780485236736622182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2008/12/dang-those-anime.html' title='Dang those Anime...'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SVsgPJcGeoI/AAAAAAAAAP8/WbfClBP3E9k/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-2099971032812550814</id><published>2008-12-25T21:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T21:40:22.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas to all that's reading this post... hehehehe... 25th of December, a day to remember.. wahahaha... got it from Disney... anyway, this year Christmas ain't different from others... there's the food, the Christmas tree and presents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today my family and i crashed into my aunt's house in Damansara... well, she has 3 active kids who turns out to have lots of present in their home... hahahaha... i was looking at their presents... kinda jealous though.. hehehe.. as we grow older, our amount of present decreses... so i commented...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me : Wow yee (i call my aunt that), there's a lot of presents around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunt : Yea cuz all my friends came last night. The kids actually opened half of it yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me : O.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that just proved that they had lots of presents...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283716280824402530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SVOH9ox8kmI/AAAAAAAAAPc/-eP8wLDZG-4/s320/DSC00464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know i said there are 3 active kids but one, the youngest was taking an afternoon nap when we arrived... errr... he notified us that he's awake by crying a few minutes later... =.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so got bored after eating and decided to burn some fats, brother and i went for a stroll in the apartment park downstairs... equipped with a pool... so here's what happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283717120666907122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SVOIuhcAMfI/AAAAAAAAAPk/EcyatpaCayo/s320/DSC00467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283717462016581474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SVOJCZEG32I/AAAAAAAAAPs/gtGfTL7Dbxo/s320/DSC00469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHY????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283718240014238498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SVOJvrVNAyI/AAAAAAAAAP0/G0AIhWLM1Lg/s320/DSC00471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's why... he took 2 sip of red wine and half cup of orange juice (took from a big bowl) whom my uncle said it contained little bit of vodca and brandy... and he got high... how useless.. hahahahahahah... it's his first time drinking liquor... so he said... "I'm not inserting anymore alcohol into my body!!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Funny thing is, when we (me and my bro) eyed on the orange juice, my mum actually said that if we take in too much alcohol as kids, we'll get brain damage. (it isn't true, is it?).. standing behind her was a doctor which is a friend of my aunt's... She looked at my mum with wide eyes... my bro and i laughed out loud... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If it was true, den an alcoholic fren of mine would have gotten her brains all damaged... o wells, it's corrupted anyways... it wouldn't make any difference... wahahahaha... :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-2099971032812550814?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/2099971032812550814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=2099971032812550814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/2099971032812550814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/2099971032812550814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!!'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SVOH9ox8kmI/AAAAAAAAAPc/-eP8wLDZG-4/s72-c/DSC00464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-5953572774116816792</id><published>2008-12-23T13:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T13:38:42.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Things</title><content type='html'>First off... i appologise for not updating so often... i just don't have anything to post though... been stuck at home playing games on the PS and nothing more.. can't really blog on things i've done  in a day though... it would just make my blog into my personal journal... hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are updates about me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i passed my Undang (driving theory) test...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;honestly speaking... i didn't really study on this test.. XP went for the most longest and boring lecture of my life for 5 hours in the institute with Miao (Teressa)... it was horrible... i cant even keep my eyes open... but i manage to grab whatever the lecturer was talking about... i dunno about Miao though... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that was on Tuesday... so our instructor told us we can pick the date to sit for the test... me and Miao decided to have it on Saturday... and for 3 days... all i did was play... =.=" except on Friday though... i read the book for a while only to throw it aside after half an hour later... i tried the cd the instructor gave... the passing mark was 42/50... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saturday came... i did the colour test and the sight test... passed with ease... the theory part... well, that's just the difficult part...=.="  Miao went out 15 minutes after the test was done... i guessed she studied hard... i couln't take any risks... so i spent longer time in the test... rechecked everything, making sure that i didn't do any mistake...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was shaking when i clicked the 'finish' button... the reason?? not because i need to resit for the test... i think it's because the instructor told me that of all his MGS students, not one of them fail... i was afraid to be the first and i don't wanna go through the 5 hours lecture again... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i passed in the end... swt...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dyed and highlighted my hair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;okok... the colour are dark blonde and copper highlights... at first my mum said only one colour... then the saloon lady said that only have to pay 30 bucks extra to do 2 colours... so might as well go for the 2 colours with a free hair treatment... i didn't know about the free hair treatment though... hahahaha... i just wanted to colour my hair... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christmas shopping??&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, i followed my mum to Christmas shopping... she brought but i haven't done mine yet... haiz... still in pending... i need to go out... bah... suppose to go midvalley with my friends but my mum said i can't go... o wells... another day at home with the game machine... yay?? T.T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i guess that's all... chao....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-5953572774116816792?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/5953572774116816792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=5953572774116816792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/5953572774116816792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/5953572774116816792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2008/12/random-things.html' title='Random Things'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-159902800167799595</id><published>2008-12-23T13:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T13:10:55.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Welcome Home, Bro!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother's home!! hehehehe... not that i actually missed him but the house was just too quiet without him... my dad was glad he's home though... he's been whining about my bro not calling home and all while in Ipoh for a week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my bro's home... it also meant that i can't monopoly the PS and PC anymore... how sad... T.T o wells... he said that he ain't gonna touch the PS not so often... i wanna see how true that is.. sure he haven't touch the PS at all since he came back yesterday but last year, he said the same thing and only lasted a week before he went into PS craze mode again... haiz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-159902800167799595?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/159902800167799595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=159902800167799595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/159902800167799595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/159902800167799595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2008/12/hes-home.html' title='He&apos;s Home...'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-1425365471330010509</id><published>2008-12-12T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:59:47.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck</title><content type='html'>I'm now hooked to this game in Facebook.. yes, Pet Society.. i have no idea why i'm even hooked to it... Must be the race competition... hahahaha... That's why i've been updating my Facebook so often nowdays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from going out with my friends, honestly, this holiday's kinda boring... Sometimes I found myself standing at the hallway doing nothing, thinking what to do next but nothing came up... now, why izzit that we don't have time when we were schooling??? hmmmm... weird no??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro's going off to Ipoh for a camp... Originally i was suppose to tag along but because i looked like i nearly died wen i had Appendix, my mum canceled my place in the camp... Though i can run, jump and be hyper but too bad my place was canceled... Sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once again. i'm stuck in Klang.. i bet my mum would whip something up... hahahaha... Stuck at home ain't fun... *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-1425365471330010509?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/1425365471330010509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=1425365471330010509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/1425365471330010509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/1425365471330010509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2008/12/stuck.html' title='Stuck'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-2151419350468647851</id><published>2008-12-08T15:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:42:05.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And thus, the HOLIDAYS begins</title><content type='html'>Excluding the Appendicitis attack i had, now my holidays is officially on... i had my nails painted black and i have no idea wen it'll come off... ahahaha... walked the whole day in Sunway Pyramid on last Saturday and watched a movie with my friends... hahahaha... that's only the first step i guess... what to do next??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;List of things i need to do the next 3 months:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do something about my hair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lose weight ( my mum said so )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch more movies with my friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Look out for college courses and plan ahead&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go Genting and play there&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Experience high speed roller coster&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bungee jump!!! (if possible)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More books and anime&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;and that's about it i guess... might add though...  ahhh... hope i can accomplish these... it's alot to do... hahahaha....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-2151419350468647851?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/2151419350468647851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=2151419350468647851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/2151419350468647851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/2151419350468647851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-thus-holidays-begins.html' title='And thus, the HOLIDAYS begins'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-3327191356826013002</id><published>2008-12-03T16:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:56:29.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appendicitis (Appendix)</title><content type='html'>Yes, as stated above I have (though no idea how) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Appendicitis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... trust me, it wasn't pretty... and as i said, i have no idea how i even get it... like parents would always tell their hyperactive kids:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't jump after taking your food... you'll get appendix!!" and after food, we would always try not to jump so often, afraid of getting some sort of pain out elderly describe... sometimes, they could make things sound REALLY scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but honestly.. as a teenager who just finished her SPM, i'm pretty lazy.. i didn't bounce around my house after i've taken my meal so getting Appendicitis was somewhat... Surprise... =.=" even my mum was shocked and wondered why i have Appendix... swt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, here's some painful experiences i've undergo before getting the annoying inflammation... it could be useful... to err... some of you who haven't had it yet...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;First, it started with Gastric pain in the middle of the night at 2 a.m at the right side of my abdomen (then again, it could be broad daylight for some)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In search of 24 hours clinics which proved to be useless according to some people i know.. yes, that doc didn't cure me... he made the pain worst in fact... T.T by the end of it, it was 5 a.m&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bear the horrible Gastric pain and vomited for another 3 hours before my mum's office panel clinic opened which was at 8 something a.m.. Gave me a jab at my butt and wala... my gastric problem is solved...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went home, happy with the pain relieve but woke up feeling nauseatic and vomited again... (a lot of vomiting in the process)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got chucked to Subang Jaya Medical Centre (SJMC) and did some tests.. the pain already shifted from right to left side of my abdomen...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got sent to &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; operating theater at 10 something...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;and that's a rap... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and so, when i saw my mum again, she showed me a picture of my appendix.. i ain't gonna post it here cuz my scanner is out and i dun wanna scare some of you people away... the doc even gave me a dvd to watch the whole process &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wanna thank my parents who tirelessly sent me here and there and those who cared and sent text messages cuz i was seriously BORED out of my mind in the hospital and my relatives who came and visited me... &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For now, i'm recuperating so for a week, my mum said i'm banned from going out with friends... hehehehe... i have a few tricks up my sleeves that might just get me out of the house to hang with my homies... I missed you people!! (blah... u know who you are)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-3327191356826013002?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/3327191356826013002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=3327191356826013002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/3327191356826013002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/3327191356826013002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2008/12/appendicitis-appendix.html' title='Appendicitis (Appendix)'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-6039794267043185835</id><published>2008-10-11T17:33:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T18:39:49.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SPB3A-NxF9I/AAAAAAAAAKM/gqThoWbeGtQ/s1600-h/PA112385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255831623725815762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SPB3A-NxF9I/AAAAAAAAAKM/gqThoWbeGtQ/s320/PA112385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, to every begining, there's definately an ending... like our school days... though it seem only yesterday our parents hold our hands and taking us to a brand new place at the age of 7... we cling onto our parents and ask "where are we going"... their answer is "you're going to school. You're a big girl now. can't stay at home all the time. Make some friends" and so we did... &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;After 6 years in primary school and 5 years in secondary school, our uniforms change from dark blue to turquoise and finally, we reach form 5... 11 years of school and now 17 years old, we're about to leave school... the graduation ceremony that was held this morning on 11 October 2008 at HICT College was the most memorable and emotional event that had happened to me.. the fact that we had to leave the nest that had been our 2nd home and especially our siblings (friends) and our mothers (teachers) had us all crying in the event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before all that crying and sobbing happened, we manage to take pictures without our red eyes... hehehe... probably our last pics in our turquoise uniform...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kayel likes to take pictures... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255837754826237954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SPB8l2WBKAI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ZqtY5O_e0jw/s320/PA112377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jolin and Joe Jian trying to be cute...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255838302003848258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SPB9FsvU5EI/AAAAAAAAAK0/YoECGij_10w/s320/PA112382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255834703787996050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SPB50QV0M5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/xWmapa1BAbc/s320/PA112381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;from left : Teressa, Mei Shen, Me and Chew Hong&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255835496530936226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SPB6iZidgaI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jxFnQqzbrCw/s320/PA112386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;From left : Me, Mei Shen, Joe Jian, Jo Lin and Teressa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that we went through the graduation ceremony by taking our files of achievement in graduation robes... we weren't allowed to take pictures during the ceremony so no pictures... sorry...&lt;/p&gt;then all the emotion came... it started with a group of form 5 singing songs... the everyone started to get emotional... some even cried... then teachers got up to the stage and one by one, all the form 5s goes up and gave their thanks and sorry...&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends that are with us for such a long time... being with us nearly everyday in our lives... support us when we are down, help us stand up again when we fall... helping each other in every way.. forgiving each other for all the wrongs and all the memories binded in our hearts forever... i will never forget all of you... &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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To all the teachers in MGS... I thank you for all the knowledge you all have given me... I'm sorry for what i've done wrong...&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To all my friends in MGS... Love you guys!!! I had fun all these years... Thank You!!!&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.... Officially leaving school after SPM though... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-6039794267043185835?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/6039794267043185835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=6039794267043185835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/6039794267043185835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/6039794267043185835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2008/10/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SPB3A-NxF9I/AAAAAAAAAKM/gqThoWbeGtQ/s72-c/PA112385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-3634246034407330459</id><published>2008-08-30T15:01:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T09:54:22.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merdeka and Muhibah...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday our school celebrated our Merdeka day... our theme for the 51th Merdeka is Perpaduan Teras Kejayaan (Unity is the core to sucess)... Like other form 5s in the previous generation(s), my fellow friends and i had to wear Malaysian traditional clothes such as saree, cheong sam and baju kurung... i wore a punjabi suit.. and i wore heels... believe it.. it was my first time and i tortured my feets for 6 hours with it... when i finally touched my leg on the flat ground at home, i let out the 'ahhhHHh' sound to express my relieve... gyah... heels are so difficult to walk in with... i nearly fell once... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;After a few performances, the event ended and the photography session started... white lights started flashing around the form 5 classes... here are the pics i took...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240212317001202434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SLj5VqZ7uwI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Qr9IvX_Eso8/s320/P8292361.JPG" border="0" /&gt; from right: teressa, jo lin, me, audrey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fish and Bunny were playing in the class... lookie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240213583893471634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SLj6fZ8loZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/lfA7WvkvSF8/s320/P8292332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Fish : woooo... (playing with hand movement) look how fast i can go!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bunny : Yea... too fast till i have to close my eyes to imagine it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me : Fish... hold still... post larrr Bunny... open ur eyes... ready... 1, 2,.. (interupted)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miao : I also wanna post!! (too late. note the hand in the picture)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240215126293482354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SLj75L1aC3I/AAAAAAAAAJE/FlERdw8LycE/s320/P8292333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me : Aiya. Too slow la you, Miao.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fish : Kk, let's do it again. Miow, do the gun post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240216234788645154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SLj85tTP6SI/AAAAAAAAAJM/lkcYRCudH2A/s320/P8292334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me : -.-" err.. Miao, u got the wrong hand sign.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fish : WHAT?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bunny : Aiya.. one last time..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me : Kk.. 1.. 2.. 3..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240216851351023586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SLj9dmLLL-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/seqf1OMrV1I/s320/P8292335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me : HUH?! Miao... you're thumb is missing! ahh!!! dun bother ad larrr... close shop!! end here before i go crazy!!!&lt;/p&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240285040943207122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SLk7ewM2ktI/AAAAAAAAAJk/mab0XkaIRpQ/s320/P8292341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;from right: Teressa, me, Rizqin, Wei Ting and Evelyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240285691959163042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SLk8EpbJuKI/AAAAAAAAAJs/QWoJEGSaZWE/s320/P8292355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;i caught Siu Siu eating in the class!!! hahahahaha...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240286957993632946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SLk9OVxSpLI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/uWRlB4pHHV8/s320/P8292336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Audrey playing Kung Fu while... err... sitting down... and err... with a modern fan... hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240287562821883554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SLk9xi7lVqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/amrTfwZzpl0/s320/P8292363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rajin betul... reading the... Dictionary... bwahahahaha... Hey! Khaleeda's at the back of the pic... i din notice... =.=" is she posing?? hmmm... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After one free period of Sejarah, we started studying again in our traditional clothes when Chemistry was on... hehehehehe... it was so much fun... our last year in school( for some of us) turns out to be fun after all... even wid SPM coming... o well... After this is trials... then, it's the real thing... GOOD LUCK EVERYONE!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-3634246034407330459?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/3634246034407330459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=3634246034407330459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/3634246034407330459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/3634246034407330459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2008/08/merdeka-and-muhibah.html' title='Merdeka and Muhibah...'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SLj5VqZ7uwI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Qr9IvX_Eso8/s72-c/P8292361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-4622571750963089753</id><published>2008-07-20T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T11:42:58.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ping Pong Hands</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine invented a weird game titled "Ping Pong Hand Game"... it began like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when me and my friend joined the Ping Pong Club in school and for all the club meetings, we borrowed bats from the school to play (I sucked at it by the way)... 2 weeks ago in the meeting we had, there wasn't enough ping pong bats and thus, the game was created like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend   : Hey! i got an idea. *starts hitting the ping pong ball across the table with  hand* Let's play with our hands!!&lt;br /&gt;Me          : *stares with no comment*&lt;br /&gt;President of the club  : No you don't.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone  : ooo... great idea *started playing with my crazy friend*&lt;br /&gt;President  : *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday(meeting with not enough bats again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President  : Hey! Let's play ping pong with our hands... (a complete 180 degree change with a smile on her face)&lt;br /&gt;Me             : -.-"&lt;br /&gt;Everyone  : YEAH!!! *and played*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i played too... in fact, i was better in it than using those tiny bats which was labelled "table tennis racket" in the marketing world.. i cant even hold it right... i prefer badminton... hahahaha... i was pulled to play along with them.. i enjoyed the game... original creator of the game came late... she overslept...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-4622571750963089753?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/4622571750963089753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=4622571750963089753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/4622571750963089753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/4622571750963089753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2008/07/ping-pong-hands.html' title='Ping Pong Hands'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-2940394107139335240</id><published>2008-07-13T11:32:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:07:02.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally OVER!!</title><content type='html'>Gosh... hahaha... my first post after 3 months... hahahaha... sorry to everyone but i was busy... all sorts of stress and emotions.. haiz... all thanks to the preparation of the Japanese Carnival... hahahah... it finally ended yesterday... whoa... wen i say finally, i really mean FINALLY!!! it was hectic but fun at the same time... we in the japanese club have very good cooperation within our society... hahhahaha... all the working together really paid off.. its was a sucess... here are some example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222340747781796210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SHl7Pa-U8XI/AAAAAAAAAHU/bStzLUFAJds/s320/DSC00304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                  we're all in this together.. lalalalala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222343529775542930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SHl9xWtUspI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fAX_O4ldlHQ/s320/DSC00307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;did a little contribution to the Decoration Department... hahahahaha... FISH!! if you're reading this... better thank me in school on Monday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222345524156848354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SHl_lcW4WOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/5AePr6hJG8w/s320/DSC00305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fish (Evelyn), the Head of Decoration is giving free art lesson... like i cared... hahahahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;this was just one part of the preparation before the big event... sorry that i couldnt take any pics but these were took wid my phone which was illegally snucked into school.. hehehe... after all that, the day of the event came... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;10 schools from around Malaysia representing their state came to our school for the Japanese Carnival... VIP from de Ministry of Education also came for the event...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222352415051406114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SHmF2i8K2yI/AAAAAAAAAH8/WzZgHP8ZZQo/s320/P7122149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;our MCs for the day!! from the left : Bunny (wei ting) Japanese language speaker and Dadapi (Khaleeda) the Malay language speaker... hey.. red and green.. hahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222353498790825474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SHmG1oLyDgI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9U3IoAFHZeQ/s320/P7122133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;our Pengetua giving speech... i din go through that... just came to look around... hehehehe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222354585664903650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SHmH05GwWeI/AAAAAAAAAIM/0LpNBSSaX_k/s320/P7122134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;combination of 11 schools including ours in one hall... WOW!!! well, of course there's only 40 people from each schools except ours... i wonder how many of us were there... hmmmm...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;while all that speeches and thank yous and performances (i didn;t stay to watch) happening in the hall, there were things happening downstairs as well...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222355608603432066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SHmIwb2TlII/AAAAAAAAAIU/RJI3ksFz4XU/s320/P7122138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;it reads "yoyotsuri'.. yoyotsuri is a game which balloons half filled with water are put in a pool of water... players have to hook the balloon out using hooks... hahahaha... its an interesting game...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222356897085593346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SHmJ7b0ZFwI/AAAAAAAAAIc/fh5a37ZNBmY/s320/P7122137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;yoyotsuri team curi tulang!!! i'm reporting this... hahahahahah... jz kiddiing..  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there are other stuff goin on too... food stalls like Kakiage, Japanese fried mix vegetable, okonomiyaki, Japanese pancake, Sushi and onigiri... other game stalls such as kingyo tsukui, fish catching and many more... somehow, Blogger's add image button dun wanna work now and i have more pics... urgh... do dey limit or somethin... o well, nvm... i'll just end my post here... signing off... chao... wanna catch up wid my lost sleeps... hahahahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-2940394107139335240?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/2940394107139335240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=2940394107139335240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/2940394107139335240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/2940394107139335240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally-over.html' title='Finally OVER!!'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SHl7Pa-U8XI/AAAAAAAAAHU/bStzLUFAJds/s72-c/DSC00304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-8542123677757776668</id><published>2008-04-04T23:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:07:08.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>penang trip...</title><content type='html'>ok... here's de post about my Penang trip... i noe... it seem long time ago and i actually got my phone back last week but i din have the time... so sorry ppl...&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;ok... so i survived the flight to Penang free of headache... yay me!! ok... maybe a lil bit... ehehehe... anyway, basically... in Penang.. all i really did is shopping and eating... eating is the main thing of the trip... i've ate so many different food in 4 days that i lost count... yea... its dat much... so u can say i added fats into my body... X.X &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked alot on the first day... my mum forgotten all about transport in Penang town and we weren't signed up for a tour... so the next day my parents rented a car for 3 days and we drove around Penang with my dad driving of course (can never trust my mum in a foreign place or we'll get lost)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the hotel we stayed in is Cititel... the usual 4 star hotel and what amused me were the decorations... example... the vase...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185417683279019154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R_ZN6M_f_JI/AAAAAAAAAGk/mgnlA1HZ7i0/s320/DSC00033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's my brother... that vase is NEARLY as tall as me... but i'm taller.. T.T maybe i'm just short..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185418469258034338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R_ZOn8_f_KI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wFePdCCfTmA/s320/alaska+lobster.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;that's an Alaska Crab... it was decorated at the entrance of a seafood restaurant we went to... must be their prized possesion... it has pretty colours... hehehehehe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185419624604236978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R_ZPrM_f_LI/AAAAAAAAAG0/EQoY6XVxxbg/s320/geoduck.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like any other seafood restaurant... there's aquariums of sealife... but this one is weird... its called Geoduck (labelled) but honestly... i have no idea wat is it... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185420328978873538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R_ZQUM_f_MI/AAAAAAAAAG8/JMztU7G1vnA/s320/horse+shoe+crab.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;oo... wondering wat's that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185421093483052242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R_ZRAs_f_NI/AAAAAAAAAHE/YRo-WSOU_lg/s320/horse+shoe+crab2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;horse shoe crab... hahahaha... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok... we didn't just eat the whole trip through... we went to some tourist attraction places too... the pagoda... Kek Lok Si... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185421806447623394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R_ZRqM_f_OI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NSVxDiWe12c/s320/DSC00035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;shopped at 4 different malls and bought 2 storybooks and one origami book... hehehehe... my leg were sore after the trip...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-8542123677757776668?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/8542123677757776668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=8542123677757776668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/8542123677757776668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/8542123677757776668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2008/04/penang-trip.html' title='penang trip...'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R_ZN6M_f_JI/AAAAAAAAAGk/mgnlA1HZ7i0/s72-c/DSC00033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-8061086149661242435</id><published>2008-03-13T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T23:45:42.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penang trip</title><content type='html'>phew... jz came back from Penang... wanna post wat i saw there and all but that has gotta wait... sorry but i sent my phone for repair so de pictures are not available... so sabar ya... try to update as fast as i could..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-8061086149661242435?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/8061086149661242435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=8061086149661242435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/8061086149661242435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/8061086149661242435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2008/03/penang-trip.html' title='Penang trip'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-6291771642425745284</id><published>2008-03-08T10:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T11:24:26.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATED POST!!!</title><content type='html'>Ahem... there's been lots of pleadin from my cousins and friends that i update my blog... sorry people.. i'll try my best to update... i'm not exactly free and i'm banned from using the pc on the weekdays... *sigh* most of my time online are used up on the Japanese Club forum... and there's monthly test.. T.T o gosh... it was a disaster... probably worst than the bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki... T.T my biology paper was a failure... accordin to my bio teacher... if we (students of 5P) pass, she'll arrange a trip to University Malaya to see dead bodies and the insides of a dead body.. how excitin but as i screwed the paper... bye bye dead bodies... &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday went for add maths.. it was all goin well and the teacher was goin on forever about "students in the modern world vs students in the old days"... basically, i think he took 30 minutes out of 2 hours and 15 minutes of class talkin about that subject.. then, 30 minutes before the end of the class, the room went dark and only one light in front of the board was on... yes... a electricity put out... how lame.. but the class moves on... most of us took out our phones to get some lights... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;handphones can never be never useful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... hahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, my family and i will go on a plane and go for a trip in Penang... hmmm... i'm not really excited... i'm kinda feeling empty.. no feeling... no excitement... nada... despite the last experience... the last plane ride for me wasn't memorable... i feel like puking through out the whole ride.. gonna bring some pills to subside if it happens again... accordin to my mum, it was due to my weak stomach... i remember it was my head that hurts... &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-6291771642425745284?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/6291771642425745284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-4255520115810820552</id><published>2008-02-09T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:07:08.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salt And Peper?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R63C6PpuJuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/YBx0bTXtRj0/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164998653553551074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R63C6PpuJuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/YBx0bTXtRj0/s320/DSC00031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was told by my cousin that the decoration in front of the pc for 1 month is actually an accesory for salt and peper... how lame... got it from S&amp;amp;J and thought that it was for decoration... =.=" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-4255520115810820552?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/4255520115810820552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=4255520115810820552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/4255520115810820552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/4255520115810820552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2008/02/salt-and-peper.html' title='Salt And Peper?'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R63C6PpuJuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/YBx0bTXtRj0/s72-c/DSC00031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-7307452847108108213</id><published>2008-02-06T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T14:59:18.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>Was tagged by Me, The Human and Plastics... answering the simple questions... you can do it too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things found in my bag (Schoolbag is the only bag I can think of):&lt;br /&gt;1 - Textbooks&lt;br /&gt;2 - Exercise books&lt;br /&gt;3 - Pencil case&lt;br /&gt;4 –Note book&lt;br /&gt;5 - Calculator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things found in my wallet&lt;br /&gt;1 – The school badge (don’t ask)&lt;br /&gt;2 – Identification card&lt;br /&gt;3 - Calendar&lt;br /&gt;4 – group photos when we went to Melaka for a trip&lt;br /&gt;5 - name stikers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 favourite things in my room&lt;br /&gt;1 - The Bible&lt;br /&gt;2 - Storybooks&lt;br /&gt;3 - Bolsters&lt;br /&gt;4 – My collection of Manga (comics)&lt;br /&gt;5 – My collection of Anime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I always wanted to do&lt;br /&gt;1 – Take a trip to Japan&lt;br /&gt;2 – Take a trip to Korea&lt;br /&gt;3 – To eat unlimited sushi (till I get bored of it)&lt;br /&gt;4 – Watch all the Anime ever produced&lt;br /&gt;5 – Take my mum around the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I'm currently into&lt;br /&gt;1 - The Bible&lt;br /&gt;2 - The storybook I'm currently reading&lt;br /&gt;3 – ANIME!!!&lt;br /&gt;4 – The new car&lt;br /&gt;5 – my last year in school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List out the top 5 presents you wish for&lt;br /&gt;1 – My family, always healthy&lt;br /&gt;2 – Anime.. lots and lots of anime&lt;br /&gt;3 – Books and BOOKS!!&lt;br /&gt;4 – Stop all animal cruelty!!&lt;br /&gt;5 – An iPod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who tagged you is: Owner of Me, The Human and Plastics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your 5 impressions of him/her:&lt;br /&gt;1 – A bookaholic&lt;br /&gt;2 – Sarcastic&lt;br /&gt;3– A good friend&lt;br /&gt;4 – A bookaholic and&lt;br /&gt;5 – A bookaholic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most memorable things he/she has give/done to you:&lt;br /&gt;First to leave a comment on my blog (hahahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he/she becomes my lover, you will:&lt;br /&gt;It’ll be impossible because we’re of the same gender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be:&lt;br /&gt;I accidentally ruin a book she lent to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass the quiz to 5 people that you wish to know how they feel about you&lt;br /&gt;1 - My Mother&lt;br /&gt;2 - My Cousin, Joyce&lt;br /&gt;3 – Teressa&lt;br /&gt;4 – Kiki&lt;br /&gt;5 - You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-7307452847108108213?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/7307452847108108213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=7307452847108108213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/7307452847108108213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/7307452847108108213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2008/02/was-tagged-by-me-human-and-plastics.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-1624910485806369375</id><published>2008-02-05T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:07:09.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Car for the New Year...</title><content type='html'>Well, the new car finally arrived.. hehehehe... to me, its actually nothing... its a happy occation but i have no idea why my whole family is so excited (especially my mum, the owner of de car).. i'm just... normal... not excited, not jumping up and down... jz happy for my mum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163488673900655250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R6hll3GZ8pI/AAAAAAAAAGM/5N1vsLXU-wM/s320/DSC00020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i guess de pics are a little blurr... its dark outside and i was using night mode... grrrr.... anyway... here's de car... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163489936621040290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R6hmvXGZ8qI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7MZBjSRlamM/s320/DSC00022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; nice?? shiny?? hehehehehe... well now my "twin", the Honda can finally rest and only will be used when my mum goes to golf every Sunday... my mum said she'll fix whatever problem there is on the Honda and then, pass it on to me... i'll be driving my "twin"... ( for those who are blurr and have no idea why i call the Honda my "twin", please refer to older post to understand )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-1624910485806369375?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/1624910485806369375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=1624910485806369375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/1624910485806369375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/1624910485806369375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-car-for-new-year.html' title='New Car for the New Year...'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R6hll3GZ8pI/AAAAAAAAAGM/5N1vsLXU-wM/s72-c/DSC00020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-8867709830251736498</id><published>2008-02-03T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:07:09.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gong Xi Fa Chai Preparation...</title><content type='html'>ok... chinese new year is coming... my mum is panicking because we havent decorate the house yet... she only did the shopping for clothes and materials to cook (she bought alot... gonna gain weight during chinese new year)... so the cleaning and decorating started today.. i decorated the plant (fake)... and my mum took down the little table from upstairs and we made a little Chinese New Year corner in our house... look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162716928407106146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R6WnsXGZ8mI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Foh_Au6MzVw/s320/DSC00027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;the little... well, not so little table was decorated wid oranges and some gold... along wid some greeting cards... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162718169652654706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R6Wo0nGZ8nI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CsUL4O6bkxQ/s320/DSC00029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the large fake plant was decorated entirely by me, myself and i... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162718977106506370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R6WpjnGZ8oI/AAAAAAAAAGE/6vo3rjENL9c/s320/DSC00028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hehehe... nice ya? if you think its not nice, no necessary comments are needed... well, i even cleared my room... rearranged my books and all my anime cds... my mum set a competition and the participant (which was forced to be) : me and my brother... the prize : RM20... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she set this competition with the money as a prize because she know we wont clean our room and instead of screaming on top of her voice, she offered this instead... i didnt really put my heart into this competition... my brother did the cleaning because he's a money minded person... =.=" but of course, i clean my room today cuz i didnt have anything to do... in the end when she checked the 2 nicely packed and cleaned room, i told my brother she cant make up her mind who's the winner cuz both of us are her children.. she dont want to be unfair... i was right... in the end, she declare both winners and decided to give RM 15 each... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-8867709830251736498?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/8867709830251736498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=8867709830251736498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/8867709830251736498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/8867709830251736498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2008/02/gong-xi-fa-chai-preparation.html' title='Gong Xi Fa Chai Preparation...'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R6WnsXGZ8mI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Foh_Au6MzVw/s72-c/DSC00027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-5053201831599482249</id><published>2008-02-02T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T21:49:57.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocking News and... The Frog</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, i disected frogs in biology class... it was soo cool... all the blood and the heart... gosh... it was cool.. the pictures are still with my friend... sad... anyway, it was fun.. the ironic part is that i actually put the frogs into a cheap microwavable tupperware which labled "Ayam Rendang"... overall, the best part was when i watched the frog jump when teacher put in the chloroform... then, it fainted just like that.. we took out all the organs.. hehehe... i was a doctor for a day... well, not a day... 2 periods...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stayed back in school till 6pm and did some things i wasn't happy about but manage to get over it... i came back from school, bath, ate and rested in less den an hour and went to add maths tuition... in tuition, i was blurr and half asleep... but thanks to the teacher's scarcasm about students along with his loud voice, i manage to stay awake to understand what happened in class... we were in Chapter 2 : Linear Law... he taught us to draw graph... Chinese New Year is near.. so at the end of the lesson, he gave us a BIG Ang Pau (red packet)... usually, during Chinese New Year, children will recieve Ang Pau from the adults.. inside the red packet, there will be some money (cant wait to collect mine)... but the "ang pau" from the add maths teacher are ang pau of knowledge... we are to finish 2 graph books... i don't know if i can make it... *faints*... but nvm that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after tuition, i thought of going home and play games but wen i entered the car, my brother who was holding an eletrical bat meant for electricute whatever bugs that comes in his way, told me that our neighbourhood has been invaded by bees... O.o... my heart skipped a beat... so much for the games... so we went back home... it wasnt really bees... more like those flies that circle around the lights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad off-ed all the lights in the house.. -.-" so wen we enter the gloomy house, my mum on one light and the bee-fly kind of bug came swarming and surround the light... i was stunned... couldn't move... my brother had fun swinging the bat around making firework sounds... then wen he electrcuted all the bee-fly beings, we throw them into a pail of water.. its kinda fun watching them trying to swim... hehehe... we saw needles on their butt... thank goodness that no one was hurt, especially my brother who was happy that he killed all of them... how ironic of him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-5053201831599482249?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/5053201831599482249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=5053201831599482249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/5053201831599482249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/5053201831599482249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2008/02/shocking-news-and-frog.html' title='Shocking News and... The Frog'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-935899466685449231</id><published>2008-01-20T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:07:09.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R5LUMZLQ-_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/pODiXdZySI0/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157417832674294770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R5LUMZLQ-_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/pODiXdZySI0/s320/DSC00003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didnt know why i took the pictures.. maybe its because its nice... hehehehe... i was in the car looking blurr when my bro explained something which i did not pay attention to.. den i look up at the sky... there it was... so i whip my phone out and snap.. if u look closely, u can see the moon above the clouds... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R5LQc5LQ-9I/AAAAAAAAAFc/o2GFernsPwU/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157413718095625170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R5LQc5LQ-9I/AAAAAAAAAFc/o2GFernsPwU/s320/DSC00005.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/4549166339213431493-935899466685449231?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/935899466685449231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=935899466685449231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/935899466685449231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/935899466685449231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2008/01/high-up.html' title='High Up'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R5LUMZLQ-_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/pODiXdZySI0/s72-c/DSC00003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-5406309967323081251</id><published>2008-01-19T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T12:08:19.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dramas on Track</title><content type='html'>WAH... its been soo long since i posted something here... hahaha... been busy since school reopened... piles and piles of homework all tumble on me and its only the 2nd week of school... yesterday, i had House practice.. in my school, there are 5 Houses dat is Brunce (blue), Ruth (green), Gulland (yellow), Hazel (red) and Lee (purple)...it is said that de house names are named after &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; first 5 headmistress in MGS.. i'm in Hazel btw.... hahahaha... so we take turns for practices... like Bunce's practice day falls on Monday, Ruth is on Tuesday, Gulland is on Wednesday, Hazel on Thursday and Lee's is on Friday... so yesterday was Lee's practice day... yes i noe... you're probably thinking.. "isn't she in Hazel? what she's doing in Lee's practice day?" &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; answer is that on Thursday i have tuition and couldn't make it... so i "tumpang" on Lee's day... ok.. enough of &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; explanation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea... we're gonna have cross country on the 26th of January... so yesterday we took a trip on the track because the teachers set a new track for us this year... the reason was to avoid contact with the ACS boys (an all boys' school in case you don't know)... but then... in the new track... we bump into the boys even MORE often... while we were on the track... some boys were trying to be funny... when we were up in the bridge to cross over a railway track, there was this Malay boy sat down and acted as though he broked his leg... and then he was making all sorts of funny noises but was smiling.... he was blocking the way and the bridge was narrow enough.. i felt like breaking his leg... the Malay girls behind was at first very quiet but after passing that boy, they became active... =.=" then we had to pass by some houses.. there, another ACS indian boy... all of the sudden he said "ini orang MGS kacau sahja" (MSG people are all just getting in the way)... the nerve of him... why did he say that, i don't know.. well, there's a lot of LOA people around... some ACS boys are just trying to be funny but actually, they're making a fool out of themselves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother is in ACS and i hope he isn't LOA like those boys... my brother came back with a news that an ACS boy was being knocked down by a car after showing off his biking skills... =.=" i don't know if this rumor is true... haih... well, that wrapes it up... sorry i din have pictures on this post (my cousin wants me to post more pics in my blog) cause i cant whip my phone out during the track..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-5406309967323081251?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/5406309967323081251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=5406309967323081251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/5406309967323081251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/5406309967323081251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2008/01/dramas-on-track.html' title='Dramas on Track'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-3084022336445430349</id><published>2007-12-25T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:07:10.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R2_cLpLQ-8I/AAAAAAAAAFU/YytvxecDy-A/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147574991697542082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R2_cLpLQ-8I/AAAAAAAAAFU/YytvxecDy-A/s320/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 hours ago, we (my mum, bro and i) left home and gathered in my grandmother's house for christmas dinner.. Everyone in the family from Klang to Ipoh will gather there every year to celebrate Christmas.. we arrived at 4 p.m in our grandmother's house.. if ur wondering where was my dad, he said he'll come later.. my aunt from PJ arrived late for the occation but we spared her as the dinner hasn't started yet.. for the time to fly by, my cousins and my bored uncle watched the tv.. my mum and I on the other hand sneaked out to buy the remaining Christmas present.. we rushed to the mall and bought the presents and came back with a Christmas cake too.. MISSION ACCOMPLISHED...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We came back and my mum hurried to wrap the presents.. still waiting for my aunt, my cousins and i played chor tai di to pass the time.. then, my aunt arrived with her 2 toddler kids.. one carrying a doll and one carrying a remote control car.. yes, as you can guess, a girl and a boy both age of 4 and 7 respectively.. they were noisy.. hahaha.. my cousin, Joyce got hurt because one of dem jumped on her legs.. hahahah.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing about Christmas this year is that is not very exciting anymore.. when i was younger, i used to really excited to open presents and jump around.. right after dinner, my cousins, my bro and i were always asking our parent... " When can we open the presents??" now, we didn't even twitch.. instead, we find the cards in front of us mattered more than the presents.. there are less presents to open as they are unwrapped (because we know what some of them are giving us so it's only gonna waste present papers) and the excitement isn't there anymore.. besides.. i've grown up.. i have dropped the idea of presents and Santa being Christmas anymore.. its about remembering our Savior, Jesus came to Earth.. that is what Christmas is all about..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow we'll have a feast on a Christmas buffet.. hahaha.. so happy... i'm gonna eat and eat and eat.. muahahahaha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-3084022336445430349?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/3084022336445430349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=3084022336445430349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/3084022336445430349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/3084022336445430349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS!!'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R2_cLpLQ-8I/AAAAAAAAAFU/YytvxecDy-A/s72-c/untitled2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-5618438961894110361</id><published>2007-12-23T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T00:44:37.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home and Sick..</title><content type='html'>My brother came home yesterday and fell sick.. he picked the wrong time to fall sick actually.. it's going to be christmas.. and a Christmas buffet is coming his way and he had to be sick.. haiz.. poor guy.. he's now drinking lots of water to cure.. till he had to go to toilet for many times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum took him to de clinic because he was green.. at first, he said he was sick.. then after waking up, he said he had headache.. we were goin to watch NATIONAL TREASURE.. it was a great movie.. a show worth watching.. he was kinda wobbly and my mum gave him Panadol.. after that, he was okay through out the movie.. thank goodness.. the whole day he was sick but not dat bad.. then, at night while the whole family (including cousins) took a walk in Bukit Tinggi Jusco, he went pale and we had to go home.. haiz.. i hope he gets well soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-5618438961894110361?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/5618438961894110361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=5618438961894110361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/5618438961894110361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/5618438961894110361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2007/12/home-and-sick.html' title='Home and Sick..'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-5144700239507675110</id><published>2007-12-21T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:07:10.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas and Compass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R2tIJZLQ-6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/mB5MvqYq3Ps/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146286325415082914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R2tIJZLQ-6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/mB5MvqYq3Ps/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday my mum and I went to the Bukit Raja Jusco.. Its been a month since we last step a foot there since the Bukit Tinggi Jusco is nearer to my home.. My mum wanted to take me to watch a movie (Bukit Tinggi Jusco's cinema isn't open yet.. how lame..).. Its her saying again about how lonely I am because my brother haven't return home from Ipoh yet.. Our original plan was to watch "I am Legend", a movie starring Will Smith.. but when we reached the ticket booth, it was sold out except a seat at the front.. we didn't buy that ticket because we'll end up having pain in the neck for looking up at the screen for 2 1/2 hours.. we bought tickets to watch "The Golden Compass" instead.. we bought the last 2 seat &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; was at the back.. how lucky..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had about approximately 1 1/2 hours till the movie starts.. so we did a little shopping for the time to pass.. we ate dinner and talked about old artist like Abba, Elvis, The Beetles and the list goes on.. i admit their songs are nice.. Recently I'm downloading Christmas songs.. i'm in the Christmas mood and so are a lot of people this year.. while we walked towards the cinema for the movie, my mum and i saw 4 guys with Santa's hat on their head.. They're probably some promoters or something but it was funny sight.. hahaha..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146283314643008386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R2tFaJLQ-4I/AAAAAAAAAE0/AN7yxLdrVoE/s320/20732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The movie was overall ok only.. it wasn't really exciting nor was the storyline.. i have the book but i didn't finish it as it bores me.. but what i liked about the movie were the animals there.. they're really adorable.. There were little kids screaming in excitement when they saw the bear.. Iorek.. My mum guessed that they probably came to see the bear in action and don't understand a single a thing on what's going on in the movie because i'm blurr too.. =.=" she also said the characters there are better than other fantasy movie which some of the creatures there has an eye or something else that's weird.. I think the Compass is cool.. hahaha.. The scenery in the movie.. Whoa.. its spectacular.. it's really nice.. all the ice glaciers and mountains.. and the open ice land.. so nice... &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/4549166339213431493-5144700239507675110?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/5144700239507675110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=5144700239507675110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/5144700239507675110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/5144700239507675110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-and-compass.html' title='Christmas and Compass'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R2tIJZLQ-6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/mB5MvqYq3Ps/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-7487517500876075690</id><published>2007-12-19T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T14:24:09.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely</title><content type='html'>I'm starting to get restless.. probably its because i'm all left alone in Klang while my bro and my cousins are in Ipoh enjoying each other's company.. my mum say i probably miss my brother.. i admit i miss him but not to the extent until i cry at night and shout around the house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum felt i needed the attention.. she said.. "You're a little lonely without your brother here to fight with you".. i just say no and made a few noises to keep her side tracked.. in other words, she misses his screams and his rantings.. =.="... we survived the whole week without him basically.. went shopping for Christmas presents and ate in some nice Japanese restaurant.. we even changed the appearence of the dining table..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still having my pleasure by able to monopoly the ps and pc and enjoying the peace in the house but it'll soon end when my brother and my cousin with her family comes down to Klang for Christmas.. well, in a way they're coming means the end to my boredom too i guess.. or.. at least i hope so.. haha.. and a Christmas buffet is coming my way too.. weeeeee......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies.. 2007 is going and gone... in less de half a month, 2008 arrives and i'm like.. 11 months away from SPM.. oh no.. its bad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-7487517500876075690?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/7487517500876075690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=7487517500876075690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/7487517500876075690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/7487517500876075690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2007/12/lonely.html' title='Lonely'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-964629207590687355</id><published>2007-12-12T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:07:11.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Mine??  =.="</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, haven't update anything here for awhile.. kinda busy hogging the PC and the PS2 for games.. haha.. yea.. my bro went to Penang for a Youth Camp with my cousin 2 days ago and will be staying in Ipoh till my cousin's family comes down to Klang for Christmas.. Well, he off in camp and i finally have the PS2 and PC to my own.. i can freely play whichever i want.. My brother who's a PS addict always hog the PS causing me to feel sorry for the PS after long hours of working and not play it.. after a few hours when it has rested enough, i will approach it again only to find my dearest brother playing it AGAIN.. Can u feel my pain???!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143060727178475554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R1_Se3W8OCI/AAAAAAAAAD0/LzwLgTGgaoE/s320/argh.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so now i'm playing to my heart's content.. before my dear brother comes back in a weeks time and conquer it again.. hahaha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One more thing.. i manage to bake a cake.. I MEAN IT!! I baked the cake from flour + eggs + some other ingredients.. and surprisingly it turned out pretty good.. not bad for a first try.. hahaha.. look.. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143067049370335282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R1_YO3W8ODI/AAAAAAAAAD8/_l5VfsImg6U/s320/DSC01800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe it looks a little off but at least it taste nice.. hahaha... dat's my hand btw.. cutting it.. hehehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-964629207590687355?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/964629207590687355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=964629207590687355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/964629207590687355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/964629207590687355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2007/12/all-mine.html' title='All Mine??  =.=&quot;'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R1_Se3W8OCI/AAAAAAAAAD0/LzwLgTGgaoE/s72-c/argh.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-6301941653955376486</id><published>2007-12-05T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:07:11.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I SURVIVED!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R1aqQfWDnsI/AAAAAAAAADU/XByVVH7hISk/s1600-h/curry-puff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140483224958639810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R1aqQfWDnsI/AAAAAAAAADU/XByVVH7hISk/s320/curry-puff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yummy curry puffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes.. as u can see the title above, i'm very much alive.. Know why i'm proud of it? its because after a packet of nasi lemak for breakfast at 9 am, i have not taken anything except 2 curry puffs for lunch until dinner at 9 pm.. yess.. i had nothing but 2 curry puffs for 12 hours and that's what the picture is all about..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now u must be wondering.. why only 2 miserable curry puffs and nothing else? well, my "akak" was in my grandma's house taking care of her.. when i said Akak, i meant the Indonesian maid my mum had hired for the past 4 years.. i'm the only daughter.. ok, back to the main topic.. so my akak wasn't here to cook lunch.. my mum was at work and my dad out with his friends, me and my brother are home alone.. usually, i will have the pleasure of hunting ingredients (magee mee plus some other stuff) to cook.. but today i was lazy and decided to "puasa"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140484758261964514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R1arpvWDnuI/AAAAAAAAADk/iHatCKW-8LI/s320/onion20.gif" border="0" /&gt;My dad came home but i did not expect him to cook.. i dun think he knows to cook anything at all except rice.. and my mum came home late because my aunt had came down from Damansara to visit my grandma and my mum need to fetch my akak back from my grandma.. fated, the two sisters (i mean my mum and aunt if ur blurr) probably chatted for an hour because my mum did not come back until 8.30 pm.. AND DID NOT COME BACK WITH DINNER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140485419686928114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R1asQPWDnvI/AAAAAAAAADs/QFbnq1aY-P8/s320/onion08.gif" border="0" /&gt;She spent half an hour cooking and gobbled down the food like a hungry lioness.. ok, i'm joking.. i ate with fork and spoon and not hands.. i have table manners.. hehehe.. at guess wat time i ate.. at 9 pm.. is it me or did 9 pm had just become my usual dinner time.. hahaha..&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/4549166339213431493-6301941653955376486?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/6301941653955376486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=6301941653955376486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/6301941653955376486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/6301941653955376486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-survived.html' title='I SURVIVED!!'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R1aqQfWDnsI/AAAAAAAAADU/XByVVH7hISk/s72-c/curry-puff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-1706609363770804848</id><published>2007-12-04T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:07:12.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extravaganza Avanza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R1TfFPWDnrI/AAAAAAAAADM/J4s6CUBlgWk/s1600-R/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139978355847962290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R1TfFPWDnrI/AAAAAAAAADM/5BC-MHz6fsY/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, my mum has decided to buy a new car.. hahaha.. An Avanza, a product from the Toyota company.. well, its a big car that can fit 7 people and its suitable for traveling.. my mum say that she need a car like this to be able to fetch my grams, uncle and all four of us in the family and go up to Ipoh more often.. we went to the showcase room yesterday and my mum got a test drive on the Avanza.. me and my brother were kind of worried sitting at the back seat because my mum has never drove a car that big till ysterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139975035838242450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R1TcD_WDnpI/AAAAAAAAAC8/1EPHQD9l-bw/s320/onion27.gif" border="0" /&gt;My mum drove us for one round and arrived back at the showcase unharmed.. then when my mum asked about the car for more details, my brother and i were so playful that we jump into some cars to look at de interiors.. we even climb to the back of some truck which name i couldn't remember.. it was fun.. but we had to leave the new found playground and go home.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139975757392748194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R1Tct_WDnqI/AAAAAAAAADE/RtuoGCEoT6o/s320/onion04.gif" border="0" /&gt;The senior car.. A 1991 Honda Civic is coming to its age.. yess.. you guessed it right.. it's as old as me.. but it's still running.. my mum is ready to hand it down to me.. ngeh ngeh.. i'll be able to drive by next year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all that, we came home HUNGRY because its was already 8 pm and we haven't ate dinner yet.. and my mum again refuse to have dinner outside again.. so an hour was spent cooking and we had dinner at 9 pm.. how miserable.. T.T&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/4549166339213431493-1706609363770804848?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/1706609363770804848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=1706609363770804848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/1706609363770804848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/1706609363770804848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2007/12/extravaganza-avanza.html' title='Extravaganza Avanza'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R1TfFPWDnrI/AAAAAAAAADM/5BC-MHz6fsY/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-7939122017189747702</id><published>2007-12-03T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:07:12.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Hours Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My leg hurts.. yesterday i walked for about 5 hours in the new Bukit Tinggi Jusco.. ouch.. my leg.. it nearly broke i guess.. at one point, this conversation took place..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Daughter : Mum, does your feet hurt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mum : No. Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Daughter : 'Cuz mine hurts from walkin too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mum : Ah, i see. remember dear, i'm a golfer and i walk alot in the golf field. hehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just couldn't find anymore words to say.. that's one thing about her being a golf freak.. haiz.. every sunday she'll play golf.. basically, it's her sport.. and she'll come home all muddy and smelly.. hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we bought doughnuts home.. not from Dunkin Doughnuts.. but from Big Apple Doughnuts.. its not as nice as Dunkin's but acceptable.. hahaha.. then , we went to Popular.. the only book store there.. i couldn't find a book.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139613458171664834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R1OTNZkjmcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/adbeLkltbDI/s320/argh.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;o well. it doesn't matter.. i'll be recieving books from my cousin this weekend.. i left Jusco without buying anything.. my mum said its a good thing.. i didn't spend her money.. its true.. but my legs still hurts after all that walking.. T.T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-7939122017189747702?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/7939122017189747702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=7939122017189747702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/7939122017189747702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/7939122017189747702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2007/12/5-hours-walk.html' title='5 Hours Walk'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R1OTNZkjmcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/adbeLkltbDI/s72-c/argh.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-4672902352597124251</id><published>2007-11-30T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:07:13.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Old Machine</title><content type='html'>My dad dug out an old digital organiser in his room 2 days back and bought a new battery for it as it was abandoned in the cold drawer for many years.. i don't know how long but i didn't like it.. he came back with it from KL, he passed it to me to set the date, time and country.. and so i explored that thing and 30 minutes has passed and i have absolutely NO IDEA how the stuff works.. so i returned it back to my dad telling him i don't know how it works.. he gave me a disappointed look.. guiltiness filled my soul as i walk away.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138618664598065250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R1AKcyuPUGI/AAAAAAAAACs/PczRUlKWNA0/s320/onion03.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after a few hours later, he came to me and ask me to give it another try.. i can't say no so i agreed.. that happened at night so i went up to my bedroom and lay on my bed and cracked my head open to solve the problem.. believe me.. time flew by and i nearly throw it out of my bedroom window and be done with it.. thinking hard, if i did that, I'm unable to come out with an excuse if he finds that horrible machine at the back of our house on the next day.. I'll be in trouble..i didn't even bother handing it to my brother as he would take less than 5 minutes to look at it before giving up.. so back to square one..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138618338180550738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R1AKJyuPUFI/AAAAAAAAACk/EWZ0oIr1280/s320/argh.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After some time, i found the solution.. the "shift" button and it saved my head form exploding.. i happily gave it back to my dad.. a single word of "thanks" that came out from his mouth took my guiltiness away and i was off to bed.. &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/4549166339213431493-4672902352597124251?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/4672902352597124251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=4672902352597124251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/4672902352597124251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/4672902352597124251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2007/11/old-machine.html' title='The Old Machine'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R1AKcyuPUGI/AAAAAAAAACs/PczRUlKWNA0/s72-c/onion03.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-1332808387290029958</id><published>2007-11-29T17:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T17:51:19.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Telephone Line got Cut</title><content type='html'>2 days ago i manage to wake up at 8.30 am.. Today i failed to wake up early as i slept at 3 am.. read a book.. woke up at 11.20 again instead.. I got out of my bed, brushed my teeth, washed my face and went down stairs heading to the pc.. no need for breakfast.. it will soon be lunch.. hahaha.. thinkin to go online but my heart got an attack instead.. ermm.. well, not heart attack.. or i wouldn't be here posting this.. i just got a shock.. why? because i was afraid that the modem is the problem.. there was no dial tone and i've experienced once before.. i know my mum will take this opportunity to say its a good thing that it's broken cuz i won't spend much time on the pc.. but i still gotta tell her so i picked up the house phone and started dailing.. the usual "tut tut tut" didnt come but a recorded voice was heard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"talian telefon anda telah dihentikan untuk sementara. sila hubungi...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there it was.. the problem so i text messaged my mum to call and ask her.. "mum, did you pay the phone bill?" she reply yes and i told her everything.. so she called up telecom and it appears that my mum was actually forgotten to pay last month's bill so she wanted wait for November bill so she can pay the sum together but they cut our line before the november bill came.. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o well, at least my mum had solved the problem and i'm back online!! hahaha.. my brother was at the PS2 playing and couldn't care less about the crisis of not having the line and my dad was not informed because my mum and i thought it wasn't neccesary.. hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-1332808387290029958?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/1332808387290029958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=1332808387290029958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/1332808387290029958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/1332808387290029958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2007/11/telephone-line-got-cut.html' title='Telephone Line got Cut'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-9167791358778761640</id><published>2007-11-28T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T12:46:02.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"HOLIDAYS"</title><content type='html'>Basically.. its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yasumi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. its holiday in Japanese.. holidat is de time to go for trips.. overseas or local.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOOO!! WRONG!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; its about sitting &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;home with the tv, ps and pc to look at thanks to parents who has no holiday like us who're still in school.. i'm still wondering why they have so much time during holidays when we were kids.. hmmm.... or is it that its us growing up.. i'm sure this is true to many teens.. they will spend their holidays in front of the pc using the Internet and blogging (like what i'm doing now) or playing games on de ps or just turned into potato coutches..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one part of the"holiday" plan.. other than that, even before the holiday starts, teachers will give this piece of good advice to all form 4s.. "&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;During your holidays, make sure you study and buck up because next year in form 5, you won't be so free to study anymore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;".. talk about terrorising our imagination before form 5 starts.. i'm guessing there won't be much time to watch anime.. oh no!! &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bookaholics will probably spend their time reading than doing all sorts of nonsense online or tab fingers on the PS controller non-stop.. before next year starts, don't think there will be much time to read a story book.. unlike a friend of mine who owns a mini library.. (don't know if it's consider mini.. she seems to have new books everytime i see her) i can only afford a book every once in a blue moon.. erm.. most of de time my mum pays for them but now she's no more sponsoring.. i had to pay with the allowance she gives me.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt; got a book yesterday after a month without a book to read.. well, at least i have something to do now.. hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-9167791358778761640?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/9167791358778761640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=9167791358778761640' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/9167791358778761640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/9167791358778761640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2007/11/holidays.html' title='&quot;HOLIDAYS&quot;'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-6510297293849990982</id><published>2007-11-26T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T12:46:56.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Bored</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, i found out alot of things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;my bro spent lesser time on the PS2 and more on the discovery channel!! O.O (super shock!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Disney songs like Hakuna Matata really lives up the day..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; watched the Disney Original movie "Jump In" and realise that we can break dance on skipping ropes..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my cousin is EVIL.. leaving me alone in boredom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;haven't been in touch with friends.. T.T&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;had been at home without goin out for 2 days!! (including today larr)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;been sleeping till 11.30am everyday..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;i really need a life.. cant wait till my cousins comes down from Ipoh and relive my boredom.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-6510297293849990982?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/6510297293849990982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=6510297293849990982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/6510297293849990982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/6510297293849990982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2007/11/being-bored.html' title='Being Bored'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-8135345787197447198</id><published>2007-11-25T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T12:23:51.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mourned, shopped and watched tv..</title><content type='html'>They came and went.. i don't know what happened in the concert.. nor have i heard how great it was.. in case any of you reading this is blurr, i'm talking about DBSK.. refer to last post please.. thank you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the newly opened Jusco in Bukit Tinggi was great.. i've walked for about 2 hours and covered only 10% of it.. hahaha.. 2 hours means from 8.30 pm till 10.30 pm.. yes.. late alright.. we were all delaying time cuz my Chemistry class ended at 6.45 pm and my mum refuse to have dinner there so time was spent for cooking and dinner.. then we're off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the mall, we found ourselves in a crowded mall.. there were so many people... i was squished among the people and my mum gotta hold my hand so i won't get lost.. ok fine.. i'm exaggerating.. we were not that desperate but there was a lot of people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home n my mum went to bed but i stayed up till 3 am watching House.. my dad said i scared him when i talked to him in the early hours of the day.. i couldn't believe what i was hearing at first.. you see.. the tv was still on.. it must mean that someone in the house is awake.. sheesh.... =.="  n i woke up 11.30 am today.. yawnz.. still sleepy but hungry.. gonna look for food now.. hehehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-8135345787197447198?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/8135345787197447198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=8135345787197447198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/8135345787197447198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/8135345787197447198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2007/11/mourned-shopped-and-watched-tv.html' title='Mourned, shopped and watched tv..'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-6124157914964918863</id><published>2007-11-24T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:07:13.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DBSK concert.. no.. New Jusco?? yes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R0efuiuPUEI/AAAAAAAAACc/WG8foUi94VA/s1600-h/DBSK77.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136249521982885954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R0efuiuPUEI/AAAAAAAAACc/WG8foUi94VA/s320/DBSK77.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DBSK is coming today.. or arrived already.. haiz.. in case most of you don't know what is DBSK, its Dong Bang Shin Ki.. its a korean boy band.. hahaha.. suprise or just angry.. my cousin will be angry if she reads this post.. she can't stand my obsession towards them.. o well.. they'll be having a concert entitled "O" jung ban hap.. the sad thing is.. i won't be going.. T.T i didn't save enough money.. the tickets are too EXPENSIVE.. oh well, there's always next year.. so today, i'll sit at home.. mourning.. hahaha.. jz kidding.. the new Jusco shopping mall opens today!!! gonna visit it later after my Chemistry tuition class.. to make up the missing excitement for today.. hahahah... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-6124157914964918863?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/6124157914964918863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=6124157914964918863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/6124157914964918863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/6124157914964918863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2007/11/dbsk-is-coming-today.html' title='DBSK concert.. no.. New Jusco?? yes..'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R0efuiuPUEI/AAAAAAAAACc/WG8foUi94VA/s72-c/DBSK77.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-1211696551308110628</id><published>2007-11-23T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:07:13.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Against all Odds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R0ZNGCuPUDI/AAAAAAAAACU/9iAvgrihHa8/s1600-h/1558746161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135877191267995698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R0ZNGCuPUDI/AAAAAAAAACU/9iAvgrihHa8/s320/1558746161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R0ZK3yuPUCI/AAAAAAAAACM/70i5K9-DGUs/s1600-h/1558746161.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another great story extracted frm Chicken Soup for Teenage Soul II.. sharing it wid u guys.. i was sobbing at de end of de story.. yess.. its dat sad.. believe it.. read on.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hero of the Hood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By all odds, Mike Powell should never have survived. Addiction, drug pushing, prison or early death is the most likely cards dealt to street kids growing up in the "jungle" of south central Los Angeles- a violent combat zone of drug wars, gang slaying, prostitution and crime. But Mike's young life had a special purpose. For eight years he braved terror and brutalization to keep his family of 7 kids together. Incredibly during that time no one ever discovered that the only real parent the family had was just another kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When Mike was born; his father Fonso was in prison for drug dealing. Mike's 15-year-old mother; Cheryl, dropped out of school to support the baby. "Without you my life could have been different" she later told Mike over and over. It was the guilty glue that would make Mike stick with her through the coming years of horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fonso was released from prison when Mike was 4 but instead of security 6-foot 5, 300-pound Vietnam vet brought a new kind of fear into mike's life. Fonso had severe psychological problems and his discipline was harrowing. For minor infractions such as slamming a door he forced Mike to do push-ups for hours. If the little boy collapsed his father would beat him. So fanatical was Fonso 's insistence on school attendance that Cheryl had to hide Mike in a closet when he was sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perhaps it was dark premonition that drove Fonso to toughen up his young son and teach himself reliance far beyond his years. Mike was barely 8 when his father was murdered in a run-in with drug dealers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overnight the protection and income Fonso had provided were gone. It was back to the street for 24 year old Cheryl who now had 3 kids. Mike, Raf;age 4, and Amber; 1 year. Life was bitterly hard and another baby was on the way.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't long before Cheryl brought home Marcel; a cocaine addict who terrorized the family even more than Fonso had. When Mike innocently questioned what Marcel had done with Cheryl's wages as a transit worker, Marcel broke the little boy's jaw so badly it had to be wired back in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marcel soon got Cheryl hooked on cocaine and the two would disappear on drug binges at first leaving the children locked in a closet but eventually just leaving them alone for weeks at a time. Cheryl had convinced Mike that if anyone found out what was happening the children would be separated and sent to foster homes. Remembering his father's fierce admonitions to "be a man" the eight-year-old became consumed by the need to keep his family together no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;To make sure no one suspected anything Mike began cleaning the apartment himself doing laundry by hand and keeping his sisters fed, diapered and immaculate. He scavenged junk shops for hair brushes, bottles and clothes whatever they could afford and covered up for his mothers absences with an endless litany of excuses. Cheryl and Marcel were soon burning through everything the family had in order to buy crack even money for rent and the children's food. When their money situations became desperate Mike quietly quit elementary school at 9 to support the family himself. He cleaned yards, unload trucks and stocked liquor stores, always working before dawn or late at night so the smaller ones wouldn't be alone while awake.As Cheryl and Marcel's drug binges and absences became longer and more frequent their brief returns became more violent. Sinking deeper into addiction; Cheryl would simply would abandon Marcel when his drugs ran out and hook up with someone who was better supplied. A crazed Marcel would then rampage through the slum apartment torturing and terrorizing the children for information about where more money was hidden or where he could find their mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One night Marcel put Mike's 2-year-old sister in a plastic bag and held it closed. Without air the toddler's eyes were bulging and she was turning blue. "Where's your mother? " the addict screamed, Sobbing Mike and little 5 year old Raf threw themselves at Marcel again and again beating on his back with small ineffectual fists. In desperation Mike finally sank his teeth into Marcel's neck praying the savage tormentor would drop the plastic bag and pick on him instead. It worked. Marcel wheeled and threw Mike through the window cutting him with shattered glass and breaking his arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheryl's parent's;Mabel and Otis Bradley, loved their grandchildren deeply, but they worked long hours and lived a difficult multiple bus commute away and could see them only rarely. Sensing the family was struggling Mabel sent clothes and diapers never dreaming that Cheryl was selling the diapers, for drug money. Although Mabel's constant phone calls and unconditional love became Mike's only anchor of support he didn't dare tell her that anything was wrong. He feared his gentle Grandmother would have a heart attack if she learned the truth or worse a violent confrontation with Marcel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The family was forced to move constantly sleeping in Movie Theaters, abandoned cars and even fresh crime scenes at times. Mike washed their clothes in public restrooms and cooked on a single burner hot plate. Eventually Cheryl and Marcel always caught up with them.&lt;br /&gt;Despite the moves, Mike insisted the younger kids attend school, get good grades and be model citizens. To classmates, teachers and even their grandmother the children always seemed normal, well groomed and happy. No one could have imagined how they lived or that another child was raising them. Somehow Mike had managed to sort through the good intentions but brutal methods of his father and blend them with the loving example of his grandmother to form a unique value system. He loved his family deeply and in return the children loved, trusted and believed in him. "You don't have to end up on the street" he told them. " See what momma's like? Stay off drugs!" secretly he was terrified that his mother would one day O.D(overdose) in front of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Over the next few years Cheryl was repeatedly jailed for possession and sale of narcotics and other crimes and was sometimes gone for up to a year at a time. Out of jail she continued to have more children making the family's financial situation increasingly critical. Hard as Mike tried it was becoming impossible for him to care for 3 new babies and support a family of 7 kids at the same time. One Christmas there was only a can of corn and a box of macaroni and cheese for all of them to share. Their only toys for the past year had a single McDonald's happy meal figure for each child. For presents Mike had the children wrap the figurines in newspaper and exchange them. It was one of their better Christmases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The younger teenager now lived in constant anxiety but still refused to fall into the easier world of drug dealing and crime. Instead he braved the dangerous streets late at night selling doctored macadamia nuts which to half-crazed addict looked like 30 dollars crack- cocaine "rocks". He knew he risked his life every time he took such chances but he felt he had few choices. In the nightly siege or gang and drug warfare; the odds were against him though. By age 15 mike had been shot 8 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worse' his reserves of strength and hope were running dangerously low. For as long as he could remember he had live with relentless daily fears: Will we be able to eat today? Will we all be on the street tonight? Will Marcel show up tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;And after more than 40 moves it seemed they had finally hit rock bottom. " Home" was now the Frontier Hotel; a filthy dive on skid row where pimps and prostitutes stalked the halls and drug deals went down on the stairways. The kids had watched a murder in the lobby and Mike was now afraid to leave them alone or to sleep. For the few nights they had been there he had stayed up with a baseball bat to kill rats as they crawled under the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sleep deprived and over whelmed by stress, Mike felt crushed by the responsibilities of his life. It was 2 am. His brother and sisters were huddled under a single blanket on the floor. Michelle, the youngest baby was crying but he had no food for her. The boy who had shouldered his secret burden for so many years suddenly lost hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stumbling to the window in despair Mike stood at the edge steeling himself to jump. Silently asking his family to forgive him he closed his eyes and took a last deep breath. Just then a woman across the street spotted him and began screaming. Mike reeled back from the edge and fell into a corner, sobbing. For the rest of the night he rocked the hungry baby and prayed for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It came a few days later on the eve of Thanksgiving 1993 shortly before Mike's 16th birthday. A church outreach group had set up a sidewalk kitchen nearby to feed the hungry. Mike took the children there for free sandwiches. So impressed were the volunteers with him and the polite youngsters that they began asking gentle questions. A dam deep inside Mike finally broke and his story spilled out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Within days the church group was at work trying to find the family permanent shelter but no single foster home could take all 7 children. Advised that the family would have to be separated "for their own good" Mike adamantly refused threatening to disappear back into the jungle with the kids. The only person he trusted to keep the family together was his grandmother. Reluctantly he finally told her of their life for the past 8 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stunned and horrified Mabel Bradley immediately agreed to take the children but the Los Angeles county social welfare system balked. Mabel was 66, retired and the children's grandfather was diabetic. How could the Bradley possibly cope with 7 youngsters? But Mike knew better. He hid the children and refused to negotiate any alternative except his grandparents. Finally the social workers and courts agreed and an ecstatic Mabel and Otis Bradley were granted permanent custody of the children. Somehow every child had survived unscathed. Nothing short of miracles it seemed. Mike unfathomable strength and love had kept them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mabel has since returned to work and now willingly commutes more than 100 miles away, while Otis cares for the children. Mike works, as many jobs as he can to help support the family but smart willing and honest as he is only minimum wage jobs are available. More than anyone he realizes the value of an education and is working on his GED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His dream is to someday start a small company that can simultaneously employ the counsel street kids like himself who are without the traditional education. And skills to make it in a normal work world but who don't want to be forced back to street life because they can't find work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mike also dedicated to reaching other inner city kids through his music. A talented singer and songwriter, he wrote inspirational rap with his own unique message of hope. Having seen so many kids die in his young life he wants desperately to reach those who might live. "Surviving is against the odds but it happens and we have to get that message out. If a thousand people hear me and 2 kids don't get shot, don't deal, don't die then we've done something."&lt;br /&gt;There is little time to sing right now though for Mike and his family are still struggling themselves. But Raf, Amber and Chloe are now stepping proudly into Mikes' big shoes to do their part at home. They are the 3 oldest street babies he raised and taught to live with courage and hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The remember well all of Mike's words, whispered fiercely to them over and over during the bad times, during the many moves when each time they had to leave every thing behind: " Whatever you have...be grateful for it! Even if you've got nothing. Be grateful you're alive! Believe in yourself. Nobody is stopping you. Have a goal. Survive!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mike Powell will have his company for street kids someday. And there will be time later for the rest of his dreams too. Mike is, after all only Nineteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paula McDonald&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*source:http://www.nsd.wednet.edu/sre00/bbweb01go/lfweb/hero_of_the_hood.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This story is REAL. It was originally a feature article in the Readers' Digest Magazine in 1997.You can see for yourself in this link:&lt;a href="http://paulamcdonald.com/work3.htm"&gt;http://paulamcdonald.com/work3.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike Powell won the America’s Award in 1998, a national award known as “The Nobel Prize for Goodness.” No one could have deserved it more. (its a fact dat has been extracted frm the link above)&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/4549166339213431493-1211696551308110628?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/1211696551308110628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=1211696551308110628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/1211696551308110628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/1211696551308110628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2007/11/against-all-odds.html' title='Against all Odds'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/R0ZNGCuPUDI/AAAAAAAAACU/9iAvgrihHa8/s72-c/1558746161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-1435286450175121327</id><published>2007-11-18T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:07:13.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving and Forgiving..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/Rz_NmyuPUAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/K0tawxX2Zxo/s1600-h/holding%20hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134048166560092162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/Rz_NmyuPUAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/K0tawxX2Zxo/s320/holding%2520hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just a story i wanna share with all of you..&lt;br /&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;A boy was born to a couple after eleven years of marriage. They were a loving couple and the boy was the gem of their eyes. When the boy was around two years old, one morning the husband saw a medicine bottle open. He was late for office so he asked his wife to cap the bottle and keep it in the cupboard. His wife, preoccupied in the kitchen totally forgot the matter.The boy saw the bottle and playfully went to the bottle fascinated by its color and drank it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It happened to be a poisonous medicine meant for adults in small dosages. When the child collapsed, the mother hurried him to the hospital. He died. The mother was stunned! She was terrified how she was going to face her husband. When the distraught father came to the hospital and saw the dead child, he looked at his wife and uttered just five words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;QUESTIONS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. What were the five words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. What is the implication of this story? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANSWER:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The husband just said "I am with you Darling".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The husband's totally unexpected reaction is a proactive behaviour. The child is dead. He can never be brought back to life. There is no point in finding fault with the mother. Besides, if only he hadtaken time to keep the bottle away, this would not have happened. No one is to be blamed.Shehad also lost her only child. What she needed at that moment was consolation and sympathy from the husband. That is what he gave her.If everyone can look at life with this kind of perspective, there would be much fewer problems in the world."A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step."Take off all your envies, jealousies, unforgiveness, selfishness, and fears. And you will find things are actually not as difficult as you think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MORAL OF THE STORY:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This story is really worth reading. Sometimes we spend time in asking who is responsible or whom to blame,whether in a relationship, in a job or with the people we know. By this way, we miss out some warmth in human relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This story was e-mailed to me from my mother and i reposted it here so u all are able to read it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4549166339213431493-1435286450175121327?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/1435286450175121327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=1435286450175121327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/1435286450175121327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/1435286450175121327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2007/11/loving-and-forgiving.html' title='Loving and Forgiving..'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/Rz_NmyuPUAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/K0tawxX2Zxo/s72-c/holding%2520hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4549166339213431493.post-8303013299665285183</id><published>2007-11-10T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:07:16.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Walk in KL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/RzXCjYQU6PI/AAAAAAAAABs/f_XP7aTSYaE/s1600-h/PB101417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131221263520688370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/RzXCjYQU6PI/AAAAAAAAABs/f_XP7aTSYaE/s320/PB101417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today i started my day by waking up at 6.30 am.. to tell you the truth, i actually set my alarm clock to buzz me awake at 6 am.. but i have no idea why it didn't ring.. hmmm.. maybe its because i was too tired till i din hear it.. (played choh tai di with my bro till 1.30 am last night.. shhhh) so my mom had to bash into my room n yell.. "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WAKE UP OR YOU"LL BE LATE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FOR THE TRIP&lt;/span&gt;!!" this morning.. well, she has always been the best alarm clock i had since the day i was born.. hahaha... n yeah.. i went for a trip today too.. to KL.. Kuala Lumpur.. the heart of my country.. Malaysia.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/RzW14oQU6EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jbr5PPSvsno/s1600-h/onion38.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131208275539585106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/RzW2vYQU6FI/AAAAAAAAAAc/sTjDc1VPrlU/s320/onion38.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip however was a last minute thing.. my teacher had announce the details about the trip for the past weeks but i've took no notice of it.. then last tuesday, a friend of mine told me that many of my friends were going for the triped.. i was dumbstrucked.. serves me right for not paying attention.. guess i was day dreaming.. hahaha.. and there were no ways to confirm a place for me in the trip.. luckily a friend decided she didn't wanna go.. so i replaced her in the trip.. i owe u big time Chew Hong!! so at 8 am, my friends and i (with some other girls i don't know) started our bumpy journey to KL in a bus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop is the KL tower... so there we visited the Petrosains.. a science gallery... we arrived early.. before it was even open.. so all of us gotta wait outside.. hehehe.. and took pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/RzW1PYQU6DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Zh6w1cDvRKk/s1600-h/PB101369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131206626272143410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/RzW1PYQU6DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Zh6w1cDvRKk/s320/PB101369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hahaha.. those hands.. the 5 of us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;from the left is... oh no.. i have no idea.. erm.. hahaha.. i think its Kiki (Jo Lin), me, Kayel, Teressa and Mei Yi.. did i get it right guys?? hahaha.. we were bored.. standing outside.. we put our hands one each on printed hand prints outside at the price notice board.. swt.. &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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, finally when we got inside, we had to line up.. while waiting for the "Dark Ride" that would take us inside the gallery, we spotted a cute boys.. he was with his mom visiting the Petrosains.. his name is Aaron.. they aren't Malaysians.. They're from Austria.. according to his mom.. he's so shy.. and cute.. we were all admiring him.. then we had to part when they went off to ride in the "Dark Ride".. sniff.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cameras weren't allowed when we ride the "Dark Ride" to the science gallery.. we were the noisiest group.. the 5 of us.. Kiki was so hyper that she was the most noisy one among the 5 of us.. haha.. its slow.. but we made noise as if we were riding a roller coster.. hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we arrive at de gallery.. n there.. we met little Aaron.. We asked his mom if we could take pictures.. Aaron was shy n he didn't wan to.. his mom told him but he didn't want.. his mom nearly scolded him but thankfully she didnt because we told her its ok if he doesn't wan.. whoa.. so i took out my camera.. deciding to take a picture of him when he isn't lookin.. but then.. he spotted me and the camera.. yeah.. caught in action.. i was expecting him to run away n cling to his mom but he posted.. hahahaha.. so i took pics larh.. since he's giving the chance.. then we also took pics with him.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/RzW4zoQU6GI/AAAAAAAAAAk/oOBFpeNXbZs/s1600-h/PB101370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131210547577284706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/RzW4zoQU6GI/AAAAAAAAAAk/oOBFpeNXbZs/s320/PB101370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;satisfied.. we made our way through de gallery without him.. sniff sniff... oh well... at least there's pictures.. hahaha...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131212381528320114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/RzW6eYQU6HI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YKXnB6SS4GE/s320/PB101373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the 5 of us.. Kiki, Teressa, Kayel, Mei Yi and I came across something very interesting.. look..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/RzW79IQU6JI/AAAAAAAAAA8/JnYduUqT6vI/s1600-h/PB101376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131214009320925330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/RzW79IQU6JI/AAAAAAAAAA8/JnYduUqT6vI/s320/PB101376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/RzW7aYQU6II/AAAAAAAAAA0/NPtRK5OSGDU/s1600-h/PB101375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131213412320471170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/RzW7aYQU6II/AAAAAAAAAA0/NPtRK5OSGDU/s320/PB101375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;we multiplied... hahahah.. jz kidding.. they're mirrors.. cool huh? below, up, and side ways.. mirrors.. so i think u got de picture.. hahaha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our trip didn't jz ended here.. we went to the Eye on Malaysia.. now.. i'm betting many of you don't know what on earth is the Eye on Malaysia.. its a Ferris Wheel that was just recently opened in Taman Titiwangsa in Ampang...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131215662883334306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/RzW9dYQU6KI/AAAAAAAAABE/pKChIdD9XoY/s320/PB101379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is said that this wheel is the LARGEST in South East Asia.. but honestly.. it didn't look large to me.. haha.. till i went up HIGH to de Skies with it.. blekk.. one gondella or if that is the tiny "baskets" thingy.. i have no idea what is it called.. can fit the maximum of 8 ppl.. haha.. but we had 7 in our cell.. somebody said we can only ride for 1 round which disappointed me but thankfully the information is wrong.. because we rode for 6 rounds.. hahaha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/RzW_H4QU6LI/AAAAAAAAABM/GKN9fiU3PsQ/s1600-h/PB101392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131217492539402418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/RzW_H4QU6LI/AAAAAAAAABM/GKN9fiU3PsQ/s320/PB101392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/RzXAIYQU6MI/AAAAAAAAABU/zCwTZLQlrEs/s1600-h/PB101393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131218600640964802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/RzXAIYQU6MI/AAAAAAAAABU/zCwTZLQlrEs/s320/PB101393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kiki took double to make de pictures even.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131219524058933458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/RzXA-IQU6NI/AAAAAAAAABc/s2NujTU5zw8/s320/PB101407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and when we were high up.. GREAT view of KL dude.. hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's the twin tower (KLCC) and the KL tower.. Malaysia's most prized possesions.. it was raining.. the window of the gondella are wet.. sniff..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then the trip came to the end.. i went home.. and start my blog.. this is my 1st entry.. i hope its not bad.. hahah.. now actually having headache.. but i'm just too excited to post something.. hahahaha...&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/4549166339213431493-8303013299665285183?l=ambergfy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/feeds/8303013299665285183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4549166339213431493&amp;postID=8303013299665285183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/8303013299665285183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4549166339213431493/posts/default/8303013299665285183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ambergfy.blogspot.com/2007/11/walk-in-kl.html' title='A Walk in KL'/><author><name>Foon Yoong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/SnEESfc8ERI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/3msioC9OCzc/S220/n731611447_8092.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J5ScwyLf1T8/RzXCjYQU6PI/AAAAAAAAABs/f_XP7aTSYaE/s72-c/PB101417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
