<?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-4885719926810163038</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:46:10.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>- Someone's Story Book -</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00070243538484685301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oduI2xZS8_U/SeHNEMOE7YI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HU9i5Q3Yd9I/S220/DSC01295.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885719926810163038.post-5447695526061279275</id><published>2009-05-31T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T06:25:33.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Semester?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow will be a new start... 3rd year 1st semester...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But Soo Mun is unhappy... Sob... *Depressed*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can everyone stays? God bless us please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885719926810163038-5447695526061279275?l=c-csm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/feeds/5447695526061279275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885719926810163038&amp;postID=5447695526061279275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/5447695526061279275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/5447695526061279275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-semester.html' title='New Semester?'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00070243538484685301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oduI2xZS8_U/SeHNEMOE7YI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HU9i5Q3Yd9I/S220/DSC01295.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885719926810163038.post-5993931576926811528</id><published>2009-05-13T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T02:33:47.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You RL...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Always said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I would know where to find love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Always thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’d be ready and strong enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I just felt I could give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But you came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And you changed my whole world now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’m somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’ve never been before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What love means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s so unbelievable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I don’t wanna let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s something so beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Flowing down like a waterfall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I feel like you’ve been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Forever a part of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And it’s so unbelievable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To finally be in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Somewhere I never thought I’d be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In my heart in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s so clear now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hold my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You’ve got nothing to fear now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And you rescued me somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’m alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’m in love you complete me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I’ve never been here before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What love means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s so unbelievable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I don’t wanna let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s something so beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Flowing down like a waterfall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I feel like you’ve been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Forever a part of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And it’s so unbelievable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To finally be in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Somewhere I never thought I’d be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I think of what I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And this chance I nearly lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can’t help but breakdown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Break down and cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s so unbelievable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I don’t wanna let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s something so beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Flowing down like a waterfall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I feel like you’ve been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Forever a part of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And it’s so unbelievable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To finally be in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Somewhere I never thought I’d be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What love means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885719926810163038-5993931576926811528?l=c-csm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/feeds/5993931576926811528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885719926810163038&amp;postID=5993931576926811528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/5993931576926811528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/5993931576926811528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/2009/05/thank-you-rl.html' title='Thank You RL...'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00070243538484685301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oduI2xZS8_U/SeHNEMOE7YI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HU9i5Q3Yd9I/S220/DSC01295.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885719926810163038.post-4792429670828143840</id><published>2009-04-18T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T01:04:47.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dialled the first 999 in my life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Was doing revision in mum's room in the afternoon... Feel so sleepy... So hot some more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;While I was nearly fall asleep... Suddenly i heard sister shouted "Where is this smoke came from? Fire?!!!" This really wakes me up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Went out to the gate and see, oh my God! So smoky outside, and the smell was so strong... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"What is the number? I need number to make report..." At that time I really don't know what number to dial... "999!" Ya, 999... The receptionist was quite efficient... She passed me to the fire department in a short time... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And that time, mum and sister went downstairs to inform other neighbours to leave their houses... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Taman mana? Nombor rumah? Jalan mana?" Ahhh... Why so many questions??? When I turned back... Nobody at home anymore... That's really make me nervous... "Nombor HP Cik?" That time I already can't tell my number properly... The voice also "lembik" already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;After hung up, I was thinking what to bring with me... Need to bring along my notes? Ah... What if... What if... I just bring along my notes and purse and I leave home... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh gosh, the staircase was so dusty... And the neighbours are all downstairs... Those uncles and aunties were busy discussing there... But I really don't know what happened... So many questions in my mind... "How come so dusty? Where was the fire? Is it safe to go home?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When the firemen were here, those uncles and aunties talked to them... 3rd sister just back from work... And I just sit in her car... So hot outside!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;After that the florist told us that the fuels were caught fire before the firemen reach here... And her shop assistants had extinguished the fire with fire extinguisher... That's why the staircase was so dusty... The uncle told us luckily this never happen at night... Or else the consequences will be really... "disaster"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ahh... That's really a scary experience... Do not hope to experience that anymore... I just hope that everyone can be safe staying here... &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/4885719926810163038-4792429670828143840?l=c-csm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/feeds/4792429670828143840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885719926810163038&amp;postID=4792429670828143840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/4792429670828143840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/4792429670828143840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/2009/04/dialled-first-999-in-my-life.html' title='Dialled the first 999 in my life...'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00070243538484685301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oduI2xZS8_U/SeHNEMOE7YI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HU9i5Q3Yd9I/S220/DSC01295.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885719926810163038.post-6843045098188254139</id><published>2009-04-12T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T21:46:19.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nah... Today we just had our taxation revision class from 8.30am to 9.00am in school... What ler... purposely go to school for half an hour... *sweat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After that, Ms. Too asked me to accompany her to terminal putra to buy bus tickets... Oh yea, our semester break one day trip to Genting Highland... By the way, we can't buy the ticket so early, can only buy one week before we go... Duh, wait lor... Buy later in May...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then, we proceed to TARC... Oww... I miss TARC... It has changed a lot a lot... Can see that the lecture halls had been renovated... New chairs... New long tables... Hehe, but I still prefer those old benches... Remind me of those days... We conteng the tables... Draw our sakai faces on the last day we were in school... Lol... Shhh... Still wondering... Why TARC doesn't provide degree courses? If not I will stay here for my degree! *Sobs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nah... The happy moment... Lunch time! Ehhh... I miss that pan mee stall we used to go last time, nearby Wangsa Maju LRT station... I always kacau Ms. Too to bring me there... At last, I am here... But it has been shifted to a shop... Erm... SSL Noodle is it? I have forgotten the name... Hehe... Now they have menu somemore... Upgrade already huh... Erm, so I ordered that Spicy Pan Mee lor... Always eat that during Diploma time... Erm... The taste has been changed... A LOT! So different! Eh, I still prefer the "old" taste lah... Perhaps they have changed the management? Ish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After the few hours of Setapak and Wangsa trip, Ms. Too brought me home lu... *Fighting*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885719926810163038-6843045098188254139?l=c-csm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/feeds/6843045098188254139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885719926810163038&amp;postID=6843045098188254139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/6843045098188254139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/6843045098188254139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School?'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00070243538484685301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oduI2xZS8_U/SeHNEMOE7YI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HU9i5Q3Yd9I/S220/DSC01295.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885719926810163038.post-8002540846668946032</id><published>2009-03-28T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T07:32:36.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Baby... We will be seeing you on this coming Thursday (2 April 2009)... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Leng and Baby... Please be safe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;*waiting waiting*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885719926810163038-8002540846668946032?l=c-csm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/feeds/8002540846668946032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885719926810163038&amp;postID=8002540846668946032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/8002540846668946032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/8002540846668946032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/2009/03/baby.html' title='Baby'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00070243538484685301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oduI2xZS8_U/SeHNEMOE7YI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HU9i5Q3Yd9I/S220/DSC01295.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885719926810163038.post-8582545811813890750</id><published>2009-03-25T03:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T03:04:37.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: normal; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;10 Questions about ****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-family: arial; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: normal; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;a nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-family: arial;"&gt;u seems to not exist in that _ _ _ _.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-family: arial;"&gt;if u want to _ _ _ _  the person u have to work hard to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-family: arial;"&gt;Lol...&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/4885719926810163038-8582545811813890750?l=c-csm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/feeds/8582545811813890750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885719926810163038&amp;postID=8582545811813890750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/8582545811813890750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/8582545811813890750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/2009/03/nobody_25.html' title='Nobody'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00070243538484685301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oduI2xZS8_U/SeHNEMOE7YI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HU9i5Q3Yd9I/S220/DSC01295.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885719926810163038.post-5729529145998290900</id><published>2009-03-23T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T04:39:18.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Nah... Where is heaven...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Is that place far enough away from Earth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Is that place nice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Can I rest peacefully there...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Haha... Anyone can bring me there...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;To that place... called... "Heaven"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885719926810163038-5729529145998290900?l=c-csm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/feeds/5729529145998290900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885719926810163038&amp;postID=5729529145998290900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/5729529145998290900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/5729529145998290900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/2009/03/heaven.html' title='Heaven?'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00070243538484685301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oduI2xZS8_U/SeHNEMOE7YI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HU9i5Q3Yd9I/S220/DSC01295.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885719926810163038.post-8330838917573812793</id><published>2009-03-13T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:35:27.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>- The End -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is there anymore story behind the page...?&lt;br /&gt;The answer will be... "NO".&lt;br /&gt;That's the end of it... End of the story...&lt;br /&gt;Her heart could not take it anymore...&lt;br /&gt;As she can't afford to be hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much for writing few pages... in her story book...&lt;br /&gt;The words will be forgotten one day...&lt;br /&gt;The images will be forgotten...&lt;br /&gt;The memories... The time spent together... Will be deleted from her memory... One day...&lt;br /&gt;When time passes by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea... Be tough girl...&lt;br /&gt;You will be alright...&lt;br /&gt;Be tough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885719926810163038-8330838917573812793?l=c-csm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/feeds/8330838917573812793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885719926810163038&amp;postID=8330838917573812793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/8330838917573812793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/8330838917573812793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/2009/03/end.html' title='- The End -'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00070243538484685301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oduI2xZS8_U/SeHNEMOE7YI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HU9i5Q3Yd9I/S220/DSC01295.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885719926810163038.post-769331004857609512</id><published>2009-03-12T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:47:49.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sorry... And THANK YOU...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Assignments assignments assignments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broke down of printer last minute... That is really a disaster...&lt;br /&gt;Thus... I was assigned to do the finalization of all the assignments...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lol... What can I do... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was tired... Really tired... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But in my mind... I tell myself that I can do it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So... Let's do it... The finalization of 4 assignments... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nah... The problematic part... Audit assignment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Transferring files has taken a long time... 15 projects... With 57 files...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The margins... Formatting... Are so messy... When it reaches me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lol, I just laughing at myself when I see this... Gonna be mad at this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I need to edit the files... Adjusting the margins and formats... Which I am really hectic about it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ziii... Ziii... Ziii... The printing speed was so slow... And I need to flip the papers manually for duplex printing... The progress was really slow... What time now...? I am just printing project 3...? Starting to feel worrying... And I was really stress... Lol... What happened...?Tears started to roll down... Haha... Can you be a bit tougher? Why are you so weak...? Lol, mumbled to Robert while printing my things... Thank you for cheering and accompanying me until i complete my work... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And the most "happy" part... My printer ran out of ink... Lol... This is really a "good" news for me... I still have 6 more projects to go... Around 100+ pages... How? The only solution... Ask for help... I am sorry brother... I woke you up at 6 something in the morning... Yeah... He saved me... I can continue my work... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At last... 200+ pages work was ready... I have completed my work... Around 7am... And Ms. Too was here to collect the assignments hard copy... Raining out there... When I went down to pass on the work... The staircase seem floating when i walk on them... Lol... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Feel so comfortable when the rain fall... Nah... No need umbrella... The rain was just nice for me... Haha... May release some stress in me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nah... After tidying up my stuff... Bath... And had maggi for my breakfast... sms Lay Yoke and Jonathan... Yeah... 9.30am... Its time to sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12.45pm... Ya... Finished class? I sms my team mates and asked how's everything... The respond is not really positive... They were adding and removing some parts in the assignment... The additional questions' answers for my part were not included in... OMG!!! The file (the part done by me) sent by Yin was not the updated ones... And i was not aware of it... Until i checked just now... It was my fault... For being so blur... I should have checked it properly... I am really sorry... Really really sorry... And thank you, my team mate... I know you guys had done a great job... And I am really happy and appreciated your effort... And thank you for being my team mate... I love you guys... And thanks to my printer... Without you... I can't complete my work... Thank you for your co-operation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's work harder... For next week mid term tests... Good luck everyone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885719926810163038-769331004857609512?l=c-csm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/feeds/769331004857609512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885719926810163038&amp;postID=769331004857609512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/769331004857609512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/769331004857609512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-sorry-and-thank-you.html' title='I am sorry... And THANK YOU...'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00070243538484685301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oduI2xZS8_U/SeHNEMOE7YI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HU9i5Q3Yd9I/S220/DSC01295.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885719926810163038.post-3713499351501477012</id><published>2009-03-12T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:49:59.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" id="Label1"&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" id="Label2"&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" id="Label3"&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" id="Label4"&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" id="Label5"&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" id="Label6"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" id="Label7"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" id="Label8"&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" id="Label9"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885719926810163038-3713499351501477012?l=c-csm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/feeds/3713499351501477012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885719926810163038&amp;postID=3713499351501477012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/3713499351501477012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/3713499351501477012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/2009/03/me.html' title='Me?'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00070243538484685301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oduI2xZS8_U/SeHNEMOE7YI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HU9i5Q3Yd9I/S220/DSC01295.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885719926810163038.post-4970288469782138250</id><published>2009-03-08T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T10:19:24.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>最幸福的事</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" id="lrc5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;你撑着雨伞 借我那次 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" id="lrc6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;已经足够我 记得一辈子 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" id="lrc7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;我懂後来你 不是不坚持 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" id="lrc8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;爱情本来就 没万无一失&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" id="lrc9"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" id="lrc10"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;泪水离开了 你的手指 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" id="lrc11"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;那不如让它 流在这信纸 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" id="lrc12"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;我想女孩子 最贴心的是 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" id="lrc13"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;让爱的人选 结束的方式 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" id="lrc14"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" id="lrc15"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;我最幸福的事 当过你的天使 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" id="lrc16"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;趁鼻酸能掩饰 让我们像当时拥抱最後一次 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" id="lrc17"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;最幸福的事 吹蜡烛时你总为我许愿的手势 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" id="lrc18"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;为挚爱的人 在左边心口保留位置 是最幸福的事 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" id="lrc19"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" id="lrc20"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" id="lrc21"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" id="lrc22"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;可惜爱不是 童话故事 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" id="lrc23"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;不能够永远 依赖着王子 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" id="lrc24"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;才慢慢认识 只剩两个字 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" id="lrc25"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;我怎麽忍心 为难你解释 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" id="lrc26"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" id="lrc27"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;我最幸福的事 当过你的天使 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" id="lrc28"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;趁鼻酸能掩饰 让我们像当时拥抱最後一次 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" id="lrc29"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;最幸福的事 吹蜡烛时你总为我许愿的手势 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" id="lrc30"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;为挚爱的人 在左边心口保留位置 是最幸福的事 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" id="lrc31"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" id="lrc32"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;那一阵子有你 美得不像现实 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" id="lrc33"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;多高兴每一幕 都微笑着静止 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" id="lrc34"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" id="lrc35"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;我最幸福的事 牵着你的日子 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" id="lrc36"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;一段爱从开始 直至分开我们都对彼此诚实 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" id="lrc37"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;最幸福的事 对那片海用力大喊永远的样子 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" id="lrc38"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;想得起的事 那天和你傻笑着认识 是最幸福的事&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;最幸福的事...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;- 我有一个好妈妈...虽然不是亲生的,我很感谢她一直以来的疼爱... 你是全世界最好的人... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;我爱你, 妈妈...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;- 我有几个可爱的姐姐和弟弟... 谢谢你们让我撒娇和欺负... (哈哈, 谁叫我是最小的妹妹...?) 我永远爱你们... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;- 我有一些很好很好的朋友... 你们的好... 我是知道的... 要永远在一起哦... 爱你们...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;- 小夜... 曾经是我很好的朋友... 我还记得你... 希望你过得很好...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;- 还有你... 谢谢你这几个月的照顾... 关心... 让我欺负你... 我也爱你... 祝福你早日找到幸福... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;- 有健康的身体... 健全的肢体... 就要感到感谢了...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;- 能坐在教室里上课... 也很幸福...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;- 每天不用挨饿... 不用饥渴... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;你幸福吗？比起那么多不幸的人...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;别再怨天怨地了...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Learn to appreciate what you are... And what you are having now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4885719926810163038-4970288469782138250?l=c-csm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/feeds/4970288469782138250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885719926810163038&amp;postID=4970288469782138250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/4970288469782138250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/4970288469782138250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_08.html' title='最幸福的事'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00070243538484685301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oduI2xZS8_U/SeHNEMOE7YI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HU9i5Q3Yd9I/S220/DSC01295.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885719926810163038.post-9156151407565910579</id><published>2009-03-07T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T19:15:00.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I can see, some things are important for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;They always follow where you go... Always...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Haha... Why do you care about it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;That's other people's privacy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;None of your business...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885719926810163038-9156151407565910579?l=c-csm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/feeds/9156151407565910579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885719926810163038&amp;postID=9156151407565910579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/9156151407565910579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/9156151407565910579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00070243538484685301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oduI2xZS8_U/SeHNEMOE7YI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HU9i5Q3Yd9I/S220/DSC01295.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885719926810163038.post-1626290684365566314</id><published>2009-02-19T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T07:15:14.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;So fast... Leng has pregnant for 7 months already... Woah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Her stomach is so big now... (heavy heavy) But still fit... Hehe... Thanks to my daddy's gene... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Just now... When we were chatting... I saw Leng's stomach is "moving"! (should I use this word? haha...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Perhaps my little nephew was streching his arms and legs... (*mummy's stomach is too small for me lah... aww...*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;When i placed my hands on the stomach... I can feel the baby's moving... Haha... The feeling is weird... (Curious + happy + excited...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Then try to talk to the baby... (hmm... can he hears me?) Asking him to remember my voice... So that he will let me cuddle next time... Ho Ho Ho... Aunty brings you see gold fish... (This aunty sot sot de...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Baby ah baby... You must grow healthily in mummy's stomach ya... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;We are looking forward to your birth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;*waiting waiting*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885719926810163038-1626290684365566314?l=c-csm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/feeds/1626290684365566314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885719926810163038&amp;postID=1626290684365566314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/1626290684365566314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/1626290684365566314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby.html' title='Baby'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00070243538484685301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oduI2xZS8_U/SeHNEMOE7YI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HU9i5Q3Yd9I/S220/DSC01295.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885719926810163038.post-5689616877937009169</id><published>2009-02-04T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:20:40.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;What am I doing here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Did I make a wrong decision?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Am I really serious about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Should I go on with that? Or... Should I give up...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Argh,,, I don't know what am I thinking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't wanna think about that anymore... No no no...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Concentrate... concentrate on my studies now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;God please help me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Let me get rid of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885719926810163038-5689616877937009169?l=c-csm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/feeds/5689616877937009169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885719926810163038&amp;postID=5689616877937009169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/5689616877937009169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/5689616877937009169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/2009/02/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00070243538484685301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oduI2xZS8_U/SeHNEMOE7YI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HU9i5Q3Yd9I/S220/DSC01295.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885719926810163038.post-1801488796819315035</id><published>2009-01-23T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T05:52:15.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Je t'aime</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;"I Love You..." Haha... You know what does this sentence means?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;When you say this sentence, do you really mean it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;If no, please do not tell anyone that you love him / her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;You said you love me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe... you are just bored... you need someone to talk to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe... you are looking for a spare tyre... to replace someone in your heart... when she leaves you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe... you are fooling around? just for fun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe... you are looking for a substitute? to fill in your empty heart when your are lonely? or when you miss her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe... you think that i am a dumb? silly girl? too nice to be cheated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe... you think that i am robot? no feeling? will not be hurt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Haha... Too much maybe's in my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't know... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;What are you thinking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I am not a mind reader...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Please be honest with yourself... and me... and... her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I am not a toy... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I have a heart... Not a strong one... Maybe a very weak and fragile heart... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Why am i feeling hurt? Why my tears are rolling down...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Please be honest... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;STOP saying you love me if you DO NOT mean it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I hate liars... too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885719926810163038-1801488796819315035?l=c-csm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/feeds/1801488796819315035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885719926810163038&amp;postID=1801488796819315035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/1801488796819315035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/1801488796819315035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/2009/01/je-taime.html' title='Je t&apos;aime'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00070243538484685301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oduI2xZS8_U/SeHNEMOE7YI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HU9i5Q3Yd9I/S220/DSC01295.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885719926810163038.post-1796058254205173187</id><published>2008-10-20T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T05:02:37.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood Donation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Blood donation campaign...!!! Come come come and donate blood~ Here are the requirements... Benefits... Lalala~" The FAU blood donation campaign committees will come in to the lecture hall and promote the campaign... Well, that was in TARC... While Yen, Za and I will participate to be the helpers in the hall... Looking at people... donate their blood... *Geli-nya* Nah, I never donate blood before as... I was not qualified that time... Everytime also kena aunty visits... *Sad* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ei ei... I saw the blood donation campaign banner at the South court in UTAR wor... 20th October!!! Good, I guess won't kena "that day" gua... So I was so "beria-ia" and ask Yun Li and Zhan to go together on Monday~ Wakaka...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were given a form to fill up our particulars and health history at the entrance... Then test the pressure and weight... The doctor looked at the weighing machine and said, "You just met the minimum required weight..." "Yeah~!" "Tell the nurse if you feel dizzy ya...?" I was like... Sure no problem lah... I am healthy baby~ Hehe... *Perasan betul*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erm... When i enter the blood donation area, I noticed that the area was quite limited compared to TARC... So, I have to wait beside for empty seat... There, Zhan was half way donating blood... While Yun Li was shifting seat, the nurse was poking poking the needle to find her vein, I saw her face was pale and I think she felt like crying already... Ahh... How come so scary??? I started to feel worry and feel like running away that time... "Ah moi, come sit here..." "Woah... My turn my turn!!!" *Nervous*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I sat down and placed my right hand on the chair... *Ahhh!!! Why right hand? Later I have to copy notes!!!* As my left hand's vein can be seen easily compared to my right hand, I try to pursue the nurse to shift me to another chair... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: Erm... I think my left hand's vein can be found easier...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nurse: It is ok, just hold the ball tight then I will find the vein...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: Oh... *Alamak, why like that... I want left hand lah...*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No choice lor... What the nurse asked me to do i just "Oh..." and follow her instructions... Then, the GELI part... The nurse poked the needle in... *Ouch... Felt a bit pain* I know my face expression was "funny" that time as I was really S-C-A-R-E!!! Then the helper came near and asked me not to scare... *Blushed*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After a few minutes *I guess? I never see my watch*, the nurse collected my blood bag... "Alamak! Why your hand is so cold?" "Scare..." *Blushed again* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then met up Zhan and Yun Li outside lu... Get the certificate and refreshment... And rush rush rush to lecture class... Wahaha... We were late for class... Sorry ya miss...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My very FIRST time donating blood experience in UTAR... Erm... Not bad... At least done something meaningful lor... *Happy happy*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885719926810163038-1796058254205173187?l=c-csm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/feeds/1796058254205173187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885719926810163038&amp;postID=1796058254205173187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/1796058254205173187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/1796058254205173187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/2008/10/blood-donation.html' title='Blood Donation'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00070243538484685301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oduI2xZS8_U/SeHNEMOE7YI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HU9i5Q3Yd9I/S220/DSC01295.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885719926810163038.post-3406745155878401797</id><published>2008-10-12T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T03:59:34.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Semester - Tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exam exam exam! Jo-ey will be having her final exam starting tomorrow... As her aunty... I was given that responsiblity to be her tuition teacher... Wahaha... Well, i am not really good in giving tuition... Especially kids! Ah!! Reminds me of my part time job as a teacher in kintergarten... Tuition teacher in Ms. Ling's house... Night mare... Yet sweet dreams... Haha... You know, kids - no matter how naughty, they are still cute... *Ch-eh, shiok sendiri pulak*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday, Monday, Tuesday... Nah nah nah... Which day you like the most? For me, I love Fridays! Why? - The next day will be Saturday, no class, Hooray!! *lazy-nya* But when the same question goes to little Jo-ey, the answer is a bit - uh uh... Different! "I love... Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday!" "Uh? Why?" "Because I will be having PJ session on Tue, computer class on Wed, and art class on Thurs! *smiling face*" Ah ya, i was not an active girl in primary school *Regret-nya* Ah no no no... No time for upset... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So fast my 3 weeks holidays past... First semester's result was out... Few of my friends might need to shift to main campus, or other institutes... Really sad for that... My friend, never never give up ok? Sotong is here, cheer you up when you need a shoulder to lean de oh... *haik haik haik!!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow will be starting new semester, the second semester... Although some might feel upset for the first semester result... But... Nobody can give up ah! Wo-ah! No time for giving up... *Life's too short, live life to the fullest - woah!* No more playing, fooling around everyday already lah... *Serious serious* Let's add oil yea everyone~! Work hard together! *Of course play hard for the right time - hehe...* We can do it ya ya!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p.s. Miss you guys, can't wait to see you guys tomorrow... ^^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885719926810163038-3406745155878401797?l=c-csm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/feeds/3406745155878401797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885719926810163038&amp;postID=3406745155878401797' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/3406745155878401797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/3406745155878401797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-semester-tomorrow.html' title='New Semester - Tomorrow!'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00070243538484685301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oduI2xZS8_U/SeHNEMOE7YI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HU9i5Q3Yd9I/S220/DSC01295.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4885719926810163038.post-8001821797925390391</id><published>2008-10-06T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T22:08:53.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mamma Mia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh ya it's holiday! Lets go for movie! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Mamma Mia! Here I go again. My my, how can i resist you?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yaya... How can i resist you? i wanna watch Mamma Mia! Haha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This story started of with a song... "I have a dream" by Sophie... Oh my... the voice is so... sweet and clear! *fall in love with it*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nah, this girl Sophie is actually a bride-to-be... She is staying together with her mother - Donna, in a beautiful island... But wait! Where is her dad? Nah nah... Sophie has never met him before. A sneak-peak at Donna's diary, she found that Donna had 3 lovers before she was born. She secretly invites 3 of them to her wedding... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here, lots of funny and touching scenes in the movie... I like Donna's friends - Rosie and Tanya! Both of them are closed friends of Donna... Shows caring to Donna when Donna cried in wash room... Haha, but end up with funny scene - nah, this is the lesson "do not sneak peak when your friend crys in wash room".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah ya! Super Trouper! Here, the 3 ladies - Donna, Tanya and Rosie perform on the wedding eve... Cool... I guess I can't wear those boots with high heels and dance when i am at their age... *cough cough* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the movie, Donna loves her daughter more than anything *cheh... what I feel lor* She felt sad *or i should say touched?* when her daughter is getting married (ah... maybe leaving her to another place... *sad*) Singing "Slipping through my Fingers" here... *Sob... Feel like crying...*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the end, Donna gets together with Sam, her true love... *Wahaha, i think he is the most leng zai among the 3 guys... But Yen not agree with me... Cheh...*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yaly told me that Meryl Streep (Donna) said that she was very tired for this movie... Haha... I think that's really true - dancing, singing, jumping high, jumping to the sea... But it all worth it... Haha... I guess everyone watching this movie will really enjoy it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoho, Yen and I shiok sendiri clapping and cheering there after the movie... Wahaha... Well done movie!! Love it! Mamma Mia!!! Looking forward to "High School Musical 3"!!! Hohoho~~~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4885719926810163038-8001821797925390391?l=c-csm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/feeds/8001821797925390391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4885719926810163038&amp;postID=8001821797925390391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/8001821797925390391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4885719926810163038/posts/default/8001821797925390391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c-csm.blogspot.com/2008/10/mamma-mia.html' title='Mamma Mia!'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00070243538484685301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oduI2xZS8_U/SeHNEMOE7YI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HU9i5Q3Yd9I/S220/DSC01295.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
