<?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-8423418814673431961</id><updated>2011-07-30T22:08:59.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Space...Love&amp;Laughter....</title><subtitle type='html'>爱与欢笑，是我要带给大家的。。。 
希望你能感受得到，
这一份，
来自恺慈的诚意。。。</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>150</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-2171764252663968669</id><published>2011-06-26T09:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T09:08:29.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit my new blog</title><content type='html'>Welcome to my new blog, http://kaichur2.blogspot.com ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-2171764252663968669?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/2171764252663968669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=2171764252663968669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2171764252663968669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2171764252663968669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2011/06/visit-my-new-blog.html' title='Visit my new blog'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-2584403754161366809</id><published>2010-05-06T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T11:41:53.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Exam Ended = Half-way of my Degree life~</title><content type='html'>My 2nd year officially ended on 5 May 2010, 10.30a.m. at ARAS 1 Bangunan Peperiksaan UM. As usual, we had our class gathering after exam. This sem, we went to RedBox to Sing-K..haha..this is the first time i have my K-session in KL since i entered University. It was a nice experience for me. We were enjoying ourselves that day. Had songs from ABBA to Lady GaGa then have dancing from Sorry Sorry to Nobody. haha..I was shocked when I saw Park singing and dancing.. Wow...he can sing and dance..that's what came into my mind during that time. Haha..He is such a cute guy. We were dancing crazily in the room. Wow...can you imagine?haha...&lt;br /&gt;I missed the last semester K-session. Luckily i didn't miss it this semester. I had a great time. Thanks to our PR June who deal with all those handsome people in RedBox to give us a great service. Not forget also Nicholas. Without him, we have to squeeze in a medium room with 17 of us..haha..Pity little Timm who was sitting on the "baby chair".haha...&lt;br /&gt;What have i done during my second year? A very good question for me to think of and think hard. What have I done beside those assignments and activities? Did I learn anything or grow up? Yes, i did. I have become a better Kai Chur now. At least, I know what i do and i know how to handle everything well. All these do not come in a day or two, but after a long term of training. Rome is not build in a day. Same goes to me. I learned from every little things that I have gone through. Every single moment in our lives, we are learning. It's true and it is undeniable truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's give those things in my life some awards.&lt;br /&gt;1. The Bussiest Job Award = Being a Exco of PBUM&lt;br /&gt;2. The Most Unwanted Moment = When mom is not feeling well&lt;br /&gt;3. The Most Heart Brokening Award = The only moment when my heart was torn into two for the third times.&lt;br /&gt;4. The Happiest Moment Award = Everymoment which I have live my life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;5. The Best Group Award = of course, The PowerPuff Girls lar..&lt;br /&gt;6. The Best Memory Award = Working together with PowerPuff Girls and UMA.&lt;br /&gt;7. The Best Movie but Make me sad Award = Ice Kacang Puppy Love&lt;br /&gt;8. The "Best" Lecturer I ever meet = Smelly Garbage Flower&lt;br /&gt;9. The "Best" examination = My most ethical paper&lt;br /&gt;10. The Best Day = Everyday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's all from me..&lt;br /&gt;Have to sleep d..&lt;br /&gt;Good night everyone^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-2584403754161366809?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/2584403754161366809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=2584403754161366809' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2584403754161366809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2584403754161366809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2010/05/exam-ended-half-way-of-my-degree-life.html' title='~Exam Ended = Half-way of my Degree life~'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-273255000431533079</id><published>2010-04-20T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T20:01:25.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~April Fool?~</title><content type='html'>Wow..so fast, it’s mid-April now, which indicate, I am going to the end of my second year in University of Malaya. It was too fast for me to accept and yet it is a truth that I have to take it. When I flashed back all those memories I had in University of Malaya, it was just a minute ago. I touched on the ground of University of Malaya on 29 June 2008. Oh My God..It was two years ago. Once again, I looked at myself, what have I done during these two years? I have a lot of new friends. Yes, it is undeniable; I have a lot of friends during these two years. But, how many of them are true friends? I am not sure yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was great that during this 2nd year 2nd sem, I had a great group- The PowerPuff Girls-..Our mission is to save the world..haha..We don’t have such power to save the world. But we are trying our best to help our participant in our AR class and also work hard for our CALL project. Eh..i forget to introduce who is in our PowerPuff Girls…hmm..let’s start with the first cool girl, Ms.Tian Zhong Weng a.k.a Blur Puff. She has a blur blur face any time, any place… Secondly, is our Ms. Amy Yu Shi Chia a.k.a Creative Puff. She was a creative dancer, but don’t know will be creative dancer again or not.haha… Next will be our Curry Puff, Ms. Marina Melissa Ng. Haha.. she was given Curry Puff as her puffies’ name because she love to eat curry puff so much. Follow by my roommate, Tan Shin Yen a.k.a Silent Puff. She always silent during our discussion but she is never silent in our room. Haha… Not forget, our Turkish Puff, Nermin Tunci, who come from Turkey. Hehe… Eh..seems like I forget to introduce myself, I am Curly Puff..haha… I am glad with my puffies here. We had a camping in the lobby to finish our assignment together, we had nights with lots of jobs to be done and we had a lot of great time together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/S85po5oli0I/AAAAAAAAAmA/GeT2NYksuqA/s1600/26060_10150155229790556_728845555_11811162_1656334_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/S85po5oli0I/AAAAAAAAAmA/GeT2NYksuqA/s200/26060_10150155229790556_728845555_11811162_1656334_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462419549433727810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PowerPuff Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/S85nFWEmnBI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/NeSHrXN7yBo/s1600/Image0419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/S85nFWEmnBI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/NeSHrXN7yBo/s200/Image0419.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462416739568884754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Dr.Jessie after the CALL project and expo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/S85nF14NOKI/AAAAAAAAAlY/XwMY-svo7ik/s1600/Image0426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/S85nF14NOKI/AAAAAAAAAlY/XwMY-svo7ik/s200/Image0426.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462416748106823842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch a dramma by my buddy's buddy in Jaya One with Oong and Yen Yen. Love the show. this is Thanusha, one of the actor??actress??haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s my study week now. One more day to go is my first paper yet I have not started with any notes or books. This semester, I had a very special study week. As usual, my study week started with a movie and sushi. I went to sushi bonanza with Zhong Weng and we watched “how to train your dragon” before our sushi feast. This movie inspired me a lot. For me, our thoughts are those entire dragon which controlled by another big dragon, which is our heart. There is no limitation of food that the big dragon need. It eats up all dragons which do not bring any food to him. Our heart, too, hungry all the time and there is no ending for any hope. One after another, non-stop. While the main character( I forget his name), he is the hero who killed the big dragon. In our real life, who will be the hero? For me, my answer is, ourselves. Only we can kill all worries, all not needed hopes and so on from growing and expanding. Yet, how many of us can really make it? I couldn’t make it at all as I still controlled by someone and something. I was glad that at the end of the movie, the main character which is so fragile managed to kill the big dragon and trained all other dragons. Human and dragon finally can live together happily. This is a good ending. Isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/S85nGGPposI/AAAAAAAAAlg/Ivz9Bf5eKyg/s1600/Image0440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/S85nGGPposI/AAAAAAAAAlg/Ivz9Bf5eKyg/s200/Image0440.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462416752500122306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;achievement of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/S85nGQaOpbI/AAAAAAAAAlo/doDKg0a5eOg/s1600/Image0467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/S85nGQaOpbI/AAAAAAAAAlo/doDKg0a5eOg/s200/Image0467.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462416755228845490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;love this picture so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/S85nGwlt7RI/AAAAAAAAAlw/yON9Iq6yGEU/s1600/Image0439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/S85nGwlt7RI/AAAAAAAAAlw/yON9Iq6yGEU/s200/Image0439.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462416763866967314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why my study week so special? Because this is the first time I have my study week at home. The first ever time after I entered university. Before this, I refused to study at home because I couldn’t concentrate. This time, it is proven that I really cannot concentrate and study at all at home. What I have done is just merely eat, eat, eat and eat. Now weight gained and I am working on reducing the weight. This is one of the consequences. Another is I did not touch even a book or a note at all. This is a great achievement of mine. My cousin sister said that I am “sampat”. But I think I am steady instead of “sampat”. Haha… During this study week, I watched the movie I longed for a long long time with someone I hope to watch with. However, a dream has been broken after this movie. A fragile heart broke as well. Ok..back to the topic, which movie I wanted to watch so long? It is “ Ice Kacang Puppy Love”. Supporting this movie is not merely because it is made in Malaysia, but watching it with a people you admire so long is definitely sweet. Nonetheless, I did not have the sweet feeling after all. I changed to become a heart broken day the next day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/S85poPAX2qI/AAAAAAAAAl4/4utKJhRnX_U/s1600/Image0480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/S85poPAX2qI/AAAAAAAAAl4/4utKJhRnX_U/s200/Image0480.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462419537990769314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice Kacang Puppy Love which is not sweet at all though I imagined it will be very sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the third time you have been fooling around and give me all those nonsense reasons after that. Have you ever thought of my feeling before you do all these? Do you know that you are the one that I trusted so much where every word you uttered, I will believe it is correct and sincere? I was happy for the first two hours where you ask me the question. But after you back from dinner, same thing happen again, and same reason again. I don’t know why I am so stupid to trust you for so many years. I have been waiting for years, but what it gives me, a don’t know how’s future answer. I will remember what you told me and I will change myself. Not because of you, but because of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tomorrow will be my exam. Best of luck for myself and hope you will get well soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-273255000431533079?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/273255000431533079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=273255000431533079' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/273255000431533079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/273255000431533079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fool.html' title='~April Fool?~'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/S85po5oli0I/AAAAAAAAAmA/GeT2NYksuqA/s72-c/26060_10150155229790556_728845555_11811162_1656334_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-6818648415357159108</id><published>2010-03-28T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T08:50:57.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of March</title><content type='html'>It's going to end, March. It just reached around the corner and now it wants to go away from me. It's like a flash of light. Just a moment, and it is gone. WHat have i done in this month? I can't really remember....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanying mother is the most frequent thing i have in this month, i guess...I went to UMMC for several times, guess this was the first time i went there so often. I could even recognize every places in UMMC now. How brilliant I am...But, i am not proud of such an achievent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to stop something yet i didn't make it clear enough. Now in dilemma. I can't blame anyone..i can only blame myself. I should have talked to him and tell him clearly everything should be an end. But i did not. Now how to stop everything? i don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month was a busy month for me as all activities were altogether in this month. I have tried not to be so tired, yet i cant. Assignment due dates, presentations, test and many things. I have to handle them. I chose to run away from everything and start to watch dramma again. What have i done? What is in my mind? i don't know. i just don't want to face them. I hate to face all these. Yet, i have to face it one day, i know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend's father passed away last month and this month, her mom passed away. i smell the gas of uncertainties in life. She is tough and even tougher than what i imagined. I am proud of her, yet, i do hope that she can share her worries and sadness with me. I hope she can cry in front of me. I hope that i was with her during the funeral. But i didn't manage to be there. I am so sorry, my dear friend. I know you will say," Nvm, im ok wo". that's what you told me. you will say,"i am very good wo". I am still worrying. You have lost both financial supports and your lovely parents in such a short time. It's really hard to accept it. However, you are too strong and tough. I am proud of you. But, i have to tell you, my shoulders are available for you whenever you need it. I will be thre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just went to visit my dad's cemetery last saturday. It's cheng meng season again. It's the only time i visit my dad. I miss him so much. On the way to the cemetery, the song i composed played in my mind. I was asking whether he had listened to it or not. I wished he could listened my song as it was written especially for him. Tears rolled down once the song played again. I miss you, dad. When can we meet again? when do you want to come to my dream again? I really miss you a lot. I miss your hugs, your kiss, your voice, your everything.I love you, dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back in UM now...A lot of things for me to catch up. Assignments, projects and activities reports. I have to put more efforts on everything. I have to...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-6818648415357159108?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/6818648415357159108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=6818648415357159108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/6818648415357159108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/6818648415357159108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2010/03/end-of-march.html' title='The end of March'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-2394412061947619290</id><published>2010-03-06T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T07:18:08.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthcare...</title><content type='html'>These two months, i realized that having a healthy body is very important in life. There is nothing more important than health. I was in UMMC with my mom when she was doing her medical check up last week. I saw many people struggling and were so ill from sickness, heart was cold when I viewed this scene. Suddenly, a big hammer was hamming onto my head and telling me it's time for me to wake up and being alert on what i have done before this. I was not taking good care of my health.I like to eat fast food, like to eat instant noodle, like to sleep late, like to eat junk food and so on. These are not healthy lifestyle. When I see those people suffer from illness, i started to worry about myself. will i be the one who is suffering in Hosp soon?Yes, if i don't take care of my health, i will definitely be the next to sleep on the sick bed. I hope i can change my lifestyle soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, during these two months, many thing had happened. I met a boddhisatva, whom i respect most and feel glad that i know him. He is one of the senior in PBUM. He is such a great person who help me a lot. Thank Buddha that he is here on time. haha..Thanks a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-2394412061947619290?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/2394412061947619290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=2394412061947619290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2394412061947619290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2394412061947619290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2010/03/healthcare.html' title='Healthcare...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-5323253911616676420</id><published>2010-02-18T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T06:15:25.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>我回来了！</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/S36c3xwh38I/AAAAAAAAAlI/mSsqSjT9DUo/s1600-h/Image0240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/S36c3xwh38I/AAAAAAAAAlI/mSsqSjT9DUo/s200/Image0240.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439957881973759938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/S36c3cpB5RI/AAAAAAAAAlA/MOLa_3A3viw/s1600-h/Image0239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/S36c3cpB5RI/AAAAAAAAAlA/MOLa_3A3viw/s200/Image0239.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439957876305159442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/S36c3A02gMI/AAAAAAAAAk4/MEiZG_Tm6-I/s1600-h/Image0264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/S36c3A02gMI/AAAAAAAAAk4/MEiZG_Tm6-I/s200/Image0264.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439957868838551746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好久没有在这里写下我的心情故事了。这几个月里，不是忙，就是盲。茫茫然然的，过了两个月。&lt;br /&gt;不知不觉，七个星期了。半个学期就这样过去了。回头看看自己做了什么呢？好像毫无成就，挥霍了七个星期。&lt;br /&gt;承担了佛学会的执委，让我生活更充实也更加的忙。这一个学期，是我最多assignment的一个学期，家里又出了一些状况，有时真的又要打退堂鼓的念头。自己一个人静静的坐在一个角落时，会想想，我到底是不是选择错误呢？现在承担，好像不是一个好时机。 每次缺席会议时，心里都有万分的对不起，可是，还有更加需要我的事去处理。我该如何选择呢？我并不是超人，不能万事兼顾。应该说，我原本已为我自己是超人，可以事事兼顾。但是，原来我是不能的。我不是超人。还好，当我累时，心力不够时，有着一班法侣，在身旁为我加油打气，总是让我有一股力量，继续前进。感恩你们。&lt;br /&gt;看看这短短的七个星期里，许多计划都泡汤了。计划好的一切，都因为因缘不俱足，无法完成。原定这个学期少一点回家，多一点参与学会活动，但是，事与愿违，家里出状况，身为大女儿，我必须回去，我才能安心。虽然妈妈都说不必回来，但，我一个人在吉隆坡，我更加的担心，还是回来看看，心才安。&lt;br /&gt;伤害了一个人的心，心里是不好受的。被伤害的，应该更是难受吧。不是我不要和你一同并肩作战到底，只是情况不允许，希望你明白。没想到，我们之间的事，会影响到你的家人。在此向你的家人说声抱歉。对不起！&lt;br /&gt;第一次收到情人节礼物，却是一份遗憾的礼物。 &lt;br /&gt;普体之夜刚刚过去，我终于听到我自己写的歌了。感觉很棒！泪如泉下，大家不断的拍我的肩膀，不好意思。每次听到“爸，您听见了吗？”眼泪都回不听使唤的流下来。尤其是以下这一段：&lt;br /&gt; “你是我最疼得孩子，您这样对我说。您是我最爱的爸爸，我从没对您说”&lt;br /&gt;眼泪更是霹雳扒拉的流个不停。这是我最遗憾的事。无法向爸爸说我爱你，是我一生中最最最遗憾的一件事。这次回家，终于鼓起勇气，向妈妈说了我爱她，也感恩他的养育之恩。我不想再有遗憾了。&lt;br /&gt;接下来的七个星期，又是充满挑战的七个星期。我能面对他们吗？加油！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-5323253911616676420?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/5323253911616676420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=5323253911616676420' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/5323253911616676420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/5323253911616676420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='我回来了！'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/S36c3xwh38I/AAAAAAAAAlI/mSsqSjT9DUo/s72-c/Image0240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-210548980542623146</id><published>2010-01-12T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T07:54:04.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>矛盾</title><content type='html'>你什么都没有，&lt;br /&gt;但是我却选择了你&lt;br /&gt;现在才来后悔，&lt;br /&gt;好像太迟的决定&lt;br /&gt;可是我从来没有后悔&lt;br /&gt;因为选择你是我的决定&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;答应我，&lt;br /&gt;为了我，&lt;br /&gt;努力向上&lt;br /&gt;精进向善&lt;br /&gt;好吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果你能为了我&lt;br /&gt;我会很感动&lt;br /&gt;你肯定会为了我&lt;br /&gt;不是吗？&lt;br /&gt;你确定你的选择&lt;br /&gt;对了吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到底我应该怎样？&lt;br /&gt;我不想再懦弱。。。&lt;br /&gt;我可以不再懦弱吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-210548980542623146?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/210548980542623146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=210548980542623146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/210548980542623146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/210548980542623146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='矛盾'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-7695753350873091753</id><published>2009-12-02T18:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T19:55:38.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~R@nDom~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sxc10IY7ZxI/AAAAAAAAAkk/K0eQujUDjTg/s1600-h/12835_1258885883284_1563750071_30655892_8210990_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sxc10IY7ZxI/AAAAAAAAAkk/K0eQujUDjTg/s200/12835_1258885883284_1563750071_30655892_8210990_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410852647030449938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sxc1zzkmb1I/AAAAAAAAAkc/ostHj8UC_e8/s1600-h/12835_1258885803282_1563750071_30655891_5157075_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sxc1zzkmb1I/AAAAAAAAAkc/ostHj8UC_e8/s200/12835_1258885803282_1563750071_30655891_5157075_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410852641442262866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sxc1zScqM2I/AAAAAAAAAkU/jTMCzD5dtXM/s1600-h/12835_1258886163291_1563750071_30655899_6629261_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sxc1zScqM2I/AAAAAAAAAkU/jTMCzD5dtXM/s200/12835_1258886163291_1563750071_30655899_6629261_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410852632550585186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sxc1zMk9zTI/AAAAAAAAAkM/r5liW8Qz4qY/s1600-h/12835_1258885683279_1563750071_30655888_7075997_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sxc1zMk9zTI/AAAAAAAAAkM/r5liW8Qz4qY/s200/12835_1258885683279_1563750071_30655888_7075997_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410852630974811442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in Teluk Intan for almost two weeks. I am going to UM Youth Camp in the coming Monday. I have not done my homework for the camp. Kind of worry. Going to eat more than 100 pages of thingy. Buddha bless me. haha..&lt;br /&gt;Well, went to watch 2012 with Wei Fong last Monday. It was such a great movie. After i watched the movie, I started to feel scare of the day. 2012, will it come and will it becomes reality?What will happen to me if the day come? Will I have a chance to do everything that i wish to do? Will I regret after all?I will not know. But that day, i went to DYC opening ceremony, Rev. Sampano had gave a very good speech on that day. I can get the point of live our life to the fullest as long as we still can breath. It's true. Many people will plan for their future but never appreciate the present. We will not know what will happen in the future, not even the next second. It is always better for us to live life to the fullest and appreciate the present.&lt;br /&gt;This Tuesday, had a gathering with my former form 6 classmates. We had a steamboat gathering at Poh Loong. It's such a great gathering. It has been a thousands of years i have not seen Peck Geok and Sheue Chia. Finally, i met them during the gathering. We had such a big dinner that day.I ate a lot. My diet plan failed as well. Haha...But it is ok. As long as we all happy. Had my belated birthday present from Peck Geok, Sin Yee and Lay Ying. TSCL is back. I miss those time we were together. Still remember Peck Geok always made me laugh when we walked to canteen from our classroom. She had a lot of funny movement which made me laugh from my heart. Still remember that we love to chop body glove on each other. The time we play together is the most memorable one for me. After we went to University, there is no such happiness for me anymore. &lt;br /&gt;This few weeks, was feeling so sweet and protected. Love staying in your heart^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-7695753350873091753?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/7695753350873091753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=7695753350873091753' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7695753350873091753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7695753350873091753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/12/rndom.html' title='~R@nDom~'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sxc10IY7ZxI/AAAAAAAAAkk/K0eQujUDjTg/s72-c/12835_1258885883284_1563750071_30655892_8210990_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-2936647600458540099</id><published>2009-11-09T03:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T03:34:38.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>update..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Svf6vQekauI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Z2kcCBlPO5Q/s1600-h/Image0096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Svf6vQekauI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Z2kcCBlPO5Q/s200/Image0096.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402061967838178018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yen is Sleeping+sms-ing+avoiding from the camera+reading. 4 in 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Svf6vOsKziI/AAAAAAAAAjs/63jerTHoN98/s1600-h/Image0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Svf6vOsKziI/AAAAAAAAAjs/63jerTHoN98/s200/Image0099.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402061967358348834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZW, Timm and Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Svf6u3okfcI/AAAAAAAAAjk/qKGa_X5EM-o/s1600-h/Image0098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Svf6u3okfcI/AAAAAAAAAjk/qKGa_X5EM-o/s200/Image0098.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402061961169239490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Svf6uyqSJWI/AAAAAAAAAjc/gumkFHkg2fY/s1600-h/Image0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Svf6uyqSJWI/AAAAAAAAAjc/gumkFHkg2fY/s200/Image0105.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402061959834248546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yen, Marilynn and Faiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Svf6uiz2BLI/AAAAAAAAAjU/SDa4aVGFa5Y/s1600-h/Image0121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Svf6uiz2BLI/AAAAAAAAAjU/SDa4aVGFa5Y/s200/Image0121.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402061955579380914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiao Yao and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Svf5XRniVTI/AAAAAAAAAjM/D4K7T1j6344/s1600-h/Image0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Svf5XRniVTI/AAAAAAAAAjM/D4K7T1j6344/s200/Image0126.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402060456315737394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey!you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Svf5XKVxiFI/AAAAAAAAAjE/8jv_r0DuUfw/s1600-h/Image0117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Svf5XKVxiFI/AAAAAAAAAjE/8jv_r0DuUfw/s200/Image0117.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402060454362187858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkey pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Svf5Wx1x2RI/AAAAAAAAAi8/0pRqWs0eEQk/s1600-h/Image0115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Svf5Wx1x2RI/AAAAAAAAAi8/0pRqWs0eEQk/s200/Image0115.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402060447785539858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plastisin with little xiao yao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Svf5WsSm5pI/AAAAAAAAAi0/pMpVr3AKeBU/s1600-h/Image0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Svf5WsSm5pI/AAAAAAAAAi0/pMpVr3AKeBU/s200/Image0109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402060446295844498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plastisin that we after we came back from Sunway Pyramid No. 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Svf5WYXHRTI/AAAAAAAAAis/qGpll6EG4Fg/s1600-h/Image0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Svf5WYXHRTI/AAAAAAAAAis/qGpll6EG4Fg/s200/Image0106.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402060440946033970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are cousins ..Yeah!!!Grandma and Xiao Yao&lt;br /&gt;Well…Well, it has been a long time I have not update my news here. I was having a very busy week before my study week where I had settled almost everything before I started my study week. However, there were still 2 assignments left behind for me to complete during my study week. I went back to my hometown on 22 October 2009 and came back to university on 25 October 2009. I wished I could stay at home for a longer period, but I can’t as I have to come back here to finish my assignments which due on 27 October 2009 and 30 October 2009 respectively. Anyway, some may ask me, why I can’t do my assignment while I am at home. I have to say that, once I reach home, I will become a big lazy worm and sleeping beauty. Haha~ I slept from night to the morning and continue sleeping again. Almost 24 hours I will use to sleep. That is when I recharge my energy. Thus, I can’t really spend my study week at home, or else, it will end up with nothing. &lt;br /&gt; Once I reached my college, I started to do my first assignment, which is for poetry. This time, I had a different poem from what I have done before. No more sex, no more love, no more death. Now, it changed to the theme of learning. Ahem~ it sounds nice to have a theme out of all those love, sex and death. Yet, it is kind of hard to analyze that poem. It took me almost one day to finish it. I managed to finish it the day before date of submission. I am really glad of myself. (I am giving myself a big clap) haha… Then, after I submitted the assignment, Oong and I had our lunch at Rumah Universiti. The foods there taste good. After I had bought my food, then only I realized that my cousin sister had send me a message that she is coming to have lunch with me. OMG. ok..Never mind. I had not taken my breakfast. So, what I ate in Rumah University is my breakfast and will continue for my lunch with my cousin sister. Hmm..Sounds like I am trying to bluff myself so that I can eat more. Yaya..I am..I had a nice lunch with my cousin sister and Joo Huat that day. I feel good.&lt;br /&gt; I have just finished one of my assignments that left over, I have another assignment to rush on and the submission date is 30th October 2009. However, I plan to finish my assignment on 28th October 2009 so that I can go to Mid Valley and watch Meatball with Zhong Weng. Anyway, when I opened my e-mail and checked for the mail from my group members, I got a big headache and fire was burning in me. What the hell they were doing? They don’t really understand what I said or they can’t even understand my Malay? I asked them to go back and change the point form data into essay, that’s all. Everything is prepared, they just have to combine them and write an essay. But what they did was they copy and pasted the whole page for me. That’s all. OMG!!! If I want that thing, I can do it myself. Furthermore, I am not the leader of this assignment. The leader had not done anything at all. GOSH! I was yelling and screaming in my room and scolded everything they have done. I have to do it myself. Anyway, lucky Yayan, Fyza and Azma had finished some of the part. So, I rushed until 5a.m. and slept for 4 hours and woke up to continue. Finally, I finished it on 11.12a.m. 28 October 2009. Phew… Finally, I can go and watch Meatball happily. So, I went to watch Meatball with ZHong Weng in the afternoon and had a super valuable lunch in Ipoh Chicken Rice in The Gardens. We met Chia Sing, Amy Stephanie and Dayang in Mid Valley. We were wondering, why TESL-ians’ study week does not seem like a study week but movie week or shopping week. Yea, it’s true that TESL-ian is really enjoying themselves during study week. May be not all, but at least, most of us are. ( I am going to be beaten by other courses students. Sorry! Hehe)&lt;br /&gt; After finished all assignments and movie, my study week finally started on 29 October 2009 where I started to do revision on my first paper- Reading in ESL classroom. I don’t have much knowledge on this course as I did not pay attention during class but “fishing” at the back. It was too boring and dull where I had tried my very best to stay awake yet I could not. Finally, 4 November 2009 reached where I had my first paper. It was kind of easy for me. I should have not read all the notes but search the information through the internet. That’s enough. Anyway, I did learn something from there as well. Once my first paper finished, Faiz, Timm, Marilynn, Zhong Weng, Shin Yen and I went to Mid Valley. They went for a movie, I went to get my present for my little cousin sister and my buddy. We had our dinner at Sushi King. It was just like our last paper, not our first paper after all. Haha… &lt;br /&gt;Then, I came to my uncle’s house from Thursday night until today(Sunday). I had an enjoyable weekend here. Why I am here? I should have studied in room. Well, I brought along my notes to my uncle’s house.  I managed to finish everything for Otto’s examination and also half of the notes of KBKK. So, it’s kind of success. I like the feeling of being with my grandmother, my uncle’s family, and my little cousin sister. She is such a cute girl. She speaks English much more fluent than me. I feel kind of shame when I speak to her. She is only 3 years old this year. Her English is just like the native speakers’ English. But her Chinese is just like an English girl speaking Chinese. Haha…I love her so much and she loves me too. (She just played with me while she doesn’t play with my sister and my brother. Once she came back to  KL, she always looking for me. Whoever phone to her house, she will say “biao jie, come and play with me.” see, how she missed me. haha)&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I am back to College again. Miss the life in my uncle’s house so much. How good it is if I can stay there longer? I will have my second paper, Poetry I tomorrow and third paper KBKK on Wednesday. Wish that I can make it and score in both papers. I can do it. Right? will update my post again during coming weekend and elaborate more on what had happen. Stay tune!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-2936647600458540099?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/2936647600458540099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=2936647600458540099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2936647600458540099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2936647600458540099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='update..'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Svf6vQekauI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Z2kcCBlPO5Q/s72-c/Image0096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-8244794124264302007</id><published>2009-10-15T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T23:44:44.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can do it!</title><content type='html'>The feeling of sadness was all around me. Just came back from a best friend's father funeral. There were so many things happened within these few days. I have to accept all these as truth and they will not change anymore. I miss my dad so much when I was in the funeral. I flashed back the time when my dad’s funeral. I was still young, I was just following what the adults said and do whatever they asked me to do. I am the eldest daughter in my family. I have to take over the entire job that my brother has to do because he was still an 8 year old boy who did not know anything. Now, he is already a 17 years old boy. Everything changes. Life is really impermanent. This minute, you might see the flowers blooming, yet the next minute they might be dead. &lt;br /&gt;I was having a short conversation with Sis.Ooi and Joo Huat yesterday night. We were discussing on the topic of coupling. For normal case, in second year of university life, one should have found their partner. Yet, I am not. I am single. I said being single is better. However, deep in my heart, this is an ambiguous case. Sometime, i would like to have a shoulder which could let me rest when i am tired. Yet, when it comes to me to have one or more shoulders to choose, i have chosen the wrong one which lead me to suffering and heart breaking. I am glad that I am single now. Instead, luckily we did not meet at last. Though I am kinda of hard to let go, I have letting it go slowly..I need some time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will feel jealous when I see my friends become couple one by one. Yet, i feel glad when i see my friend break up with their couple where i need not face the sadness. Now i feel it.It is like a knife cutting your heart. Tears is the blood from your heart that rolling down automatically, and non-stop. I was trying to ask myself whether it is my fault or what. I have tried my best to change myself, to change my attitude which is demanding and childish to suit him so that I can maintain the relationship. However, I failed…totally failed. How many tones of tears could not make it success as well? I have to let go. it’s time to let go. being single is good also. Less to worry and less thing to think of. i am glad now. I chose the right way again. back to single…&lt;br /&gt;Life gona continue. I have to be strong and even stronger than before. I have no energy for anything like this. I have to put all my energy and effort into my college activity, my academic and also PBUM. Kai Chur gambateh!! Siew Ling, Gambateh too ya!!!^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-8244794124264302007?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/8244794124264302007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=8244794124264302007' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8244794124264302007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8244794124264302007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-can-do-it.html' title='I can do it!'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-2381881225737615438</id><published>2009-10-14T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T19:24:20.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why??</title><content type='html'>WHY?? can you tell me why??? Even though I have changed myself to make this a success, yet you said I changed to suit you is not the original me. I have tried my very best to maintain it..Why can't i make it? heart broken...WHY is it so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to think of it anymore, yet it is haunted me day and night...&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to cry, yet i am crying once I see the sky&lt;br /&gt;I don't want sadness, yet it comes towards me...&lt;br /&gt;I have to grow up, concentrate on my study and make my study my priority now.&lt;br /&gt;I have to wake up and walk further towards my future&lt;br /&gt;I have to stop thinking of the bastard, and go for the good&lt;br /&gt;I have to grow stronger to fight against sadness&lt;br /&gt;I have to take away the hatred and love myself more...&lt;br /&gt;I have to...&lt;br /&gt;I can do it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-2381881225737615438?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/2381881225737615438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=2381881225737615438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2381881225737615438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2381881225737615438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/10/why.html' title='Why??'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-4475156018362675257</id><published>2009-10-11T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T21:33:41.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>我可以吗？</title><content type='html'>不要孩子气，我可以吗？我开始想，从何时开始，我变得如此孩子气？从前的我，不是这样的。没人说我孩子气，没人说我太小孩，是何时开始？我自己也没察觉。谢谢你告诉我。我会尽量的改过。 很想哭，但没哭。还是要坚强。。。我是坚强的，不是吗？我是在掩饰我内心的懦弱，我是吗？我很像剖开自己，看清自己，到底我是怎样的一个人。会觉得我很假，明明是懦弱，还要装坚强。是环境让我成为现在的我吗？是因为单亲，所以塑造出一幅自信的样子，不让别人欺负我？？？我到底可以找到我吗？&lt;br /&gt;师父说，我是一个染浊体，执着我，就不能无我。要无我，谈何容易？如何才能不执着我？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-4475156018362675257?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/4475156018362675257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=4475156018362675257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/4475156018362675257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/4475156018362675257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='我可以吗？'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-2921202021304745141</id><published>2009-10-10T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T05:24:32.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Da Vinci - The Genius Exhibition 2009, Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Da Vinci - The Genius&lt;/span&gt; has come to Malaysia! There are 188 exhibits in National Science Centre, Bukit Kiara from Oct 1, 2009 until January 17, 2101. I've always wanted to see the paintings (esp the Last Supper) and i can't believe they're here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Direct from Italy, this world acclaimed exhibition from the II Genio de Leonardo da Vinci Museo brings to life Leonardo's genius as an inventor, artist, scientist, anatomist, engineer and architect. Over the past decade, a cadre of Italian artisans has been translating an old Florentine dialect and deciphering Da Vinci's shorthand to being his ideas to life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait no more. Log on to &lt;a href="http://www.davincithegenius.com.my"&gt;http://www.davincithegenius.com.my&lt;/a&gt; for more information and IF YOU WANT &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt; TICKETS, GO &lt;a href="http://danielfranklingomez.com/blog/2009/09/30/da-vinci-the-genius-2009-exhibition-malaysia-win-free-tickets/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-2921202021304745141?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/2921202021304745141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=2921202021304745141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2921202021304745141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2921202021304745141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/10/da-vinci-genius-exhibition-2009.html' title='Da Vinci - The Genius Exhibition 2009, Malaysia'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-571491872621081580</id><published>2009-09-27T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T09:08:46.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Few memorable dates in my 2nd year 1st sem...</title><content type='html'>Well, there are few dates that I would like to jot down in my diary here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10/9/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a historical date. Why do I say so??? My journey of becoming the exco of PBUM started on this day. This is the day which I nominated to become the Pengerusi Jawatankuasa Seksyen Sosial of PBUM. I have been struggled for many days before I went to nominate to become EXCO. I have a lot of worries in me. I worried that I don't have enough time to handle so many things in once, I have lesser time to go home, I have no time to have outing with my coursemates and friends and so on. There are too much of worries in me. My heart divided into two parts, 1 part wish to become EXCO, another part feel so scare to take up the job. It continued until the day before nomination, I went to Buddhist House and had dinner together with Ji Chi Shi Fu. She had reminded me that there was a batch of seniors who brought me and guided me throughout the year, it's time for me to contribute to PBUM. Besides, I had a long chat with Zhi Ming, he did tell me a lot of things that made me feel that I should become a part of EXCO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13/9/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My brother's 17th birthday. I didn't plan to go home this week. But something pulled me back. I miss home so much. Thus, I went to buy ticket from KPS after the nomination and run back on that day. Luckily, I was back at home to celebrate my brother's birthday. Time passed...So fast, he is 17th years old now. He is taller than me now. A little boy had grew up to become a youth. Though the celebration was not a big one, yet, it's nice to be with family. I enjoyed and appreciate the time being with my family now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17/9/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sr-NxqMDAaI/AAAAAAAAAh0/HeldmA310S0/s1600-h/Image0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sr-NxqMDAaI/AAAAAAAAAh0/HeldmA310S0/s200/Image0030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386179563636326818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another big day in my university life. This is the day which we have our Annual General Meeting of PBUM. This is the day, I become the EXCO of PBUM. I am EXCO now.There is no way for me to step back. What i can do is look forward and stride the noble path with my team mates. I am sure we can make it and try our very best to take care of PBUM. YEAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19/9/09-21/9/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sr-NyCY7YfI/AAAAAAAAAh8/QXAgaXjYj44/s1600-h/Image0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sr-NyCY7YfI/AAAAAAAAAh8/QXAgaXjYj44/s200/Image0053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386179570132804082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;CC trip to Pangkor. It's a nice trip to enjoy myself with all the CC members. I love you all. It's great to have you all with us. thanks for attending the trip. Without you all, the trip is meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22/9/09-24/9/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with shin yen's family and zhong weng. enjoy the time being together with them. Yen's parents are nice. Zhong Weng stayed in my house for 2 days. Sorry zhong weng for not giving u a memorable trip where I didnt bring you to visit to any place. But, Teluk Intan is really small where you can visit it within half day. Haha...Anyway, hope u did enjoy they time being with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24/9/09-27/9/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Attended a camp by PBUM. Where we started to take over the job from the ex-exco. It's a nice camp where I learnt a lot and know much about PBUM. There are a lot of things that I have to take care of. THis is a great chance for 13 of us, the exco, to gather and know each other better. Now, we are a family. Great!!! In this camp, I had a lao dou, Guo Xiang..THanks for teaching me everything about my post. I will try my best de, lao dou, dont worry^^..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8423418814673431961-571491872621081580?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/571491872621081580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=571491872621081580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/571491872621081580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/571491872621081580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/09/few-memorable-dates-in-my-2nd-year-1st.html' title='Few memorable dates in my 2nd year 1st sem...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sr-NxqMDAaI/AAAAAAAAAh0/HeldmA310S0/s72-c/Image0030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-6919155024452353261</id><published>2009-09-06T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T03:57:03.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day...</title><content type='html'>I woke up early in the morning today. It was 6.05a.m. Some people might think that why am I wake up so early today? haha...it's because I went to a Dana with my friends this morning in Brickfield Maha Vihara. This is my first time of doing such Dana since I entered UM. It's quite fresh for me. I had a long time never do Dana already. I love to do this again in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after came back from Brickfield, I went to the Miao xi group gathering in KPS. It's a nice gathering. KhangZheng and Chai Yu prepared well for their sharing. I felt so guilty as they had prepared it with their heart and yet I was not paying attention. I was too sleepy. Thus, my eyes closed automatically in certain time. Haha...however, i did manage to make it open again after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, went to Mid Valley to watch a movie with a friend. I watched "Imagine That". It is a great movie to watch. Recommended from me. It's great movie where it brings out the moral value of the importance of family members compare to career. I love the movie. It's great! It makes me think of my father who passed away. He used to take good care of me and my siblings and my mother as well. We are a happy family. Though he is not here right now, I can feel that he is around me, protecting me whenever I have any problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when I reached college again, my friend, Kai Wen sms me and told me that he had finished compose the song that I gave him the lyrics during June. I was so happy. I love the song. It's a great song for me. It's what I want. I love the melody. Tears rolling in my eyes even i had listened to it for more than 10times. I miss you, my dear father...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-6919155024452353261?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/6919155024452353261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=6919155024452353261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/6919155024452353261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/6919155024452353261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/09/day.html' title='A day...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-5015152323562442285</id><published>2009-09-01T19:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T22:28:01.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>平凡的我，快乐人生</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“平凡的我，快乐人生”是马大佛学会资料展座谈会的主题.&lt;br /&gt;曾经，我曾想过，我的人生虽平凡但精彩。&lt;br /&gt;我并没有漂亮的样貌，但我五官齐全。我的家庭不富有，但我们三餐温饱、能受教育。我的父亲不是有名的政治家、明星、或任何受人崇拜的人物，但他无时无刻的陪伴我成长，看着我长大。若我的父亲是名医生，或许我的童年并不是如此的璀璨而是孤独且欠缺父爱的。我的母亲虽然只是一位小学老师，但我很感恩。因为她是老师，所以她才能有足够的时间监督我及弟妹们的学业，让我们能健康快乐的成长。朋友们都有了男女朋友，我还是单身，我却感恩因为我还是自由的。虽然有时会希望我能脱离单身的生活，加入朋友们的阵容，但可遇不可求，一切顺其自然吧！就如子贤师兄所说的，单身也可以很快乐！不是吗？我虽然没有超人的智慧，但从小到大我都能保持着标榜的成绩，至少保留在精英班里。哈哈！就是比上不足，比下有余哪一类。虽然进入马大，开始时有些怨言，抱怨宿舍的设备、大学的不平待遇等等，但想一想，当时我是发愿要来马大成为马大的学生然后进入教育界的，愿是我发的，所以坦然地接受了。我没有很多的朋友，但我有着知己、我信任的朋友。一班可以和我一同成长的朋友，一班可以和我一同分担与分享的朋友，一班可以和我一同精进的法侣，一班可以让我有安全感的朋友。朋友不在乎多，但在乎其质量，不是吗？&lt;br /&gt;平凡的我，到底如何快乐呢？知足常乐是我在中三是突发奇想的人生座右铭。当时的我，并不知足，常常抱怨。抱怨为何父亲去世得早，为何没有人爱我，为何家里并不富有，为何我的朋友们能这么得出名，为何我并不起眼，为何我总不能引起大家的注意，为何我的口才没有其他人好，一大堆的为何在我心中不停的盘旋，一直找不到答案。到后来，中二时，开始接触会佛教，才慢慢的发现，一切随缘，一切事情的发生都是有它的因缘所在。所以，知足常乐，是最佳的人生观。到后来，进入中六，更深一层的接触佛法时，原来并不是知足常乐就是最佳的人生观。反而应该知足的当儿，想想如何让人生更充实，更有意义。&lt;br /&gt;虽然，到了现在，脑海中有着佛法的影子，可是我还是凡人，总会有贪噌痴的干扰。三毒不时地浮现于生活的每一个过程，虽然我可观内心，看到我的三毒正升起了，但时常都无法压抑他们。真是内疚！要怪只能说我不够精进。哈哈！从这一刻开始，应该更加的精进学习将这三毒给吹毁。让他们远离我！我知道五戒是什么，明白皈依三宝的用意，但我迟迟还未皈依，原因只有一个，就是我怕我不能守五戒。很可笑吧,我也这么觉得。&lt;br /&gt;平凡的我，快乐的人生，不是不可能的，只是在于我们如何奉献自己造福他人。&lt;br /&gt;恺慈，加油！从这一刻起，多奉献，少计较、多布施，少贪恋、多感恩，少抱怨、多爱语，少妄语、多行善，少破坏。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sp3sH9l5z6I/AAAAAAAAAhY/b4UWrtnQQ7g/s1600-h/IMG_8534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sp3sH9l5z6I/AAAAAAAAAhY/b4UWrtnQQ7g/s200/IMG_8534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376713151687020450" 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/8423418814673431961-5015152323562442285?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/5015152323562442285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=5015152323562442285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/5015152323562442285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/5015152323562442285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='平凡的我，快乐人生'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sp3sH9l5z6I/AAAAAAAAAhY/b4UWrtnQQ7g/s72-c/IMG_8534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-3321478717956618790</id><published>2009-08-30T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T05:53:17.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Title-less...</title><content type='html'>I have no intention to write this blog today. Just have such a feeling that I couldn't get it away. This feeling stay with me for almost a week. It came right after the mid semester break. The feeling had made me uneasy for such a long time. I have tried my very best to get rid of the feeling. I have tried my very best to chase away the feeling and yet, it still wandering around me. I hate this kind of feeling. It consists of love, hate, jealous and hatred. This is not a good feeling to have. I don't know why. May be I am too sensitive. My friend to me that it is because I too attache to the particular incident or person. May be yes, I guess. I think I am attached to that particular incident and person, both. Attachment makes me feel like that. How do I cut off all these attachments? I don't know. I hate this feeling...I hate it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-3321478717956618790?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/3321478717956618790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=3321478717956618790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/3321478717956618790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/3321478717956618790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/08/title-less.html' title='Title-less...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-2153501762019282364</id><published>2009-08-26T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T05:51:23.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Happen to me???</title><content type='html'>Just finish watch the movie, UP with Ms.Charity, Melissa, Jared, Timm, Amy and Yen. It is a nice and meaningful movie. Anyway, I slept when i watched it. I didn't mean it, but I am too tired. Just forgive me. But, I just slept a while, not more than 10minutes I guess. So, I still manage to catch up with the movie. It is a very meaningful one. I like the old man in the story. Mr. F...I don't know how to spell his name. We just call him MR. F here. He is such a good husband who try his very best to fulfill what his wife wish to do. I feel so touch with what he had done. If I have such a husband, I will have no regret.&lt;br /&gt;After movie, we went to have our dinner in Little Penang. Well, it's nice food for me. Okla...not bad.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am having meeting for my assignment. I walked here alone. While walking, it is raining. I feel that I am all alone. I started to feel scare. I started to slow down my foot steps. I started to chant the name of Guan Yin in my heart. What happen to me? This is not the old Kai Chur. The old Kai Chur is someone who wil not feel scare at all. Who is so tough and so brave. Where is the old me??? What happen to me???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-2153501762019282364?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/2153501762019282364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=2153501762019282364' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2153501762019282364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2153501762019282364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-happen-to-me.html' title='What Happen to me???'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-2461572085898651523</id><published>2009-08-25T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T01:17:59.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird feeling...</title><content type='html'>I feel so weird these few days&lt;br /&gt;After a short break&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to be&lt;br /&gt;Different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so weird these few days&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is weird&lt;br /&gt;I just feel that it is weird&lt;br /&gt;Funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so weird these few days&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of familiarity&lt;br /&gt;Not here anymore&lt;br /&gt;Sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so weird these few days&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of love&lt;br /&gt;Gone with the wind&lt;br /&gt;Searching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so weird these few days&lt;br /&gt;Can the feeling go away&lt;br /&gt;Back to the time before break&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-2461572085898651523?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/2461572085898651523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=2461572085898651523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2461572085898651523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2461572085898651523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/08/weird-feeling.html' title='Weird feeling...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-4788374600515356982</id><published>2009-08-24T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T08:20:32.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My dearest Kai Jie's convocation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SpKsYvQybFI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/gWCfOiGbBfM/s1600-h/5208_150909079465_701549465_3357869_5897103_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SpKsYvQybFI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/gWCfOiGbBfM/s200/5208_150909079465_701549465_3357869_5897103_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373546846410140754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture. it looks nice with the background.&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/_4DcKWJnXylw/SpKsYG2aIaI/AAAAAAAAAhI/oaw4cd0klHo/s1600-h/5973_274387335144_540960144_8580874_4060545_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SpKsYG2aIaI/AAAAAAAAAhI/oaw4cd0klHo/s200/5973_274387335144_540960144_8580874_4060545_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373546835562078626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kai family...my eldest kaijie not in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SpKsXyIiNoI/AAAAAAAAAhA/TFw8c6VvtqA/s1600-h/5973_274387350144_540960144_8580877_1188046_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SpKsXyIiNoI/AAAAAAAAAhA/TFw8c6VvtqA/s200/5973_274387350144_540960144_8580877_1188046_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373546830000961154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for my kaijie to come out from the dewan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SpKsXemvp_I/AAAAAAAAAg4/U6Xm_iI0CSs/s1600-h/5973_274387365144_540960144_8580879_6773531_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SpKsXemvp_I/AAAAAAAAAg4/U6Xm_iI0CSs/s200/5973_274387365144_540960144_8580879_6773531_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373546824758962162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest youngest kaijie and i..&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/_4DcKWJnXylw/SpKsXN8WCtI/AAAAAAAAAgw/RTdNDlxSHHY/s1600-h/5208_150909099465_701549465_3357873_8089020_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SpKsXN8WCtI/AAAAAAAAAgw/RTdNDlxSHHY/s200/5208_150909099465_701549465_3357873_8089020_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373546820286155474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Family...nice photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;18th August 2009, it was a very special day for my family. It was the convocation of my little Kai Jie, Yoke Yee. This is the day where she finally graduated as an undergraduate of the course Applied Physics in UKM. CONGRATULATION!!! on this very special day, the family members of LAM family gather in KL (excluded my mother, as she has to teach in school, so I am the only representative of my family and also my grandmother). We had our family dinner on 17th August. My dearest 3rd aunt flied all the way back from Hong Kong, my dearest eldest kaijie and family came back from Singapore and my dearest kai father and mother came from Teluk Intan. Not forget also my 2nd aunt and family came from Klang to Puchong and we had our dinner in a restaurant here. That night, we squeezed in my kaijie's house in Koi Tropical. It's a nice experience.&lt;br /&gt;Then, the next day morning, we had our family photo session in the studio and then went to UKM. It was a super super hot afternoon where our skin burnt after walking under the hot sun. I became darker after all. Haha.. THis is the first time where i drove in KL. I drove from The Mines to UKM. It's such a great achievement of mine. haha...&lt;br /&gt;It's great to attend my kai jie's convocation and have such a great gathering with my family members. I love the day we gathered. It's the day where the place is full of laughter and happiness. Actually, all this while, my little kai jie, Yoke Yee is a great example for me to further my study in University. She is the one that I used to look up to. She used to study hard when she was in her form 6. Thanks for your encouragement, my dear Yee Jie Jie. I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-4788374600515356982?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/4788374600515356982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=4788374600515356982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/4788374600515356982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/4788374600515356982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-dearest-kai-jies-convocation.html' title='My dearest Kai Jie&apos;s convocation'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SpKsYvQybFI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/gWCfOiGbBfM/s72-c/5208_150909079465_701549465_3357869_5897103_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-7172362856914453879</id><published>2009-08-15T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T18:23:16.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going home....</title><content type='html'>Wow...finally,after almost one month, I can pack my things and go back to my home sweet home. It's really almost a month that I have not been home. I miss my home. However, today, I am not going back to Teluk Intan straight away, but will go to my uncle's house then attend my kaijie's convocation on Tuesday then only go back to my dearest Teluk Intan with my KaiYe and my 3rd aunt. I am waiting for that moment where my uncle will come and fetch me later. However, in my heart, feels a little bit sad to leave college for a week. Haha...Sounds like I fall in love with my college. NOPE...it's just because, I'll surely miss the WiFi here and my friends here and not forget, my babies here. I can't bring them home. So, I will surely miss them very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was sending my new baby, little bee to Daddy and ask him to take care of it. So, daddy, remember to take good care of my little bee ya. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for my uncle to call me....hehe..^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-7172362856914453879?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/7172362856914453879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=7172362856914453879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7172362856914453879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7172362856914453879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/08/going-home.html' title='Going home....'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-9154494434858688078</id><published>2009-08-13T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T01:35:57.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I have a simple life?</title><content type='html'>I am a simple girl,&lt;br /&gt;just like what you said.&lt;br /&gt; I just want a simple life.&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to love me,&lt;br /&gt;to take care of me and&lt;br /&gt;to lend me his or her shoulder&lt;br /&gt;whenever I need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to go back to my childhood,&lt;br /&gt;where I have no worries,&lt;br /&gt;I have no burden,&lt;br /&gt;I need not think when I spend,&lt;br /&gt;I need not think who will I love,&lt;br /&gt;I need not think will I hurt anyone&lt;br /&gt;if i do this,&lt;br /&gt;I hope to go back to the very childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a simple life,&lt;br /&gt;where I can sing whenever I like,&lt;br /&gt;I can sleep whenever I want,&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to worry on my diet,&lt;br /&gt;I can assume everyone love me,&lt;br /&gt;and in deed,&lt;br /&gt;everyone love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my life being a simple girl,&lt;br /&gt;being a girl without any make up,&lt;br /&gt;without any jewelry,&lt;br /&gt;without any perfume,&lt;br /&gt;just a simple me and&lt;br /&gt;hope you will like it&lt;br /&gt;and accept it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-9154494434858688078?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-9045021240860132168</id><published>2009-08-10T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T22:18:56.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9/8/09~ A day for me to remember...</title><content type='html'>This is a day,&lt;br /&gt;for me to remember.&lt;br /&gt;During this day,&lt;br /&gt;I have to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i have to remember?&lt;br /&gt;It's a secret of myself.&lt;br /&gt;Why shall I remember?&lt;br /&gt;I have to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do many things,&lt;br /&gt;which are out of my expectation.&lt;br /&gt;I can do many things,&lt;br /&gt;if I am willing to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can fly to the sky,&lt;br /&gt;I can swim in the water,&lt;br /&gt;I can play in the rain,&lt;br /&gt;I can if I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something,&lt;br /&gt;I miss it.&lt;br /&gt;There is something,&lt;br /&gt;I owned it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a human,&lt;br /&gt;We shall appreciate&lt;br /&gt;What we have&lt;br /&gt;and enjoy it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-9045021240860132168?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/9045021240860132168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=9045021240860132168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/9045021240860132168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn46zn-F7lI/AAAAAAAAAgo/4VOOqj9Evak/s1600-h/DSC00828.JPG"&gt;haha..just got some photo from my daddy, here come i post it ..it's fun...&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn46zn-F7lI/AAAAAAAAAgo/4VOOqj9Evak/s200/DSC00828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367792464449367634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jie n yen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn46zMKHiRI/AAAAAAAAAgg/p2iyL9gihpQ/s1600-h/DSC00827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn46zMKHiRI/AAAAAAAAAgg/p2iyL9gihpQ/s200/DSC00827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367792456983611666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jie is waiting for her food..why is it not coming yet???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn46yyYxkPI/AAAAAAAAAgY/BkfRpqyhWrI/s1600-h/DSC00825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn46yyYxkPI/AAAAAAAAAgY/BkfRpqyhWrI/s200/DSC00825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367792450065764594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, nice shoot with daddy..(very hard to make him have nice photo de..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn46yeQgnyI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/6gRFo-qhyvk/s1600-h/DSC00820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn46yeQgnyI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/6gRFo-qhyvk/s200/DSC00820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367792444662390562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone of us have this noob photo..haha&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/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn46yPsSY5I/AAAAAAAAAgI/gF7Az76toI4/s1600-h/DSC00817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn46yPsSY5I/AAAAAAAAAgI/gF7Az76toI4/s200/DSC00817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367792440752366482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yen 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn46WEI7tAI/AAAAAAAAAgA/3U6C0heDlYs/s1600-h/DSC00819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn46WEI7tAI/AAAAAAAAAgA/3U6C0heDlYs/s200/DSC00819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367791956614951938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me3..haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn46V-BZj-I/AAAAAAAAAf4/bIHY0_-wR9w/s1600-h/DSC00816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn46V-BZj-I/AAAAAAAAAf4/bIHY0_-wR9w/s200/DSC00816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367791954972741602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yen n i are playing and discussing how to make the golden ball smile..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn46VqW7DKI/AAAAAAAAAfw/mrRP1pLsH9U/s1600-h/DSC00811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn46VqW7DKI/AAAAAAAAAfw/mrRP1pLsH9U/s200/DSC00811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367791949694307490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;em..what to eat ler???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn46VCaveJI/AAAAAAAAAfo/65pgA1HVOXY/s1600-h/DSC00804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn46VCaveJI/AAAAAAAAAfo/65pgA1HVOXY/s200/DSC00804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367791938972907666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe....i wana eat nasi pataya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn46UjAy1pI/AAAAAAAAAfg/1KIsIYmGwqo/s1600-h/DSC00803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn46UjAy1pI/AAAAAAAAAfg/1KIsIYmGwqo/s200/DSC00803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367791930542577298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before we go for our lunch, we need to withdraw money first..pokai d..&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/8423418814673431961-2353660073511937553?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/2353660073511937553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=2353660073511937553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2353660073511937553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2353660073511937553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/08/add-on-for-my-birthday.html' title='Add on for my BIRTHDAY!!!'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn46zn-F7lI/AAAAAAAAAgo/4VOOqj9Evak/s72-c/DSC00828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-4821738763276272119</id><published>2009-08-07T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T23:41:09.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 21st Birthday^^</title><content type='html'>07/08/09 is my 21st birthday...I had a memorable birthday this year. A special day today as it's 789 and on the 12:34:56 today is 123456789. I won't repeat again. So, it's really memorable to me. Happy birthday to Yee Theng and Min Yi too. I had a great birthday with my friends in 7th Residential College, University Malaya. I had a great outing with my room-mate-Yen, Daddy and Jie on my birthday at MidValley. Glad to receive so many wishes from all my friends, juniors and seniors. Same goes to my family members too.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0ZQwOUKbI/AAAAAAAAAfY/7aq6DgTKjqU/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0ZQwOUKbI/AAAAAAAAAfY/7aq6DgTKjqU/s200/cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367474106509044146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday cake. THanks June and Amy for searching so hard for my birthday cake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0KEKoNvoI/AAAAAAAAAa4/uKqfYJdiMT8/s1600-h/ugly+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0KEKoNvoI/AAAAAAAAAa4/uKqfYJdiMT8/s200/ugly+face.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367457397584281218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugly face after being pushed towards the cake by ANNA a.k.a. BELL BELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0KEUkj2uI/AAAAAAAAAbA/PeFMQ3ok5BE/s1600-h/roomate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0KEUkj2uI/AAAAAAAAAbA/PeFMQ3ok5BE/s200/roomate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367457400253307618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dearest room-mate. THanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0KEpWkGUI/AAAAAAAAAbI/bLyMKsC1clo/s1600-h/jie+n+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0KEpWkGUI/AAAAAAAAAbI/bLyMKsC1clo/s200/jie+n+i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367457405831747906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie and I...thanks jie for the cute little ear-rings.&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/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0KEs3t10I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/i_XjIgLZCgE/s1600-h/daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0KEs3t10I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/i_XjIgLZCgE/s200/daddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367457406776104770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and I. This daddy, always show his sleepy eyes..pls lar..can you wake up and take a nice photo with me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0KTg7EaMI/AAAAAAAAAbY/yZPYQYM3UbY/s1600-h/amy+and+lesley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0KTg7EaMI/AAAAAAAAAbY/yZPYQYM3UbY/s200/amy+and+lesley.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367457661266979010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With monkey AMY and cute little LESLEY....thanks girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0LBoINFFI/AAAAAAAAAcg/1M-KTJKOV7A/s1600-h/zhong+weng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0LBoINFFI/AAAAAAAAAcg/1M-KTJKOV7A/s200/zhong+weng.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367458453475103826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With ZHong Weng..this tall girl used to help me a lot..thanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0LBXsrGyI/AAAAAAAAAcY/dbmIGFaz6Wk/s1600-h/xin+hui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0LBXsrGyI/AAAAAAAAAcY/dbmIGFaz6Wk/s200/xin+hui.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367458449064663842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with Sin Hui, my almost to-be roomate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0LBBDSiBI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/1a1mHzUcz7E/s1600-h/huggies+with+soon+peng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0LBBDSiBI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/1a1mHzUcz7E/s200/huggies+with+soon+peng.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367458442985506834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice hug with soon peng, my Big Hand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0LAjF_9cI/AAAAAAAAAcI/UUtLQC-4YXQ/s1600-h/huggies+with+buddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0LAjF_9cI/AAAAAAAAAcI/UUtLQC-4YXQ/s200/huggies+with+buddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367458434943808962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huggies with my buddy. Love you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0LASQ7dAI/AAAAAAAAAcA/uGZUTYqWilo/s1600-h/eating+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0LASQ7dAI/AAAAAAAAAcA/uGZUTYqWilo/s200/eating+cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367458430426248194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying my delicious birthday cake~&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/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0KUgZRa_I/AAAAAAAAAb4/52xgaYSgWyc/s1600-h/chengkim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0KUgZRa_I/AAAAAAAAAb4/52xgaYSgWyc/s200/chengkim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367457678305094642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Cheng Kim. THanks for celebrating my birthday with me..&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/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0KUdHiQ2I/AAAAAAAAAbw/9WyMKOSq9fQ/s1600-h/buddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0KUdHiQ2I/AAAAAAAAAbw/9WyMKOSq9fQ/s200/buddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367457677425394530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my dearest buddy...Muaks...~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0KUNYUp8I/AAAAAAAAAbo/5NetZjrWFCE/s1600-h/bell+bell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0KUNYUp8I/AAAAAAAAAbo/5NetZjrWFCE/s200/bell+bell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367457673200838594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is Bell Bell who pushed me towards the cake...thx ya BELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0R2x-NMOI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/I0soHMCEE6E/s1600-h/my+and+i+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0R2x-NMOI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/I0soHMCEE6E/s200/my+and+i+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367465963720356066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy and I ...Two little girls with a cake&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0Ms2_8phI/AAAAAAAAAdw/PucwornV2Tg/s1600-h/08082009%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0Ms2_8phI/AAAAAAAAAdw/PucwornV2Tg/s200/08082009%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367460295713007122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, it is 07/08/09, the ticket of Rapid KL&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0MHJ0uMdI/AAAAAAAAAco/7U5XQr1wyB8/s1600-h/07082009%28045%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0MHJ0uMdI/AAAAAAAAAco/7U5XQr1wyB8/s200/07082009%28045%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367459647931167186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie and I in Sushi King..Love you~&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0MHoZBClI/AAAAAAAAAcw/IWKEoYQ9D8k/s1600-h/07082009%28046%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0MHoZBClI/AAAAAAAAAcw/IWKEoYQ9D8k/s200/07082009%28046%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367459656136460882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Familly..but lack of 1 people, that is mummy Nana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0MH0d3UEI/AAAAAAAAAc4/1J_AJBslZ6g/s1600-h/07082009%28048%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0MH0d3UEI/AAAAAAAAAc4/1J_AJBslZ6g/s200/07082009%28048%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367459659378020418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice golden ball with my fingers as the mouth of smiling face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0MIXbSLKI/AAAAAAAAAdA/4nLxQynLrY8/s1600-h/07082009%28051%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0MIXbSLKI/AAAAAAAAAdA/4nLxQynLrY8/s200/07082009%28051%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367459668762438818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0MIa2wYEI/AAAAAAAAAdI/q4Gp_9vKq2Y/s1600-h/07082009%28053%29.jpg"&gt;nice tea...&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0MIa2wYEI/AAAAAAAAAdI/q4Gp_9vKq2Y/s200/07082009%28053%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367459669682970690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy and I...finally, u open ur eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0Mr3shhtI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/jI5GP-LUtaU/s1600-h/07082009%28054%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0Mr3shhtI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/jI5GP-LUtaU/s200/07082009%28054%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367460278720104146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughter and Father acting cute..&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/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0MsFKzPwI/AAAAAAAAAdY/iSgKstkIeYY/s1600-h/07082009%28060%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0MsFKzPwI/AAAAAAAAAdY/iSgKstkIeYY/s200/07082009%28060%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367460282336755458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasi Pataya in Sushi King..haha..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0MsTJHvVI/AAAAAAAAAdg/cFzzX23CdkY/s1600-h/08082009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0MsTJHvVI/AAAAAAAAAdg/cFzzX23CdkY/s200/08082009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367460286087806290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Little Bee from daddy..i love it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0MsiQejUI/AAAAAAAAAdo/qpR8nYuFsI8/s1600-h/08082009%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0MsiQejUI/AAAAAAAAAdo/qpR8nYuFsI8/s200/08082009%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367460290145193282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice perfume from my roomate, Yen..thanks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0ND9F1CuI/AAAAAAAAAd4/X_LyIr6c5gQ/s1600-h/08082009%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0ND9F1CuI/AAAAAAAAAd4/X_LyIr6c5gQ/s200/08082009%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367460692485278434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0NEFUD7fI/AAAAAAAAAeA/r_trlJ5WVnk/s1600-h/08082009%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0NEFUD7fI/AAAAAAAAAeA/r_trlJ5WVnk/s200/08082009%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367460694692457970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice cupboard from my coursemates..thanks a lot ya^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0NEfAj7II/AAAAAAAAAeI/qa6p_WfRkPQ/s1600-h/08082009%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0NEfAj7II/AAAAAAAAAeI/qa6p_WfRkPQ/s200/08082009%28005%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367460701589990530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Birthday Bear from my neighbours...thanks a lot ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0NEibHswI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/_KXGtDdvDEY/s1600-h/08082009%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0NEibHswI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/_KXGtDdvDEY/s200/08082009%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367460702506693378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little monkey from zhong yuan..thx oh^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0NEx-4_UI/AAAAAAAAAeY/4JABP9A-tTc/s1600-h/08082009%28007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0NEx-4_UI/AAAAAAAAAeY/4JABP9A-tTc/s200/08082009%28007%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367460706683256130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ear-rings from jie..thanks jie..i love it...almost owned by kian seng d...it's too nice...haha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0PBmYLE-I/AAAAAAAAAeg/pIyex2moo-0/s1600-h/08082009%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0PBmYLE-I/AAAAAAAAAeg/pIyex2moo-0/s200/08082009%28008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367462851051721698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ear-rings from big hand, Peggy.thanks big hand..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0PB9w1YRI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Zluaq_kGyUg/s1600-h/08082009%28009%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0PB9w1YRI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Zluaq_kGyUg/s200/08082009%28009%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367462857329172754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0PCDVLmEI/AAAAAAAAAew/U23z7eTP5jw/s1600-h/08082009%28010%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0PCDVLmEI/AAAAAAAAAew/U23z7eTP5jw/s200/08082009%28010%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367462858823800898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday card from Daddy..thanks for the surprise too ya daddy..really surprised me...^^&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0PCU3TisI/AAAAAAAAAe4/4DoTK5-5skI/s1600-h/08082009%28011%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0PCU3TisI/AAAAAAAAAe4/4DoTK5-5skI/s200/08082009%28011%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367462863530330818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little letter from  my neighbour which made me "pening" almost half an hour to rearrange it and joint them..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0PCsuM1MI/AAAAAAAAAfA/aawfhclPHks/s1600-h/08082009%28012%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0PCsuM1MI/AAAAAAAAAfA/aawfhclPHks/s200/08082009%28012%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367462869934593218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little black pig from Joseph..thanks oh Seph..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0POOuwSbI/AAAAAAAAAfI/RKlGytEzsIE/s1600-h/08082009%28013%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0POOuwSbI/AAAAAAAAAfI/RKlGytEzsIE/s200/08082009%28013%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367463068042283442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all the presents. Thanks for my friends. I love you all..&lt;br /&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/8423418814673431961-4821738763276272119?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/4821738763276272119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=4821738763276272119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/4821738763276272119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/4821738763276272119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-21st-birthday.html' title='My 21st Birthday^^'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sn0ZQwOUKbI/AAAAAAAAAfY/7aq6DgTKjqU/s72-c/cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-1020134171147710968</id><published>2009-08-03T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T08:03:39.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visit to Ti-Ratana</title><content type='html'>02/08/09&lt;br /&gt;this is a special day where we, the MSK committee members and the participants, paid a visit to the Ti-Ratana orphanage and old folks home. There were a lot of changes and uncertain circumstances happened before the trip. Pei Wen and I were very worry about it. However, with the blessings from the Buddha, everything done smoothly and successfully.&lt;br /&gt;I went out from my college at around 9.30a.m. with Rui Jie and Meng Choo. We went to SS2 to collect the cakes for the children and went to SS17 to take our things. Then I went to take a car from Yue Yin. She borrowed us her car. So, i have to drive it back to UM. This is the first time I drive Proton Waja. This is also the first time i drive an auto-gear car. Last but not least, this is the first time I drive out campus. Haha..so many first time. I was quite nervous at first, i did manage to overcome it and drive steadily and safely back to UM. Phew...Finally. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Then, we departed from the bus stop in UM by a bus from Ti-Ratana at around 11a.m. It took us around half an hour to reach Ti-Ratana which situated in Desa Petaling. Once we reached there, we approached Christine, the person in-charge in Ti-Ratana. We went to the old folks home first before we further to orphanage because the children were having their Sunday School in Maha Vihara Briekfield. So, we went to the old folks home and have a warm and caring chit-chatting session with all the old folks there. At first, I did not know what to talk to the old folks. I just looked around and tried to find some old folks that have no people talk to them. I saw one uncle, he was sleeping on his bed. When it's time for lunch, he woke up. No one trying to serve him. I made a move forward and asked him whether he need me to help him to take his food? He said, no, thanks, i have taken my lunch. He asked me where am I from and we started our conversation. He told me he was just came three days ago. He committed suicide, but not successful. He had depression and his sister does not have the ability and is weak in mentally to take care of him. So, she decided to let him stay in Ti-Ratana. He told me that he do not want to burden his sister,so he stay here. But now, he felt so undecided whether want to go home or want to stay. He felt so confused. He wish to go home and help his sister and yet if he go home, he will become a big burden for his sister as he is having very serious depression right now. He told me one thing, doctor told him that his sickness can recover and it depends 50% on medicine and 50% on himself. I told the uncle, :"uncle, now u depend 50% on medicine, 50% on yourself. Later on, depend on yourself 60%, 70% and finally 100%. " He smile. Finally, he smile. I told him that he look so handsome once he smile. He smile even broader. This is the first time I will feel that i want to come back and help this uncle when i visit to old folks home. This is really the first time. I do hope i can go back again in some day. I hope so..&lt;br /&gt;After we visited old folks home, we had our lunch which we prepared in the multipurpose hall at Ti-Ratana. I started to set up the things for the party  later on. When the children came back from Sunday school and finish taken their bath, they came into the hall. I was expecting the children will be very cute and well-disciplined. Well, there was a bit out of my expectation. Some of them are cute and very helpful. However, some they really naughty and they only listen to Christine, who they called her as Mummy. I really respect Christine as she can manage those children and they respect her so much. She did not scold them but they listened to her. She is really great! After the party and games with all the children, the party ended. We cleaned the hall and in the same time, i went to distribute all the presents which were left over to all the old folks. I saw the uncle again. He was smiling. I felt so nice and he said thanks to me. I felt so warm.&lt;br /&gt;UNCLE, You Must Take Good Care of Yourself and You Can Do IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;tonight, i have done something that i have never do before. I have done it...~~&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Snb7odVMH5I/AAAAAAAAAao/0Etds0jxT2U/s1600-h/DSC01708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Snb7odVMH5I/AAAAAAAAAao/0Etds0jxT2U/s200/DSC01708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365752678545366930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the uncle that i have been mentioned just now. Isn't him look nice when he smile???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-1020134171147710968?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/1020134171147710968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=1020134171147710968' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/1020134171147710968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/1020134171147710968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/08/visit-to-ti-ratana.html' title='A Visit to Ti-Ratana'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Snb7odVMH5I/AAAAAAAAAao/0Etds0jxT2U/s72-c/DSC01708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-427777112835251821</id><published>2009-07-27T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:54:08.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two activities done...</title><content type='html'>Finally, two activities had done. I feel much release now. No more frequent meeting now... I can enjoy my night in my room again. hahaha...Yesterday was a nice day for me. Not really day, it's actually the night time is the nice part. We had our college CC supper night yesterday night.The food was OK, i was eating with those who are vegetarian. Well, i hope to eat pork, but because of the amount of people who want to eat vege, i have to join in the table. anyway, after surveying, i found that mine is much more better compare to those who eat meat. Haha..kind of proud. Though it was tiring, i felt so happy for it yesterday  night. WHY???haha...i also don't know why. haha....well, it is kind of release as we have finish two big activities of CC. However, there are still a lot of things to come ....I have to work harder and do the best for the coming activities. I can do it. Yes, i can.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, i finished my first assignment in this semester. Haha..finally, after struggling for almost 3 days, finally i finish it..HAHAHA...there will be a lot of assignments to come...I am waiting for it. ..ngek ngek....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-427777112835251821?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/427777112835251821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=427777112835251821' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/427777112835251821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/427777112835251821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-activities-done.html' title='Two activities done...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-2836148953011697091</id><published>2009-07-25T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T06:47:08.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting phobia....</title><content type='html'>I have found out that i have a kind of sickness recently. I have meeting-phobia...I really scare of the word--MEETING. I have a series of meeting in the past week. During last week, there was not only 1 meeting each day, but 2 to 3 meetings in a day. I felt tensed up when i receive any message that call me for a meeting. HOwever, that is my job. I have to pay my responsibility. I have to work for it. I knwo what can i do now is to find the medicine for this sickness and recover as soon as possible. I have a lot of things to do soon. I have to be tough. I am tough and yes, i am really tough. THat is the real KaiChur...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-2836148953011697091?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/2836148953011697091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=2836148953011697091' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2836148953011697091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2836148953011697091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/07/meeting-phobia.html' title='Meeting phobia....'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-5426158511894541979</id><published>2009-07-23T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T23:15:32.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A meaningful Wednesday and Tiring Thursday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22/7/2009 (Wednesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is a special day. Why is it so special? It is the day for the talk by Bro. Law Chu Hian which is one of the program under PBUM MSK. I was so worry on the amount of people that will turn up in the morning. I was so surprise when i once stepped into the auditorium. Oh GOSH! such a big auditorium. It makes me feel even worry. If the amount of people turn up just less than 10, how?However, i was glad that there is at least 30people who come for this talk. Bro. Law Chu Hian is really a great speaker. Well, i was proud of him as he is my super duper duper ex-senior of my course. He is really a great speaker. The talk is so meaningful and i do learn a lot from this talk. I have learnt how to live life in a better way. That is i have to be satisfied with whatever i have now. THe more i can appreciate, the better the life i have. It is true! Though i know this theory since i was in my hometown until now, i never practise it. today's talk is the greatest talk that i have ever attend. Meaningful and not dull at all.. FOr those who attend, thanks for your support. I love to thanks to bro law chu hian too...He is so kind and so great. He did not mind on the attendance and still carry on with the talk even there is just a few people. then he did a great job during his talk where he make us laugh and laugh and laugh and he gave us a lot of information. Let us have a second talk again soon, k?&lt;br /&gt;Many MSK AJK sick already...MSK AJK, must take good care of yourself oh...I still need you all to help me in MSK camp and MSK charity visit. I lOVE YOU ALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SmlL0tm6NfI/AAAAAAAAAY4/SP9IWMtv8jY/s1600-h/DSC00704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SmlL0tm6NfI/AAAAAAAAAY4/SP9IWMtv8jY/s200/DSC00704.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361900200329360882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With daddy and Law Chu Hian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_4DcKWJnXylw/SmlLBQMJPWI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/-Z9km34EeEk/s1600-h/DSC01669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SmlLBQMJPWI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/-Z9km34EeEk/s200/DSC01669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361899316259143010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Bro.Law Chu Hian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SmlLCNgVP0I/AAAAAAAAAYo/nMcw0WlrcTI/s1600-h/DSC01664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SmlLCNgVP0I/AAAAAAAAAYo/nMcw0WlrcTI/s200/DSC01664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361899332718378818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SmlLCNgVP0I/AAAAAAAAAYo/nMcw0WlrcTI/s1600-h/DSC01664.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MSK committee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23/7/2009(Thursday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a very very tiring day. Was having class from 8-12.30..then have   a nap and went out with yen to midvalley to buy something and then attended the NVC gathering. We had a great gathering with all the seniors and juniors in the secret recipe. Wow!what a nice thing to have. miss all of you!we did have a great day out there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SmlMxB1Mu0I/AAAAAAAAAZg/ScCByyr0qlc/s1600-h/DSC01670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SmlMxB1Mu0I/AAAAAAAAAZg/ScCByyr0qlc/s200/DSC01670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361901236550155074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhong Weng, Yen, and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SmlMxoPAmvI/AAAAAAAAAZw/4tPbXmyNtmg/s1600-h/DSC01679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SmlMxoPAmvI/AAAAAAAAAZw/4tPbXmyNtmg/s200/DSC01679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361901246858959602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's time to makan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SmlL1b2ch1I/AAAAAAAAAZI/zNrfvB8OZ-Q/s1600-h/DSC01673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SmlL1b2ch1I/AAAAAAAAAZI/zNrfvB8OZ-Q/s200/DSC01673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361900212742555474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yen and I....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SmlL1stMcLI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/mY2LaRMew7w/s1600-h/DSC01677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SmlL1stMcLI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/mY2LaRMew7w/s200/DSC01677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361900217267155122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this pic so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SmlL11woMbI/AAAAAAAAAZY/1AN35RqN5Vo/s1600-h/DSC01681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SmlL11woMbI/AAAAAAAAAZY/1AN35RqN5Vo/s200/DSC01681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361900219697476018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My chicken cordon bleu...yummy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SmlMxdKXrWI/AAAAAAAAAZo/1VNVMiHCfmY/s1600-h/DSC01699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SmlMxdKXrWI/AAAAAAAAAZo/1VNVMiHCfmY/s200/DSC01699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361901243886710114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THe cute bear that i give to my dearest neighbour chia sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SmlMx9L2MyI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/fictRnGusHo/s1600-h/DSC01694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SmlMx9L2MyI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/fictRnGusHo/s200/DSC01694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361901252482839330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Ex-director a.k.a camera man that nite...keep on snap photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SmlMyEc0JhI/AAAAAAAAAaA/N5hpYHumkyQ/s1600-h/DSC01695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SmlMyEc0JhI/AAAAAAAAAaA/N5hpYHumkyQ/s200/DSC01695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361901254433056274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SMILE~~&lt;br /&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/8423418814673431961-5426158511894541979?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/5426158511894541979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=5426158511894541979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/5426158511894541979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/5426158511894541979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/07/meaningful-wednesday-and-tiring.html' title='A meaningful Wednesday and Tiring Thursday...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SmlL0tm6NfI/AAAAAAAAAY4/SP9IWMtv8jY/s72-c/DSC00704.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-8195993798658093351</id><published>2009-07-18T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T10:04:21.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I watch Departure again..</title><content type='html'>Today is the happiest day once i came back to KL since the last travel back to home. I was having brunch with ah siong, Zu dian, Meyi, Roger and Siew Chong..Well, from the name list, i am the only junior. haha...Well, it's nice to have brunch with all of them, the "old" ppl. Haha..we had a very long conversation. I have learnt a lot from  them today. Unfortunately, there is something sad happened, Ah siong's car kena saman. Haha...pity siong...&lt;br /&gt;Then, i came back to college and went out again with zhong weng to midvalley to watch movie. We planned to watch Departure on 3.35pm. When we reached Midvalley, it's already 3pm. So we rushed to the cinema and found that there was a lot of people lining up to buy ticket. Luckily, we managed to get the ticket on 3.40pm then we run into the cinema. the show was just started. PHEW...The Departure is really a very very nice story. I watch it twice already. I love it. It brings a lot of meaning to me. It makes me think of my father. I was so bad that i did not walk forward to see my father before he was being sent into the coffin. I scared...After that, i miss him. I was so regret that i didnt touch him for the last time and i did not kiss him. I miss him.. i really miss him...where is he now??i was chatting with my aunt just now via MSN. We were talking bout my kaijie's convocation. THen we discussed bout my convocation then, i said, how good it is if my father is here. He will attend my convocation with my mom..I hope both of them can see me graduate. But now, only my mother can attend my convocation. .....&lt;br /&gt;LIfe is really impermanance. Appreciate what you have now and appreciate the moment you earn. Love everyone ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-8195993798658093351?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/8195993798658093351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=8195993798658093351' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8195993798658093351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8195993798658093351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-watch-departure-again.html' title='I watch Departure again..'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-5791605603896793222</id><published>2009-07-16T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T18:53:06.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is in my mind???</title><content type='html'>What is in my mind?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;At first,&lt;br /&gt;I have the most energetic voice&lt;br /&gt;and most confident heart&lt;br /&gt;I said that&lt;br /&gt;"Even it only has 1 participant, I will continue to do it"&lt;br /&gt;But now,&lt;br /&gt;There is no participant,&lt;br /&gt;What a sad news,&lt;br /&gt;My heart was broke and full of disappointment&lt;br /&gt;Luckily,&lt;br /&gt;Kok Siong, Ya Kin and all the residents in Xiang Yun&lt;br /&gt;help us to call the participant one by one&lt;br /&gt;THanks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I felt that I am so useless&lt;br /&gt;Useless in the sense that i let go so easily&lt;br /&gt;While others who are not the organizer help up&lt;br /&gt;I should have take up the job to call&lt;br /&gt;Not them&lt;br /&gt;While me sitting in my room,&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;Why??&lt;br /&gt;Am I coward or Am I irresponsible???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-5791605603896793222?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/5791605603896793222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=5791605603896793222' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/5791605603896793222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/5791605603896793222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-is-in-my-mind.html' title='What is in my mind???'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-2468409712935013574</id><published>2009-07-12T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T03:22:30.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Back...</title><content type='html'>Back in UM, it signifies that my busy life starts. Was at home for 4 days. I got a more than enough rest at home. However, once i stepped in KL, i could feel the heaviness of my legs that they do not want to step down from the car. I knew that once I stepped into 7th college, my challenge starts,but i have to face the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what happen to me this few days. I feels so tired to do anything. I have hurt him again, even his grandmother just passed away, i still wana hurt him. I am really bad. I knew that. But, i have done it. I can't move back. What daddy say is correct, though i have promised daddy that i will forget the old one and try to accept the new one, yet, i did not do that. I don't know why. Just could not drag him out from my heart. He is like sticking in my heart by using the elephant glue.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a brand new day ahead. I can do it. Right? i know i can. And i believe I can.&lt;br /&gt;p/s: would like to congrat chungszuan and ke sin, haha..happy coupling...have a sweet sweet couple life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-2468409712935013574?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/2468409712935013574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=2468409712935013574' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2468409712935013574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2468409712935013574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-back.html' title='I am Back...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-4637587375392897532</id><published>2009-07-10T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T06:34:31.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I coward or Am I bad?</title><content type='html'>I was thinking, am i bad or am i coward?accept a people isn't it very easy? i don't think it is hard. but when it comes to me, it becomes very very hard. THere is always a people that stick in my heart. since i know him untill now. I don't want to be unfair to another one. But, sooner and later, i got to choose. I don't know why i can't accept other people. Deep in my mind, i used to have a mindset that if he is the one who ask me to accept him, i will 100% accept him without thinking. But, when comes to another guy, it becomes hard. I don't know why. I know i have hurt you in many ways. I am sorry for that. Hope you did read my blog. Here, i would like to say sorry to you. I don't want to do that but it is the natural me. I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Back to my home sweet home. it is always the best place for me to stay. i have a long nap today and have a nice sleep yesterday night. Once i back to KL, i didn't sleep well at all. this is the time for me to sleep and restore my energy to go for a longer journey after this. I have a tougher jouney ahead compare to my first year in UM. It is definitely harder. i knew it. so i have to be tough and work harder. I know i can do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-4637587375392897532?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/4637587375392897532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=4637587375392897532' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/4637587375392897532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/4637587375392897532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/07/am-i-coward-or-am-i-bad.html' title='Am I coward or Am I bad?'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-8152625238618952876</id><published>2009-07-08T02:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T02:16:05.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accept and Do the best!</title><content type='html'>I have just elected as the vice head of the CC in my college. I was not really willing to take up this pose as i have a lot of activity this year.I have just set my planning that i will be joining less college activity and focus on my academic and also PBUM. That is what i hope in my 2nd year. But now, i can't do that anymore. As the vice head, i have to involve myself in the CC meeting again. What the....though cc is my second home, yet i not prepare to be the MT of it. I just want to be a simple family member in this big family. Can't I?Many seniors msg me and convince me to take up the pose and they say i can make it. But i don't think i can at all. I m not that kind of person that can multi-tasking. I feel vr tired now. helpless...however, thanks to all the seniors who suppported me and also my friends that always with me. Especially my roomate, shin yen and my daddy, junhong who always at my side and gv me support mentally and physically. Thanks...&lt;br /&gt;i have already accepted the challenge and i will do the best. KaiChur, I CAN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-8152625238618952876?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/8152625238618952876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=8152625238618952876' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8152625238618952876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8152625238618952876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/07/accept-and-do-best.html' title='Accept and Do the best!'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-4592585880306362791</id><published>2009-07-07T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T03:06:52.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired...</title><content type='html'>Feel so tired. Full of class and activities. Sometime i do not know how to make decision. College activity and Buddhism activity both equally important for me. How to choose among both of this?&lt;br /&gt;I have a very sweet dream yesterday night. I did not want to wake up at all. How sweet it is. I dreamt of you. Though i used to say i have forgotten you, i did not. You have a very important place in my heart. Because of this, you used to become the measuring tape for me to choose others. I know that it is unfair to other people and my daddy used to scold me because i like to compare you with others. I am so sorry. i also do not know why you have such an important place in me. it was really a super sweet dream for me yesterday night which i do not want to wake up ...i do not want. i hate my alarm which wake me up. i hate it&lt;br /&gt;i have a very pack day today. I found that this sem is harder and tougher for me. I have not improved my grammar yet during last semester break. this is my own fault. Why am i so lazy?i was enjoying my life during the whole holiday,it shouldn't be like that. i should have finish revising the whole grammar book that prof g give us. this is due to my laziness. haiz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-4592585880306362791?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/4592585880306362791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=4592585880306362791' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/4592585880306362791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/4592585880306362791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/07/tired.html' title='Tired...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-162963201125313911</id><published>2009-07-06T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T06:42:21.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MSK~Jia YOu!!</title><content type='html'>Just back from MSK Training and Preparation Camp for all the AJK. I am the leader for the programme section. It was a great camp i should say. I gained a lot of nice experiences there. I miss the time too. At first i was reluctant to go back to kl just for this camp. I was not staying at home for more than 1 month. Mom started to complain. I have no choice, so i came back on the 22nd of jUne..HOwever, everything was great here let me feel that it's worth it for me to come back earlier.&lt;br /&gt;Next week will be our MSK d. All the AJK, must jia you oh!!! remember, stress is the best power for us to move forward. Jia YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-162963201125313911?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/162963201125313911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=162963201125313911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/162963201125313911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/162963201125313911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/07/mskjia-you.html' title='MSK~Jia YOu!!'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-7037376221931073151</id><published>2009-06-15T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:01:36.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time in Teluk Intan..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SjmtluDEnkI/AAAAAAAAAYI/du0Hg8ywPiE/s1600-h/P1010571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348496896006856258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SjmtluDEnkI/AAAAAAAAAYI/du0Hg8ywPiE/s200/P1010571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha...with our favourite post....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SjmtlEBUzzI/AAAAAAAAAX4/yMmvTVCeIYQ/s1600-h/IMG_4409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348496884725239602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SjmtlEBUzzI/AAAAAAAAAX4/yMmvTVCeIYQ/s200/IMG_4409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The traffic light angry d..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sjmtk-ShosI/AAAAAAAAAXw/wjF0WAazJts/s1600-h/IMG_4399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348496883186770626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sjmtk-ShosI/AAAAAAAAAXw/wjF0WAazJts/s200/IMG_4399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beesim..love to work with u o..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SjmtlaBXSxI/AAAAAAAAAYA/m46qJHlShkE/s1600-h/P1010511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348496890630982418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SjmtlaBXSxI/AAAAAAAAAYA/m46qJHlShkE/s200/P1010511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yaw Shen, ah sam boy..my dear future camp leader..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SjYJYzCkXqI/AAAAAAAAAXo/BZkphb5SNfs/s1600-h/P1010547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347471929171533474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SjYJYzCkXqI/AAAAAAAAAXo/BZkphb5SNfs/s200/P1010547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WIth Pangyi..whom i feel nice when work with him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SjYJYZLFALI/AAAAAAAAAXg/7PU0SFhti4U/s1600-h/P1010503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347471922227904690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SjYJYZLFALI/AAAAAAAAAXg/7PU0SFhti4U/s200/P1010503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HoayYee a.k.a erjie, me, beesim, kooiling and our botak joo huat. I love to be with you all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SjYJYIjzhxI/AAAAAAAAAXY/HW8NoLbqXRw/s1600-h/P1010507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347471917768214290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SjYJYIjzhxI/AAAAAAAAAXY/HW8NoLbqXRw/s200/P1010507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with botak joo huat...nice to have him to help in camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SjYJX0bQuHI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/tyRz4GQtDlo/s1600-h/IMG_4341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347471912363669618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SjYJX0bQuHI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/tyRz4GQtDlo/s200/IMG_4341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gan..and the pity doll..nice capture..miss the time u bully me..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SjYJXmiwe_I/AAAAAAAAAXI/94dr4E_WXhA/s1600-h/IMG_4278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347471908637015026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SjYJXmiwe_I/AAAAAAAAAXI/94dr4E_WXhA/s200/IMG_4278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love to work with all of you..when will we work together again??? &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-7037376221931073151?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/7037376221931073151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=7037376221931073151' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7037376221931073151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7037376221931073151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-in-teluk-intan.html' title='Time in Teluk Intan..'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SjmtluDEnkI/AAAAAAAAAYI/du0Hg8ywPiE/s72-c/P1010571.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-308657410387452959</id><published>2009-06-09T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T07:07:37.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>22nd Buddhist Youth Camp</title><content type='html'>Wow…after a long break, finally, here I am to update my blog. I was away for a camp. What camp? Come on, if you are teluk intan-ist, you will know. What???Oh yes, that is the Buddhist Youth Camp in PBHP. This is the 22nd Buddhist Youth Camp that held in PBHP already. Such a long history, such a memorable camp for me too. I am glad that I am here to join in this camp.&lt;br /&gt;I was the camp leader of this camp. This is the first time I become a camp leader in my life. So, for those participant, you are very lucky, my first time, I share with you all already. Haha.. I was so nervous before the camp. As I mentioned just now, this is my first time become a camp leader, this is the first time I exchange role with SiewLing. Usually, in any camp, she will be the camp leader and I will be the leader of the singing and game section. However, this time, totally different. She is the member of singing and game section, while me, as the camp leader. I was so nervous. Luckily, there are a lot of kalyana mitra supported me and helped me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;During this camp, I learnt a lot and I grew up a lot too. I had learnt how to manage a group without forcing each other while working. I learnt how to work in a group more effective. I know how to let other listen to me without shouting at them but talk to them nicely and tell them the reason why you want them to do so. I have learnt how to organize a game with the meaning behind it. I learnt a lot..really…&lt;br /&gt;I love the part of when we work together as a team. I enjoyed preparing the game with everyone in the camp. The happiest thing is I can see the improvement in many committees and also the participants. That is what we hope to see as the objective of the camp. We want quality but not quantity and yes, we did it this year. Congrats.!!! Congrats to all the committee members. I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;I love every program in this camp. Unfortunately, there were some programs which held in the afternoon I couldn’t join in as I was too tired and sometime I had to settle something for the gratitude night in my room. So, I skipped some of the programs. I didn’t regret, but I felt so glad that the committee members who in charged in the programs make them a success. I love the gratitude night a lot. The funeral. Oh gosh! It’s exactly like the real one. It made me think back and think a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;Kooiling, Thanks for supporting me all the time and persuade me to accept the challenge to become the camp leader. Without you ,I won’t be able to take up this challenge. BeeSim, thanks to you too. Thanks for always believing in whatever I in charge in. Thanks for being supportive all the time and teach me a lot of things. HuiSan, though you couldn’t join us in this camp, your spirit always with us. I could feel it. I am glad that you trusted me so much and always support me. HoayYee, thanks for being my best “er jie” and assistant camp leader and always support me whenever I need you. When I go to rest, lucky there was you who help to control the situation. Without you, I couldn’t have sleep during the noon time. Haha… Next, SiewLing, old friend, though you can’t join us till the end of the camp, like HuiSan, you always with us, so we carried on your spirit throughout the camp. BigGan, haiz..you again..haha..just kidding. It’s really nice to work with you, I need not worry anything when I work with you. You will always do the best and usually more than best, so, I will just goyang kaki and makan popcorn.haha…thanks ya. Pangyi, LiChen,PeiWen,ZeHau,WeiHow,YongHao..my dearest mentors, thanks for giving your full support to the camp and lead your group with your full heart. I am glad to have you all. Pangyi, LiChen, ZeHau and PeiWen, I did see a lot of improvement in four of you. Keep it up. We work together again next year. Promise..k? YingZhee, ChuanYuan, YiQian, thanks for being the great singer and programmer in the camp. I did see your improvement. Especially YingZhee and YiQian. You both really improve a lot. Hope to work with you both again in the next camp. YawShen, YingHUi, JiekYing,XiaoWen,SmallGan,YinShia, JiaLi, My dearest kitchen committee. Without you all, we have no food to eat for 5days 4  nights. Thanks ya. I was so touched when YingHui told me that though she was very tired, she learnt a lot. That is what we want to see from those new committee. And  YawShen, please be prepared, you will be the next camp leader. Haha…then, GinPing and Fong Kiean, thanks for taking care of our accommodation and also our bathroom. Without you both, we won’t be able to have such a nice place to sleep.  WeiYuan and Yayung, thanks for looking at the PA System all the time. Haha…you both really great. I want to praise Yayung here, she is really as great as her brother, Pangyi, I never feel worry when I pass any job to her. Haha…Last but not least, our dearest venerable, Rev.Xian Yi and Rev. XianQi. Thanks for teaching me a lot of things. Enjoyed being with both of you.&lt;br /&gt;I love to organize camp in PBHP. It always gives me a sense of belongings. I belong to this society. I belong to them. I love you all and I hope to work with you all again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-308657410387452959?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/308657410387452959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=308657410387452959' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/308657410387452959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/308657410387452959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/06/22nd-buddhist-youth-camp.html' title='22nd Buddhist Youth Camp'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-7082513891663507205</id><published>2009-05-24T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:14:06.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a memorable and meaningful 2 weeks..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ShoUpjQ6-HI/AAAAAAAAAW8/RxH0PWpUMP0/s1600-h/DSC01545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339603012274550898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ShoUpjQ6-HI/AAAAAAAAAW8/RxH0PWpUMP0/s200/DSC01545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With Zhong Weng in formal wear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ShoUpW9eIPI/AAAAAAAAAW0/7Xb9dYLqRTU/s1600-h/DSC01555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339603008971743474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ShoUpW9eIPI/AAAAAAAAAW0/7Xb9dYLqRTU/s200/DSC01555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With Jubah and Scroll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ShoUpeXjcCI/AAAAAAAAAWs/NwKZosHMhsA/s1600-h/DSC01513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339603010960191522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ShoUpeXjcCI/AAAAAAAAAWs/NwKZosHMhsA/s200/DSC01513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sleeping Buddha in Kelantan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ShoUpFZi0KI/AAAAAAAAAWk/cjPrP6XS9rU/s1600-h/DSC01533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339603004257652898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ShoUpFZi0KI/AAAAAAAAAWk/cjPrP6XS9rU/s200/DSC01533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Masjid Crystal in Kelantan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ShoUozRBI0I/AAAAAAAAAWc/DYDezpwaiRU/s1600-h/DSC01490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339602999390053186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ShoUozRBI0I/AAAAAAAAAWc/DYDezpwaiRU/s200/DSC01490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This doll very cute, i love it. Saw it in Jitra Mall, Kedah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ShoTwGBB0EI/AAAAAAAAAWU/9Jwr47yvneg/s1600-h/DSC01487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339602025170718786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ShoTwGBB0EI/AAAAAAAAAWU/9Jwr47yvneg/s200/DSC01487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sultan Abdul Aziz Dewan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ShoTwAfwAPI/AAAAAAAAAWM/LMa3Q8iK-4I/s1600-h/DSC01485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339602023688962290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ShoTwAfwAPI/AAAAAAAAAWM/LMa3Q8iK-4I/s200/DSC01485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jie and i under menara condong before we go to SMK Sultan Abdul Aziz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just came back to Teluk Intan after a 2 weeks trip to Pennisular of Malaysia under the NVC Programme of my college in UM. I love this two weeks. Though it's very tiring, yet it's a meaningful one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is NVC? NVC stands for National Varsity Counseling. It's a programme where the UM students from Za'Ba Residential College will travel to the secondary schools to give the F5 and F6 students the information on IPTA , mainly on UM courses. I am proud that i was chosen as one of the member to join this trip. This is a meaningful trip as i hope to help my juniors and yes, i did it. I am representing the Faculty of Education and worked as a runner during the trip. Being a runner is not an easy job. I have to be alert and make decision fast, it's not only a physical test for me, but also a mentally test. I have to be alert once we reach each school. This is a big challenge to me. However, i was glad that i have a group of great friends who supported me and give 100% commitment whenever I needed them.Thanks a lot, my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, during this 2 weeks, we spent most of our time in the bus, hostel and schools. We had our first station in KPS,UM. That was a station where i faced a lot of problems. Due to the first time i hold the post as a runner, i couldn't make things well and on time. The situation is such a mess. I felt so sorry for my friends.Then, a sudden call made my mind became so stress. The central school in Kedah phoned and said that they couldn't make it. OH GOSH!! Kedah is the station where i incharge of and it's the third station. How can i find another school in such a short time? With the blessing from BUDDHA, i solved it as the JPN of Kedah phone and helped me find a central school, that is SMK Pendang. I feel blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our next station, the 2nd station is somewhere i familiar with, my hometown, TELUK INTAN. We did it in SMK SUltan Abdul Aziz. I was glad that my friends, SmallGan, JoeShen and AiLing came to support this event. Thanks a lot. And not forget, my brother, KaiQuan also,he did come to support as well. thanks a lot. After the programme, we straight away pack our things and continue our journey to Kedah. It took us alomost 6 hours to reach Kedah. We slept in the bus. This is the first time i take such a long journey bus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Kedah, it was a big event where there were 200 ++ students attended the programme. My faculty workshop had the most students visited. 58 students. I was shocked. I felt glad that there is still some students who wish to study in Education Faculty and become a teacher in the future. we had one day rest after that. then we continue our journey to Kelantan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Kelantan, we did our programme twice. One additional one which held in Sweet resort with a group of students from SMJK Zhong Hwa. this is a challenging one where the students were equiped with great knowledge on University courses and they were like testing us with those questions. I didn't like the students there. However, in the next school, SMK Putra, at least i found that i really help the students with the information i have. THey appreciate us more than the SMJK Zhong Hwa. there were some bad memories during the trip in Kelantan too. Where we had post mortem untill 3am in the morning while we had a programme at 9am the next morning. I felt that the post mortem is an unnecessary one. However, it's over. let it over..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next station is Terrenganu. nothing special.i bought the batik that mum asked me to buy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to Pahang. Nothing much also. proceed on to  Johor. Johor is the place where we had a bad day. our bus broke down in the morning when we wanted to go to the central school. We had to take the bus from UTHM to the school and after finish our programme, we was expecting to have a great meal with the members from Lions Club. However, it disappointed me. It's not a big meal in big restaurant.but a simple malay food(again) in a tuition centre. Then we waited for our bus to repair until 6pm in the school. So pity....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last station. MELAKA...huh! this is the station that give me a big headache. The counsellor make it a district level programme where they have their own schedule while we have our own as well. THey make my life so troublesome. However, we managed to handle the situation well and make it a success. Haha..NVC really the best and greatest. haha..we had our sharing session during the night. It's a great and warm one, we really spoke our hearts out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, finally, back to KL and back to Teluk Intan. Now busy with Fo qing.. Hope i can make it a success and become a good leader this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-7082513891663507205?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/7082513891663507205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=7082513891663507205' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7082513891663507205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7082513891663507205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-memorable-and-meaningful-2-weeks.html' title='It&apos;s a memorable and meaningful 2 weeks..'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ShoUpjQ6-HI/AAAAAAAAAW8/RxH0PWpUMP0/s72-c/DSC01545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-2941612686649669572</id><published>2009-05-08T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:18:36.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss the time where i celebrated my wesak in TI&gt;.&lt;</title><content type='html'>It's wesak today. Previously, i will be hanging in PBHP to help up during this time. However, this time, due to my college project, i have to stay in KL and i couldn't even go to any buddhist association to celebrate my Wesak. I felt so down today. I missed the time being with friends in PBHP. I missed the time i have in PBHP. I miss PBHP...I would love to help in there. I would love to have my wesak there. I would love to meet my friends there. Old friends where we have a long time not meet each other.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;  HOwever, Yun Teng just told me, buddha is in our hearts. Yeah, buddha is in my heart...HAPPY WESAK to Everyone...&lt;br /&gt;May you all be blessed with good health, happiness and peace.&lt;br /&gt;May you all grow in wisdom and compasion.&lt;br /&gt;Take Care and keep in touch...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-2941612686649669572?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/2941612686649669572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=2941612686649669572' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2941612686649669572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2941612686649669572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss-time-where-i-celebrated-my-wesak.html' title='I miss the time where i celebrated my wesak in TI&gt;.&lt;'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-8742576286971236911</id><published>2009-05-05T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T03:36:16.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/5/09---excited day!</title><content type='html'>Well, was having a great outing with my dearest tutor, ms. charity and my friends to one utama yesterday afternoon. there were altogether 7 of us, that is , me, mel, villy, weng, mian, faiz and miss charity. we had our super hot lunch in a thai restaurant. I like the design there. I love the food too. despite they were too hot, they were nice. I had my first time in the bowling court. I played bowling for the very first time. Oh My God..alwiz go into the drain..hmm..though i am the last in the ranking, i am happy with my achievement. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i got a great news, happiest news i should say, my ex-secondary sch, SMJK San Min won champion in the choir competition in the district level. Wow!! congrats...you all did  a very good job, my dear juniors. It's worthy that i went to see you all last saturday. You all did what i told you all. HOpe to see a better result in the state level. K?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was having NVC training for so many days. Tired...A lot of things havent done yet. I am the runner during the NVC trip.Kind of worry. I am not that good in that. hope i can do my best and don't let the seniors dissappoint. JIA YOU kaiCHur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-8742576286971236911?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/8742576286971236911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=8742576286971236911' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8742576286971236911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8742576286971236911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/05/5509-excited-day.html' title='5/5/09---excited day!'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-8506719855003051520</id><published>2009-05-03T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T06:53:47.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm..My post after Exam..</title><content type='html'>Wow..finally, my exam finish. Well, it has been a very long time i never post in my blog. So, now, i would like to do some update for all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25 April 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to TI to settle some stuff on NVC. I was proud that I had the chance to attend SMJK San Min sport day again. What made me even proud is my brother, as the head prefect had become the commander of the whole parade. It was the thing that i dreamt to be since i was in Form 1. He helped me to make my dreams come true and so goes to my sister, she is the emcee of the ceremony. THat is what i hoped to be too. Finally, both of them make my dreams come true. THanks... I am really proud of you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30 April 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last paper of my 1st year 2nd semester. I was not paying much attention on it. May be it's because it's the last paper. So, i had no mood to study at all. HOwever, i managed to answer the questions. HOpe i will score in that paper. After that, as what we did last semester, whole gang of TESL-ian had an outing to MidValley. Fuyoh! We watched X-Men ORigin. IT's nice..Yen, Weng and I had our lunch in Sushi King (again) haha..Then we had our dinner and celebrated Ke Sin and Pang Khit's birthday together in the CHopstick noodle. This is the first time i try the meet of deer. We just did the Pelanduk in the exam and now we are eating the Deer..haha..so ironic..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 May 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home with my aunt and uncle. We sent my grandma back to TI to take something to HOngKong. She is going to Hongkong..So nice. Great!! then i had attended the choir practise again. THey were surprise to see me as i told them i won't be able to go back to see them again. Haha..hope they can do well in the competition next tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 May 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to college again. See everyone packing and go home but i am the only one who come back here. Haiz...But NVC is going to start. JiayOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;P.S= I couldn't add any photo, duno why..hmm...will upload when it is fix...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-8506719855003051520?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/8506719855003051520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=8506719855003051520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8506719855003051520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8506719855003051520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/05/hmmmy-post-after-exam.html' title='Hmm..My post after Exam..'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-3020981511031330424</id><published>2009-04-23T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T11:22:58.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy Junhong's birthday~~ 24/4/2009</title><content type='html'>Ohoho..today is my daddy Junhong's birthday. Don't misunderstand, this is the daddy in my college. hehe&lt;br /&gt;TOday programme was planned by my new mummy, Qhui. I am the assistant.hehe...&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is the first time daddy kena dump into kolam, i guess must be very syok and happy. right, daddy?hehe...i saw him like a koala bear when his course mate tried to dump him. haha..it's real fun. But i didn't manage to snap any photo on that particular moment. What a waste.haha...&lt;br /&gt;Hope this will be a memorable birthday for you, daddy. May all your dreams come true. May you and Qhui have a sweet sweet time. hehe...May you grow in wisdom and compasion. May you grow fatter and fatter and also healthier and healthier..&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday ~~ daddy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-3020981511031330424?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/3020981511031330424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=3020981511031330424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/3020981511031330424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/3020981511031330424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/04/daddy-junhongs-birthday-2442009.html' title='Daddy Junhong&apos;s birthday~~ 24/4/2009'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-2906602474302409168</id><published>2009-04-16T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T06:39:35.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>气馁、伤心</title><content type='html'>气馁，&lt;br /&gt;短短的两个字，&lt;br /&gt;却有着深厚的意思。&lt;br /&gt;要解释起来，&lt;br /&gt;并不难，&lt;br /&gt;也不容易。&lt;br /&gt;今天，&lt;br /&gt;我体会到气馁的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;终于明白了。。。&lt;br /&gt;那种心伤得很的感觉，&lt;br /&gt;那种被挫折大大打击的伤痛，&lt;br /&gt;我终于感受到了。&lt;br /&gt;这一份奖学金，&lt;br /&gt;我一定要得到。。。&lt;br /&gt;他断定了我的前途&lt;br /&gt;及我的钱途。。。&lt;br /&gt;当我知道，&lt;br /&gt;我连面试的机会也没有时，&lt;br /&gt;心很疼。。。很疼。。。&lt;br /&gt;妈妈期待我得到这份奖学金，&lt;br /&gt;得到他，&lt;br /&gt;能帮忙减轻她的负担，&lt;br /&gt;也能确保我毕业后有份安定的工作，&lt;br /&gt;这是她期许的。&lt;br /&gt;可是，&lt;br /&gt;我让她失望了。&lt;br /&gt;对不起阿妈！&lt;br /&gt;或许我进入大学后，&lt;br /&gt;并没有再像以前那精进学佛，&lt;br /&gt;也没念经回向，&lt;br /&gt;更没有时时提醒自己从善，&lt;br /&gt;还时时伤您的心。&lt;br /&gt;或许这是一个因果循环的报应。&lt;br /&gt;我欣然接受。&lt;br /&gt;我要盖过！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-2906602474302409168?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/2906602474302409168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=2906602474302409168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2906602474302409168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2906602474302409168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_16.html' title='气馁、伤心'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-4972435906880697743</id><published>2009-04-15T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T07:32:24.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi Bonanza..nothing much...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just back from Midvalley. I had had a quite happy day today.So nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First of all, Zhong Weng and I went to KPS to deal with some NVC stuff. However, it's faith that she has to go to KPS again tomorrow. She brought the wrong letter there. So, it's time to keep fit ya..Ooong..haha...Then we waited my daddy junhong and my new mummy, qinghui at the library. We took a taxi to the Midvalley at around 10.20a.m. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10.35a.m. Reached Midvalley and ran to the Sushi King.No people yet, so we went to buy the movie ticket first. Oh Yeah! finally i have the chance to watch the movie i long to watch for such a long time, that is Shinjuku Incident by Jackie Chan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324904994049582322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SeXc4SkHZPI/AAAAAAAAAUs/UhtIJupF294/s200/DSC01394.JPG" /&gt;My Ticket--SHINJUKU INCIDENT...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next, we had our lunch+breakfast in Sushi King...Oh Yes..Sushi BONANZA..what a so called bonanza,nothing much to eat. Maybe we were too early, 10.45a.m.. We were the second early customer there. So, we sat there, started with our one hour dine in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324904995849019810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SeXc4ZRIoaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/jEcVuwrzjfM/s200/DSC01385.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy~~Sushi I love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324906812259705906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SeXeiH7MJDI/AAAAAAAAAVc/pl3al_czy6Q/s200/DSC01387.JPG" /&gt;My daddy~~Junhong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324906817163329906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SeXeiaMTgXI/AAAAAAAAAVk/SVeUr50Nrh8/s200/DSC01388.JPG" /&gt;My new mummy, qinghui. What is she wandering ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324906815209503794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SeXeiS6efDI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Gy7NWL8zLRg/s200/DSC01389.JPG" /&gt;Oh yes. This two fellows, fat d..but like to eat somemore..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324905012771294050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SeXc5YTuC2I/AAAAAAAAAVM/RRzI7QWC2tg/s200/DSC01391.JPG" /&gt;This is waht i hope to eat for a long time but never eat.This is the first time i ate..YUMMY~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324905013900245714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SeXc5cg4etI/AAAAAAAAAVE/T8F5k1-Qzyk/s200/DSC01393.JPG" /&gt;These were what we ate..19 plates of sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After one hour of dine in time limet. We left Sushi King...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324915812550299650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SeXmuAnr0AI/AAAAAAAAAWE/3mZ2wsKX6so/s200/DSC01390.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh..Sushi King..BYEBYE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After that, we went to buy our stuff. We walked in two teams. Definitely, my daddy and new mummy surely walked in pair and zhong weng and i walked in pair. Zhong Weng and i went to buy our formal shirt. We went to Giordarno, Nichii, Romp, PDI, Padini...etc etc.. So many shops. We still couldn't find what we want. However, I managed to buy 4 pairs of ear rings with just RM 10. Haha.. I love the earrings. THey were nice. Oh yEs... i love it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1.30p.m. Went into GSC. The cinema in Midvalley. Here the Shinjuku Incident started. I love Jackie Chan. I still remember i used to go to watch Jackie CHan's movie with my father when i was young. He love Jackie Chan. Thus, whenever there was any Jackie Chan new movie, He will surely bring me to the cinema and watch together. I enjoyed the time very much. However, I can't go to movie with my father anymore. He is not here anymore. I miss him. Whenever i watch any movie of Jackie Chan, i will have a very hard feeling. I still insist to watch it though i knew that i will have a bad feeling. I want to search the feeling when my father around me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Shinjuku Incident. It is not same as what Jackie CHan used to do. His previous movie was funny and full of action which he conducted all the action by himself. This time he just did some part of the action. He died in the end of the story. Again, i think of my father. I felt the pain. Really. I know how it was the pain...I hate the pain.. I hate the pain that my father had. This movie is quite a cruel one. A lot of very very scary scene where i used my hand to cover my eyes and move my head towards zhong weng there. She was so steady. How good if i can be like her?haha..The movie has its own touching part too. I cried several times. This is the first time i cry when i watch Jackie Chan's movie. If i would rate this movie, i will give it 5 stars. It is really a great movie to watch. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After movie, after crying, we went to shop again. I have to accomplete my missions. They are buy a white formal shirt, buy a present for my friend, buy some daily stuff and buy a pair of new shoes. However, i managed to fulfill the first 3 things. I didn't buy a new pair of shoes for myself, couldn't find a nice one. haha^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then, we met with June and we came back to college. That is my day in Midvalley during study week. HOpefully after this i will put more effort in my study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324914610985386018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SeXloEcSQCI/AAAAAAAAAV0/0d4CyaEhGl0/s200/DSC01376.JPG" /&gt;Study Study Study..JIA YOU KAICHUR!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324914612402994098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SeXloJuRO7I/AAAAAAAAAV8/ZNzkGCLkEjY/s200/DSC01374.JPG" /&gt;I must do better and I can do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8423418814673431961-4972435906880697743?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/4972435906880697743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=4972435906880697743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/4972435906880697743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/4972435906880697743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/04/sushi-bonanzanothing-much.html' title='Sushi Bonanza..nothing much...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SeXc4SkHZPI/AAAAAAAAAUs/UhtIJupF294/s72-c/DSC01394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-6499032588069702093</id><published>2009-04-08T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T18:19:16.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yeah...I need a break...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow..after a super duper pack life for the whole week where i have to deal with all the assignments and tests, finally, 5 hours more, i am going back to take a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Within this week, i have done a lot of things. First of all, i finished 2 final papers during this week. I don't know what is my marks and so on. But, i did enjoy my class as the class is ended. I feel glad when the ESL is finished. FINALLY!!!!then kinda of sad when prof.G's class is going to the end. I learned a lot from Prof. G...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322487497000649586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sd1GLcQug3I/AAAAAAAAAS0/4KTf5RJyNiM/s200/DSC01362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Prof. G and I . I will miss you a lot...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322487496199080178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sd1GLZRniPI/AAAAAAAAAS8/YAqMMg4PNIg/s200/DSC01364.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Dr. Aini, my basic Philosophy lecturer,who gave me a piece of golden advice before she leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This two lecturers will be retired after this semester. I felt glad that I am their last batch of students. Both of them are so responsible and i love to go to their class. I learned a lot from them. Thanks for the advices and everything. sorry for my wrong doing too...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last Saturday, after my assignment, a stage play, with Prof.G, shinyen, zhongweng, feimian and i went to have our lunch in OldTown white Coffee with our dearest Ah siong...It's a great outing where finally I can eat something nice...haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322488747936777458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sd1HUQXJBPI/AAAAAAAAATE/6pOBfgDYjYE/s200/DSC01296.JPG" border="0" /&gt; What is the difference between this two coffee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322488751539626370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sd1HUdyIIYI/AAAAAAAAATM/677SYsoKYOM/s200/DSC01297.JPG" border="0" /&gt; My favourite, Hazelnut white coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322488750940797698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sd1HUbjWuwI/AAAAAAAAATU/zdi51h0TU6s/s200/DSC01299.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Shin Yen so beria-ia with her honey lemon &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322488753363840594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sd1HUklDblI/AAAAAAAAATc/5vXyeiVJIcI/s200/DSC01300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I am enjoying my coffee..yummy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322491690313684866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sd1J_hkdl4I/AAAAAAAAAT8/Y8f613YlFNw/s200/DSC01306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aha..this is our handsome Mr.Bear..thanks for fetching us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322491688191106578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sd1J_ZqZnhI/AAAAAAAAAT0/in8nOh4j69U/s200/DSC01307.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Zhong Weng with her mee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This few days, i suddenly love to take my picture again...Started to be syok sendiri again..haha..share with u all some of my SS photo..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322492832745876274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sd1LCBdhazI/AAAAAAAAAUk/S7Cdsq5NMRw/s200/DSC01323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;SS photo 1...looks like i slim d?but i gained weight..this call technique...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322492833566159154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sd1LCEhF8TI/AAAAAAAAAUc/gjyt_PC7Hxs/s200/DSC01321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;SS photo 2..without specs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322492835182155698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sd1LCKiYF7I/AAAAAAAAAUU/ay_inIAeMVI/s200/DSC01332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;SS photo 3..with my lovely specs...seems like abit serious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322492834995180962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sd1LCJ1zFaI/AAAAAAAAAUM/55OOevZGVuc/s200/DSC01340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;SS photo 4..this is what called a PIG&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322492829224837394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sd1LB0WCoRI/AAAAAAAAAUE/_QGUuzryZcA/s200/DSC01328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SS photo 5...i love this one..my friend said i look like a rabbit..haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We just had our CC farewell at tuesday night..i was a touching one. Joseph gave me a handmade photo frame where he put the photo of him and i...Ah Siong too...gave me a present. I am glad to have such seniors. Not because of they give me presents..But they did help me a lot during my University life. WHenever i need help, what i need to do is just text message them. They will try their very best to help. I am glad that i am in 7th. I love you all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*no photo for the farewell, as i am one of the ursher, so i cant take photo..so bad..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Will update more bout me later on..maybe after my exam...FINAL..GAMBATEH!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-6499032588069702093?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/6499032588069702093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=6499032588069702093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/6499032588069702093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/6499032588069702093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-yeahi-need-break.html' title='Oh yeah...I need a break...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sd1GLcQug3I/AAAAAAAAAS0/4KTf5RJyNiM/s72-c/DSC01362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-6778377445794559534</id><published>2009-04-02T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T19:16:41.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>爸，我爱你</title><content type='html'>你是我最疼爱的孩子&lt;br /&gt;你这样对我说&lt;br /&gt;你是我最爱的爸爸&lt;br /&gt;我从没对你说&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怀念你的拥抱&lt;br /&gt;怀念你的关怀&lt;br /&gt;怀念你的温度&lt;br /&gt;怀念你的笑容&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爸爸  你在何方？&lt;br /&gt;远方的您  可否看见&lt;br /&gt;我的成就与成长&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我亲爱的爸爸&lt;br /&gt;感恩您  感谢您&lt;br /&gt;辛勤工作  赚钱养家&lt;br /&gt;让我们健康快乐成长&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我亲爱的爸爸&lt;br /&gt;我疼您  我爱您&lt;br /&gt;努力向上  精进向善&lt;br /&gt;是我报答您的承诺&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-6778377445794559534?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/6778377445794559534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=6778377445794559534' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/6778377445794559534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/6778377445794559534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='爸，我爱你'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-8520024261408438711</id><published>2009-04-02T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T11:50:24.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings after a long pause...</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! Miss me? It had been a very long time i didn't upload my blog and update my news. Sorry for that as I was busy with my assignments, competition, presentations and also tests. Well, i have a lot of story that i would like to share with you all. Let me share by using photos. &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;First of all, NVC photo shooting session. I woke up at 6.22am that day. Walked to the place opposite DTC to take these photos..NICE? not sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320154311149769714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SdT8KJpYU_I/AAAAAAAAARs/JImjwskPc-s/s200/2661_60685073310_756193310_1578496_6650388_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zhong Weng and I in our formal shirt. I gained weight again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320157014336521138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SdT-nfzUw7I/AAAAAAAAASs/0O6sIwB5ICk/s200/2661_60685048310_756193310_1578493_8141701_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;With yen..too tired after waiting for a very very very long time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320157008686576946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SdT-nKwRdTI/AAAAAAAAASk/SqGIpkZC4F4/s200/2661_60685058310_756193310_1578494_355594_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When is our turn to take photo?sleepyz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Choir COmpetition. we got the 4th placing. Though disappointed, we deserved it. I know why. after choir competition, went to KFC and celebrate. NIce experience and thanks to all the seniors who worked hard to make our performance that day a very success one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320154302713720194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SdT8JqOEbYI/AAAAAAAAARk/iU0HIXyZ8ns/s200/2645_1117856180664_1054792686_30378335_1431932_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THis is my position as Alto I, beside me ZuDian(right), Lesley (left), PeckHar(behind)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320156998633514050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SdT-mlTb5EI/AAAAAAAAASM/kHZz1uN-l-0/s200/2671_61074129750_637834750_1598593_3576749_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;With Mummy NaNa..the prettiest girl in 7th college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320154316814608066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SdT8Kev-5sI/AAAAAAAAAR0/qsn_qCC_sBE/s200/n555080208_1505314_4143924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Everyone become crazy and take photo non stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;San Yee, PoPo and Sam Kao Fu came to support me that night too. I was so happy to see my San yee. Miss her so much. Haha...The next day night i went to have dinner with my aunt and my cousin sisters. &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;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once the choir competition ended, i have an entrepreneurship Day the day after that. Our group own a stall named SPLENDID 46 and we sold sushi bread roll, Inai drawing, chinese craft and kacang. We earn money. nice experience...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320154321437962098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SdT8Kv-Rr3I/AAAAAAAAAR8/gTuDJJZZP5Y/s200/P1014008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It is me, busy attracting custormers to my stall. the red colour shirt girl is Joanne..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320154322484082114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SdT8Kz3sNcI/AAAAAAAAASE/cC1GUgcxWf0/s200/P1014107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;My group members. SPLENDID 46&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320157002178035442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SdT-mygg_vI/AAAAAAAAASc/ci-HZxmWQ9s/s200/n1597486281_403919_4912565.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inai drawing on my hand..nice..i love it..Thanks Sangi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320157002169158402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SdT-myeZiwI/AAAAAAAAASU/tFuNyiM2l7g/s200/n1597486281_403827_4762609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugly photo taken during ugly time in ugly place by ugly people....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all, i have a super pack timetable where we have to come out with a play, then have to act out the play.  This is a big project to me as i scored quite bad in my test. I have to earn my marks here to cover what i have lost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not forget also, to mention about the camp that i have attended during 27-29March in YBAM by the MiaoXi of PBUM. I was lucky enough to be selected as the one who take care of our honourable Reveren. This time, Rev. Ji Chi was the speaker. She is a great speaker. HOwever, i felt so sorry to her and guilty as i didn't pay much attention on the talk. Instead, i slept in class. I am so sorry, Rev.Ji Chi. THis world is real small, Wei Fong, my ex-neighbour,who is studying in USM currently, we wet each other in YBAM where she has another camp there too. We was so happy and excited. I miss her so much. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry, cause i don't have any photo of the camp to upload. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KaiChur&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/8423418814673431961-8520024261408438711?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/8520024261408438711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=8520024261408438711' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8520024261408438711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8520024261408438711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/04/greetings-after-long-pause.html' title='Greetings after a long pause...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SdT8KJpYU_I/AAAAAAAAARs/JImjwskPc-s/s72-c/2661_60685073310_756193310_1578496_6650388_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-5829313017086790993</id><published>2009-03-14T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T20:41:46.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAZ 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sbx4fna_rYI/AAAAAAAAARc/nN8vjJbxNMo/s1600-h/n629282520_1436634_6130738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313254144943828354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sbx4fna_rYI/AAAAAAAAARc/nN8vjJbxNMo/s200/n629282520_1436634_6130738.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mr.bear n kaichur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sbx4fjQUqDI/AAAAAAAAARU/vN3UN-jGOAk/s1600-h/n1285275728_30103935_5117645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313254143825324082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sbx4fjQUqDI/AAAAAAAAARU/vN3UN-jGOAk/s200/n1285275728_30103935_5117645.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; daddy n i..Full look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sbx4fqFuDkI/AAAAAAAAARM/mHJ4iCrGjEU/s1600-h/n792074429_1393085_440622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313254145659899458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sbx4fqFuDkI/AAAAAAAAARM/mHJ4iCrGjEU/s200/n792074429_1393085_440622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; daddy,jie n i..where is new mummy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sbx4fZdGd8I/AAAAAAAAARE/hAd67BFP6nw/s1600-h/2671_70245342528_718222528_1607119_7547235_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313254141194565570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sbx4fZdGd8I/AAAAAAAAARE/hAd67BFP6nw/s200/2671_70245342528_718222528_1607119_7547235_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yen..the wheelchair girl n i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sbx4fWZgSyI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/X5N-uT84GvQ/s1600-h/2671_70242922528_718222528_1607077_3350675_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313254140374174498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sbx4fWZgSyI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/X5N-uT84GvQ/s200/2671_70242922528_718222528_1607077_3350675_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amy n i...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sbv4b4y_-UI/AAAAAAAAAQM/De6Ct95qVSM/s1600-h/DSC01223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313113343400081730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sbv4b4y_-UI/AAAAAAAAAQM/De6Ct95qVSM/s200/DSC01223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With Zhong Weng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sbv4b1ac4II/AAAAAAAAAQE/oXgxAr8XNgg/s1600-h/DSC01228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313113342491811970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sbv4b1ac4II/AAAAAAAAAQE/oXgxAr8XNgg/s200/DSC01228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My daddy, JunHong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phew..finally i have time to upload my latest news. Well, was busy with my assignments and choir practice this few weeks. I just had my Malam Anugerah Za'Ba or more famously known as MAZ last friday night, that is on the 13th of March. It was a special night for all the people in my college. A very happening night. We had it in the Putra International Convensyen Centre. It is a very grand hall where big function are held. I love the place. Nice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i did not have a very nice and attractive dress on that night. Well, due to my plump cute little body, i could not find any nice dress. So sad..it's really time for me to keep fit..haha...well, took a lot of photo that night..so who wish to view can view it in my facebook. See ya...will update more when i m free to do so..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-5829313017086790993?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/5829313017086790993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=5829313017086790993' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/5829313017086790993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/5829313017086790993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/03/maz-2009.html' title='MAZ 2009'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/Sbx4fna_rYI/AAAAAAAAARc/nN8vjJbxNMo/s72-c/n629282520_1436634_6130738.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-4297224805081906522</id><published>2009-03-06T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T07:51:27.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suei week</title><content type='html'>I am home now! Fu yOh! It’s really a great busy week for me last week. It was the week for our college grand project, Citrawarna Za’Ba. This is a big project where involved all the Za’Bahan. We have a lot of gerai along the road in Za’Ba, we have game station for the visitors, not forget also, we have Cultural night for 3 different races. We, as Chinese, were busy with the preparation of our Chinese cultural night. We had our practice and practice and practice for the Chinese Cultural Night.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Cultural Night (MKC)&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the cultural night arrived. We prayed hard so that the night will be as smooth as possible and hope that that night will not rain. It was a great weather in the afternoon. We were so happy. We started to set up right after the Malam Kebudayaan India ended at 12am. We put up the back drops and all the tanglung of the surrounding But, I have just hurt my hand, so I am like a “orang Kurang Upaya”, seniors prohibited me from doing anything. So, I have just stand there and help to stepped on the wayer that they wanted to cut. Haiz…that is the only way I can done my part. Then, Ah xiong who knew that we are going to wake up at 5am to practice dance forced us to sleep. So, I have back to room at around 1am and slept. I woke up at 5.15am. I was late. However, we have expected, so everyone was late except for Mei Wan, ShuLIng, Li Ping and Chin Ling. Haha..however, we have practiced our dance and passed the stage to the “che ling” members. So, we went to sleep again. I slept until 11sth in the morning and started to do my assignment. Went to have our make up session at around 2pm. Then change our clothes and do our hair. So, around 4pm, we had set up everything, for the fan dancer only. The sky started to turn black in colour. We were so worry. We really hope that we could have our performance in Balai Za’Ba, thought we have plan B, that is when raining, we will do it at Dewan Nukleus. However, do it in Balai zaBa still our wishes. I prayed harder and harder and even asked help from my Buddhist friends. After rain for a while, it stopped. We were glad and smiles started to have on our faces. Everything set up, we started the programme. Our director, Mr.Kao Wei Xiang had his speech. Oh My God..his speech was full of laughter. Haha…I really “pui Fok” him. Though he is a banana, he is brave enough to speak in Chinese. I seclude you! Then we have our band performance, everything seems to go on well. However, suddenly, 1 drop of rain drop on my face, then the second and third and finally, it was raining cats and dogs. We have to bring the whole things to Dewan Nukleus. So, finally, we did it in Dewan nucleus. I had my dance on there. Both, the fan dance and the fire dance. Everything seems to go smooth there and we had our 24 season drums performance at blue court and multimedia presentation in the car park. Haha..Seniors said this is a very special cultural night where we have our performance in 4 different places. However, 1 very sad things happened, my best friend, Shin Yen was fell down during the performance and hurt her leg. I sent her to the hospital with Amy(who hurt her leg during practice too) before the whole show ended. She was very hurt and could not walk at all. Once we reached hospital, everyone looked at us. WHY??? We were so special. We haven’t clear our make-up and our hair as well. After registration, we went to wait in the consultation hall. This is my second time came to hospital in this week. OH MY GOD..wat a not unlucky week. I hate this week actually. We waited for a long time. Finally, it’s our turn. Shin Yen’s leg was quite seriously injured. Her bone was broken. So, she had to put on cement. She was so worry. She cried. However, she was very tough. Really tough. I seclude to her too. We had everything done in hospital at around 5am and lucky RongJie, Ah Yap, Eric and Kian seng came to fetch us. Thanks seniors. Then, reached college, accompanied Shin Yen wait for her father at IS. After sent her to her father’s car, I finally could take my bath and settle my thing. Finally, I slept at 8am. This is the earliest time I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we had our test and assignments. For the whole week, I didn’t have enough sleep. I rushed my assignments until 4am. I was angry that those china students plagiarized and we have to re write our short story again on the spot. What the…I hate this. This is not the first time they plagiarized. Please lar..we were on the same boat but we put on our 100% efforts into the short story and need to do again. How angry I am? Huh!!! I almost kill people. Then, we have our test on Wednesday and shin yen has to come back due to that. However, it’s ok that there is a lot of people who help to take care of her. This is the first time I go to class by van. Haha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very tired and very very very exhausted this week. However, I am glad that shin yen’s leg recovered…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-4297224805081906522?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/4297224805081906522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=4297224805081906522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/4297224805081906522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/4297224805081906522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/03/suei-week.html' title='Suei week'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-7826049602079081261</id><published>2009-02-25T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T19:04:44.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks everyone...</title><content type='html'>Thanks everyone...I'm doing fine now. I can actually do all the stuffs with my only right hand, Just, it needed a longer time in order to do it. The wound on my hand is recovering well with the help of my trusted ELKEN's product. I believe that i can perform the fan dance on this saturday nigth. So, please come and support me oh..haha...i am really fine right now. thanks for the concern from all my friends in 7th college, my coursemates, my seniors and not forget, my family. Oh ya, my daddy jun hong and mummy nana too..haha..thanks...&lt;br /&gt;love you all&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;kaichur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-7826049602079081261?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/7826049602079081261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=7826049602079081261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7826049602079081261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7826049602079081261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/02/thanks-everyone.html' title='Thanks everyone...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-8355908501622717384</id><published>2009-02-24T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T18:16:28.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i had had a bad night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SaSo9m2tjRI/AAAAAAAAAP0/p-PtPmUVuAI/s1600-h/DSC01178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306552037304798482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SaSo9m2tjRI/AAAAAAAAAP0/p-PtPmUVuAI/s200/DSC01178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    my left hand..going to hold this position for 2 days. 100%waterproof somemore. so, i will be doing all my stuff with my right hand only....haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow..i was back from hospital at 3.45am today morning. nothing serious, just i accidentally cut my palm while i cut my fruit 1am just now. it's not that serious at first, but, the palm keep on bleeding non stop. so, my mummy nana decided to ask my best ever senior calvin to fetch me to the university hospital. so, we went to hospital and reached there around 1.30am. that time the bleeding was stop. so, i was thinking no need wait and see doctor, but calvin insists that i should have see the doctor. further more, we already reached there. so, i went in in did the registeration. after 15 minutes, the nurse called me to go into the consultation room. i was thinking, great, so fast. but, out of my expectation, she just checked my blood pressure and ask me to wait again. so, we waited again...i felt so sorry to calvin and nana, both of them are going to sit for a test today morning. I felt so sorry. I wasted their time. but they keep on telling me, it's ok, not a big matter. I am glad that i have you all as my seniors, who care and help me a lot. thanks. really thanks...sincerly from my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;around 2.55am, my name finally called by the nurse. i went in to see a malay doctor. he is cute. definately cute. he cracked a lot of jokes with me. haha..he said, it's quite serious where i had to sticth.oh my god!!!then i asked the doctor can i choose not to stich. he said ok.but have to glue it and it will recover not as soon as stitch. i said, ok then...so, i went to put on glue on my hand. gosh..it was pain and cold inside. and i felt scare when i pass by the wad. i hate to go into hospital. i scare...my first time went into hospital was when i was standard 1 where i got the appendix infectious. i have to stay in hospital for about a week to do operation and following up job. so, i had phobia on hospital. besides, i have been to hospital to look after my grandpa when he was seriously ill, and also when jidkun's grandma in the hospital. Both of them passed away already. i hate to go to hospital...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, when everything is done, we back to college. around 3.45am we reached college. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here i would like to thank to calvin and nana for accompanying me even though there is an exam in the morning. thanks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-8355908501622717384?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/8355908501622717384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=8355908501622717384' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8355908501622717384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8355908501622717384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-had-had-bad-night.html' title='i had had a bad night...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SaSo9m2tjRI/AAAAAAAAAP0/p-PtPmUVuAI/s72-c/DSC01178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-4584031359967938100</id><published>2009-02-23T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:35:29.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A super busy week...</title><content type='html'>I am in a class right now. Mr. Bill Templer's class. Haha.. I wasn't paying attention since the first step I stepped in this class. Sleeping bugs flying all over the class. I couldn't stand anymore and was taking a nap just now. Haha..now I on line and post my blog. Sorry , Mr. Templer..i didn't mean it. but, I was too tired and too sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;This week will be a very busy week for me as the MKC is on this saturday night. I am performing 2 dances. But until now, the first dance not well prepared yet. The second dance I don't even start to touch it yet...SO, i was a bit worry right now. I scare that I couldn't make the perfect performance that night. I see all my friends worked so hard to make the event a success..but i seems like very free. Kinda of weird feeling ...I hope to help also..but i have a lot of assignments to send up next week. Test and so on coming...i was so sick with the late sleeping time. everynigth i sleep after 1am..very early..sigh..i have darker and darker eyes now..like a panda...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-4584031359967938100?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/4584031359967938100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=4584031359967938100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/4584031359967938100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/4584031359967938100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/02/super-busy-week.html' title='A super busy week...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-8410270648973237407</id><published>2009-02-20T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T06:32:54.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yes..i bought my MAZ dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SZ6-nGN2abI/AAAAAAAAAPk/yzRM5fp8D80/s1600-h/DSC01148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304886989981903282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SZ6-nGN2abI/AAAAAAAAAPk/yzRM5fp8D80/s200/DSC01148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      This dress cost RM199.90.i couldnt afford to buy,so,take a picture while testing..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wuahaha..i finally bought my MAZ dress. Nice. I love it..but i love the one from NICHII more..haiz..but it cost RM199.90..hmm..now i bought one just RM 97.30. It's double the price..it's worthy i did so?hopefully. Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;walked for whole day, at first we have a dance practise at nigth. But it was cancel due to rain.haha...so nice..i can do my homework and assignment now..hehe...wana see my MAZ dress..hmm..sabar lar..u will knw when the day come..wakakaka..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-8410270648973237407?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/8410270648973237407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=8410270648973237407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8410270648973237407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8410270648973237407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-yesi-bought-my-maz-dress.html' title='Oh yes..i bought my MAZ dress'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SZ6-nGN2abI/AAAAAAAAAPk/yzRM5fp8D80/s72-c/DSC01148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-7789113774799917666</id><published>2009-02-18T07:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T07:36:15.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired...tired...tired...a good sign?may be..</title><content type='html'>This was the very tired week for me. I have my dance practise for almost every night. Sometime, we will practise until 12am. Sometime even "earlier". Anyway, I had used to it and I had expected for it too. So, i accepted it happily. I had my choir practise too. That was the worse part. Choir supposingly a very enjoyable project and that is why at first I chose to join choir eventhough there were some seniors stopped me from doing that. Now, seems like, choir is not that enjoyable, is not that merry that I have thought before. I felt the stress,may be it is because the competition is around the corner. I felt the stress from the seniors. Sometimes, i would like to stop choir. Really..Because of choir, I have to sacrifice my Buddhist Class, Buddhist gathering and so on. I feel so sorry to my seniors in PBUM. THey hope i can join more activities organized by PBUM. But, i seems like disappointed them often. I am so sorry about it. HOwever, i would not stop right now. I will pay my responsible until the last moment, that is the compeption.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to buy the clothes for MAZ this friday. I hope i can get something suit me. HOpe i wont gained weight after this...Keep fit..jia you jia you..hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-7789113774799917666?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/7789113774799917666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=7789113774799917666' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7789113774799917666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7789113774799917666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/02/tiredtiredtireda-good-signmay-be.html' title='tired...tired...tired...a good sign?may be..'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-2098346958851097678</id><published>2009-02-13T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T08:40:37.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a long long post...</title><content type='html'>wow..it has been a long time i never update my blog. Hmm...here i come to tell you all about me...&lt;br /&gt;well, last saturday, 7th february is the best day for me. I went to dong chan shi in jenjarom. I went there with PBUM but back with Ah xiong. haha..This is the second time i went to dong chan shi, such a familiar place for me. I love the feeling of being near to the buddha. however, some of the people might think that buddhism is a religion that will try to make as much money when there is an oppotunity such as dong chan shi will sell many things to attrat tourist and buddhist to buy and donate money. Anyhow, i dont think that is a business. That is dana. If you willing to pay, you pay for it. Honestly, i have spent around RM 200 in dong chan shi that day. I didn't feel sorry or sad, but happy,from the inner heart. i took a lot of picture that day. I enjoyed photo shooting. haha..especially with the nice view there. Oh ya..forgot to mention. I met Beesim there. OH MY GOD!! this world is really small. I met her when i walked alone. What a surprise. haha..then i met with my previous principal in san min, mr. lim guan teck. i have a long time never meet with Mr.Lim already. Since he retired when i was form 5 until now. I was so happy to meet with him and glad that he remember me. haha...I trusted that there is the law of attraction in life. while i was walking, i was thinking that i hope i can meet with someone i know from my hometown and yes, bee sim appeared in front of me. Oh my God..haha...later on, shin yen and ah xiong they all reached around 7pm. we had a great photo shooting section there. nice photo.but due to the line here a little bit not stable, so, i cant upload the photo to show you all. please visit my facebook if you wish to have a look.haha..&lt;br /&gt;8 of february, another meaningful day for me. The fan dance dancer and 24drums of 7th MKC were invited to perform in a function where the PGRM had it in Pulau Carey in order to celebrate Chinese New Year with orang asli there and in the same time do some cultural exchange programme. I woke up at 4am in the morning. i just slept at 1.30am. just 3 and a half hour of sleeping time for me. after woke up, we went to IS to have our make up put onto our face. This is the first time i make up like this. kinda weird. haha...i was surprise that my daddy junhong follow us to the pulau carey. haha..thanks daddy. then we reached pulau carey at around 10am. Have a welcome dance by the puak mahmeri orang asli, i love the dance. though it is kinda of scary, i love it too. then is our turn to perform, we did a great job. the same goes to the drums team. We won the cheers from the VIP and also the flash from the camera. haha..All VIP came to snap photo with us and 8tv crew record it too..But, in the same time, the performance of "che ling" is going on. pity the team as there isn't much people left to watch them as most of the audience had threw their attraction toward us. Sorry. hehe...then we have our lunch there, thanks daddy for taking water for me when i was desperate for it. haha.however i didnt eat at all as i didnt feel well. Have a long sleep during the journey back college. Finally, we had performed our dance and won a good evaluation. It's really worth for practising a day during last friday. haha&lt;br /&gt;9th february. It was a public holiday. But i have to go for a gathering for Miao xi of PBUM. I was glad to join in the sharing of the Uniten students with us. they are really good in dhamma. I think i should learn more from them. the gathering in the afternoon was a good one too. it's interesting. haha...&lt;br /&gt;12th of february. My first time giving talk in NS with zhi ming,my partner. QUite a good one. but there is still some space for improvement. though i felt sad as i couldnt attend the MIB and see my mummy nana sing, but i was glad that she felt happy and hope to join MIB next year. Mummy nana, i promise i will join with you! k?haha...received some chocolates dedication from friends and big hand. quite happy. there is a rose, don't know who give, but i guess is my daddy junhong. he said not him. so..still searching for the sender.haha...&lt;br /&gt;today, i went to buy a printer with zhongweng at SS14, digital mall. RM165 i bought a printer with 3 functions, print,photocopy and scan. Quite cheap. cheaper than lowyat. hehe...then we have our job for nvc dedication in the afternoon. nice working with all nvc seniors. a happy experience. have a long chat with zhi ming and nana. i found someone that love buddhist hymms. oh yes.. i love buddhist hymms too..ahha..&lt;br /&gt;tmr, valentine's day, haha..not a big day for me, i am still single and alone. so i will stay in my room to finish my homework and assignments. haha...&lt;br /&gt;tat's all from me..&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;kaichur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-2098346958851097678?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/2098346958851097678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=2098346958851097678' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2098346958851097678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2098346958851097678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/02/long-long-post.html' title='a long long post...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-6262148468261021519</id><published>2009-02-05T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T10:19:50.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CC reunion Dinner 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SYx8xWa-joI/AAAAAAAAAPc/qIU5_ev-YqA/s1600-h/DSC01034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299748048782397058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SYx8xWa-joI/AAAAAAAAAPc/qIU5_ev-YqA/s200/DSC01034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My jie jie,Ming Hui and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SYx8xNUVBNI/AAAAAAAAAPU/OzVWNZ9_7VM/s1600-h/DSC01031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299748046338589906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SYx8xNUVBNI/AAAAAAAAAPU/OzVWNZ9_7VM/s200/DSC01031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with Daddy Junhong and Mummy Nana..Happy Family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SYx8xPXnEwI/AAAAAAAAAPM/xUZ54WwXZXg/s1600-h/DSC02423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299748046889227010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SYx8xPXnEwI/AAAAAAAAAPM/xUZ54WwXZXg/s200/DSC02423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with Mummy Nana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 February 2009, a big day for 7th college CC member. What? not a big day? nono..you are wrong..it's a big day for all of us. We have our reunion dinner tonight. Wow..what a big family. We went to the Restaurant New Paris in SS2 to have our dinner. We went there by bus. 2 buses and some cars(seniors drove). We reached there around 8.40pm and we have our photo shooting session. haha..i have my family photo with daddy and mummy. will show you all later. Then we have our dinner with nice food there. Hehe..ya..everything is nice, except the fish..abit..ahem...geli..hehe..Oh ya..the restaurant is kind of big one. It is a 4 storeys shop. When we reached there are a lot of people having their dinner there. We went to the 2nd floor to. While walking, i met with my friends from 12th college. What a surprise is there are many UM students there. From 1st college, 12 college, PKV and also us, the 7th college. Haha..very nice and memorable night for me. I love this night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Special thanks to Daddy Junhong and Mummy Nana..It's happy to have dinner with both of you. love you both oh...hehe..HAPPY FAMILY&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/8423418814673431961-6262148468261021519?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/6262148468261021519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=6262148468261021519' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/6262148468261021519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/6262148468261021519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/02/cc-reunion-dinner-2009.html' title='CC reunion Dinner 2009'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SYx8xWa-joI/AAAAAAAAAPc/qIU5_ev-YqA/s72-c/DSC01034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-4487314073641623619</id><published>2009-02-04T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:18:48.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>别再为他流泪</title><content type='html'>i just found this song, 别再为他流泪 by Fish Leong in the internet. I love this song very much. This song i found it from the internet. It signifies the mood and the situation that I am facing right now. Don't cry because of him anymore. I have told myself not to cry anymore and yes, i did it. However, there is still a sense of missing him. I try to get rid of it and I have try my best to do everything i can do now to forget about him. I have promised myself. Not to cry anymore. KaiChur, you can do it. and you have done it..keep it up!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-4487314073641623619?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/4487314073641623619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=4487314073641623619' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/4487314073641623619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/4487314073641623619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='别再为他流泪'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-8607631015035321956</id><published>2009-02-02T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T19:31:12.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the feeling of being cheated...</title><content type='html'>obviously, the feeling of being cheated is not a good one. it's a bad one indeed. I hate to be cheated. But i used to be cheated. May be this is what the bad karma of what i have done previously. I have been cheating many of my friends, my teachers and even my parent. well, this is the time to repay all of this debt.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to be cheated, especially from the one i trust the most and i love. But, you have did it. My heart broke into pieces once EK told me that you have gf. GOSH!! who is the one who said there is no burden now, can go overseas to try out his luck? GOSH!!! DAMN!!! what the bullshit things you are telling me????I treat you as good as I can, I try to help you in anyway i can,I try to take care of you anyway as i can. But you? never realise. not even have a look on what i have done. Do you know why do i did all this things? Is it because of i am too free, i have nothing better to do? GOSH!!! I have been trusted you since the day i know you. I trust whatever you told me, I will take it serious whatever you told me. Really.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i have told myself to forget about you 100%. we just normal friend. nothing much. Be it you go overseas or stay locally, i won't border. I will live my own life and be my ownself. I will be a happy one. I will....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-8607631015035321956?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/8607631015035321956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=8607631015035321956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8607631015035321956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8607631015035321956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/02/feeling-of-being-cheated.html' title='the feeling of being cheated...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-3652465759741079668</id><published>2009-01-29T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:20:57.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's CNY. a nice CNY..but lazy CNY..</title><content type='html'>Wow..so fast,it's the forth day of CNY. I have been in Teluk Intan for a week already. So fast. I am going back soon. I don't really want to go back. Who wants to go back actually..haiz..&lt;br /&gt;Past few days was busying with all my relatives and gathering with friends. I have a great time being with my little cousin sister, xiao yao. She is so cute. She loves to play with us. I love her so much. Next, i have a great time hanging out with my friends and meet with my teachers. It's nice to have a gathering sometime to have a great reunion here.&lt;br /&gt;Ahem..this new year, not a good one for me, i have flu and sore throat. A little bit fever too. So pity.Anyway, i hope i can recover before i go back to university. Hmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-3652465759741079668?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/3652465759741079668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=3652465759741079668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/3652465759741079668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/3652465759741079668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-cny-nice-cnybut-lazy-cny.html' title='It&apos;s CNY. a nice CNY..but lazy CNY..'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-2121003920909305177</id><published>2009-01-23T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T08:34:34.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am home..Home Sweet Home...</title><content type='html'>Oh yes..I am home.It's a great feeling of being home. I love it. Though I have to do many housechores and bake cookies during this holiday before CNY, I am happy with it. Haha.. I love CNY. However, this year, there is something different for my CNY. My 3rd aunt is not coming back to celebrate CNY with us. She is now accompanying her bf. Hmm..what a sad news for me. Guess the CNY atmosphere will not be as great as previous year. However, I will do my best to make it the best for myself and my family too. Well, I am very happy when i knew that my little cousin is coming back on the 1st day of CNY and my Kaijie and her son too. Wow..it must be fun to see those children running here and there and try to talk in their own language. Haha.. I love to see children. I love them.&lt;br /&gt;I met Harn Yan this afternoon. Wow..Hivan had become so big already. He is still so cute and charming. Haha..He laughed when I hug him. It's nice...Being with a baby is the best thing of all. WHY? nothing much, i just like baby. Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-2121003920909305177?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/2121003920909305177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=2121003920909305177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2121003920909305177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2121003920909305177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-homehome-sweet-home.html' title='I am home..Home Sweet Home...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-6839209243738089580</id><published>2009-01-21T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T17:42:25.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going back Home...CNY hehe..</title><content type='html'>2 more hours I will leave my lovely room in college and go back to my home sweet home. I will appreciate very much this time as I will not have any sem break after CNY. I have a very pack semester this year where I can't go back to home every weekend like what I did last semester. Anyway, this is another good experience for me too. So, I am no longer PBSM..haha...Here i wish all my friends here HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;KaiChur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-6839209243738089580?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/6839209243738089580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=6839209243738089580' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/6839209243738089580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/6839209243738089580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/01/going-back-homecny-hehe.html' title='Going back Home...CNY hehe..'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-458110859740004328</id><published>2009-01-19T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T16:55:30.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey dude, CNY is coming soon...</title><content type='html'>It's 20th January 2009. Wow! 6more days, that will be the Chinese New Year. I don't really have the mood of Chinese New Year. Yes, I have. But not as strong as when i was in my hometown. It's really a big different when family members not around you. I couldn't feel that the Chinese New Year is just around the corner. Well, many of my Sabah and Sarawak friends already fly back to their hometown to prepare for Chinese New Year. I hope I could fly back to my hometown as well. Haha..Unfortunately, my hometown is Teluk Intan,there has no any airport. haha...&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year is coming. But, this year I didn't help much in my family. I didn't help much in baking cookies, cleaning the house and so on. I am so sorry about that. I wasn't in home. So, all work loads lie on my siblings and my mother. I hope you all don't mind. Though you all used to phone me and tell me what kind of cookies you all bake on the day, I felt like I hope to be home and help. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year is coming and it symbolises that the day that I don't hope to come is coming soon too. I don't know how to give him something that i have brought. I don't know how only I can take a photo with him as memory. I don't know how to tell him I hope he will be fine and don't forget me. I reallly don't know. I have make those things a messy one. I shouldn't let him know that i like him and don't want him to go. I shouldn't. I should left it inside my heart forever and ever. Now the situation seems like very strange. I don't know how to describe, just not natural. Hope it will be fine after all.&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am to wish all my friends Happy Chinese New Year. May All of you have a wonderful year ahead in this Ox year. Then may you all get a lot of Ang Pao and don't forget share some of your ang pao with me. Haha..HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR, dude!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-458110859740004328?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/458110859740004328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=458110859740004328' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/458110859740004328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/458110859740004328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-dude-cny-is-coming-soon.html' title='Hey dude, CNY is coming soon...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-712705748476130069</id><published>2009-01-18T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T08:33:28.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MKC rehersal 1</title><content type='html'>tonight is the first rehersal for our Malam Kebudayaan Cina (MKC in short). Well, it was a quite simple and short one as most of the performances were not ready yet. So, we just ran through the programme. I was glad that my dance get a quite well feedback from seniors. However, there is still a lot of things that we need to improve. I hope that MKC will be a success one. I hope that we can make the night a memorable one as what those seniors said. and i am sure that we can make it. 1st year CC juniors, we can make it..JIA YOU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;kaichur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-712705748476130069?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/712705748476130069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=712705748476130069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/712705748476130069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/712705748476130069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/01/mkc-rehersal-1.html' title='MKC rehersal 1'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-6507141780352895924</id><published>2009-01-16T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:58:19.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Donation Drive...</title><content type='html'>I just came back from Sentosa in Petaling Jaya area. I went there not for fun. Not for buying stuff and not for shopping. I went there to have a donation drive for a project in my college. THis is the first time I joined in the donation drive here. In fact, this is the real first time where I have to walk under the hot sun and apporoached a lot of people for donation. This is really my first time. There were 4 people all together today which go to the Sentosa. THat is Me, Zhong Weng, Min Chian and Mabel. Four of us depart from college in the morning and reached the respectively place on 8.am..We worked in two pairs. That was Min Chian and Mabel one pair then zhong Weng and me one pair. At first we aimed to go to the pasar pagi and stop the porple there to listen to our dsecription about the project. Zhong Weng and I went to the coffee shop by hoping that the uncles and aunties there would give us some donation. However, the response seems like abit cold. So, we changed our target to the car park nearby. Oh YEs.. it's reallyworked. Most people who finished their "pasar-ing' will stop at their own car and listened to us. Well, they are some very generous, but there is also some who don't even want to listen to us. THere is one lady who gave us RM50. then she went to the car park for 2-3times and she saw us. She felt so pity on us and she bought 2packets of Soya and gave us a treat. I was so surprise and felt so warm. Really, under the hot sun, someone trying to show their concern to us, it's very nice. There was also two aunties who pity us cause we don't have a cap with us, they gave us 2 caps. OH MY GOD&gt;.really thanks to both aunties. I appreciated the caps so much. thanks. Anyway,. there is also some people who don't even wanted to listen to us. They will said that they are in a hurry, they donated before, they not free...bla bla bla..haha..anyway, thanks them also. I learnt a lot of things from today donation drive. Finally, four of us managed to raise about RM613. Wow..so happy.haha..thanks to those who donated to me and thanks to my partner, zhong weng. hope that we manage to get the great amount of money to succeed this project. CC jia you!!!&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;KaiChur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-6507141780352895924?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/6507141780352895924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=6507141780352895924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/6507141780352895924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/6507141780352895924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/01/donation-drive.html' title='Donation Drive...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-7057730992811636231</id><published>2009-01-15T08:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T10:12:06.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7th CC "Dong Zhi" celebration.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"Dong zhi" was fall on 22December 2008. However, my college, 7th college Chinese Community(CC) plan to celebrate it today. We have a great CC Dong Zhi tonight. Around 6pm, we went to help in the Dewan Makan to do the Tang Yuan. I am an expert in doing Tang Yuan. Haha..I enjoyed very much during the making of tang yuan. It's really like a big family doing the tang yuan together. Then, we ate our tang yuan and have some games together. I was very glad that i stay in 7th college. My friends from other college and other university used to jealous on me as i told them i have a lot of seniors who care and help me a lot and the relation among juniors also very good. They said in their college, they don't even know who is the seniors and who is the junior.so, i am glad that im here. haha...&lt;br /&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/8423418814673431961-7057730992811636231?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/7057730992811636231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=7057730992811636231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7057730992811636231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7057730992811636231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/01/7th-cc-dong-zhi-celebration.html' title='7th CC &quot;Dong Zhi&quot; celebration.'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-8511694065619448722</id><published>2009-01-14T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T09:54:05.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired..Pain..Both Physically and Mentally...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's already 1.38a.m now, I just came back from taking my bath after the dance practise of MKC just now. I am very tired and my body, especially my leg, is very very pain. Yet, I still feel like want to write down my feelings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a very hectic life for me since last week. I have to practice the dance for MKC and also Qoir practise. Besides, I have to cope with my study as well. This Sem is not an easy going as the 1st Sem I had. There are a lot of things to cover and to study. I have inches of books to read and novels as well. I have a lot of homeworks and less time for rest too. My timetable is very pack. So, everyday, I am living in a very very hectic lifestyle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, today, we had our MKC meeting for 1st year juniors. I was glad that we have did something well together. We danced together. But, I still feel that we lack of coorperation and also communication. I don't really recognize all the juniors which are same batch with me. I bet that I can regconize the seniors better than juniors. As what my daddy, Junhong said, we were super not active. Well,i don't know who to blame for this, but I guess I have the responsible as well.&lt;br /&gt;Then we have the meeting for MAZ (Malam Anugerah Za'Ba). It is a big event for those who live in 7th residential college. It's a huge event where all of the Za'Bahan will dress themselves pretty-ly and handsome-ly and have a dinner in the 5 stars hotel. I am longing for it. We, TESL-ian had said that we will sit in a table of 10 together. Yeah! that's great. We will have a nice night that day. I hope so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the hectic life now make me feel so tired, both mentally and physically. I felt happy with it. I didn't think so much of other things. I just concentrated on my works. However, sometimes, when it comes to night time where I am awake and doing my things, i will still think of him. I don't know why he is not replying any of my message anymore. Is it he is too busy with his new cafe or his things to go to London? Or he really doesn't want to talk to me or contact with me anymore? I always hope that i could have at least one dinner with him before he go to London. I hope i could take some photos with him. But, seems like this will be a mission impossible for me. I just can with him, best of luck in the future and hope that he won't forget me. That's all i can wish. Right? Sometimes, I will think that I am very stupid. He don't like me, why am I thinking so much and hope to do something for him? I was thinking of what present to buy for him before he depart this few days. A scarf?A watch? A jacket? What should I buy for him? I don't really know and I am still wondering. Am I very stupid?I guess you will say that I am very stupid and he will say so too.&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/8423418814673431961-8511694065619448722?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/8511694065619448722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=8511694065619448722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8511694065619448722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8511694065619448722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/01/tiredpainboth-physically-and-mentally.html' title='Tired..Pain..Both Physically and Mentally...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-6295208542981381679</id><published>2009-01-12T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T02:19:28.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life..Being sad and happy..yet, life going on..</title><content type='html'>Life is going on...&lt;br /&gt;No one could stop it from going on and on...&lt;br /&gt;Being a Human&lt;br /&gt;Is not as simple as ABC&lt;br /&gt;It is neither hard as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is going on...&lt;br /&gt;It is full of obstacles...&lt;br /&gt;It is full of happiness...&lt;br /&gt;It is full of Sorrow...&lt;br /&gt;It is full of joyess...&lt;br /&gt;It just depends on you..&lt;br /&gt;How you lead your life to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is going on..&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of things to do and to fulfill&lt;br /&gt;Study,learning,examination,&lt;br /&gt;Making new friends,have a love relation,&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping,eating,playing, on-lining,&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of things to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is going on...&lt;br /&gt;I won't stop in the begining,&lt;br /&gt;Neither the middle nor the end&lt;br /&gt;I will proceed to my dream&lt;br /&gt;Being a great teacher&lt;br /&gt;A good daughter to my mother&lt;br /&gt;A good sister to my siblings&lt;br /&gt;A good peer to my friends&lt;br /&gt;And be a good wife to my husband&lt;br /&gt;And a good mother to my children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure I will be the way I am..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-6295208542981381679?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/6295208542981381679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=6295208542981381679' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/6295208542981381679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/6295208542981381679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/01/lifebeing-sad-and-happyyet-life-going.html' title='Life..Being sad and happy..yet, life going on..'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-7851918161943394057</id><published>2009-01-11T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T09:04:34.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard(Heart) feelings...</title><content type='html'>“How do I live without you…” this is the song that plays in my heart now. How do I live without you? Well, that might be too serious to claim so. We weren’t couple, neither relative. We just friends. Ordinary friend. Nothing much, that’s all. Anyway, you play a very important part in my heart. As I told you, you have been glued by using the strongest glue in the world, the elephant glue. You asked me, I haven’t forgotten you yet? Yes, I have not. How could I forget you? I don’t even dream to have you apart from me and go to London. A country that far away from me. I don’t know where I got the courage and bravery to tell you that I don’t want you to go to London and I like you. I don’t know where the courage comes from. But, I know that if I don’t tell you now, I will be regret. And yes, I told you, but your answer is you will go to London as planned and you don’t want to start a new relation even though you didn’t state that you like me, you didn’t say no neither. I was glad that at least you tell me that you are leaving and not leave without give me any words. Thanks. I know I can’t change the truth that you are going to London; I hope at least I could have a nice dinner with you and snap some photo with you before you depart to London. Can I? Then I will try my very best to forget you. I will forget that I like you; I will forget that I like you so that I will accept another guy into my heart. Anyway, I won’t forget you. You are always the best ever I have. You are the only one that I trust most. Thanks for being my friend. You are my kalyana mitra. My beautiful friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-7851918161943394057?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/7851918161943394057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=7851918161943394057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7851918161943394057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7851918161943394057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/01/hardheart-feelings.html' title='Hard(Heart) feelings...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-4186964630450372831</id><published>2009-01-09T09:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T09:34:42.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't hope that day to come.</title><content type='html'>It should be a happy and great day for me, but it turned to a sad and dull day for me. I received the news that you are going to work at London soon. I didn't hope that was a real news. I prayed very hard that it wasn't real. However,Buddha didn't listen to me,I guessed.You told me today, you are really going to London on 3rd February. I was so sad when I heard that. I don't hope to be apart with you. We are not so close since you study abroad. I hope to go back to the old time where we were so close, where we will share whatever in our hearts, any problems, any nice things, any happy events, any sad events...we will share all. Now, we didn't do so. I felt like we have a gap between us. In fact, it is a big gap.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want you to leave Malaysia but I dare not open my mouth and tell you that. London is too far. Though i know you will have a better job and better life over there, I don't want you to go there. I am very selfish. Ain't I?Can you don't leave Malaysia?your family is here. Your mother needs you. You are the son that care her the most. Who will be listened to her if you go to London? Who will help your father in the shop when you go to London? Don't you feel heart pain to leave them? I can't imagine when the time you wana leave here and go to London what will I do. I will cry, definately, in fact, i am crying now.&lt;br /&gt;If you do read my blog and know that i am talking bout you, please, dont go..i dare not tell you face to face, because i too care you....&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;kaichur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-4186964630450372831?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/4186964630450372831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=4186964630450372831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/4186964630450372831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/4186964630450372831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-hope-that-day-to-come.html' title='I don&apos;t hope that day to come.'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-5422450918096374330</id><published>2009-01-07T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T08:53:09.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New classmates..</title><content type='html'>Well, i have my n ew classmates or shall I say, my new coursemates in UM. They are 20something of them who are from China, America, Turkey and Brunei. I was shocked when I entered my Grammar class last Wednesday. There were a big group of them that I don't know. At first, I thought them were the seniors that retake this course. However, after a short briefing bout the course from Prof. G, then only I knew that they are my new coursemates who are just registered in this semester. OH MY GOD!!!! I was once proud to be a TESL student as there is only 24 of us in a class. It is a small amount of course and indeed, it is a very small group compare to other courses which has more than 100 of students. I was glad that there are only few of us. We enjoyed the time being together and we know each other very well. While we attended classes, we just need to "park our butt" on time in the classroom like what Dr. Sabeshen used to say. Anyway, now, I have to wake up half an hour earlier than usual just to get there earlier to have a nice place to sit. Nothing much, just I want to sit in front. Why do I so motivated to sit in front of the class? Am I wanted those lecturers to recognize me? NOPE...it's not the reason why I so wanted to sit in front. It's because my new classmates were too noisy. They will talk and talk and talk non-stop during the class. Well, it's ok if you want to talk in the calss,but please do it gently and mind your voices. They didn't care at all. They talk like nobody business. They will talk in mandarin in their own slang which we don't really understand very loud. I don't like to have a noisy class. I am so pissed off with the sound pollution lately. i dont like to have noisy environment while i am concentrating 100% on the lecturer. I dont like that kind of environment. but sometimes, those new classmates really irritated me a lot. i am not trying to discriminate them. But, if they behave themselves nicely, i will not be so frustrated and irritated. I am so sorry if i did anything wrong during the class. I didn't mean it. I just hope to have a peaceful classroom. Can I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-5422450918096374330?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/5422450918096374330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=5422450918096374330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/5422450918096374330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/5422450918096374330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-classmates.html' title='New classmates..'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-2445277573051042016</id><published>2009-01-03T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T10:15:03.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dear friends, please leave me some comments on my short story.</title><content type='html'>My dear friends, below is a short story that i have written recently. I have to use this as my assignment. Pleas leave me some comment to improve myself. Thanks a lot. love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L.O.V.E.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;       “Kevin senior, can I have your signature please?” asked Cynthia.&lt;br /&gt;       “Yes, sure. Can I have yours as well?” said Kevin as he passed his camp booklet to Cynthia.&lt;br /&gt;       “Do give me your phone number and address as well so that I can contact you after the camp. Thanks.” Kevin added with a warm smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;       It was the 10th Leadership Camp where both of them met each other and there is where the story begun.&lt;br /&gt;       Kevin, a Form 4 student, he is the youngest son of a baker who owned a bakery. Cynthia, a Form 2 girl，come from a single-parent family where her father passed away. After the camp, Kevin keeps in touch with Cynthia. Then only he knew that, their house is just a distance of a row of houses. One day, he found a very lame excuse to go to her house. He said he wanted to pass the photo CD of the camp to her but brought the wrong one. They had a long conversation that day. Instead, it was a nice conversation. Kevin attracted to Cynthia. He started to take his action to court her.&lt;br /&gt;       After that day, he went to her house more often. Almost every Friday he will pay a visit to her house. He cracked some jokes with her, told her his daily life and sometimes they even talked about future. They used to have nice and long chatting time every Friday night. Sometimes, Kevin wouldn’t want to go home as he was too excited chatting with Cynthia.&lt;br /&gt;       One evening, Kevin phoned Cynthia.&lt;br /&gt;       “Cynthia, do you have any guy that you admired?”&lt;br /&gt;       “Yes, there is one.” Cynthia answered and she is imagining the face of the guy she admired in her brain at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;       “Oh, who is the lucky guy?” Kevin asked curiously and hopes that the answer will be him.&lt;br /&gt;       “He is my senior.”&lt;br /&gt;       It was like a big stone hitting on Kevin’s heart. His heart broke. He could hear the sound of his heart breaking into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;       “You? Do you have any girl that you admired?”&lt;br /&gt;       “Yes, there is one girl that I admired and love her very much.”&lt;br /&gt;       “ Who is the lucky girl then?”&lt;br /&gt;       “ You try to have a guess. Who do you think will be the girl I admired? She joined the camp too.”&lt;br /&gt;       “ Is it Karen? Or Janice?”&lt;br /&gt;       “Why do you think is both of them?”&lt;br /&gt;       “They are so pretty. Guess you will admire them.”&lt;br /&gt;       “No, you are wrong. I didn’t admire them at all. The girl I admired just a step away from me.”&lt;br /&gt;       “She is with you now? Wow! Who is she? Do I know her? Why don’t you introduce her to me? You are so bad…”&lt;br /&gt;       “She is not with me right now. You of course know her. You know her very well.”&lt;br /&gt;       “What? I know her? I know her very well too? Hmm… Who is she? Is she studying in the same school with me? Is she in the same group with me? Is she in my age too?”&lt;br /&gt;       “Yes, she is in the same school with you, same age with you and also same group with you.”&lt;br /&gt;       “Hmm… Let me think. Who else in my group…hey, I am the only girl who is Form 2 and I am the only one from San Min. No other people. Are you sure she is same group with me?”&lt;br /&gt;       “Yes, sure. In fact, that person is you.”&lt;br /&gt;       “What? Me?”&lt;br /&gt;       “ Yes, you. Is it possible for me to be your boy friend?”&lt;br /&gt;       “Not impossible.”&lt;br /&gt;       “Not impossible? Why do you say so?”&lt;br /&gt;       “I am not sure. I haven’t prepares for it. Sorry.”&lt;br /&gt;       “Well. It is ok. So what are you doing now?”&lt;br /&gt;       “My mother is calling me to help her in some stuff in the kitchen now. Sorry. Have to hang up. See you next time. Bye.”&lt;br /&gt;       “OK. Bye.”&lt;br /&gt;       It was a heart broken phone call for Kevin. While Cynthia, she felt so nervous and scared. She never dreamt to have any people admired her as she thinks that she doesn’t has an adorable figure and she is too fat instead. She was shocked when Kevin told her that he likes her. She treated Kevin as her big brother, that’s all. She couldn’t accept Kevin neither as she had promised her father to concentrate in her studies before she enters university. She won’t break the promise. She told herself.&lt;br /&gt;       Cynthia couldn’t sleep that night, neither Kevin. Picture of Kevin was playing in Cynthia’s mind. She was refreshing every moment being with Kevin. She couldn’t notice any signal of Kevin admiring her. Yes, he helped her a lot. He will do whatever to help her when she needed help. What she needs to do is just ring him up, he will be there in a short while. She doesn’t think that this is the way Kevin showed her his love. She never knew that she is the one for him. She never knew…&lt;br /&gt;       Kevin couldn’t sleep that night too. He was thinking, why he was so brave and confessed to Cynthia. He was thinking: “ If she doesn’t want to talk to me at all, how? Are we still friend?” Thousands of questions were playing in his mind at that very moment. He felt angry to himself as he took action too sudden. He was planning how to talk to Cynthia again. He doesn’t want the situation become worse. He believes that he could touch her heart one day. What he needs to do now is to be with her whenever she needs him. Yes! That is the way.&lt;br /&gt;       He phoned Cynthia the next day as he woke up. No, he didn’t wake up, instead, he didn’t sleep for the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;       “Cynthia, I am so sorry. I shouldn’t say those things to you yesterday. Are we still friends?”&lt;br /&gt;       “It’s ok. I am glad that you tell me the truth. Of course, we are friends. Don’t worry.”&lt;br /&gt;       “Glad to hear that! Would you come for breakfast with me?”&lt;br /&gt;       “Yes, sure. You fetch me. OK? I am quite lazy to walk.”&lt;br /&gt;       “Sure. Wait me. I will be there in 15 minutes time. See you later.”&lt;br /&gt;       Kevin felt so released after all. He quickly washed his face and get on his motorcycle. Deep in his heart, he knew that he is more than willing to fetch Cynthia, even for his whole life. He is willing to do so to her as he love her so much.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;---------------------------------THE END-------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks a lot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;take care&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-2445277573051042016?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/2445277573051042016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=2445277573051042016' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2445277573051042016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2445277573051042016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-dear-friends-please-leave-me-some.html' title='My dear friends, please leave me some comments on my short story.'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-2047068254237686643</id><published>2009-01-01T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T18:24:39.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAMA MIA Musical Show...on 1st January 2009...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SV16Q0U-FhI/AAAAAAAAAOc/K5ubVC_nQoQ/s1600-h/DSC00956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286515966945924626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SV16Q0U-FhI/AAAAAAAAAOc/K5ubVC_nQoQ/s200/DSC00956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             Tun.Dr.Mahathir..still so charming and young looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SV16QlcvICI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Zd4wJBuTVwI/s1600-h/DSC00953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286515962951966754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SV16QlcvICI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Zd4wJBuTVwI/s200/DSC00953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  The backdrop of MAMA MIA before it started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SV16QnkJw6I/AAAAAAAAAOM/ADLbuSkA8H8/s1600-h/DSC00951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286515963519943586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SV16QnkJw6I/AAAAAAAAAOM/ADLbuSkA8H8/s200/DSC00951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         It's me, in front of Istana Budaya. I love this drawing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been waited very long for this show, MAMA MIA. Sze Keong, Shin Yen and I decided to watch this show once it announced in THE STAR newspaper. We planned to buy the ticket on 26 December. Unfortunately, when we wanted to buy, it was sold out. So, we bought the ticket on 1st January 2009, that is today. We started our journey today at around 4.45p.m from Kolej Kediaman Za’Ba. We took a taxi to University Station and took the LRT to Jalan Imbi. We had our dinner in Times Square.&lt;br /&gt;The restaurant that we first went in was sucks. The way they served customers was totally fail. The faces of the waitresses were darker than charcoal. Well, I know that you were tired after working for a whole day. However, I am you customer, you at least have to be more polite and give me a smile. They didn’t do it at all. The worst thing was, we have ordered our dishes once we took our places. We waited for half an hour and there were nothing being served, not even the drinks. We found it quite weird as the people who came in later than us had their food served. I asked one of the waiters to help me checked and see, when he back, he told us that the order was just sent into the kitchen. Oh my goodness! What the hell was he talking to me? I have ordered for such a long time, you told me you were just sending the things to your kitchen? Ok, fine, I accepted it as there were a lot of people, may be they were too busy. So, we continued chit chat. After 15 minutes, there wasn’t anything served yet. Not even the drinks. Again, I called the waitress to check for us why our drinks and food not served yet. Well, she did go to check, but she didn’t give me any reply and just walked pass by my side. Then I called her for the second time, the same thing happened and so for the third time. Sze Keong and I were super angry and we called another waiter and told him to cancel our bill. We have been waited for an hour. Come on, it is enough to prepare a simple meal. Gosh… this is the first time I went into the restaurant and this is the last time also. I still remembered the restaurant name, it is called 欢喜地. Which means joyful places. Anyway, I didn’t see joyful in it. I just saw a lot of dark faces and bad service inside.&lt;br /&gt;After waited for 1 hour without food, we were lack of time. We decided to eat at the Old Town Café nearby. Then we rushed to take the monorail to Chow Kit. After that we walked about 5minutes to take a taxi to Istana Budaya.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, Istana Budaya still the same. It’s just as what I saw last time when I watched the musical show on the title of Princess Wen Cheng with Hui San they all. We entered the Istana Budaya and collected our tickets which cost us RM 163 each. We took the seats near the entrance and it’s the last row of the theatre. Well, it’s an amazing and awesome show I should say. I enjoyed myself very much. Despite the volume of the mic of the main characters weren’t loud enough and sometimes their voices were covered by the background music, everything was great and perfect. Once the show ended, we rushed out as we need to rush to the monorail station before the monorail close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once I stepped out from the lift, there were one people who stopped me from moving forward. I was thinking, who is he and he wanted to stop me for what? After a second, I saw a familiar face, Tun. Dr. Mahathir Mohammad. Our former prime minister. Oh MY GOD!!!.. We followed behind the line and walked after Dr. Mahathir. I was so excited and I hope to shake his hand. However, I didn’t manage to do that as there were a lot of people there. I was happy enough to see him from near. He wasn’t that old which had shown in TV or Newspaper. He is still young and handsome. He is my idol. Among the politicians, I love him the most and I admired him. He is the prime minister that makes me feel proud to be a Malaysian. He carried out his job well and he brought Malaysia towards a better country when he was our prime minister. I was like a little fan when I saw him. Haha.. I managed to take a photo of him while he was waiting for his wife in front of the main entrance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking, it must be a blessing for me when we couldn’t get the ticket on 26 December. If not, I won’t be able to see Dr.Mahathir. It’s also a blessings that I had the seat near the entrance where I could came out faster and meet with Dr. Mahathir. If I came out a minute later, I wouldn’t have the chance to do so. So, it’s the blessings that I have and I treasured it so much. &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/8423418814673431961-2047068254237686643?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/2047068254237686643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=2047068254237686643' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2047068254237686643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2047068254237686643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/01/mama-mia-musical-showon-1st-january.html' title='MAMA MIA Musical Show...on 1st January 2009...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SV16Q0U-FhI/AAAAAAAAAOc/K5ubVC_nQoQ/s72-c/DSC00956.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-8696164749104867650</id><published>2009-01-01T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T18:18:37.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009, Welcome...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SV15FC48oqI/AAAAAAAAAOE/DDw__voFqLI/s1600-h/DSC00950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286514665184862882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SV15FC48oqI/AAAAAAAAAOE/DDw__voFqLI/s200/DSC00950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's 2009..the workers put on the 9 on the board..Welcome 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SV15EzRk_rI/AAAAAAAAAN8/QHpnOzeLzcg/s1600-h/DSC00944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286514660993203890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SV15EzRk_rI/AAAAAAAAAN8/QHpnOzeLzcg/s200/DSC00944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, it's still 2008, the workers were doing hard to get the 8 down. i guess the 8 doesn't want to come down.haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow..2009 is here. First of all, I would like to bit welcome to 2009 and goodbye to 2008. I didn’t have any celebration during the New Year eve this year. It was just a simple celebration with my course-mates and my so called family in my college. I had the chance to see the board of UNIVERSITI MALAYA 2008 which is situated opposite the Dewan Tunku Chanselor changed to UNIVERSITI MALAYA 2009. This is great and awesome!!! Those workers were so effective. I guess this is the most effective action that I have seen in Universiti Malaya. There are 8 people altogether. They are : Jun Hong a.k.a my daddy, Sze Keong a.k.a Balia King, Shin Yen a.k.a my course-mate + half roommate, Meng Hui a.k.a my jie jie, chin may a.k.a my sis’s course-mate, Fei Mian a.k.a my course-mate, Min Cian a.k.a FM roommate and me, kaichur a.k.a pig.haha.. We walked to the place where the board stands straight at around 11.40p.m. When we reached there, there are a lot of people waiting there. Most of them are our neighbours who are from 3rd college. They snapped photo in front of the board. I wished to take photo too, but I have no chance as when we reached, it is almost 12a.m and the super effective workers came to change the board immediately when the clock showed 12am. I was kind of sad as I haven’t taken any photo in front of the board yet. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, flashed back year 2008, what have I done?&lt;br /&gt;Started from January 2008, I have been sent to teach in S.J.K.(C) San Min No.2,which is my own primary school by PPD. I had a memorable and happy moment there within the 3 months teaching life. I have a group of best friends in my working place. I admitted that I was a very fierce teacher where most of the students will scare when my face turned black. However, there are also some students who love me. They said they love the way I teach them more than the teacher that I am replacing. Haha.. I was happy with that. Because it means that I am successful and I am really suitable to be a teacher. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Then, in March 2008, I joined the Buddhist Children Camp in PBHP. I was the discipline master of the camp. Well, I don’t like to punish people, especially children. However, I have been given a name of “the teacher that is very fierce” among the students as I scolded them very fierce when they did some mistake. But, what to do. I am the discipline master, I have to do that. I still remembered that I went to take my STPM result during the camp. I got an unexpected result which I was very satisfied with it.&lt;br /&gt;May 2008, I joined the Chinese Buddhist Youth Camp in PBHP. This time, I am no longer a discipline master, but the game master and in charged of the singing session. I have 3 partners who worked together with me. They were Hong Tian, Ying Bin, and Yan Yan. They were really great partners to me. They helped me a lot during the camp. Thanks to you all. I love you all. Then, I checked my result on which university and which course I am in. I got University of Malaya and the course of TESL. It’s my first choice. HURRAY!!! I have been longed to enter University of Malaya for a long time and I got the education course which I love. Haha… Dreams come true!!!&lt;br /&gt;29 June 2008, the 1st day I left my home sweet home and began my life in University Malaya. I have a quite relax orientation week compared to other colleges. The most memorable events during the orientation were half-stand and we won the champion of the cheers. And I started to get into the feeling of being an University student who is independent. I have to washed my clothes myself, sweep and mop the floor, make sure that my room is clean etc. I was lucky enough to have 2 roommates who are so good and kind and help me in everything. I love both of you, wei yin and sing ee. However, sing ee had moved out since this sem. So now left only wei yin and me..sob..sob..&lt;br /&gt;Time flies, I have my study week and my final exam in the November. I did quite well in my final but I think I could do better. I get the pointer of 3.49 which is till 0.01 from my target—3.5. anyway, I am quite happy with that also. Thanks Buddha that I managed to pass my writing about literature and I need not retake. Haha…&lt;br /&gt;Then, I joined the 16th DYC as the mentor. .this is the first ever time in DYC history that we have students from university become the mentors. They have to do so due to lack of man power. I was the person incharge of the singing session too. I am glad that I was there. I have become the 3rd sister of my 2nd family in PBHP. Our eldest sister, is Hoay Hoay, then 2nd sister is Hoay Yee, 3rd sister of course is me, 4th sister is Siew Ling and our little sister is Wei Jan. then we have brothers too. Our eldest brother is Gan, 2nd brother is Small Gan, 3rd brother is Ying Bin and little brother is Terk Wah. Haha..Each of us has very cute name. haha.. that is.&lt;br /&gt;Hoay Hoay a.k.a Bossini&lt;br /&gt;Hoay Yee a.k.a Padini&lt;br /&gt;Me a.k.a Gucci&lt;br /&gt;Siew Ling a.k.a Nike&lt;br /&gt;Jane a.k.a Radioactive&lt;br /&gt;Gan a.k.a Adidad&lt;br /&gt;Small Gan a.k.a Prada&lt;br /&gt;Ying Bin a.k.a Body Glove&lt;br /&gt;Terk Wah a.k.a Guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad to have a great year of 2008 and I hope I manage to do better in 2009. Kai Chur. Jia yOU!!!&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/8423418814673431961-8696164749104867650?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/8696164749104867650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=8696164749104867650' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8696164749104867650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8696164749104867650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-welcome.html' title='2009, Welcome...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SV15FC48oqI/AAAAAAAAAOE/DDw__voFqLI/s72-c/DSC00950.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-1072193762875320165</id><published>2008-12-28T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T20:51:33.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yo..i downloaded my lovely lee hom's latest album</title><content type='html'>Yes..finally, i managed to listen to the songs of the wang lee hom's latest album. though not all i have downloaded..at least i have 8 songs with me..well, this album quite good. i love the songs..i love the song "xin tiao" the most..very lovely and romantic. if someone sing the song in front of me, surely nice..haha..just kiding, day dreaming now. haha..tomorrow i gona start to have my class d..8am class, means i have to wake up at 7am. hm..i have a very long time never wake up so early d..kinda of sad. i have not prepare to go to class yet..i am still like in the mood of enjoying..hehe..i hope my sem break will restart and i need not go to class. but i know it wont happen.haiz..hehe..these two days i always online due to my college has the wi-fi system in our rooms d..hehe..so nice..i love it.hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-1072193762875320165?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/1072193762875320165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=1072193762875320165' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/1072193762875320165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/1072193762875320165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/12/yoi-downloaded-my-lovely-lee-homs.html' title='yo..i downloaded my lovely lee hom&apos;s latest album'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-7511265624539457244</id><published>2008-12-27T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T06:40:47.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back to UM again..</title><content type='html'>After 1 month d..I am back again to this place where i fight hard for my dream. It's kinda of sad and tired. Sad in the sense that i have to leave my beloved family and live alone here. I miss home!!! I really miss every thing in my house. I didn't tell my mom eventhough she called me just now. I pretended I am alright all the while. Deep in my heart, I am home sick. Really home sick... I miss my mom, my bro and my sis. I don't really wana come back. But I have to. what to do? Tired..Why am i so tired?As usual, once i back to my room, i have to clean it as it is super duper dirty as it has been more than a month i am not here..haiz..just finished clean my room..mop,sweep,rearrange my things..finally..haiz..i miss home..super miss home..haiz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-7511265624539457244?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/7511265624539457244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=7511265624539457244' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7511265624539457244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7511265624539457244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-back-to-um-again.html' title='I am back to UM again..'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-5436201696393947758</id><published>2008-12-26T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T08:01:13.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going back to University tomorrow..</title><content type='html'>I don't really want to go back to College actually.  It has been more than 1 month i have my holiday and i stayed in my hometown. I have a lot of fun time with my family and friends here. I have organized 1 camp, help to organized 1 camp and attended  1 camp. it's really nice to have such camps which help me to improve myself a lot either physically or mentally. I love to organized camp. Well, time passes so fast..it's so fast 1 month had gone. i have to go back to my own room in college again to face the wall. Haiz..though i miss the people in college,yet i feel so sad to leave my house to go back to college..further more 1 of my roomate had move out cause she has transfered to UTAR in Kampar..so, my room is emptier than before..haiz..anyway, i am glad that i still have another roomate who will share with me the happy and sorrow in college..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-5436201696393947758?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/5436201696393947758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=5436201696393947758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/5436201696393947758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/5436201696393947758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/12/going-back-to-university-tomorrow.html' title='Going back to University tomorrow..'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-7159427374370739834</id><published>2008-12-25T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T07:48:14.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas 2008</title><content type='html'>Yo..HoHoHo..it's Christmas ..well, this year, my Christmas wasn't that special or what sort ever. It's just a simple one. I didn't celebrate Christmas actually. I wasn't that keen to celebrate it. But, i still celebrate it when friends call me to. So, this year, as usual, I am celebrating with my PBHP gang. This year a bit special, we celebrate Siew Ling's birthday together though her birthday is on 29 of December. We had our dinner at Poh Long at 6pm. Then, we moved to Mc.Donald in our town, we have our celebration with siew ling. At the same time, we have gift exchange session. I gave my present to Peiwen, while Prada, Small Gan gave me his present. Well, after that, kinda of sad as i have to leave earlier. I didn't mean to leave earlier. But, my mom want me to do so. I knew that she is worrying about me. But, I know how to protect myself and i know when is the limit for me. She used to treat me like a small child. I have grown up. I doesn't mean that I am big enough to fly out from your care. What I meant is I have my own group of friends and I know what is the limit. I just hope that you can give me some space and some freedom. I know that you have gave me freedom. But, can it be even more free than now? I don't know how to talk to you. Because of this, I kept on reject my friends' invitation to any gathering.I know that i cant join them for the whole slot and it's really very troublesome to allocate the time to suit me where i have to go back earlier. I felt sorry to my friend too. Sometime, i have some friends complaint to me that they don't like to call me out cause i will reject or i will go back earlier. what to do?i have to do so. I really don't know how to do sometime. Family i put as priority, i do need friends too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-7159427374370739834?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/7159427374370739834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=7159427374370739834' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7159427374370739834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7159427374370739834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-2008.html' title='Merry Christmas 2008'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-8236620835011241124</id><published>2008-12-22T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T05:05:33.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Metta Camp...</title><content type='html'>wow..this is the 2nd metta camp that i have joined. The 1st time i joined was 2 years ago. That was the 1st ever Metta Camp in PBHP. well, this year, still the same, Bro. Wong Tin Song is the conductor of the camp. I love the way he conducted the camp. However, this year, may be i joined the camp half way where i went to KL before i joined in the evening where the camp started in the morning, i felt that the camp is a little bit different and not as good as the first camp i joined. I don't know what is the reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess many of you might think, what Metta Camp is..Well, just to tell you all, metta camp is a medidation camp for youths. Metta means loving kindness. In this camp, we mostly practised Metta Bhavana-- a kind of meditation method where we send our good wishes to ourselves and to those we know and we love. it's a good practise of mindfulness too. I found that i was lacking mindfulness nowadays. Hope i can practise metta bhavana in my future life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this time, may be there is some participants who do not take it very serious during the meditation section and also the talk by all the speakers, the magnetic field spoilt. So, i felt like the feeling is not as strong as the previous camp. Don't know other will feel like that or not.&lt;br /&gt;well, i love the cooking of Bro. Jerry. Nice food.haha..and the way he speak and joke. he is really a great Mr. Bean in Metta camp..haha..&lt;br /&gt;not forget also, sis. Poh and sis. Barbara, who are so kind and cute. Oh ya..our prof, Bro. Ooi..he is really genius, all the scientific name of plants he memorize..GENG.haha..&lt;br /&gt;Again, i have learnt a lot of good methods to do meditation. I love it.but duno why i cant sit for  a long time as i have hurted my back bone before. hmm...this make me cant concentrate during meditate..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-8236620835011241124?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/8236620835011241124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=8236620835011241124' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8236620835011241124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8236620835011241124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/12/metta-camp.html' title='Metta Camp...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-4460710262378582422</id><published>2008-12-19T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T04:43:03.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family trip to Pangkor Island...</title><content type='html'>Wow..i just back from Pangkor Island. After a super duper tired Prefect camp, finally, my brother and I have a nice rest which we have a 3 days 2 nights family trip to Pangkor Island. This time, I am no longer stay in a cheap resort, perhaps, we stayed in a 4 stars resort named The Pangkor Island Beach Resort which was Pan Pacific for years ago. We departed from Teluk Intan exactly on 10am by bus. we reached Lumut around 12pm and we took 1.45pm ferry to Pangkor. Phew..finally, we reached the resort. well, it's an isolated island. very nice island. I have been here for more than 10 times since i was young. I treated it as my second home as my parent used to bring me there twice a year during my childhood. anyway, after my dad passed away, then i don't have the chance to visit there so often d.I love pangkor ...it' s really my second home where i feel the familiarity once i stepped on it.. That's the feel i love. I felt like my father is around me ...nice...i miss u..dad...i love you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-4460710262378582422?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/4460710262378582422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=4460710262378582422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/4460710262378582422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/4460710262378582422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/12/family-trip-to-pangkor-island.html' title='Family trip to Pangkor Island...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-1628419318744761383</id><published>2008-12-16T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T14:56:42.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prefect Camp..</title><content type='html'>Wow..i just came back from a prefect camp. Hmm..you might find that it's weird that i am still attending a prefect camp. Don't worry, i am not the organizer and i am not the participant neither. I went back to serve as a senior. Haha... I was with them started from the preperation works. I learnt the camp theme song together with the AJK, I went to clean the school together with them. It's like, i am one of the AJK. HAha..though i am 20 years old, yet i am mingle with 16 years old peopler.haha..we have no gap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The preparation day is on last saturday. We went to school to clean the camp site. Though i wasn't happy with the attendance of the AJK that day, I felt great as my bro, the camp leader, managed to carry out his duty as a leader quite well. He has grow up a lot mentally and physically. Well, this time, there were many "first time" happened in this prefect camp. This is the first time where the prefect board has to share the space of the school with band as both of them were having their annual camp in the same time. THen, this is the first time where the canteen in black condition where the fius was broken.This is the first time to have a stage which had a hole in the middle. This is also the first time with only 27 participants and 18 committee members where the ration is almost 1 to 1.So, there are a lot of first time in this camp. I was happy that my brother manage to overcome all the stuff all by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy to see all my juniors trying their very best to perform in the camp. I have seen a lot of improvement in the committee members and the participants as well. They have did a very good job to achieve their goal. I was happy that the talks during the camp were successful where both speakers are my best friend. Kooiling and CHee Kee. They inspired me a lot. Hope they inspired those prefect too. I am so happy and glad to meet with my old friends here where we decided to organize the Prefect board alumni. I have been elected as the vice president of the alumni. Hope that i manage to do my job well&lt;br /&gt;This prefect camp is so nice. Hope my juniors will continue their great work for the next few years. Gambateh!!!&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;kaichur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-1628419318744761383?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/1628419318744761383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=1628419318744761383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/1628419318744761383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/1628419318744761383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/12/prefect-camp.html' title='Prefect Camp..'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-1133815034011151503</id><published>2008-12-12T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T07:32:35.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow..child really grow up so fast..</title><content type='html'>it has been 5 months i didn't meet with harn yan and her baby, Hivan. Hmm..today i met them again. Haha..Well, Hivan grew up a lot. Wow..can you all imagine, he is just 5 months old, but he is 10kg now..Wow..it's really a huge baby.haha..anyway, he is still so cute and chubby. Love to be with him where he will smile and hyperactive..haha...he is so cute..really..while harn yan, not much different..but she became slimmer d..hmm..must be take care of Hivan, just imagine, she has to bring along a 10kg things everyday.hmm..Harnyan, a gread hug and kiss to you..mUAKSSSS&gt;&gt;&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;well, here wana tell my bos, ooi..bos..i really terkejut when i knew that you sent to hospital cause hyou sick d..hmm..scare me ler...take care ye...hope to see you soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;kaichur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-1133815034011151503?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/1133815034011151503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=1133815034011151503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/1133815034011151503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/1133815034011151503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/12/wowchild-really-grow-up-so-fast.html' title='Wow..child really grow up so fast..'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-7045942328542520351</id><published>2008-12-11T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:45:17.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My result of my 1st year,1 sem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SUEZWxefu-I/AAAAAAAAANE/eGt8pZOyEe0/s1600-h/DSC00877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278528117283994594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SUEZWxefu-I/AAAAAAAAANE/eGt8pZOyEe0/s200/DSC00877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm..kinda disapointed with my result. I actually aimed to get a CGPA of 3.5 in this sem. But, i just managed to get 3.49. Really disappointed with my result..i should have get a better result. But due to i was too relax during the study week and never put much efforts into my study during the first sem, so, it's a kind of punishment for me to let me knw that i have to pay more attention on my study and work harder...Fight for the next sem..go go kai chur.. jia you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-7045942328542520351?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/7045942328542520351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=7045942328542520351' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7045942328542520351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7045942328542520351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-result-of-my-1st-year1-sem.html' title='My result of my 1st year,1 sem...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SUEZWxefu-I/AAAAAAAAANE/eGt8pZOyEe0/s72-c/DSC00877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-615473406969523320</id><published>2008-12-09T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:48:00.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL trip Photo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST96DAYqrWI/AAAAAAAAAM8/9L-Y5eHYsQs/s1600-h/DSC00894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278071480363167074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST96DAYqrWI/AAAAAAAAAM8/9L-Y5eHYsQs/s200/DSC00894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 My latest Photo..just permed my hair yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST96DPLNgJI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kyODcTBb7s0/s1600-h/DSC00879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278071484333260946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST96DPLNgJI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kyODcTBb7s0/s200/DSC00879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          I have permed my hair..nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST96DI4ax4I/AAAAAAAAAMs/AxDx8kWwqhU/s1600-h/DSC00895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278071482643826562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST96DI4ax4I/AAAAAAAAAMs/AxDx8kWwqhU/s200/DSC00895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               my new hairstyle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST95oHVXHCI/AAAAAAAAAMk/_kc6x042sdQ/s1600-h/DSC00853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278071018371882018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST95oHVXHCI/AAAAAAAAAMk/_kc6x042sdQ/s200/DSC00853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    Salty cappuccino that i mentioned in my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST95nUcby7I/AAAAAAAAAMc/wnsDuspqCRc/s1600-h/DSC00834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278071004711340978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST95nUcby7I/AAAAAAAAAMc/wnsDuspqCRc/s200/DSC00834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    I love this cute picture so much...hehe..cute..full of imagination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST95nZJs6gI/AAAAAAAAAMU/CbPF4MC-NL0/s1600-h/DSC00832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278071005974948354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST95nZJs6gI/AAAAAAAAAMU/CbPF4MC-NL0/s200/DSC00832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     in Mid Valley..with the Christmas decoration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST95nKIsQNI/AAAAAAAAAMM/bl0UL7QpHwY/s1600-h/IMG+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278071001944178898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST95nKIsQNI/AAAAAAAAAMM/bl0UL7QpHwY/s200/IMG+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          Christmas coming soon, in Times Square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST95m4Q3DvI/AAAAAAAAAME/lESHAcanUN4/s1600-h/IMG+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278070997146603250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST95m4Q3DvI/AAAAAAAAAME/lESHAcanUN4/s200/IMG+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                           This picture is taken in the Star Hill, Small Gan asked us to post like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST94CGQESnI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_eaJyTa_fbs/s1600-h/IMG+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278069265734584946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST94CGQESnI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_eaJyTa_fbs/s200/IMG+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          At Star Hill, nice view..we love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST94BqLfRII/AAAAAAAAAL0/fG9m6au4S74/s1600-h/IMG+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278069258199188610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST94BqLfRII/AAAAAAAAAL0/fG9m6au4S74/s200/IMG+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           At Star Hill too..i love the scenery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST94BbIbW3I/AAAAAAAAALs/J5m20tUyl6I/s1600-h/IMG+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278069254159817586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST94BbIbW3I/AAAAAAAAALs/J5m20tUyl6I/s200/IMG+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                with the artist of the gallery that we went to..&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST94BBBJ_2I/AAAAAAAAALk/fc5CAJYDy4Y/s1600-h/IMG+089.jpg"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278069247149997922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST94BBBJ_2I/AAAAAAAAALk/fc5CAJYDy4Y/s200/IMG+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               With the artist..Suzanna...in the gallery..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST94BN8ODsI/AAAAAAAAALc/RHj_H8muJvo/s1600-h/IMG+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278069250618953410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST94BN8ODsI/AAAAAAAAALc/RHj_H8muJvo/s200/IMG+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      Santa Claus is coming to town...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST920dJoxMI/AAAAAAAAALU/w2UeBU7aTBs/s1600-h/IMG+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278067931851834562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST920dJoxMI/AAAAAAAAALU/w2UeBU7aTBs/s200/IMG+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       With siew ling at Times Square...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST92zzaEZrI/AAAAAAAAALM/4Bw5kdA-Sso/s1600-h/IMG+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278067920646465202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST92zzaEZrI/AAAAAAAAALM/4Bw5kdA-Sso/s200/IMG+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     With Small Gan...under the cute tree with cute post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST92zvBcKhI/AAAAAAAAALE/29i6Sz1rop8/s1600-h/IMG+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278067919469423122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST92zvBcKhI/AAAAAAAAALE/29i6Sz1rop8/s200/IMG+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      with Kwan Yee...Siao Kow..hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST92zeI-sjI/AAAAAAAAAK8/9sAH6ItvTgQ/s1600-h/IMG+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278067914937643570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST92zeI-sjI/AAAAAAAAAK8/9sAH6ItvTgQ/s200/IMG+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  We stay together under one roof for 1 night..&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST92zIN-o2I/AAAAAAAAAK0/WqlKgCZYzhU/s1600-h/IMG+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278067909053031266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST92zIN-o2I/AAAAAAAAAK0/WqlKgCZYzhU/s200/IMG+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    TOgether we are..a FAMILY we are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9zwBU1KSI/AAAAAAAAAKs/o1sNd8Uu_kU/s1600-h/IMG+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278064557128231202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9zwBU1KSI/AAAAAAAAAKs/o1sNd8Uu_kU/s200/IMG+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             Upper line from left: Winnie, Eng Hong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9zv2v5PhI/AAAAAAAAAKk/yxDv1Mw6wuY/s1600-h/IMG+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278064554288954898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9zv2v5PhI/AAAAAAAAAKk/yxDv1Mw6wuY/s200/IMG+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            Met with my friend..TEE LEE in the 称赞如来..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9zvu-e1gI/AAAAAAAAAKc/G9r4UqGeTS0/s1600-h/IMG+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278064552202655234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9zvu-e1gI/AAAAAAAAAKc/G9r4UqGeTS0/s200/IMG+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     That's how we slept..nice...but aircond..too cold..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9zu-W8WgI/AAAAAAAAAKM/A8O7-XKV1Ws/s1600-h/IMG+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278064539151915522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9zu-W8WgI/AAAAAAAAAKM/A8O7-XKV1Ws/s200/IMG+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         With the broad caster in the show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9xuixIxxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ia4WcO0rh3s/s1600-h/IMG+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278062332722333458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9xuixIxxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ia4WcO0rh3s/s200/IMG+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                         With Ying Chien lao da...nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9xuag91jI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/iP4goMznDus/s1600-h/IMG+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278062330507023922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9xuag91jI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/iP4goMznDus/s200/IMG+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               with ying chien lao da, joo huat and saw koon after the show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9xt5UUl8I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8xgS3OixIcg/s1600-h/IMG+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278062321595619266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9xt5UUl8I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8xgS3OixIcg/s200/IMG+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     A family we are...Teluk Intan-ist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9xts34e_I/AAAAAAAAAJs/8M-i8bLVqMc/s1600-h/IMG+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278062318255111154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9xts34e_I/AAAAAAAAAJs/8M-i8bLVqMc/s200/IMG+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                     with Pu XIan Pu Sha...he really look like the real Pu Xian Pu Sha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9xtJrtWmI/AAAAAAAAAJk/T2nvveN85uI/s1600-h/IMG+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278062308808809058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9xtJrtWmI/AAAAAAAAAJk/T2nvveN85uI/s200/IMG+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  Before enter the Show...nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9wV-9aZ_I/AAAAAAAAAJc/Lt7yevaW_CA/s1600-h/IMG+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278060811281655794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9wV-9aZ_I/AAAAAAAAAJc/Lt7yevaW_CA/s200/IMG+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                      The Ticket...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9wVYLoVGI/AAAAAAAAAJU/fnWc6Fj131o/s1600-h/IMG+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278060800872305762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9wVYLoVGI/AAAAAAAAAJU/fnWc6Fj131o/s200/IMG+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           nice wall paper...rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9wVCqAJYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/mL30B4X0ie8/s1600-h/IMG+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278060795094115714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9wVCqAJYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/mL30B4X0ie8/s200/IMG+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           With Siew Ling with her mushroom soup ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9wUwiLyvI/AAAAAAAAAI8/_1i3-xd0DVM/s1600-h/IMG+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278060790229486322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9wUwiLyvI/AAAAAAAAAI8/_1i3-xd0DVM/s200/IMG+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           Times Square....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9u0XFJkfI/AAAAAAAAAI0/BBMVnoRIhy4/s1600-h/IMG+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278059134129377778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9u0XFJkfI/AAAAAAAAAI0/BBMVnoRIhy4/s200/IMG+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        Times Square...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9twbLWQxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KcJot_KtgJk/s1600-h/IMG+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278057966998012690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST9twbLWQxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KcJot_KtgJk/s200/IMG+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                               Mid Valley.....&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;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-615473406969523320?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/615473406969523320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=615473406969523320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/615473406969523320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/615473406969523320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/12/kl-trip-photo.html' title='KL trip Photo..'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/ST96DAYqrWI/AAAAAAAAAM8/9L-Y5eHYsQs/s72-c/DSC00894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-688470757333433439</id><published>2008-12-08T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T08:07:06.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL Trip...</title><content type='html'>6 Dec 2008, is a day where I have a big event to attend. What is the important event? Hmm… I will tell you later. I took 7a.m bus from Teluk Intan o Kuala Lumpur with Siew Ling, Kooi Ling, Small Gan, and Terk Wah. 5 of us reached Kuala Lumpur at around 10a.m. We took Metro bus 99 to go to the Mid Valley. Hmm…Mid Valley again. I had been to Mid Valley for many times since I entered UM. Anyway, this time, it’s totally different. WHY??? It’s because, I went to Mid Valley with my best friend from my hometown this time. Haha…We went to see something that Small Gan and Terk Wah want to buy. While me, I went to buy the swimming suit and swimming trunk that my brother and sister needed. Then, we had our lunch at Sushi King, my favorite food. Haha… With my membership card, we have 20% discount, so 5 of us just spent less than RM100. Hmm…unbelievable? Believe it! Haha… Then we went to buy ticket. What ticket? Movie… We planned to watch BOLT… It’s Saturday, so, we have to take a very long time to buy the ticket. It’s 1.00p.m. We have bought the 2.10p.m. tickets. So we have around an hour to shop our heart out. Terk Wah was attracted to the Nike shop. So, he went in to have a look, window shopping as he is not afford to buy. Then, he came out from the shop; he never noticed that we followed him. He phoned Siew Ling, we cheated him that we were in the PDI shop at the first floor. We followed him, he really trusted us. Hmm… Terk Wah, you really easy to be cheated. Haha… Well, we have our movie then, a very nice and cute movie. BOLT, is the best cute and nice movie. I love the dog, Bolt, it is so cute. I highly recommended everyone of you to watch the movie, it’s really fun, and meaningful. Not to forget, we managed to bring in the junk food that we bought from Jusco into the cinema. Haha… Clever, right? Then, we met with Hoay Hoay, and we have our dinner in Mid Valley then went to PGRM to watch the Buddhist musical show. At first, I was thinking just to support my friend, Saw Koon and Joo Huat who also take part in the show. But, after I watched the show, I felt that it’s very worth to pay RM 40.for the show. I have a nice chat with Saw Koon too. I was touched by the show. My tears rolled down when the sangha brought the pagoda to give to those who donated a big amount of money to support the show. Then, I dropped my tears again when Joo Huat performed, when he read the dialogue. Really nice. I have learnt a lot from the show too. I have learnt more about 普贤十大愿。Thanks to Joo Huat and Saw Koon, you both had done a great job and both of you really sacrificed a lot. Muaks to both of you!!!! At the night, we slept at the Bodhi Workshop at Petaling Street with Kwan Yee they all. A very nice place to stay. Oh ya, we have our supper together, well, I didn’t eat as I had promised daddy to keep fit. Thought I just managed to lose 1kg so far, I will try my best to lose more weight. During supper time, we have created a great name for Terk Wah, that is Wood. He is so blur and always catch no ball in our conversation, so we decided to call him Wood. Haha…&lt;br /&gt;7 Dec 2008, woke up at 8.30am in the morning. I took a bath then we went to have our breakfast. Then, we went to Times Square. Well, at first, we planned to go to Star Hill to see the art gallery by Madam Suzanna. However, Hoay Hoay was attracted to the first day cover sold in the Times Squar. So, we went to snap photo and bought books while waiting Hoay Hoay to get all the things done. I bought 3books which cost RM60.50. hmm..this month I have bought around RM 200 something to buy books.Next, we went to the Art Gallery, nice, the bears were so cute. I love the bears so much and not forget also, the glasses and art that produced really nice. I hope to buy all of them. Unfortunately, I have no money. Haha…The gallery placed at the top floor of Star Hill, then there is a time piece show at the ground floor and first floor of the Star Hill. We went to have a look too. I saw a very very very nice watch which cost RM 3700000. well, I love the watch. But when can I buy it? Haha…We took a lot of photo in the Star Hill, there are a lot of nice scenery. I love it. It’s very artistic. I love the way they decorated the place. I love it. After that, we met Kooi Ling at Times Square. I met with my friend, Rongcuin. What a surprise that I will met her in Kuala Lumpur. Then we have our dinner at the food court in Times Square. I bought a plate of fried rice with lemon sauce .chicken. I bought a cup of cappuccino too. Was thought that I will have a very nice dinner with my favourite food. But, I put the salt in stead of sugar into the cappuccino accidentally. So, I have a cup of salty cappuccino which is so memorable and nice. Before we departed to back to Teluk Intan, we met with Wei Fong, Chu Jie and Lay keow in times square. Finally, we departed at 7pm from KL. We cracked a lot of jokes and nice memory during the journey. We love it. I reached home around 11pm. Thanks to Siew Ling, Kooi Ling, Terk Wah, Hoay Hoay and Small Gan for giving me a great trip. Thanks a lot.. I love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-688470757333433439?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/688470757333433439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=688470757333433439' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/688470757333433439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/688470757333433439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/12/kl-trip.html' title='KL Trip...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-7433942746421305508</id><published>2008-12-05T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T08:04:11.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>uploading ....my latest photo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; My dear friend....finally, i updated my latest photo..just some,due to the slow turtle line..so wil update later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/STlMlVKkY3I/AAAAAAAAAIk/1m6daVPhL0Y/s1600-h/IMG_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276332642661589874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/STlMlVKkY3I/AAAAAAAAAIk/1m6daVPhL0Y/s200/IMG_0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  Final briefing from kwan yee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/STlL7jCYAYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/LmSX2RGq_TU/s1600-h/DSC00820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276331924830814594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/STlL7jCYAYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/LmSX2RGq_TU/s200/DSC00820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    Small gan and i, nice to knw you,small gan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/STlLa9fm9tI/AAAAAAAAAIU/jMs7FEEGEbM/s1600-h/DSC00818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276331364997068498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/STlLa9fm9tI/AAAAAAAAAIU/jMs7FEEGEbM/s200/DSC00818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                          old friend...chee hoo and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/STlKtgnS_LI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ODtUSnmGZPk/s1600-h/DSC00816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276330584150572210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/STlKtgnS_LI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ODtUSnmGZPk/s200/DSC00816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            4 best partners forever, nice knowing you all and work together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/STlKCy7dFwI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ljgQJjn7kys/s1600-h/DSC00811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276329850332583682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/STlKCy7dFwI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ljgQJjn7kys/s200/DSC00811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            i make up for "her", pretty, right?jealus....even prettier than me..haiz..&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-7433942746421305508?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/7433942746421305508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=7433942746421305508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7433942746421305508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7433942746421305508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/12/uploading-my-latest-photo.html' title='uploading ....my latest photo..'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/STlMlVKkY3I/AAAAAAAAAIk/1m6daVPhL0Y/s72-c/IMG_0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-7493078721792751509</id><published>2008-12-03T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T07:32:45.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2Dec and 3 Dec...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;2/12/2008--Confusing day...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, is a very confusing day for me. Well, woke up early in the morning, accompany mother to go to bank to settle some stuff. Then, went to a gathering with my group member during DYC at KFC. Wow, it's so nice to meet with them after the camp. We cracked a lot of joke and shared a lot of funny incidents during the camp. Hmm..i felt that i am even closer with them now compared to during camp. WHY? mayb be during camp i am too fierce and i forced them to speak in English. Haha..it's a warmth and nice time to gather with them. at night, i have a mission with YB(yang blur-blur), Yin Hsia and siew ling. Hmm..what is that?it's to celebrate my twins sister, PeiWen's birthday! hmm..though her birthday is on 4 dec, she has to go to the Penang on 3 dec. so, we have our celebration earlier. We gathered in my house and we bought a cute pillow with cute giraffe on it. Then, we have a cake, a mocha cake. Ahem..our mission started on 8.30pm...YB, fetch us to Pei Wen's house with his BMM(big mouth man).haha..we stopped our car opposite to peiwen's house. so, i went down to call her out while Siew ling they all preparing the candles and the cake. I waited so long but they not appeared at all. Hmm..what happened?lucky pei wen's brother, yong hao came out and called peiwen to go into the house. So, i went to check what is happening. OMG!!guess what, the lighter that our "brilliant" YinHsia brought not function at all. Hmm..thanks to the brilliant YinHsia. haha...So, to overcome all the "incident", siewling had to "borrow" candle light from the temple next to peiwen's house. Hmm..it's a "great experience" that we have. Haha..OMG,Peiwen came out again.haiz..i have to go there and stop her for a moment while waiting them settle the candles. then, finally, they appeared with the candle and cake. we sang birthday song to her at the road side. haha..then, we went into her house to eat the cake and in the same time forced peiwen to show us her BF's photo. However, we failed to do so. Hmm..so secret. After that, we went to LANA for the 2nd round and met with JaySern.&lt;br /&gt;It's happy to know that my best friend has her own BF d..But, i felt a bit sad. Not because of she has a BF, but is because, i thought of someone else. that make me feel so sad. but the memory is sweet though.I have not success in my relationship with him,instead, i broke the relation myself. with my own hand. I told my senior bout my feeling after that, he told me that he felt so sad and his mood affected by me. I'm sorry  bout that. But, why i will affected your feeling while others will not affect you?can you tell me why?Oh ya..the someone message me that he bought me a chocolate during the trip to Labuan. Hmm..i am so happy.Really, i am happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3/12/2008---exciting day..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, woke up early in the morning, just to be the driver for my brother. Hmm...i have to fetch my brother to school and to his friend's house to have meeting. Hmm...then i have to send lunch to them. While i reached there, i was shocked with what they have done. Hmm..still childish. not matured at all.The things could be done in a simpler way they don't want. Lucky, i went in. Help them to solve all the problems. I faced the laptop for an hour to rearrange the things in the booklet for them. my eyes almost dropped. but, as a senior, i have to help them. haha...&lt;br /&gt;then, at night, i have my dinner with my "aiya" brother, KaiYang and his sister, kellie. Hmm...she is so cute. I love her so much. and Kai yang, did change a lot after been to sarawak. Hope he will change to be better after all.. Thanks for your treat, kaiyang. Hmm..u have to treat me as u owe me..haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-7493078721792751509?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/7493078721792751509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=7493078721792751509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7493078721792751509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7493078721792751509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/12/2dec-and-3-dec.html' title='2Dec and 3 Dec...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-3626800228172022758</id><published>2008-12-01T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T07:11:30.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing K...6 hours bus trip...smiling moon...</title><content type='html'>yesterday, i had an enjoyable day. I met with my primary school's friends. We met up in the K-box of my hometown. we sang from 12pm till 4pm..wow...such a long time. But, we sang a lot of songs..as we sang half then skip the songs to another one.. so, we have sung many half songs.haha...anyway, we enjoyed so much....i love the time...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274836807841401170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/STP8ISOKyVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Z1YxVNbMTCE/s200/DSC00136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                           with jenq horng during sing K &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hm...today, i went to klang with my grandma at 10.30am. just to escort my grandma to klang cause my aunt is going to bring her to singapore this thursday. Anyway, to avoid my aunt worried bout me, i decided to take 2pm bus to come back instead of 7pm bus.so, today is the 1st time i sit in the bus for 6 hours...haiz...buttok pain...super pain....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/STP9SJCsaBI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lzVulnkGM7Q/s1600-h/DSC00827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274838076687673362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/STP9SJCsaBI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lzVulnkGM7Q/s200/DSC00827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/STP9yB4kUNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/iWydehpjfwI/s1600-h/DSC00828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274838624521965778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/STP9yB4kUNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/iWydehpjfwI/s200/DSC00828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;taken in the bus with my tired face                                                   my tickets,from ti to klang and &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                                                                klang to ti&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tonight, the moon is so special. there is a smiling face...nice....but i couldnt snap the photo..hmm..so wasted..&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/8423418814673431961-3626800228172022758?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/3626800228172022758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=3626800228172022758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/3626800228172022758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/3626800228172022758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/12/sing-k6-hours-bus-tripsmiling-moon.html' title='Sing K...6 hours bus trip...smiling moon...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/STP8ISOKyVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Z1YxVNbMTCE/s72-c/DSC00136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-5724512044844245160</id><published>2008-11-26T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:35:28.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DYC 2008</title><content type='html'>Wow…has been a very long time I didn’t upload my news on blog.  Was busy with 16th DYC since I back from UM last Monday. Though it’s quite tired. It’s a great experience for me. This is the first time I become a mentor in Youth camp. I was the mentor of children camp before. So, this is a quite new experience to me. To handle a group of youth is totally different from controlling a group of children. Thus, I have learnt a lot this time and gained a lot of new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;The 16th Dhamma Youth Camp (DYC) started from 19 Nov 2008. The day before, we, as the committees entered the camp earlier to do some preparation before camp and meeting too. I came back to this camp is because they lack of manpower. I grew up from this camp. I started to keep in touch with Buddhism from this camp. So, I am back to serve in this camp. This is the first time I become a mentor. It’s quite a challenging task for me. Apart from want to serve in DYC, I come back to this camp is to support my dear friend, Siew Ling who used to have us as a team to work together. But this time, she work alone. So, we come back and support her.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the first day of the camp. As usual, 1st day usually is the coldest day among the other days of the camp. I tried to break the ice among my group members. I actually did it. My group members started to warm up after the talent night preparation time. I was so glad that they have warm up. That’s what I hope and what I want to see. I am lucky enough to get a group of youths that can mix around easily. Yes, that’s indeed a good experience for me as I am the mentor for the first time. The program for the first day, well, kind of boring. Started from the “Am I a Buddhist” it’s a boring thing which repeated from years to years. I have heard all those things for 6-7times repeatedly. Wow..i can imagine, why those participants don’t like it at all. Then, we have dynamics1 where Hoay Hoay conducted a game of team building. But those participants were still young and not matured yet. So, they couldn’t get the hidden meaning. They just complained that it was too boring…Well; happy time came at last, LUNCH time... Have a long time never have my lunch in PBHP. So nice, aunties cooking still the same. So tasty. Haha...Then, we have our talent night preparation 1 Lucky, my asst. Mentor, Joo Keat helped me a lot in the preparation, so I just have to tell them what to do and train those singers. Life so easy…Then, Sports and Games in the Dhammachaka hall. Well, this time is the bidding contest where every group is given RM10000000 as their money. They have to bid for the item that they want with the money provided. Well, I considered it as a fun game but the hidden meaning not really reach to those participants yet. What a waste… Well, photo shooting section. It took quite a long time. Yet, the photo is nice. Berbaloi… Then, followed by the opening ceremony. Very nice and touched by the talk of Rev. Thank you Rev. I have learnt a lot from the talk. Night time, ya, it’s time for sharing. Glad that my group members tried their very best to speak in English. Night time. Meeting going on for the committee. Phew…1 day over.&lt;br /&gt;The second day, nothing special but I do learn a lot from the slots which conducted by Bro. Oh and Dr. Tan. These slots really gave me a lot of inspirations.  Hmm…the most happening is the safe n sound workshop which conducted by Bro. Victor Ooi and friends who came all the way long from Kedah. I learnt a lot of self-defense technique from this slot. And crap a lot of joke too…haha…They are such a great team. We have nothing to give them as a sign of appreciation, we just performed an action dance which we learnt this afternoon—Gemuruh. Guess they enjoyed it very much. However, while doing the action dance, me, the lead dancer, who stand in front was caught with a shock when one of the “funniest” committee member appeared in front of me out of sudden. Haha….guess those committee who stand with me will know who is he.&lt;br /&gt;Third day, the highlight of the camp-- The talent nite. Well, I was hoping someone to come and support. But he did not turn up. Haiz…what a sad thing… I really hope to see him just once. Just to know that he is supporting me. But, I search from high and low; I could not find his face. What a disappointment. Anyway, my group, Kondanna did a great job that night and won 2nd runner up. I was so happy…Within so little time, they managed to do so. I am so happy and glad of them…Kondanna the best!!! They have put in their effort to do their best. I still remember when Angie managed to utter out the line “confirm,3 times confirm plus 2 years waranthy” I clapped my hand and tears shed in my eyes. We have practiced that for thousands of times but can’t make it at all. When on stage, she managed to do so. So happy. Kondanna really the best.&lt;br /&gt;The forth day. The last night in the camp. In the morning, we have a treasure hunt. Well, I was in charge in YB’s group. I have to take care of them. They have to go to the Rumah Mesra. One of the old folk’s home in Teluk Intan. Once I stepped into the old folks’ home, I was attracted to a grandmother who sit near the main entrance. I chose her to chit chat with. After some time, my “kai leong” or god mother came. She was surprised to see me there and me too. She asked me, how do I know that her mother is here. I was shocked when I knew that the grandmother that I talked with just now is my god grandmother. Oh My Godness. I could not recognize her as she grew thinner and she become so old already. I can’t believe my eyes. So, I have a long chat with my god mother and my god grandmother. I did massage for her. Hope she can go back to her house soon. Once she can walk, she can go back. PoPo, jia you!!! Then, we have our treasure hunt. Well, have a lot of fun but tired. Once we reached PBHP, we have a nice nap together in the Dhamachakka hall. Then, we have our cooking time. Yea, though I didn’t help much in this programme as I was having a great migraine and I slept in my room. My group managed to cook a great tomyam fried rice and also the muffin. I love the food very much. Good Job. Then, it’s my task to bring in a slot where I have to cool down their emotion after 1 day of excitement. I have to cool down them so that they can really pay attention during Kooi Ling’s gratitude night and endless night. I have introduced them 2 songs which I love the most, My beautiful friend and Brahma of my heart. Oh yes, I managed to cool them down. And they really did touch by those songs. Yeah…finally, mission accomplished. That night is a touching night. Everyone dig their hearts out. Is a great success and it did get good feedback from participants. Great job kooi ling. Well done.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the camp ended. Phew…having a real tough time to make this a complete camp. However, it’s over and it’s done. Thanks to all the committee and adults. Not forget also, the participants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-5724512044844245160?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/5724512044844245160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=5724512044844245160' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/5724512044844245160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/5724512044844245160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/11/dyc-2008.html' title='DYC 2008'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-3584527030430215564</id><published>2008-11-16T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T08:55:31.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SSBQYhX0azI/AAAAAAAAAHU/cRNFsHdURKc/s1600-h/PB150109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269299946228837170" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SSBQYhX0azI/AAAAAAAAAHU/cRNFsHdURKc/s200/PB150109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what i ate yesterday..hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SSBO3k8ZBAI/AAAAAAAAAHM/MTQfUnaTIQg/s1600-h/PB150103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269298280740226050" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SSBO3k8ZBAI/AAAAAAAAAHM/MTQfUnaTIQg/s200/PB150103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yen n i..eating golden ball..so nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SSBNU62EtyI/AAAAAAAAAHE/uvR5Us7iGWs/s1600-h/P1030459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269296585812260642" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SSBNU62EtyI/AAAAAAAAAHE/uvR5Us7iGWs/s200/P1030459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with jared.but why he stand so far away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SSBMrjfjuiI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ZuJCh1YnC8M/s1600-h/P1030457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269295875169172002" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SSBMrjfjuiI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ZuJCh1YnC8M/s200/P1030457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..what happen to june?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SSBMBhHcmTI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Y_kUj2QkGCA/s1600-h/P1030454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269295152976664882" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SSBMBhHcmTI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Y_kUj2QkGCA/s200/P1030454.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;TESL-ian (girls..)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-3584527030430215564?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/3584527030430215564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=3584527030430215564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/3584527030430215564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/3584527030430215564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-what-i-ate-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SSBQYhX0azI/AAAAAAAAAHU/cRNFsHdURKc/s72-c/PB150109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-7942990953393356238</id><published>2008-11-16T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T08:30:56.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>15/11/2008 -the day where my 1st year 1st sem ended officially...</title><content type='html'>Though it is 16 november today, i am just free to drop my feelings in my blog. Was busying with packing my things inside my room. Hmm..a lot of things to pack and bring back. Anyhow, i managed to stuck all the things into a bag and tomorrow, i am going to bring 1 luggage, 1 laptop bag and 1 small bag which i put in my bedshed and pillow case and also my blanket. Guess it is not too much..&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...hope to write something happened yesterday. WOW!!! Yesterday was my BIG day. Fu-Yoh! Yesterday was the final paper of my 1st year 1st semester final examination.Very happy and yet felt so lonely and helpless. WHy helpless? What am I going to do next? that was the question that ran through my mind yesterday as i finished my last paper. Though i became frozen in the DTC when the exam going on, i felt my blood freeze and my hand numbed. I don't know how but once i looked at my watch, i knew that the time running so fast, i have no time to think about my blood and my hand. i have to concentrate on my paper. "dik-dok-dik-dok"time passed so fast. When the invigilator announced that times out, I sighed with happiness. OH YES!!!finally, it's over!!!&lt;br /&gt;After the exam, we went to MidValley. THis is the 1st time TESL-ian go out together.We have 9 people altogether. We have Melissa, Shin Yen, Zhong Weng, Leslie, June, KeSin, Jared, Fei Mian and me. We went for our dinner at SuShi King. Hmm..i spent RM 17 for my dinner. Walaueh..if i know earlier that my kai jies they are going to mid-valley and have their dinner, i will go to eat with them..haha..guess will be much more cheaper. then, we seperated. I went to buy my swim suit and the magic cube that my dearest brother insisted me to buy. Hm..finally i found one swim suit that i love but yet, cause i have too much of fats, so it's really not nice at all. However, i brought it back. Hope it can stimulate me to put down my body weight during the 1 month sem break. Haha...Then we went to watch 10 promises to my dog. Fu yoh! that is the movie that i longed to watch so long ago. Finally, i watced it. It is so touch. I love the story line. Once again, i think of my family. My beloved mother and my siblings. I should spent more time with them. I have no regret that i planned to spend my sem break together with my family members. In the same time too, I think of my daddy. I missed him a lot and a lot. THough he had leave me for a long long time, and i have used to the condition without him, Yet, i will miss him once a while and hope to hug him. Where is he and how should i hug him?I really hope to hug him...that has been almost 10years i never hug him...&lt;br /&gt;Well, after the movie, we took a RM12 taxi to get back to Za'Ba. Oh my God, it is 3 times the price of the fare we used to take during day time. Hmm...those taxi drivers really pandai kill people. I know they do this for their savings so that they can have more money to spend. But it's really too much. If RM10 is ok lar..huh!but what to do?so late at night, really have no taxi. Forced to take expensive taxi then..&lt;br /&gt;I slept around 2am then woke up at 12pm today. haha..so happy...but sleep too much make me feel so dizzy. Hmm...may be i have a long time never sleep so much d...haha..i guess so. I am so happy cause i have finish reading my novel. "my best friend's Girl". this is the first time i finish read an English book that i bought. First ever time. I love it..&lt;br /&gt;have to go...tomorrow 11am i am going back to TI. OH YES!!so happy...&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;KaiChur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-7942990953393356238?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/7942990953393356238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=7942990953393356238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7942990953393356238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7942990953393356238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/11/15112008-day-where-my-1st-year-1st-sem.html' title='15/11/2008 -the day where my 1st year 1st sem ended officially...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-237858590031394605</id><published>2008-11-13T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:36:13.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm..last paper coming...fight for it..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Just finished the exam of the papers Writing about Literature which i think is the hardest paper that i sat in this sem(not known yet as i still have a paper yet)and PJK. PJK was great as what we spotted came out exactly. So, i answered with confident. GUess, this is the only paper that i have the most confident. Then, in the evening, Chee Kee phoned me and asked me to a dinner and in the same time, meet his sister in law--Lee Eng. I have a long time have not meet with Lee Eng, almost 7 months i guess. So, it's really a great news that came on time. I can relax myself and in the same time meet with an old friend besides have a ride on Chee Kee's new Honda Civic. haha..how great it was. After the dinner, Chee Kee, Chee Aun and Lee Eng brought me to the Elken Training Centre in Kuchai Lama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow..i had a nice seminar last night at Elken training Centre at Kuchai Lama. Thanks to Chee Kee who brought me there. At first, i thought it will be just be an ordinary dinner with Chee kee, Chee Aun and Lee Eng. But, it turns up to be a seminar at Elken training centre where i first time been there. The title is about how to manage a group in Elken. Though i not started to be a direct saler of Elken yet, i found that the seminar is really usefull in every aspect of our lives. i have learnt how to organize a group. Besides, it broden my view in Elken. A great job oppotunity. But, i have no time now as i have to concentrate on my study. So, is a NO for me to try that. However, i have planned to take up the job after graduate. haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THen, around 11.30pm, Chee Kee fetched me back to UM. Thanks to Chee Kee cause fetch me all the way home and helped me find cake for my friend's birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i reached college, it's around 12am. Hmm..we celebrated Zhong Weng's birthday together with the marbel cake that i bought from 7-11 and lollipop as the candle. I guess that was the most special birthday cake that we have ever see. HAHA..thanks for my creativity. Hmm..suddenly proud of myself. HAHA..ngek ngek...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SR0buMLt7CI/AAAAAAAAAGs/1lvM4zFRHKY/s1600-h/DSC00801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268397619451653154" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SR0buMLt7CI/AAAAAAAAAGs/1lvM4zFRHKY/s200/DSC00801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, today, supposingly i have to finish study Pn.Norini's paper, Methodology in Literature class. but i not finish yet. Haiz.no mood to touch the notes. Don't know why. may be this is the effect of last paper. haha...Today got a big big big bad news where my dear Dr. Rashid who had promised to let us know about the result of our final today doesnt put up the result. What the...i hate lar...huh!..lucky i clever, ask him before i walk there. if not i will waste my energy to walk there for NTH...huh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oklar.gona study d...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kaichur&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-237858590031394605?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/237858590031394605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=237858590031394605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/237858590031394605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/237858590031394605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/11/hmmlast-paper-comingfight-for-it.html' title='hmm..last paper coming...fight for it..'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SR0buMLt7CI/AAAAAAAAAGs/1lvM4zFRHKY/s72-c/DSC00801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-1459760358032095711</id><published>2008-11-11T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:50:01.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's going to end soon...my 1st year 1st sem</title><content type='html'>IVEUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpEWshEcoI/AAAAAAAAAEE/yUS59NAXi7U/s1600-h/DSC00781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267597870860890754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpEWshEcoI/AAAAAAAAAEE/yUS59NAXi7U/s320/DSC00781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IVEUR..what kind of language and what does it mean? IVEUR is a blend of 5 words. I LOVE YOU KAI CHUR. This name was given by someone whom I loved so much and who was the one that I never appreciate at all. Well, why suddenly I thought of the name which disappeared in my life for 2 years? All because of my linguistic lecturer, Dr.Rashid. I just studied about the word coinage in my linguistic which I have to use it in my exam today. I learnt it and it makes me think back of the name. IVEUR This name, Iveur, I love it since the day he gave me. Anyhow, I never appreciate it. Just because of I was too scared of my mother who doesn’t like him since the first day we went out for a date, neither now my mother like him I guess. I decided to let go the relationship. For me, family is more important than other. But now I regretted. Anyway, it has been over for a long time. He has his own girl friend and quite close as well. While me, still remain single and available. Haha…what to do? Too fat and ugly…I was thinking, if that time I never let go, hmm…we will be together for 2years more…guess it will be a happy and nice relationship. Sometime I hate myself for doing the wrong decision. But what to do? It’s over. Over and over. If I have given another chance to choose again, I will choose him…that’s for sure…&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;12/11/2008&lt;br /&gt;It’s my buddy’s buddy’s birthday. Wow! This is the 1st time I celebrated birthday with her. She is such an adorable, charming and cute buddy’s buddy. Well, though my plan, which is to cheat her to go down to IS failed,(not to say failed, is just not that surprise for her), we enjoyed the birthday celebration so much. Especially with the video and with all those 3rd year seniors who made the celebration a great one. Haha… happy to know Sze Sze as my buddy. Not forget also, my dear buddy Jessica who helped me so much. It’s really a treasure for me to know both of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpGHyhP1AI/AAAAAAAAAEM/eOrOTYljmlU/s1600-h/DSC00792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267599813797467138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpGHyhP1AI/AAAAAAAAAEM/eOrOTYljmlU/s320/DSC00792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpGkXpBh5I/AAAAAAAAAEU/lrWsgvBwxOQ/s1600-h/DSC00793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267600304798533522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpGkXpBh5I/AAAAAAAAAEU/lrWsgvBwxOQ/s320/DSC00793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Both photos taken with my buddy and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grandbuddy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, my first sem of my first year passed soon when my exam end on 15 November 2008. It passes so fast as if I was just here yesterday, having my orientation in 7th college. Was still a blur blur girl who doesn’t know anything. Now at least, I know some of the attitude of the lecturer, I know a bundle of friends here, I know a lot of seniors who do care me always and help me a lot when ever I needed, and I know that I am not alone. I still can remember that when I first come into Za’Ba, I cried. When I bid goodbye to my mom in front of the Za’Ba gate, I cried. I was thinking, how I am going to survive without my mom around me, without my siblings to accompany me and so on. I have to stay in the room with another 2 strangers wh&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpHWychr8I/AAAAAAAAAEc/WZ3e_X5-VJU/s1600-h/DSC00327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267601170987331522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpHWychr8I/AAAAAAAAAEc/WZ3e_X5-VJU/s320/DSC00327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;om I don’t know at all on that time. How am I going to pass my orientation week which is described as worse as hell by my seniors? Those were what playing in my mind on that particular moment. However, I know I can cope with it. I told myself, not to cry. Life has to be continued and I have to make myself tough enough as the eldest daughter in the family and as the other hand of my mom. I shouldn’t let her worry anymore. I have to be tough and tougher. Yes I am. And I have done it. I was tough enough and now I am even tougher to overcome all the obstacles here alone.&lt;br /&gt;Wow! The time passes so fast and yes, I am now having my final exam for the first sem. Though it wasn’t the good as I know I can do it better if I put in more efforts. Well, as we all know, human usually will be lazy when it isn’t the time to face some problem. Yes, and I am that kind of people. Haha…I enjoyed myself very much in this sem. Starting from the orientation which is not cruel at all( for me, if I am to compare with other colleges, ours is the best), then CC supper night, CC talent night, CC Tanglung, CC trip and so on. I am glad that I knew a lot of seniors who help me a lot when ever I needed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpIPxtyGAI/AAAAAAAAAEs/sIAHmBUQQtk/s1600-h/DSC00409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267602150043817986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpIPxtyGAI/AAAAAAAAAEs/sIAHmBUQQtk/s320/DSC00409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My big hand, Peggywho is so cute and charming. She will laugh and laugh whenever I meet her in the corridor or toilet. She is so cute and thanks for treating me so good as your small hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, my buddy, Jessica. She really helps me a lot and whenever I need some not&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpK3OuLqqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/c_7bQR730wA/s1600-h/IMG_1965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267605026868275874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpK3OuLqqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/c_7bQR730wA/s200/IMG_1965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;es or books, she will never say no to me. So glad to have you as my buddy. Then my buddy’s buddy, Sze Sze. Who gives me a lot of advises whenever I needed. Thanks both buddies. I love both of you. May our relationship will be strengthen and grow stronger.&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpMBs2KpcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V5QzAWoZ6NI/s1600-h/DSC00777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267606306265146818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpMBs2KpcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V5QzAWoZ6NI/s200/DSC00777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, still have some people I would like to convey my sincere appreciation to. My roommates, Wei Yin and Sing Ee. Thanks for always help me “ta pao” my 3 meals when I felt lazy to go to Dewan Makan to take my meals. You all are really great roommates. Though I rarely stay in the room when I rushed for my assignments, and when I reached the room, you have slept soundly. Both of you never complaint that I make some noises or off the light too late at night. Thanks and I really enjoyed the time being with you all especially when we all cracked jokes together. Haha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpMVf6BDpI/AAAAAAAAAFM/eIgscEFDeGw/s1600-h/DSC00679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267606646389018258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 114px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpMVf6BDpI/AAAAAAAAAFM/eIgscEFDeGw/s200/DSC00679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, I would like to say thanks to my dear half-roommate plus coursemate, Shin Yen. Thanks for accompanying me whenever I needed and help me to check my grammar mistake. It’s really nice being with you and I really have good time with you. Besides, because of your “balia-ness” I relaxed a lot whenever we are busy with our stuffs and assignments. Thanks for accompanying me whenever I want to go to toilet and bath. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpNB7bgIZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FLzZn1kSQB0/s1600-h/DSC00599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267607409691468178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpNB7bgIZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FLzZn1kSQB0/s200/DSC00599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, another one would be Zhong Weng who used to have a long chatting time with me in the night time where we shared our stories and our religion. Though we both are from different religion, she is a Christian while I am a Buddhist, we never quarrel or fight for anything. We are peace.haha..I love to talk to you, Zhong Weng and enjoyed hanging out with you. You are like a blur but smart type of girl. Glad to know you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpNmg8_W7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/tVOlQwYWeVQ/s1600-h/DSC00577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267608038239329202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpNmg8_W7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/tVOlQwYWeVQ/s200/DSC00577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, the nosiest FM, Fei Mian, which is not fat at all and always blur and act like a 3 years old girl. Though sometimes you did make me feel like want to kill you because of you blurness, I am glad to know you and worked together with you which we will ended up chit chat via MSN when we did our assignments and that’s why we used to have last-minute work. Haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpN3Q9FtfI/AAAAAAAAAFk/VTguiK24kcA/s1600-h/DSC00686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267608326002554354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 114px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpN3Q9FtfI/AAAAAAAAAFk/VTguiK24kcA/s200/DSC00686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It’s you turn, my ideal student, Marina Melissa Ng, so called Nagalingam, who used to crack joke and be the happiest one when we were stress for our assignments to entertain all of us in the group. Thanks ya. And you are so nice who will comfort me whenever I am stress and try to put off my fire whenever I feel angry. Thanks yo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpOJJHs5oI/AAAAAAAAAFs/csYbFfnx7Ns/s1600-h/DSC00678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267608633137227394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 114px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpOJJHs5oI/AAAAAAAAAFs/csYbFfnx7Ns/s200/DSC00678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sangitha, an Indian girl who has her own thinking and will express it out, is another coursemate plus assignment-mate. Well, though we used to end up with a small quarrel or black faces, hope it doesn’t affect our friendship. As we both are like earth and mars which couldn’t come together sometime as they will bombard each other and the world will gone like that. Haha…anyway, Thanks to Sangitha. Sincere thanks from me as you taught me a lot of grammar which I am very weak in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpO_3unpUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8bGiVK5xVRg/s1600-h/DSC00630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267609573361427778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpO_3unpUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8bGiVK5xVRg/s200/DSC00630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess someone has been waited so long to read his name. Ya, it’s you, my so called “daddy” in 7th college, Jun Hong. He became my daddy since the CC trip. Nice having you as my daddy. Though you scolded me always, don’t let me eat supper so often( I know that is for my own good so that I won’t grow fatter and fatter), used to advice me with your own opinion, you are so nice and used to comfort me whenever I feel scare of feel not safe and also thanks for helping me whenever I need. Thanks all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpPXLx0NOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/HB9AFGeFw1U/s1600-h/DSC00608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267609973880534242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpPXLx0NOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/HB9AFGeFw1U/s200/DSC00608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beside daddy, I would like to express my deepest and sincere thanks to my mummy in 7th college, Nana. Thanks for supporting me when exam arrived and “sayang” me this little baby so much. Haha. Though you are forced to take me as you daughter, you treat me so great as I am your real daughter. Thanks. Nice knowing you. I love you both, daddy and mummy. Hope both of you will not forget this baby, your daughter after both of you has moved out from 7th college. Promise? Ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm..who else?my neighbours..ya..my neighbours. CHia Xin, See Teng, Fish, Anna, Joee, Bao Jun, Theresa, Xiao Feng, CHai Ling, Pei Yun,and Hui Ing. Thanks for treating me so good. though in the row we stay just me, 1 room is junior, u all never treat us like stranger but like your own family member. so glad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then..my fake big hand, joseph, Andy, Hui chin, Aik Kent, Soon Peng, Suet Wah, thanks for accompanying and write letter with me. Besides, thanks for sharing with me your own experiences and also stories. i enjoyed them very much. Especially soon peng and suet wah. both of you give me a lot of morality support. thanks a lot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpPsrRyZXI/AAAAAAAAAGE/NhkNtBbTAKA/s1600-h/DSC00586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267610343113385330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpPsrRyZXI/AAAAAAAAAGE/NhkNtBbTAKA/s200/DSC00586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpQUF03XsI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Aywqs9baak4/s1600-h/DSC00603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267611020254731970" style="WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpQUF03XsI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Aywqs9baak4/s200/DSC00603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpQogpm3VI/AAAAAAAAAGc/_G1jhuZ4uAk/s1600-h/DSC00624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267611371052653906" style="WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpQogpm3VI/AAAAAAAAAGc/_G1jhuZ4uAk/s200/DSC00624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpP8qqEhxI/AAAAAAAAAGM/s59koncD6ww/s1600-h/DSC00583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267610617824708370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpP8qqEhxI/AAAAAAAAAGM/s59koncD6ww/s200/DSC00583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpQ-QoQ5FI/AAAAAAAAAGk/7UjcdQngZ8g/s1600-h/DSC00622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267611744709174354" style="WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpQ-QoQ5FI/AAAAAAAAAGk/7UjcdQngZ8g/s200/DSC00622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmm..not forget also uncle balia, sze keong who always balia with me to let me destress..haha...though i know you balia with me is to see someone else next to me, haha..i don't mind.haha...as long as you can see her, u can tell me, i will balia with you de.haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, thanks to everyone i met in UM. Really a big family we are. Thanks a lot...Muaks.. i love You All..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KaiChur&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-1459760358032095711?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/1459760358032095711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=1459760358032095711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/1459760358032095711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/1459760358032095711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-going-to-end-soonmy-1st-year-1st.html' title='it&apos;s going to end soon...my 1st year 1st sem'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SRpEWshEcoI/AAAAAAAAAEE/yUS59NAXi7U/s72-c/DSC00781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-762994459751518403</id><published>2008-11-10T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T00:10:06.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3more papers to go..yeah...</title><content type='html'>Wow..today was a big shockcked and the funniest ever incident happened today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it? Well, the story should started of from yesterday. Once i woke up, i received a very very good news where the test for the next day is going to change from open book test to closed book test...haiz...what a big surprise once i woke up in the morning? then started to eat the books and notes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, the exam day..haiz...we have our questions and answers stappler together..wow..but if don't look at the answer, the questions were easy and we managed to answer. so no worry. haha...i got 39.6% over 40%..but yet, my assignment might pulled me down....i was so scared now...and ..for my writing about literature, my lecturer said that i am just fair in the subject and i have to work harder to get a better result..how?my english is poor, and literature some more..wow..scared...anyway, i will try my best. the stupid passing marks which had changed to 70% make me even worry. I will pass it...but not flying colour.maybe 71% or ngam ngam 70% i feel happy d....gambateh kai chur....jia you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-762994459751518403?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/762994459751518403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=762994459751518403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/762994459751518403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/762994459751518403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/11/3more-papers-to-goyeah.html' title='3more papers to go..yeah...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-8362131957419638140</id><published>2008-11-07T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T06:22:44.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy worm comes again...</title><content type='html'>yo...lazy worm comes to visit me again today. Stay in the room for the whole afternoon, i couldn't even study one chapter for my Linguistic which is going to have an exam next tuesday..how am i going to study in this lazy condition?haiz....lazy worm..lazy worm..go away, i don't love you!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-8362131957419638140?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/8362131957419638140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=8362131957419638140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8362131957419638140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8362131957419638140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/11/lazy-worm-comes-again.html' title='Lazy worm comes again...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-7325263479119760015</id><published>2008-11-05T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:51:42.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No mood wana study..</title><content type='html'>I really have no mood to study now...may be it is because of i hang out with friends in midvalley past two day...the spirit of studying ran away as i shopped my heart out..haha...i gona catch back the spirite..but who can help me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart flies to the 16th DYC somemore..haiz...i feel so scare about the camp...how am i going to handle the singing section in a better way? i still not very sure on how to sing the camp theme song and also other songs..who is going to help me?anyway, i know, gan and yingbin will help me out on that time. yet, i still feel not safe as my preparation is not good enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will it be for me if i continue like this?not study?i have a stack of thick notes to "eat" before next tuesday...i gona finish it by this sunday...how am i going to finish them?haiz...can the worm of laziness run away from me?go go go away, mood of laziness.....i don't want you....i want hardworking...&lt;br /&gt;jia you kai chur..im sure i can do it..&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;kaichur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-7325263479119760015?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/7325263479119760015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=7325263479119760015' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7325263479119760015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7325263479119760015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-mood-wana-study.html' title='No mood wana study..'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-6871968637595014817</id><published>2008-11-04T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T20:32:10.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>time flies...happy hours usually passed so fast..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was having a pack and hot study week last week. Why pack? because i have to swallow the Hubungan Etnik and Kemahiran Maklumat in 5days time. However, i managed to read all before the exam and revice twice in stead. It's hard to study in hot and stuffy room. I have been falling asleep many times while study and woke up in a very dizzy mood. It's really annoyed in stead. Anyway, i have overcome all this.&lt;br /&gt;Was in my uncle's house for last friday. Being closer to my little cousin sis, Xiao Yao. She likes me a lot.How I know? She can recomended me now and play with me once she see me. When i was not aroud, she will ask her maid, "jie jie?" I am so glad and happy for that. She is the youngest in our family. Yea, the youngest cousin i have. She is just 2 years old. I love to play with her and i love her so much. She looks exactly like me when i was young. Yes, it's real. Even her mom declared that too. When i was about 2-4 years old, I was that pretty. Haha..but now, ahem..is it become prettier or uglier? i think is uglier..haha...as i grow fatter and fatter...&lt;br /&gt;On last saturday, my aunt flied back from Hong Kong. Wow!lovely aunt is back.haha...it's a big happy news for me and family. I missed my aunt so much. It's has been about half a year we never meet each other. So, eventhough i m having my study week and i have to concentrate on my study, i went to my aunt's house to gather with my HK's aunt. What a big surprise when i went to KLIA..Then,she gave me a brand new watch as reward for my STPM result and successfully entered University of Malaya. It's a watch collaborate with the Olympic 2008 by Swatch. Wow!it cost HK$750, it's RM375..Wow! Thanks , San Yee...having a lot of fun with my cousin brother and cousin sister on Saturday. Felt so sad to leave on Sunday morning... &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SREc5ojdw0I/AAAAAAAAADU/3eDp8tRf358/s1600-h/DSC00738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265021215837111106" style="WIDTH: 70px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SREc5ojdw0I/AAAAAAAAADU/3eDp8tRf358/s320/DSC00738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SREdLJWzG_I/AAAAAAAAADc/BfVIzD5VH4I/s1600-h/DSC00747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265021516700130290" style="WIDTH: 103px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SREdLJWzG_I/AAAAAAAAADc/BfVIzD5VH4I/s320/DSC00747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SREfM7wAqsI/AAAAAAAAADk/BqaJi4kXZa0/s1600-h/DSC00766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265023746430773954" style="WIDTH: 91px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SREfM7wAqsI/AAAAAAAAADk/BqaJi4kXZa0/s320/DSC00766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SREf4x2CMKI/AAAAAAAAADs/9J5bE370Lqw/s1600-h/DSC00754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265024499685929122" style="WIDTH: 94px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SREf4x2CMKI/AAAAAAAAADs/9J5bE370Lqw/s320/DSC00754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SREgtYk-GUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Nsd4GwKBiEM/s1600-h/DSC00755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265025403436538178" style="WIDTH: 82px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SREgtYk-GUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Nsd4GwKBiEM/s320/DSC00755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SREhcnn1auI/AAAAAAAAAD8/M7WuC3MKWao/s1600-h/DSC00767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265026214928935650" style="WIDTH: 109px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SREhcnn1auI/AAAAAAAAAD8/M7WuC3MKWao/s320/DSC00767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, I'm back in college on Sunday afternoon. Well, start to eat books again started from the evening. Eat what? Hubungan Etnik again. Huh!so tiring...lucky, my dear "brother", Kai Yang, phoned me from Miri. Cracked a lot of jokes with me and actuallyl, the main purpose of calling me that night is to persuade me as he makes me angry. Haha..but he failed....Haha...It has been a long time i never have such a long chat with him. Nice and warm...&lt;br /&gt;OMG, monday, exam time...so nervous. but yet, it's over. Fu Yoh!...the Hubungan Etnik, haiz...why was it so detail?i wasn't read detail enough before this. Haiz..before started the exam, i was very nervous, But when i saw my lecturer, Dr. Wendy, it's kinda of release. Destressed....Don't know why, she will always give me a kind of feeling, that is release and save...thanks Dr.Wendy...hope i scored well in ur paper..haha&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Tuesday, enjoyable day. Was having an outing with Zhong Weng and Shin Yen. We went to Midvalley!haha..it's really a sin as other are struggling with their study and we enjoy ourselves in the shopping mall and cinema as well. Our main purpose of going out is 1, Relax..2, buy presents for our friends who are going to celebrate their birthday soon...3, to cut my watch as it's too long for me..4, watch movie...5, eat something nice. Haha...well, we watched teh Thunder Tropic. it was a very very very very balia movie i should say.. i fall asleep for the first 15 minutes.haha..but i woke up after that lar...then watched the movie, not really fun, but it had a lot of jokes..enjoy lar...actuallly...then, went to shope for books...i bought a lot of books..wow!!! am i crazy. Yes i am..hope i can finish those books in my sem break. I really needs a lot of reading...I m very poor in my English...&lt;br /&gt;Well, Tuesday is my happiest day. except hangging out with ZW and SY, i was happy that someone i care and care very much SMS me while i was having my shopping. He told me that he might be going to help in the camp. i was so surprise and happy. wow!he said, if need any help, just give him a phone call. haha.then i flirt with him said if i need someone to put me to sleep,sing a lullaby for me and tell me a story before i sleep, will he come to the camp and do so? he say yes, even want him to accompany me for the whole life also can. So sweet. Though i know that it's just a jokes, i feel warm and how i hope it will be true...i still can't get rid of him from my heart. since we first met until he says he likes me and then we ended up with nothing then recently started to contact again...it's a long long story...yet, i still like him deep in my heart. my friends who know about it will ask me to let go,if i don't let go, i will always haunted...I tried.but i can't. I don't know why i like this person so much..i really don't know..but yet, im trying to adapt myself...in new environment..hoping for a new one to come. but no...so sad....&lt;br /&gt;well, gona start study today. it will be a tough week next week. 4papers...the tougher papers are all behind...Jia YOu KaiChur..i can do IT....&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;KaiChur&lt;br /&gt;a.k.a pig or lazy or CYNTHIA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-6871968637595014817?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/6871968637595014817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=6871968637595014817' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/6871968637595014817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/6871968637595014817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-flieshappy-hours-usually-passed-so.html' title='time flies...happy hours usually passed so fast..'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SREc5ojdw0I/AAAAAAAAADU/3eDp8tRf358/s72-c/DSC00738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-2030086028339210654</id><published>2008-10-30T03:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T03:39:31.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gained weight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SQmOWpuCP2I/AAAAAAAAACs/BaUP6-R8EXY/s1600-h/DSC00684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262894159366340450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SQmOWpuCP2I/AAAAAAAAACs/BaUP6-R8EXY/s320/DSC00684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phew...i was a fat girl..no, i should say, im a fat girl until now instead..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's even worse nowadays, i guess, my weight is up to 56kg..Wow..amazing...some of my guy seniors are even lighter than me.Oh my god...how can it be? that's why, seniors and friends here will either call me Fei Mui or Kai Chu..or even just 1 word, PIG...well, i accepted it..as im really tat fat..haha...i dont know what is the thing that make me become so fat in University. People used to say that they will grow thinner after they entered university. Why i become fatter and fatter? haiz...i don't know why also..haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, hope can loose some weight while sem break...if not, i really become a big pig d..hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here by to wish all my beloved friends, GAMBATEH in EXAM..FINAL countdown..then we can go back and yum cha together....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SQmOnt4T_-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/aEFJUKmhyJ8/s1600-h/DSC00698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262894452540964834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SQmOnt4T_-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/aEFJUKmhyJ8/s320/DSC00698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SQmOnt4T_-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/aEFJUKmhyJ8/s1600-h/DSC00698.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THis is the picture i took recently when i went back to TELUK INTAN...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess where is it..hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kaichur&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/8423418814673431961-2030086028339210654?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/2030086028339210654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=2030086028339210654' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2030086028339210654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/2030086028339210654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/10/gained-weight.html' title='Gained weight...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/SQmOWpuCP2I/AAAAAAAAACs/BaUP6-R8EXY/s72-c/DSC00684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-7768834275054957437</id><published>2008-10-28T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T05:05:45.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Study week..</title><content type='html'>Finally, it's my turn to find out what study week is actually. I used to listen my seniors tell me they are having study week and back to hometown and do some revision. THen i never have that feeling before. Now, i have it...feel so lazy to study..the room is so stuffy in the afternoon. but yet, i have to start study as time is so short for me...im aiming for the dean list....though, what those seniors said, TESL-ian wana achieve dean list is harder than pursuing a Ph D course....well, i want to try my luck anyway...and i have bet with my beloved Brother, Kai Yang that i will get a dean list, if not i have to give him a treat. So, i gona work for it...besides, i already promise my Daddy in my college to study hard too..so, im a good daughter, i will surely achieve what i have promised...hehe...daddy, u don't dota again lar..ur dean list must maintain ya..(hope he read my blog)..haha...ok lar..got to stop...&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;kaichur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-7768834275054957437?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/7768834275054957437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=7768834275054957437' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7768834275054957437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/7768834275054957437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/10/study-week.html' title='Study week..'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423418814673431961.post-8764565117552723974</id><published>2008-10-25T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T09:18:42.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Human and Animal...</title><content type='html'>Just watched a movie...it's about how a dog save the life of a family in Japan during the 2004 earthquake. while watching the movie, i felt so sad and touch...first of all, it let me think of my dear daddy. The one who plays the role of daddy, looks like my daddy. Really...it makes me think of him...it has been almost 10years i didn't see my daddy d...i miss him so much...miss his voice,his face, his hugs...Daddy, where r u now? i really miss u....&lt;br /&gt;then...as the story going on, i was so suprised with the little girl, named ah~ya..she is so tough and so lovely, she has the kind heart that an adult will not have. She will think of question such as, "does doggie has parents?if they have no parents, they will be very lonely,aren't them?"she also raised up a question that touched my heart.when the earthquake happened, she was with her grandfather and almost lost their life. luckily, the little dog,mali save them.she asked "y can't save mali as well?she is so pity..she has no parents"...we as human,or an adult, will not even think of wana save a little dog when facing such an accident where life of human is more important..isn't it human and animal both the same?can breath, has their own life, can survive?y sumtime we chose to sacrisfy the animal?&lt;br /&gt;I am not a kind person neither a person who love animal. as i scare dogs, cats, snakes...any kind of animal, i feel scare of them..though i think they are cute, once they come near me, they aren't cute anymore.my friend always scold me, my size is thousands times bigger than those animals, why i so scare of them?i also don't know...&lt;br /&gt;back again, the feeling of missing my dad is even stronger when it comes to the scene where the father try his very best to save his children and also find them when they were lost in the forest. i think of my dad again. And the dad used to say sorry to his children...my dad did so too...i stil remember once my daddy scolded me, at night, he came and kissed on my forehead and say, "kaichur, sorry ya, daddy doesn't mean to scold u so fierce, if u not naughty daddy wont scold u, u must be guai guai ya.."there was once, where my dad wrote a letter to me when he was working in China, i still remember the very sentences:"kaichur, u r the eldest daughter of daddy and mommy, u must take up the responsible of daddy to look after ur siblings while daddy not around and work hard in ur study. try to help mommy in household chores as well.u r the daughter that daddy love and love and love so much..." everytime, i read until this line, my tears will roll down like water fall...Daddy, i know...but i never try my best..sorry daddy....if u r still here, hope that you will feel glad with what i have achieved so far. though it is not a very good result, at least, i fulfill ur dream, that is enter UM..i done it...daddy, i manage to do it....&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, i miss you...i really miss you....&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU..&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;kaichur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8423418814673431961-8764565117552723974?l=kaichur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/feeds/8764565117552723974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423418814673431961&amp;postID=8764565117552723974' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8764565117552723974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423418814673431961/posts/default/8764565117552723974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaichur.blogspot.com/2008/10/human-and-animal.html' title='Human and Animal...'/><author><name>K@i ChuR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201419760926855936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4DcKWJnXylw/TNzRn51Nd2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/tMW8Dez6Z8s/S220/Image0802.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
