<?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-1518177671368825847</id><updated>2011-11-17T09:20:06.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Light In The Dark</title><subtitle type='html'>Jesus said, "I am the light of the world. He who follows Me shall not walk in darkness, but have the light of life."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>111</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-5933024590807596327</id><published>2011-09-06T17:14:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T18:12:48.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>J.u.L.y. B.a.L.i. T.r.I.p</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We have bought the air tickets last year around August if not mistaken. I thought it’s hard for a year to pass… But it wasn’t!! Now, we have been there and back from Bali and move on with life… =( But the memories we had in Bali stay in mind forever!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I have to say I love that place!!! It’s peaceful and relaxing… I just felt 3 days there weren’t enough and I wish to go there again soon… Besides, the trip was memorable because of the companions as well. We had so much fun together even though our planning was quite last-minute. But it did turn out smooth… After all, it was meant to be a free-and-easy trip… And I have to mention as well that the air fare was super cheap! We got it at RM 169 with sky bus fare and insurance. Not bad huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So let’s start with our experience in Bali!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zb6tHOTgSPQ/TmXqCHa6bCI/AAAAAAAAAoI/911YBV-QFio/s200/photo%2B%252816%2529.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649178629678722082" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;From top left corner (Clockwise): Derrick, Jinny(me), Aaron, Sze-Lyn, Jeremy(middle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Above is the photo of the “Legendary Five” in this Bali Trip…. Hahaha…. It was supposed to be “Legendary Seven”… T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Below, on the left was where we had our first meal in Bali. Probably I was too hungry, I thought the food was quite good! The chicken and the quill eggs were yummy… And the price ain’t that expensive. That piece of chicken was a whole chicken thigh! Not bad I guess? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6uvwa5Vc9mw/TmXpCdVGFaI/AAAAAAAAAmo/m7-WhjAlXZ8/s200/photo.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649177536048272802" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VLS8skgxzrk/TmXpHDZTlFI/AAAAAAAAAmw/DFFsJu257iM/s200/photo%2B%25285%2529.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649177614985958482" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gKTIcQhH0wk/TmXqBo7Nw_I/AAAAAAAAAnw/2Bqv_UYoI5c/s200/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649178621492708338" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Left: The place we had dinner --&amp;gt; Nasi Pecel Bu Tinuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Middle: Layout of the Family Suite in Jati Homestay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Right: Some photos taken with Dewa who is the owner of the homestay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;That is Jati Homestay in the middle. The place we stayed while we were in Ubud, Bali for 2 nights. We arrived at Denpasar Airport around 9.30pm. So Dewa(owner of the homestay who picked us up from airport) suggested us to have dinner nearby before going to Ubud. By the time we reached Ubud, it was about 11.30pm. The town was dead quiet! All the shops were closed except convenient stores and there was one just right outside our homestay. From the main road, we will need to walk down a dark (because the lights were off already) alley and take few turnings before we could reach the destination. I was thinking, “Oh man, what kind of place we are staying…” But when we finally reached the destination, we found the place was surprisingly good! It was simple but very comfy! We took the family suites which consist of one single bed and one double bed with attached bathroom in each suite. Outside each room, there is a small area with sofa and coffee table where we can hang out. The rooms are all facing paddy field which make us feel so close to nature. There is also a small dining area where everyone has breakfast before going out to explore Bali. We can also hang out there at night when all the shops are closed. WiFi is available at the dining area. Oh, it's only about RM20 per person per night!!! Cheap right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FIRST DAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZX3nM8eke6k/TmXpNil6qyI/AAAAAAAAAm4/i6dAAIrLIbM/s200/photo%2B%25286%2529.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649177726439566114" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TtB6DU7fGN8/TmXpd5NHu4I/AAAAAAAAAnA/kHzB_kHofhk/s200/photo%2B%25287%2529.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649178007387487106" /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UQYqbvithqI/TmXpd_GR39I/AAAAAAAAAnI/WUHnoOYI08A/s1600/photo%2B%25288%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UQYqbvithqI/TmXpd_GR39I/AAAAAAAAAnI/WUHnoOYI08A/s200/photo%2B%25288%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649178008969404370" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Left: Goa Gajah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Middle: Tirta Empul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Right: Coffee Plantation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Our first stop was Goa Gajah (left)which you won’t get to see “gajah” (&lt;i&gt;elephant&lt;/i&gt;). The reason why it is called “Goa Gajah” is the entrance of the cave where the believers do their meditation looks a little like elephant. Bali made up of mostly Hindu which explains why there are so many temples around. When we visited the temples, we had to wear “sarung” if our bottoms are shorter than the knees, be it guys or girls. This is to show respect to the Gods. Then we went to Tirta Empul Temple (or Holy Spring Water Temple), shown in the middle. Believers would come here to take a dip in the holy spring water pool for good luck or to wash away the bad luck. But burnt offerings have to be made first before entering the pool. After that, we went to a coffee plantation (right) where “Luwak or Luak coffee” is produced. Sadly, that little fella (Mr. Luwak) was sleeping while we were there, so we couldn’t take a clear photo of it. We also got to taste Bali coffee, cocoa drinks, lemon grass tea, ginger tea and honey lemon tea for free. For Luwak Coffee, you will then need to pay to taste it. It’s Rp 30,000 which is about RM 10 per cup. It tastes different from the normal coffee. It’s more aromatic and not really bitter without any sugar. I prefer it without sugar. =) You can see from the photo how indulged I was… Hehe… They should ask me to act in their ads if they have. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SIzBI8WoilI/TmXpeAdgbII/AAAAAAAAAnY/6uIq9LdEa_E/s200/photo%2B%252810%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649178009335262338" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px; " /&gt;   &lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ojjdb1q_dVc/TmXpeBt-sHI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/kDbZowmpqdk/s200/photo%2B%25289%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649178009672790130" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Left: Lunch @ Volcano Kintamani (left three) &amp;amp; Paddy Tegallalang (right three)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Right: Spa &amp;amp; Massage @ Verona Spa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then we went to Kintamani Volcano to have our buffet lunch. The food was just ok and quite expensive. The main attraction is that you get to look at the volcano as you take your lunch. BUT, it was raining and cloudy and foggy when we were there… =( Potong steam!!! But the weather was very chilling, so we had to wear jacket. Me and Jeremy only, to be exact. Then we took a long ride to see paddy field! Tegallalang Paddy!!! Initially, we were thinking, “Paddy fields in Malaysia tak cukup banyak ke? Especially for me who come from Kedah! Haha…. But I must say that was different!! And you must go there to see the difference. That’s why I didn’t put a clear photo of it. =P Then we took long ride again back to Ubud town where we went for massage and spa at Verona Spa (right). According to our tour guide, Mr. Wayan, that was actually Javanese Massage, not Balinese Massage. But I believe we all had quite an experience. The atmosphere was good, just that their massage is not “kuat” enough. For an one-and-a-half-hour massage and spa, it's only about RM 45 if I still remember correctly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-znzZqQ_OcF4/TmXpeC1UDdI/AAAAAAAAAng/4DiAG0WCIag/s200/photo%2B%252811%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649178009971985874" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px; " /&gt;   &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uTmrSAwQ2_I/TmXqBXcFRHI/AAAAAAAAAno/NcgKjK-WXQ8/s1600/photo%2B%252812%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uTmrSAwQ2_I/TmXqBXcFRHI/AAAAAAAAAno/NcgKjK-WXQ8/s200/photo%2B%252812%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649178616798725234" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Left: Dinner @ Bebek Bengil (Highly recommended!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Right: Birthday celebration for Babe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After the massage, we decided to walk around town and head to the famous, strongly recommended by many and legendary restaurant by ourselves. It is none other than Restaurant Bebek Bengil (Dirty Duck Diner). This restaurant is of course famous of its duck. We got to try Crispy Duck which really tasted AWESOME!!!! The duck is so crispy that you can also eat the bone!! We ordered three different sets to share among five. The other two were Deep Fried Chicken rice and Balinese Nasi Campus. All were tasty!!! Must try~~ I like the atmosphere of the restaurant as well. Too bad all the Tatami type of tables were all reserved. Besides, we didn’t get to try the Smoked Whole Duck because that requires one day reservation in advance. =( After dinner, we decided to buy some cakes for supper from the bakery opposite the restaurant. But the main reason we were buying cakes was to CELEBRATE BABE’s BIRTHDAY!!! Surprise!!! Haha… I hope he was surprised because his birthday was supposed to be 3 days later. Hah! We had a simple celebration at the homestay for him. And I surprised him AGAIN by dropping his DSLR onto the floor!! =P (Sorry sayang…) After the celebration, we continued with our favorite game of the trip – Chor Dai Dee and also transferring photos from all three cameras to laptop!! Also, thanks to the convenient store located not far from our homestay, we managed to get some supplies like supper and drinks to help us get through the night! =)&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SECOND DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QhpHIcWAK_c/TmXqBhct2qI/AAAAAAAAAn4/fRY24H3Qmxs/s1600/photo%2B%252814%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QhpHIcWAK_c/TmXqBhct2qI/AAAAAAAAAn4/fRY24H3Qmxs/s200/photo%2B%252814%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649178619485739682" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gjEkXJwNOiI/TmXqB3UdLTI/AAAAAAAAAoA/mhcfljpDs3k/s200/photo%2B%252815%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649178625356672306" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MIWBbi1jSAU/TmXrQPj4IeI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/83O3x3mEsVI/s200/photo%2B%252817%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649179971893600738" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px; " /&gt;     &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iW3VTkNX1YE/TmXrQcRY6VI/AAAAAAAAAoY/x19Y64r2UUM/s200/photo%2B%252818%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649179975305718098" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Top Left: Lunch @ Babi Guling Andi Jaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Top Right: Pura Ulun Danu Bratan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Bottom Left &amp;amp; Right: Tanah Lot Temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;First stop of the day was Ubud market which I did not have much photos for this place because I was too busy shopping. =P It was our first experience shopping in Bali and we have not learnt the art of bargaining yet. I think I was “slaughtered”. Well, then I learned the lesson. But I have to say that it can be quite scary shopping in Bali. Some of the shop owners can be quite scary. Besides, my friends are correct. You MUST bargain to reduce the price to at least 50 to 70% of the price they offered! After the shopping spree, we left Ubud to continue exploring Bali. We spent a lot of time in the van for the second day because all the places were quite far apart. Photo on top left was the Babi Guling which everyone also said must try even though not very nice because it is the famous delicacy in Bali. The restaurant that they recommended was Ibu Oka which was located in the Ubud town. However, our tour guide a.k.a drive suggested that we can go to the not so famous shop but they serve more authentic Babi Guling. With the many comments saying it’s not that tasty, hence we went with pretty low expectations I guess. And it turned out to be quite nice I would say!! We had one place each and ordered another two extra plates to share. It even transformed Miss Nichole Tan Sze-Lyn who doesn’t take pork! She actually ate more than I did. According to Wayan, every Balinese family rare pigs at home because they need to make whole Babi Guling during big occasion as offering to their gods. On the top right, it’s Pura Ulun Danu Bratan, a water temple. The weather there is quite chilling and windy even though the sun was shining brightly. We actually took many SS photos there. (SS = syiok sendiri) For bottom left and right, it’s the Tanah Lot temple which is famous for watching sunset. We were there for about 2 hours to wait for the sunset. So imagine how much SS photos we took again. =P But the cloud has blocked the view of a nice sunset… =( After dinner, we checked in to Tunes Hotel in Kuta and went to walk around the Kuta Town. It was more happening at Kuta. Even though most of the shops selling souvenirs and local stuff were closed, there were many outlets like Quiksilver, Hurley, Roxy, etc which opened until midnight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;LAST DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nAbqzL_zHdM/TmXrQYG26SI/AAAAAAAAAog/cPkZ_rBae0E/s1600/photo%2B%252819%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nAbqzL_zHdM/TmXrQYG26SI/AAAAAAAAAog/cPkZ_rBae0E/s200/photo%2B%252819%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649179974187804962" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R-nwZdz9zc0/TmXrQnMS2hI/AAAAAAAAAoo/bb210-3fARA/s200/photo%2B%252820%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649179978237139474" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px; " /&gt;   &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xhjZtLo8iMI/TmXrQ8-kupI/AAAAAAAAAow/UO0SsG8ksFk/s200/photo%2B%252821%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649179984085170834" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Left: Nusa Dua Beach &amp;amp; Turtle Island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Middle: Padang-Padang Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Right: Uluwatu Cliff Temple and Dinner @ Jimbaran Bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We all became beach boys and girls because we spent a lot of time at the beach. We had our breakfast in KFC and then headed to Nusa Dua Beach. This beach has more sea activities like diving, snorkeling, parasailing, jetskiing, etc. We chose to go to the TURTLE ISLAND where we got to play with the turtles. There’s nothing much there actually but just to feel more like tourists maybe? Hahaha… Derrick and babe tried out the Flying Fish after much bargaining with the locals. It’s all about bargaining… Haha! I was pretty tempted to try parasailing but it was stop due to low tide. =( After that, we went to the other end of Nusa Dua Beach to watch the Water Blow. Too bad I couldn’t find photos of this place to combine and upload. Will try. Then it was the Padang Padang Beach which was famous for surfing. I guess we were there at the wrong time of the day. It was very hot and the tide wasn’t suitable for surfing. Of course we were not there for surfing. We were there to check out the surfers… Hahaha!!! Then we went to Uluwatu Cliff Temple. Astonising!!! Awesome!!! Breath-taking… The scenery was so nice!!!! Of course I won’t show that much photos so you can go there and check out by yourself… But I do wish I have my own DSLR to take photos… =P The thing with this place is there were many monkeys who will snatch your personal belongings like spectacles, necklace, etc. You will need to pay the locals to buy fruits from them in order to exchange with the monkeys. But Wayan tried his best to protect us and keep reminding us to keep our spectacles first until we got to a “safe” place. Haha! Last stop of the day was dinner at Jimbaran Bay. Haha! We were so embarrassed I think! We were so stressed when we saw the menu because it was so expensive especially for the couple sets. Then the other menu is whereby the seafood will be chosen by us and weighed. It’s much cheaper that way but obviously all of us seldom go to the wet market. So we had no idea roughly how heavy a fish would be. So we thought it’s still going to cost us a lot. Wayan was stressed to see us stressed as well. But after choosing and weighing, we were relieved… Haha! The food was just ok but the environment was quite good. They all have a band that will go from table to table to sing songs according to the country you are from. But they came to our table and sang us a song none of us know. Haha!! We got back to hotel after that to shower before heading out for more shopping again… This time we did better in bargaining… We managed to buy a dress at about RM10… =P Then Aaron, Derrick and I went for massage and reflexology. While Sze-Lyn and babe decided to go back and rest awhile. But babe joined us later for shoulder massage too. After all that, we went back to hotel to play Chor Dai Dee again because we have decided to stay up for the night until our flight. We managed to wake Sze-Lyn up but I went to sleep after awhile. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After countless rounds of Chor Dai Dee, we were finally off to airport… Bon voyage, Bali!!! We will be come back here again!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It was indeed a great trip… And I am looking forward for the next one. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Oh…. It was babe’s birthday on 14&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; July. The day we flew back. Hope he did enjoy himself as much as I did in Bali…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Cheers…. (Opppssss…. Sound like Mangoyan!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Next up -----&amp;gt; Haven't thought of it yet... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-5933024590807596327?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/5933024590807596327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=5933024590807596327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5933024590807596327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5933024590807596327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2011/09/july-bali-trip.html' title='J.u.L.y. B.a.L.i. T.r.I.p'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zb6tHOTgSPQ/TmXqCHa6bCI/AAAAAAAAAoI/911YBV-QFio/s72-c/photo%2B%252816%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-8632391608753283143</id><published>2011-09-05T15:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T17:11:13.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S.e.P.t.E.m.B.e.R.</title><content type='html'>It's September now and there were many memorable events that happened for the past few months and I shall post about them separately... Because each of them are special!!! =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I cannot do all at the same time... But will try to keep up with the time.... So I shall start with Bali Trip in the next post!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-8632391608753283143?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/8632391608753283143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=8632391608753283143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8632391608753283143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8632391608753283143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2011/09/september.html' title='S.e.P.t.E.m.B.e.R.'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-3442617052583683487</id><published>2011-05-16T14:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T17:15:38.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B.i.R.t.H.d.A.y</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wanted to update my blog last week but Blogger was having some technical problems I guess where I can only read blog but cannot sign in to update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week was my birthday... The last time I blogged about my birthday was two years ago... Which wasn't that memorable... This year, I enjoyed my birthday... I have had a few simple but great celebrations with people I care and people who care for me. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had my pre-birthday celebration dinner on Tuesday with Babe because he has an important game the next day. We went to d'Italiane Kitchen at Jaya 33. Never really fancy Italian food, mainly because I didn't really like Italiannes. But d'Italiane Kitchen was good. We ordered a Spicy Beef Bacon Aglio Olio and Cheese Stuffed Beef. Both were nice! Probably we were both very hungry, hence the two dishes were just nice to fill our hungry stomach... The decoration and environment of the restaurant is simple but nice.... Perhaps I will let the picture speaks for it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LRl5JeE3zWE/TdDUmkHIRTI/AAAAAAAAAlI/rtybM1BL_ns/s1600/photo%2B%25281%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LRl5JeE3zWE/TdDUmkHIRTI/AAAAAAAAAlI/rtybM1BL_ns/s320/photo%2B%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607215295069963570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner, we decided to catch a movie since the night was still young. But we only have one choice at Tropicana City Mall because weekdays don't usually have many midnight show available. The others were already started showing when we arrived. Hence, we bought tickets for 11.00p.m. show. Since we still have quite long time before the movie, we went to have a drinks at Starbucks. When we went up, we were quite surprised with the amount of people who were going to watch that movie either.... It's a 11.00p.m. show, so I had my birthday countdown with Vin Diesel, The Rock and etc... Hehehe... Yeah, we watched Fast and Furious 5!!! I didn't watch the previous 4 episodes but I think this was quite nice~ After movie, babe sent me home. I saw him carrying a bag and wonder how come he brings his bag along... Then only I realizes that was my birthday present!!! A Deuter backpack for my outing or hiking which I have been wanting to get one since quite some time ago!!!! After he went home, I was just checking out the bag... and there's some more things inside the bag!! Haha!! I wonder what if I didn't check the bag and realize the gift inside... Hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bLZXr7wPToc/TdDZs_eCh8I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/CZCCa2M1hN8/s320/photo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607220903051167682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The next day I had lunch with my two lovely colleagues, Karen and Isabelle who purposely came to pick me up and bring me to have good food!!! =) After that they dropped me at Times Square to meet up with Babe for a short shopping time~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At night, I went to support Babe's game at Sunway Pyramid... Man, that game was super duper "chi kek"!!!! I really wished they won but it was a good fight though~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Friday afternoon, another colleague of mine gave me a treat of my favorite Japanese food at Sushi Tei... =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now, I am back at hometown to celebrate Belated Mother's Day and my Belated Birthday... Sis bought a cake from Penang... Nice one! It's Rum 'N' Raisin~~ "Someone" is really jealous that he didn't get to eat... Hehehe.... We had fried crab yesterday night and will be having different type of crabs again tonight... Wuahahaha..... I think all of us might die of high cholesterol.... =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-96WyrPeullI/TdDp6hs5xEI/AAAAAAAAAlY/aLhPF2R-Ddo/s320/photo%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607238727764657218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, to compensate "someone" for not getting to try the Rum 'N' Raisin cake, here's a home-made cake which still not sure whether it jadi or not.... Hopefully it does taste alright.... =) Else, I shall not let it spoil my image.... Hahaha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rf26EuQ2OG0/TdDqaZL1FRI/AAAAAAAAAlo/VWMLsWOhpi8/s400/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607239275234268434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 160px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess that's all for my birthday.... Thanks to all who have sent my warm and lovely birthday wishes.... I appreciate all of you!!!! &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-3442617052583683487?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/3442617052583683487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=3442617052583683487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/3442617052583683487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/3442617052583683487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2011/05/birthday.html' title='B.i.R.t.H.d.A.y'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LRl5JeE3zWE/TdDUmkHIRTI/AAAAAAAAAlI/rtybM1BL_ns/s72-c/photo%2B%25281%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-1694144989677135224</id><published>2011-04-21T12:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T13:21:31.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B.r.E.a.K</title><content type='html'>It's Thursday.... Tomorrow will be Friday and then comes weekend!!!&lt;div&gt;I do look forward for weekend... But then another new week comes after the weekend... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then another month... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then another year... Then.... Hahaha.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have to accept that time flies... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe not many people know that my parents divorced so many years ago... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stayed with mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't really kept in touch with my father since he decided not to give us monthly allowance...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Years back, he got a stroke... Then he stopped working... We visited him a couple of times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last year, he got another minor stroke... We visited him few times... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weeks ago, he got another stroke... We visited him at the hospital during the last trip back to hometown...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, he feels strange to me... He looked so much older and weaker... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stood in front of him, thinking hard what to say... I was told that he didn't speak since he admitted to hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even the doctor wasn't sure whether he does not want to talk or that he cannot talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I prayed for him before I left. The only I can do and he cannot stop me from doing so too. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tears almost came out when I was in the elevator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked myself many times, "Have I really forgiven him?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not sure of the answer. I want to, but I am not sure whether I have...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sure my sis has greater love than me. She visited him many times and kept updating us of his condition...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray for him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know about honoring our parents... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But "parent" = one who gives birth to or nurtures and raises a child; a relative who plays a role of guardian....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He does not feel like someone like that to me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I mad or angry at him? Honestly, no. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he still feels strange or not familiar to me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was not in my life for so long....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fact is, he is still my father. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom called yesterday and obviously she is not keen in knowing much or doing much for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know mom has not forgiven him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The good thing is that she doesn't hate him. At least not as much I think. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will keep praying for my father and that God will take control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must say I have a heavy heart, I struggle, I hesitate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray, Lord, to check my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder where do all the emo-ness come from?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch time is over soon and time to get back to work. =)&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/1518177671368825847-1694144989677135224?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/1694144989677135224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=1694144989677135224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/1694144989677135224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/1694144989677135224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2011/04/break.html' title='B.r.E.a.K'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-5394295805511145032</id><published>2011-04-18T09:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T11:02:06.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M.o.N.d.A.y.</title><content type='html'>Another new week~~ &lt;div&gt;As mentioned in the previous post, last weekend was rather relaxing... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe a little too relaxing that I am still not in the mood to start the new week... =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supposed to have a lunch appointment with my client but he is too busy today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had to cancel and re-schedule on another day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just got SMS from TSL saying that she will be in town for two days! Coolest!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time for some catching-up~~~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Better get back to work... Just wanted to clear my mind a bit... =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a good week ahead, people~~~  &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/1518177671368825847-5394295805511145032?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/5394295805511145032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=5394295805511145032' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5394295805511145032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5394295805511145032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2011/04/monday.html' title='M.o.N.d.A.y.'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-7254722491683179616</id><published>2011-04-16T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T19:22:31.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R.e.L.a.X.i.N.g W.e.E.k.E.n.D</title><content type='html'>It's nice to be able to sleep and wake up anytime I want. Saturday is usually the only day of the week I get to do so... Provided I do not have something on and it has been quite long I get to do so... =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just came back from One U after accomplishing the "task" given by babe... It is a difficult task but I had fun accomplishing though... =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was just browsing through friends' blog and then my own... Have been using the same old color for quite long... Just thought should give it a change... Wanted to make it colorful but it won't suit my blog title quite well... Tried pink and I am really not a "pink" person... Speaking of that, I should really get one thing that is pink in color and put it in my handbag... Want to know why? Haha! So that I won't miss another pink day of BR when I happen to be around any BR outlet on Wednesday.. =P I was in One U with babe on Wednesday and I wanted to get BR ice cream... I was ransacking my handbag just to find something pink and couldn't find any... =( Will pink nail polish count? Hmmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna have dinner with babe's family... I better start getting ready... I won't want the whole world to wait for me alone... =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-7254722491683179616?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/7254722491683179616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=7254722491683179616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/7254722491683179616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/7254722491683179616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2011/04/relaxing-weekend.html' title='R.e.L.a.X.i.N.g W.e.E.k.E.n.D'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-6257377114121781231</id><published>2011-04-09T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T00:50:59.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>Not sure there's still anyone reading my blog....&lt;br /&gt;Just thought wanna drop a "Hi!" to prove that I am still alive...&lt;br /&gt;Was trying to write more... But my brain is not functioning well at this hour....&lt;br /&gt;Proves that it's time to sleep....&lt;br /&gt;Good night~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-6257377114121781231?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/6257377114121781231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=6257377114121781231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6257377114121781231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6257377114121781231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-7905330300518385008</id><published>2010-12-15T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T23:06:01.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P.</title><content type='html'>Got a bad news today... A secondary school friend of mine committed suicide. &lt;div&gt;It was shocking to hear that... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was not very close with him, but a group of us went kayak and camping once before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have been hearing or reading many suicide cases these few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is this a trend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heard that he was in depression for quite some time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not understand what does it feel like to be in depression. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if I have been in depression also, it must be very mild one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thank God that He has seen me through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not know how much courage it takes to make a decision such as this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if you have the courage to take this step, why not use the same courage to live on and fight?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always believe that dawn comes after the darkest time of the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not know what caused his depression. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But on separate cases where people commit suicide because being dumped, that I really cannot understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just pray that other people who have read about all these cases will not be influenced and think that suicide is a good way out of trouble and sorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is worth-living. You will never know what you might find along the journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most important thing is that God will never plan an obstacle that you cannot handle in your life. You can be weary, but don't ever give up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter what, you can seek refuge and strength from the Mighty God who knows your name even before you were born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, I am still kind of in shock and feeling heavy for my friend's death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rest in peace, bro....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-7905330300518385008?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/7905330300518385008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=7905330300518385008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/7905330300518385008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/7905330300518385008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2010/12/rip.html' title='R.I.P.'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-6365928070783933132</id><published>2010-11-29T20:50:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T17:27:04.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>N.o.V.e.M.b.E.r</title><content type='html'>I have not updated my blog for quite awhile again, as usual...&lt;div&gt;I was quite busy this whole month. A lot of travelling involved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This month has been a very interesting and memorable month, though quite tiring and packed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many things happened. Maybe I should just list down few that are more important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Status changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, I am attached now. Many would have known already. For those who do not know yet, now you know. Haha... I am not sure whether I should "announce" like that here, but since I think he does not read my blog and not many people do also, so it's ok. =P Haha... He is a great blessing to me, so I want to share my happiness with people who care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Went &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;outstation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; alone for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;one week&lt;/span&gt; in Northern region. I felt excited because it was the first time I traveled alone like that. There were two seminars that I was involved, one in Pulau Jerejak and another one in Sungai Petani. Those were places that I am quite familiar of but still I got my mum and sis very worried about me that they call me few times a day. =) It's normal though for a girl to travel alone. It was quite tiring but fun!! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Home&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Went back home for two days before my trip to Penang. To surprise mum and she was surprised! =) Another reason was to go home and check on the flood condition. To make sure that our house is safe from flood. To get ready if the flood get worse. Had a good time at home, as usual. Home sweet home... Shared a lot with mum this time back. Shared with her about this &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;sweet guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I met here. Something I seldom do actually - sharing with mum about my relationship. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ShenZhen trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It was a company trip which I was there for work. It was quite fun also but at the same time quite tiring. This was my first company trip and I had many "first time" there, so it was quite a good experience also. Many people said that it's nice to shop in ShenZhen but I didn't manage to get anything during the shopping session. Hm... I was really trying hard to find something to buy, haha, but mission failed... Haha.... So sorry, people... At the end, I only bought few books back from ShenZhen Airport. Haha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Attended &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2 weddings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. One was my colleague -  Isabelle's wedding. Attended her dinner in Ipoh. Then went to Raub to be her "ji muis". She is the funniest and most sporting bride I have ever seen. Another was my LF friends - Erica &amp;amp; Yew Leong's wedding. Even though I have not known them for very long, somehow I felt that their wedding ceremony and dinner were very touching. I think that was the first wedding that almost made me cry. =P Somehow...  Wish these two couples stay sweet always and may God bless them abundantly~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this month is going to an end soon. Looking forward for December. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! A time to remember the great gift that has been given to us. A time to remind us to be a blessing to others. A time to be spent with our love ones. I am excited!!! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for now... I hope my next post won't be too long apart with this post... =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-6365928070783933132?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/6365928070783933132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=6365928070783933132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6365928070783933132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6365928070783933132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2010/11/november.html' title='N.o.V.e.M.b.E.r'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-3007332958156609954</id><published>2010-10-27T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T00:50:12.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>无奈</title><content type='html'>原来简单、单纯，一点都不容易。。。&lt;div&gt;当自己以为真的可以那么释然的时候，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;却发现心会隐隐作痛。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;那是久违了的感觉，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有点熟悉，却也有点陌生。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;老实说，我不喜欢那种感觉。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但我也知道，那是必经的阶段。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我想，会习惯的。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-3007332958156609954?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/3007332958156609954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=3007332958156609954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/3007332958156609954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/3007332958156609954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='无奈'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-2261540129893644375</id><published>2010-10-24T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T20:43:03.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>W.a.I.t.</title><content type='html'>Waiting is a hard process to go through.&lt;div&gt;Sometimes you won't know how long do you need to wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes you won't know either what you're waiting for will ever come around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I am learning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To wait, patiently, for God to reveal His plan for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Lord, have Your way..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-2261540129893644375?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/2261540129893644375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=2261540129893644375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2261540129893644375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2261540129893644375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2010/10/wait.html' title='W.a.I.t.'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-6247394655319076804</id><published>2010-09-26T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T00:00:07.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>W.e.E.k.E.n.D</title><content type='html'>Another weekend passed by... So quickly...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a good rest on Saturday... But I missed my colleague's Open House. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had plans for the day but all failed due to the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;rain&lt;/span&gt;. )= Wanted to swim, but it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;rained&lt;/span&gt;, so I can't swim. Wanted to go out and get some stuff, but it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;rained&lt;/span&gt;, so I was lazy to go out since my car was parked far away and I did not have umbrella with me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was supposed to sleep early, but ended up sleeping at 1 something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to church on Sunday morning. No choir practice today because it has been shifted to Friday night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a sumptuous lunch at Wong Kei with LF members as farewell for Hamid. Thanks to Edmund for the treat! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Planned to go for swimming again.... I did, but only for 15 minutes... )= It &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;rained&lt;/span&gt; again!!!! Isyk!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had dinner with Aaron and James at Cravings @ Sunway Giza. I ordered some grilled chicken with Vietnamese style rice which turned out to be quite &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;spicy&lt;/span&gt; and it tasted pretty much just the peppery taste... I can't take too &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;spicy&lt;/span&gt; food, because I will feel "pening". So it wasn't very good to me.... Aaron and James had Monster Burger... I am not quite sure how they like it... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then off to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Station One&lt;/span&gt; for some drinks... Hot drinks.... Haha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here am I now blogging before going to sleep... Hope to have good sleep without dreams.... Dreaming makes people feel tired...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good night.... Hope to have a good week ahead....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-6247394655319076804?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/6247394655319076804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=6247394655319076804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6247394655319076804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6247394655319076804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2010/09/weekend.html' title='W.e.E.k.E.n.D'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-1962497834112008518</id><published>2010-09-23T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T22:25:20.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Romans 12: 9~21</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; Let love be without hypocrisy.  Abhor what is evil. Cling to what is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; Be kindly affectionate to one another with brotherly love, in honor giving preference to one another;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; not lagging in diligence, fervent in spirit, serving the Lord;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; rejoicing in hope, patient in tribulation, continuing steadfastly in prayer;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; distributing to the needs of the saints, given to hospitality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; Rejoice with those who rejoice, and weep with those who weep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; Be of the same mind toward one another. Do not set your mind on high things, but associate with the humble. Do not be wise in your own opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; Repay no one evil for evil. Have regard for good things in the sight of all men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; If it is possible, as much as depends on you, live peaceably with all men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; Beloved, do not avenge yourselves, but rather give place to wrath; for it is written, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Vengeance is Mine, I will repay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;" says the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; Therefore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;If your enemy is hungry, feed him;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;If he is thirsty, give him a drink;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;For in so doing you will heap coals of fire on his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was really benefited from these verses that were shared during LF this week. Something for me to ponder upon for the week. It is not hard to understand. But it is not easy to be done in real life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you been applying this in your life? How are you going to apply it? (= ~Cheers~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-1962497834112008518?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/1962497834112008518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=1962497834112008518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/1962497834112008518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/1962497834112008518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2010/09/romans-12-921.html' title='Romans 12: 9~21'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-2668447468742576900</id><published>2010-09-18T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T18:48:36.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H.o.M.e.</title><content type='html'>I am back in &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hometown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! I did not realize that I am &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tired that actually I slept most of the time... =P We (Yan Wai, my bro and I) left PJ around &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.00a.m&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Yes, somehow we like to leave at this hour, because we can reach just in time for some breakfast. I drove first. I only managed to drive until Simpang Pulai and thank God my bro woke up just in time to take over. So I slept all the way from Simpang Pulai until Yan Wai's place and from his place till back home.... I have to say my bro is always the best! =P Back at home, I spent quite some time sleeping as well. I really have no idea how come I am so tired. Probably it's the hot weather. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being at home is always good~ But I have to agree that only being away from home then you will start to realize how warm home is... I remember I once read in a novel, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;离开是为了有回家的一天...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; This one of the reasons why I chose to work in PJ, a not-that-far-away land... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, time for dinner! And there's my favorite dish - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRABS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-2668447468742576900?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/2668447468742576900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=2668447468742576900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2668447468742576900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2668447468742576900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2010/09/home.html' title='H.o.M.e.'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-8767133294722670516</id><published>2010-09-17T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T14:23:57.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F.r.I.D.a.Y after Malaysia Day holiday~</title><content type='html'>It's Friday... and usually everyone will start feeling like weekend already. What more yesterday was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Malaysia Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.... So you have this holiday feeling that has not gone by yet together with the going-into-weekend mood that constantly make you feel not working at all.... To make it worse, it's a rainy day. I woke up this morning, wishing so that today's holiday as well so that I can indulge in nice sleep during a rainy day under my warm blanket on my not-so-cozy bed... I think many people struggled as much as I did... =P So I was late for work due to the heavy rain because I can't get to my car which was parked quite far away from my apartment. Had to "tumpang" my colleague's car to get my car. Thanks to the person who took my umbrella. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going back home this weekend. I believe it's gonna be a tiring trip. But thank God for the good rest yesterday. There have been plenty activities for the past 2 weeks. So some good rest would be nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before Malaysia day, Karen (my colleague) held a house-warming party at her place. Isa ( my another pretty colleague) and I went to help out straight after work. Not everyone who were invited turned up but the fellowship was &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;great&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! We had lots of fun there... We talked nonsense, made fun of each other, crapped a lot.... The whole house was so noisy and I think her neighbours must be terrified and worried by now~ Karen's daughter was there too... She's adorable. But sadly, she gets attracted to guys more... which should be normal I guess... Hm... But with my experiences at nursery for so many years, I managed to get her play with me at the end. The training all these years by my mum was not wasted. =P We had after party of course. I think the initial plan was go clubbing! Ok, I am not really a big fan of clubbing but I don't mind if going in a big group and have fun together. But eventually we went to &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Solaris&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again for pool. They taught me to play snooker. First time. Quite fun though. Just that the table is just too big for someone with short hands and short legs like me. Hah! All in all, it was a great time with all these funny colleagues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The office really looks empty.... with lots of echoes... haha.... I think it's time to get back to work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-8767133294722670516?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/8767133294722670516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=8767133294722670516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8767133294722670516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8767133294722670516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2010/09/friday-after-malaysia-day-holiday.html' title='F.r.I.D.a.Y after Malaysia Day holiday~'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-1479195231922483764</id><published>2010-09-13T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T14:44:56.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R.a.Y.a  B.r.E.a.K.</title><content type='html'>Raya break ended and I have started working today.... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have decided to stay back in PJ this time for the break for many reasons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to experience the very smooth traffic in KL.... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My break was full with activities... It was tired and I am really exhausted by now, but I really enjoyed all the time I spent with different people, especially with my dearest dearest friend, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LENE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; from Singapore!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Thursday night, few of us were invited by our colleagues to celebrate their husband's birthday together at Solaris. We played pool there. Some were quite pro, some (only me actually) was quite noob but I played, while some watched the noob buat lawak... =P It was really fun but I was quite tired that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning, I need to wake up very early because our cell group was going to hiking and waterfall. We went to &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lepok Falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; at Ulu Langat. I was so tired that I slept the whole way. So I can't tell how to go to the place. It took us nearly 2 hours to hike to the waterfall. Along the way, the many leeches slowed us down because we need to stop constantly for leech check and to remove the leeches from our shoes, legs, cloths, hands, etc. There's a pool at the waterfall and the water was really refreshing. We had a great time there playing with the fish, taking photos and eating lemang. The way back took shorter time. I have to mention that the weather was really good and it only started to rain on our way back to respective homes. Thank God!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, I decided to go watch movie with my &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt;. I did not even take a nap, just showered and changed. We wanted to watch Step Up 3 but the tickets were selling fast and with the queue we knew that we won't be able to make it. So we watched &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Going The Distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; instead. We got a little time to shop before the movie started. =P I won't say that the movie was very good. But it gave or reminded me of certain things. Some parts were really funny. I will just rate it as average... At least, it was not a movie that I feel regret watching it in cinema. =) Then we had supper at &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Sunway Giza&lt;/span&gt;. I have heard of this place for many times but that was the first time I went there. It looks quite happening there.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*So SL, YW and AA, I think I have found us a new hang-out place. Haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday, I got to meet my dearest best friend from Singapore. We have not seen each other for a long long time. We met during CNY but we didn't really get to sit down and catch up with each other. We have been mailing each other but&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nothing beats seeing each other in person and hanging out together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt; Haha... We were used to be known as lesbian during secondary school, because we would hold hands and we hug each other when we met during recess time. We were in different classes during upper secondary. Then we met up with Yin Khoon and Hoi Yin. When there were just me, Lene and Khoon, he was listening to me and Lene talking initially. Then the next thing he said was, "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would really believe if you tell me you two are les..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;" Hahaha..... I had a great time with them and they made me miss my secondary school friends a lot.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the gathering, I managed to go home just in time to mandi kerbau and change then off to a dinner at Klang. We were there to represent our company so it was sort of like working actually. Nothing much. Just ate and drank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to church on Sunday morning then caroling practice after lunch. I was slightly better for my part this week. Last week, I really had problem memorizing my part. It sounded better this week also because we had more people this time. Right after practice which finished at 4.30p.m., I rushed to catch&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Step Up 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; at 5.00p.m. Reached just in time for the movie. Of course I enjoyed this more than Going The Distance. Now I came to think of it, I think I did not watch Step Up 1 &amp;amp; 2 before. So I cannot compare. Personally, I enjoyed the movie and the dance moves a lot... Cool! However, I was quite annoyed by the couple beside me who kept talking throughout the movie and they were eating something with very strong smell. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there goes my happening Raya Break.... and now I am looking forward for the coming weekend where I will get to see many secondary school friends at Lee Jou's wedding... Second girl to get married among our Girl Guide gang... "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Congrats girl!!!&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-1479195231922483764?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/1479195231922483764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=1479195231922483764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/1479195231922483764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/1479195231922483764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2010/09/raya-break.html' title='R.a.Y.a  B.r.E.a.K.'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-9004605597735553562</id><published>2010-09-12T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T00:09:55.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S.e.L.a.H.</title><content type='html'>Blog, is where I want to express my feelings, be it happiness, sadness, depression, frustration, sense of accomplishment, anything....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blog, is where I want to let certain people know what's in my mind... Even though I didn't start this blog with intention for people to read....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blog, is where I keep my memories to serve as reminder of what I have been through and I really want to remember them at that moment....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But recently I was very inactive in my blog... Reason being I have lost the ability to express my myself through words... I seldom even write my diary.... And I wonder why....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I often stared at the blank space, knowing there's a lot of thoughts in my mind, but I just do not know where and how to start....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably I have become reluctant to share? Or scared to let others know what's in my mind? I seriously do not know....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life has been very different after started working.... A lot of ups and downs.... Sometimes I can be very busy with events and activities and appointments and plans... Sometimes I can be so laid back that I can do nonsense at home, alone.... Sometimes I can do nothing at all, except sleep and eat.... I think it has been awhile that I really escape myself from everything, be away and be with myself and GOD.... I think I need a break from the hustle and bustle of city life.... I think I need to have a place and time that I can be with God... I think I have too many things to be settled with Him... I think I need a Selah... Suggestion of place, anyone?? Somehow, I missed the meditation time we had in Camp Cameron which many people complained it's too long... I missed having Selah at the Ayer Itam dam... I missed being in the nature, sitting there alone and letting my mind free.... Free for all thoughts to come out, thoughts that have been in my mind and I am not aware of... Free for God to fill His words... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone thinks he/she need a Selah too and want to go with me? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-9004605597735553562?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/9004605597735553562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=9004605597735553562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/9004605597735553562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/9004605597735553562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2010/09/selah.html' title='S.e.L.a.H.'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-6123996568026751184</id><published>2010-09-01T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T20:32:57.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>王力宏「你不知道的事」《戀愛通告》主題曲完整版MV ENG SUBS</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/0Ro8I9ID73o/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Ro8I9ID73o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Ro8I9ID73o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-6123996568026751184?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/6123996568026751184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=6123996568026751184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6123996568026751184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6123996568026751184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2010/09/mv-eng-subs.html' title='王力宏「你不知道的事」《戀愛通告》主題曲完整版MV ENG SUBS'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-5238260038780376394</id><published>2010-05-08T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T09:13:25.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T.i.R.eD.</title><content type='html'>Here am I sitting in the restaurant of Grand Bluewave Hotel in Shah Alam blogging while my mind is not really functioning well... We (my company) had a dinner here yesterday night and we have customers who stayed overnight and hence here I am to make sure no one left behind in hotel.... About this First 5 Star Hotel in Malaysia, I shall blog about it very SOON when I am refreshed and regenerated as there are too much for me to comment about it. Well, I am exhausted..... Went back home around 2 yesterday night and woke up at 6....... Maybe I shouldn't complain much because at least I still have 4 hours to sleep... But still, I am the kind of person who need a lot of SLEEP! So.... I am just too boring and I really think I should stop here......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-5238260038780376394?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/5238260038780376394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=5238260038780376394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5238260038780376394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5238260038780376394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2010/05/tired.html' title='T.i.R.eD.'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-3907942024268258081</id><published>2010-04-25T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T00:20:29.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C.O.N.F.E.S.S.I.O.N</title><content type='html'>Today, He spoke to me in church through the speaker... Right into my heart.... Usually, I might feel that the sermons can be related to my life. But this ONE, it felt as if it was especially for me... Something I need to come to realization, something I need to face it whether I want it or not...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He started the sermon with a very simple and funny story. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;It was about a tortoise family which planned to go for a picnic... It took them years to decide.... Finally, they started their journey... And it took them maybe 7 years to get to the destination. You know how slow they move... When they finally arrived, they realized that they forgot to bring something. So they cast lots to choose who to go back and get the stuff. The youngest tortoise was chosen. So before it leaves, it told the rest that they can never start eating the food they brought before it comes back. So they agreed and it left... On the 8th year, still no sign of the youngest tortoise. So the eldest in the family started to say, "If no one is going to start eating, I will." Then.... From behind one tree at the back of the tortoises, the youngest tortoise jumped out and said, " See!!! I knew it! I knew it! You guys will not wait for me!!! Luckily I did not leave!!" &lt;/span&gt;Funny.... All of us laughed... But the moral of the story is-- Many of us, after being hurt or disappointed, we act like the youngest tortoise... We will wait for the chance to jump out and say, "See! I told you! I told you it's not going to work this way..." And that makes us feel better... and this happens because we hold grudge towards the people who disappointed us in the past... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have not forgiven "someone" for quite a long time. I thought I did or I simply did not want to admit that I have not. That person disappointed me so so much despite all the good I have done and all the efforts I have put in for something. I was filled with anger towards that person for all the damages caused in me. I did not realize how much it influenced me or I chose not to see it. I have become a different person. Sometimes, I need to accept the fact that I have become kind of anti-social... I kept telling myself that it's ok for me to spend time alone to deal with my emotions... But the more I do, the more depressed I have become. I have become more careful with people. Too careful that sometimes it might be hard for people to reach... I get frustrated more easily with friends, with little things they do, simply because I constantly felt being taken for granted... And that's who I have become and the reason I found it hard to fit in in church sometimes. I lived in denial... Denying that I was NOT fine... Denying that I have not let it go... Denying that what I was doing wasn't right... Denying that I did not forgive that person all these while. Denying the reason why that it still influences me so much... Today, HE told me that I need to let go of the grudges... I need to start realizing and admitting all these things in order to do what HE has put in my heart to do for His kingdom. I knew what I need to do but I do not know how because I cannot put myself to love others as I am so afraid of being hurt and disappointed. But my joy and strength should not come from performance of my service but from the relationship I have with HIM, knowing HIM and walking in HIS presence each day....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what I want to write down to remind myself of what HE has spoken to me today. This may not be the day that I can totally get over it and be a new person. This may not be the day that I have totally changed and will be totally fine from now on, but it will be the day where it starts to heal.... How long will it take? I do not know... I have taken this long to realize the need to let it go... So I do not know how long more do I need till the day I am totally fine... But this post will serve as a reminder for me to draw strength from my LORD who told me that I will not be alone in this journey... This post is to help me not forgetting what I felt from the LORD.... And posting it out is probably like making a confession to friends who care to know.... So that they will pray for me, back me up and knock my head if I am slacking.... And most importantly confession and declaration to HIM that I want this change in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I want to say to that person, "&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;I forgive you for what you have done consciously or unconsciously all these while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-3907942024268258081?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/3907942024268258081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=3907942024268258081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/3907942024268258081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/3907942024268258081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2010/04/confession.html' title='C.O.N.F.E.S.S.I.O.N'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-5275226574541358871</id><published>2010-03-25T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T23:57:36.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>m.I.s.T.a.K.e.</title><content type='html'>I have made a mistake AGAIN!!! This time is slightly more serious.... It was my mistake, my carelessness, my fault! No one to blame... I am very angry with myself for my carelessness... Sometimes I really do not understand how can I be so careless, so forgetful, so slow.... For one moment, I felt like hitting my head to the wall.... Kek sei.... My seniors covered or settled it for me... To make me feel worse, he did not even scold me... He just "tegur" me to be more careful next time... And the other one was just laughing at me... I was all prepared to be scolded and lectured... However, that mistake gave me the urge to be extra extra extra careful next time.... I would rather take slightly longer time than doing mistakes again.... I will try my very very best to be alert and careful and NOT to repeat the same mistake another time.... And now I experienced why people says, "Through mistakes, you'll learn..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be the clever one or the fast learner, but I really really want to try... That's why I chose this job. I like what I am doing. True that I am exposed to the slightly uglier side of the world, but that's the truth... Many people couldn't understand why I chose this job... So not me.... I want to challenge myself... I want to believe and prove that I can.... I want the change.... So I will try harder tomorrow.... I will try harder to be better.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Praying hard I won't be so blur again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-5275226574541358871?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/5275226574541358871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=5275226574541358871' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5275226574541358871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5275226574541358871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2010/03/mistake.html' title='m.I.s.T.a.K.e.'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-8907119216091537300</id><published>2010-03-22T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T00:42:13.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~HoMe~~</title><content type='html'>Have been MIA for quite some time... That was because I was kinda busy.... Kinda lazy.... Kinda do not know where to start to blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just back from hometown. Many people asked, "Why so rush?" Hm.... The urge to go home? =) And also commitment... and most importantly, to celebrate mum's birthday.... I didn't really like going back home when I was in campus... Honestly.... Probably it was because I was too near to home, so I took it for granted... Or just because I like having time for my own and be away from all problems and complaints... But now, I will look forward to go home every month... Trying my best to go home every month... Probably that was why I wanted to leave home so much, so that I will learn to appreciate my home.... To learn to be independent... To let mum knows that I can be independent and it's time that she should let me to be....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it was just a short time spent together, it was meaningful and fruitful and also eventful... =) Even though it was quite tiring to travel back after three days in a row working OT from Wednesday to Friday, the long sleep on Saturday which compensated the lack of sleep sort of energized me... Even though the celebration was simple and normal, I believe our presence was what mum desires the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lot more to blog.... But I think I should save it for next time.... Because it's time to rest... Praying for a good week ahead....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-8907119216091537300?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/8907119216091537300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=8907119216091537300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8907119216091537300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8907119216091537300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2010/03/home.html' title='~~HoMe~~'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-1124111441218100155</id><published>2010-02-09T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T23:07:39.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>刺猬</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bq0zkZs7NzQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bq0zkZs7NzQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;和这一首。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-1124111441218100155?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/1124111441218100155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=1124111441218100155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/1124111441218100155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/1124111441218100155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_09.html' title='刺猬'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-8917975664202703110</id><published>2010-01-04T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T00:06:16.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Working Day of the Year 2010! Another small step towards my resolution of the year~</title><content type='html'>I did well today.... Proud of myself, and I am sure He does too.... I was supposed to rest earlier today but my dearest bro-in-Christ suddenly sent me a text to ask us to tune to red fm because he dedicated a song to us. Though I do not have radio, but we're in a canggih era now that I can still tune in to red fm using internet. Oh man, he's on the line! Haha... OK, no one actually dedicated songs to me like that... And "bro, as much as we saw you through, you guys see me through as well. It's truly God's blessing that we have each other as bro and sis who cheer each other on. I know that our God has been there with us... And He is still with us... Surrender those feelings that you do not like to Him, and you'll be surprised with what He can do..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-8917975664202703110?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/8917975664202703110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=8917975664202703110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8917975664202703110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8917975664202703110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-working-day-of-year-2010-another.html' title='First Working Day of the Year 2010! Another small step towards my resolution of the year~'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-6875296510148029558</id><published>2010-01-03T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T09:19:55.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My MUST ACHIEVE New Year Resolution for this year!!!</title><content type='html'>I have a long list of resolutions for this year. But one thing that is very very important for me is to let go. Letting go is never easy, I guess. At least for me, it is... I have a stubborn heart. People who knows me well enough will know. If you don't think so, maybe you do not know me good enough... Haha... Let go and let God is what I want to do starting from right now... Maybe no one will understand. But HE does... HE will see me through and HE will grant me sufficient strength and grace that will make sure I end each day with a thankful and grateful heart. Because of HIM, I know I can look at myself as a new person because HE has forgiven the mistakes I have done. HE made me look at the guilt that I tried to hide in the deepest corner of my heart and HE let me know that HE will take it away so that I can start anew. This hole in my heart, there's no one else but only HIM alone can fill... I am waiting patiently for this day that the wound is finally be completely healed... I trust this day will come soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first Sunday service of the year. I enjoyed every song sang during the Praise &amp;amp; Worship session. God always speaks in HIS very special way. He always sends comfort in the way I am least expected and I am thankful. I will walk tall each day because I know for sure my God is by my side....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you, my Abba Father..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-6875296510148029558?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/6875296510148029558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=6875296510148029558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6875296510148029558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6875296510148029558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-must-achieved-new-year-resolution.html' title='My MUST ACHIEVE New Year Resolution for this year!!!'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-3847180189216176415</id><published>2009-12-19T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T11:24:44.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Story To Share....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A story that was emailed to me by a lovely sister I knew through SWEEP... Just thought want to share with people who reads my blog... May your soul be blessed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I sat, with two friends, in the picture window of a quaint restaurant&lt;br /&gt;just off the corner of the town-square. The food and the company were both especially good that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we talked, my attention was drawn outside, across the street. There, walking into town was a man who appeared to be carrying all his worldly goods on his back. He was carrying, a well-worn sign that read, 'I will work for food.' My heart sank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought him to the attention of my friends and noticed that others&lt;br /&gt;around us had stopped eating to focus on him. Heads moved in a mixture of sadness and disbelief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued with our meal, but his image lingered in my mind. We&lt;br /&gt;finished our meal and went our separate ways. I had errands to do and&lt;br /&gt;quickly set out to accomplish them. I glanced toward the town square,&lt;br /&gt;looking somewhat halfheartedly for the strange visitor. I was fearful,&lt;br /&gt;knowing that seeing him again would call some response. I drove through town and saw nothing of him. I made some purchases at a store and got back in my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep within me, the Spirit of God kept speaking to me: 'Don't go back to the office until you've at least driven once more around the square..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then with some hesitancy, I headed back into town. As I turned the&lt;br /&gt;square's third corner, I saw him. He was standing on the steps of the store front church, going through his sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped and looked; feeling both compelled to speak to him, yet&lt;br /&gt;wanting to drive on. The empty parking space on the corner seemed to be a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="word-spacing: 0px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-transform: none; text-indent: 0px; white-space: normal; letter-spacing: normal; border-collapse: separate;font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt; sign from God: an invitation to park. I pulled in, got out and approached&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="word-spacing: 0px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-transform: none; text-indent: 0px; white-space: normal; letter-spacing: normal; border-collapse: separate;font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="word-spacing: 0px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-transform: none; text-indent: 0px; white-space: normal; letter-spacing: normal; border-collapse: separate;font-family:Helvetica;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt; the town's newest visitor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Looking for the pastor?' I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Not really,' he replied, 'just resting.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Have you eaten today?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh, I ate something early this morning.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Would you like to have lunch with me?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Do you have some work I could do for you?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No work,' I replied 'I commute here to work from the city, but I would&lt;br /&gt;like to take you to lunch.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sure,' he replied with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he began to gather his things, I asked some surface questions. Where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="word-spacing: 0px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-transform: none; text-indent: 0px; white-space: normal; letter-spacing: normal; border-collapse: separate;font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt; you headed?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'St. Louis.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Where you from?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh, all over; mostly Florida.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'How long you been walking?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Fourteen years,' came the reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I had met someone unusual. We sat across from each other in the same restaurant I had left earlier. His face was weathered slightly beyond his 38 years. His eyes were dark yet clear, and he spoke with an eloquence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="word-spacing: 0px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-transform: none; text-indent: 0px; white-space: normal; letter-spacing: normal; border-collapse: separate;font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;and articulation that was startling. He removed his jacket to reveal a bright red T-shirt that said, 'Jesus is The Never Ending Story.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Daniel's story began to unfold. He had seen rough times early in&lt;br /&gt;life. He'd made some wrong choices and reaped the consequences. Fourteen years earlier, while backpacking across the country, he had stopped on the beach in Daytona. He tried to hire on with some men who were putting up a large tent and some equipment. A concert, he thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was hired, but the tent would not house a concert but revival&lt;br /&gt;services, and in those services he saw life more clearly. He gave his life&lt;br /&gt;over to God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nothing's been the same since,' he said, 'I felt the Lord telling me to&lt;br /&gt;keep walking, and so I did, some 14 years now.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ever think of stopping?' I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh, once in a while, when it seems to get the best of me But God has&lt;br /&gt;given me this calling. I give out Bibles, that's what's in my sack. I work&lt;br /&gt;to buy food and Bibles, and I give them out when His Spirit leads.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat amazed. My homeless friend was not homeless. He was on a mission and lived this way by choice. The question burned inside for a moment and then I asked: 'What's it like?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'To walk into a town carrying all your things on your back and to show&lt;br /&gt;your sign?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh, it was humiliating at first. People would stare and make comments. Once someone tossed a piece of half-eaten bread and made a gesture that certainly didn't make me feel welcome. But then it became humbling to realize that God was using me to touch lives and change people's concepts of other folks like me.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My concept was changing, too. We finished our dessert and gathered his things. Just outside the door, he paused He turned to me and said, 'Come Ye blessed of my Father and inherit the kingdom I've prepared for you. For when I was hungry you gave me food, when I was thirsty you gave me drink, a stranger and you took me in.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt as if we were on holy ground. 'Could you use another Bible?' I&lt;br /&gt;asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he preferred a certain translation. It traveled well and was not&lt;br /&gt;too heavy. It was also his personal favorite.. 'I've read through it 14&lt;br /&gt;times,' he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'm not sure we've got one of those, but let's stop by our church and&lt;br /&gt;see' I was able to find my new friend a Bible that would do well, and he&lt;br /&gt;seemed very grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Where are you headed from here?' I asked.     'Well, I found this little map on the back of this amusement park coupon.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Are you hoping to hire on there for awhile?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No, I just figure I should go there. I figure someone under that star&lt;br /&gt;right there needs a Bible, so that's where I'm going next.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smiled, and the warmth of his spirit radiated the sincerity of his&lt;br /&gt;mission. I drove him back to the town-square where we'd met two hours&lt;br /&gt;earlier, and as we drove, it started raining. We parked and unloaded his&lt;br /&gt;things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Would you sign my autograph book?' he asked. 'I like to keep messages from folks I meet.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote in his little book that his commitment to his calling had&lt;br /&gt;touched my life. I encouraged him to stay strong. And I left him with a&lt;br /&gt;verse of scripture from Jeremiah, 'I know the plans I have for you, declared the Lord, 'plans to prosper you and not to harm you; Plans to give you a future and a hope.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Thanks, man,' he said. 'I know we just met and we're really just&lt;br /&gt;strangers, but I love you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I know,' I said, 'I love you, too.' 'The Lord is good!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, He is. How long has it been since someone hugged you?' I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long time,' he replied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so on the busy street corner in the drizzling rain, my new friend and I embraced, and I felt deep inside that I had been changed.. He put his things on his back, smiled his winning smile and said, 'See you in the New Jerusalem.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'll be there!' was my reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He began his journey again. He headed away with his sign dangling from his bedroll and pack of Bibles. He stopped, turned and said, 'When you see something that makes you think of me, will you pray for me?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You bet,' I shouted back, 'God bless.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'God bless.' And that was the last I saw of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late that evening as I left my office, the wind blew strong. The cold&lt;br /&gt;front had settled hard upon the town. I bundled up and hurried to my car. As I sat back and reached for the emergency brake, I saw them.... a pair of well-worn brown work gloves neatly laid over the length of the handle. I picked them up and thought of my friend and wondered if his hands would stay warm that night without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I remembered his words: 'If you see something that makes you think of me, will you pray for me?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today his gloves lie on my desk in my office. They help me to see the&lt;br /&gt;world and its people in a new way, and they help me remember those two hours with my unique friend and to pray for his ministry. 'See you in the New Jerusalem,' he said. Yes, Daniel, I know I will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I shall pass this way but once. Therefore, any good that I can do or any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="word-spacing: 0px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-transform: none; text-indent: 0px; white-space: normal; letter-spacing: normal; border-collapse: separate;font-family:Helvetica;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt; kindness that I can show, let me do it now, for I shall not pass this way again.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-3847180189216176415?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/3847180189216176415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=3847180189216176415' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/3847180189216176415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/3847180189216176415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/12/story-to-share_18.html' title='A Story To Share....'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-4024800671737370716</id><published>2009-12-15T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T23:06:01.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>上帝的恩典够我用。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-4024800671737370716?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/4024800671737370716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=4024800671737370716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/4024800671737370716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/4024800671737370716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-6429289828568636856</id><published>2009-12-08T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T23:00:01.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back AGAIN to PJ....</title><content type='html'>Ok.... I was away for few days to Penang... Just came back today... Recovered I guess.... or I hope... Looking forward for the coming Friday to have some rest, or just to hang out with friends, or re-decorate my room.... Just whatever that will make me happy... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-6429289828568636856?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/6429289828568636856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=6429289828568636856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6429289828568636856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6429289828568636856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/12/back-again-to-pj.html' title='Back AGAIN to PJ....'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-6330099543038866071</id><published>2009-12-06T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T00:47:11.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I... Fell... Sick....</title><content type='html'>I fell SICK!!! Honestly, I may have been wishing and hoping to fall sick but truly I did not really mean so... Haha... But somehow, my wish came true... This one fine morning, I started to feel headache and not so well. I almost scolded those who came to "kacau" me... Until lunch hour, my lovely colleague dragged me out to see doctor and insisted that I should stay home and rest since we need to travel again on Sunday. I think she is right. Took MC for one and a half day. It was like something seldom or almost never happened in my life. Not to mean that I am strong and healthy, just that my sickness never got so serious that I need to rest so much. Wanted to go work on the second day, but my weak body didn't allow me to. But today I had to drag myself out of my bed to attend a training which lasted until 4.00p.m. I took my medicine after the breakfast and I eventually fell asleep in class.... Opss.... Thank God that the tutor/facilitator did not ask me to come back again...&lt;br /&gt;I should be sleeping now.... especially when I started to feel that my throat is getting worse again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PS: To my friend, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!" You know who you are...&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/1518177671368825847-6330099543038866071?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/6330099543038866071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=6330099543038866071' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6330099543038866071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6330099543038866071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-fell-sick.html' title='I... Fell... Sick....'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-2006369240693584286</id><published>2009-11-28T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T21:37:15.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Holidays~</title><content type='html'>Back in hometown for the holidays... I was quite busy the past week... Didn't really get enough rest... Back to hometown doesn't mean resting... Might be more tiring though but it's good to be at home....&lt;br /&gt;Gonna attend a colleague's wedding in Perlis on Monday... It was so long since the last time I was in Perlis with a bunch of good friends doing some crazy stuff.... Now come to think of it, it was so many years ago... Now that everyone is everywhere.... But even if working in the same state also won't be able to meet up much.... Should really catch up with them sometimes.... To my surprise when I saw Hang that day in my company.... Haha.... The day before we were just chatting on MSN that we should have lunch together some time since he will be coming to that area quite often.... Then the next day there he was in my company... Haha... Somehow, it's just good to see old friends around...&lt;br /&gt;This trip was quite rush somehow.... Gonna leave tomorrow.... But looking forward to the next holidays - CHRISTMAS!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-2006369240693584286?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/2006369240693584286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=2006369240693584286' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2006369240693584286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2006369240693584286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/11/holidays.html' title='~Holidays~'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-5753764870909967009</id><published>2009-11-23T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T23:25:15.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Went to watch "The Time Traveler's Wife" with my lovely colleague, Danielle. Quite touching and I believe it was a right choice to watch it with girl.... One part that I still remember clearly was when the girl asked the time traveler how does he feel when he leaves because he always has t be the one who leaves. She always watched him leave.... I wonder also, how does it feel to be the one who leaves all the time?? Because I have not been the one who leaves most of the time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-5753764870909967009?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/5753764870909967009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=5753764870909967009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5753764870909967009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5753764870909967009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/11/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-1804533502586655455</id><published>2009-11-07T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T21:06:16.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates.. FINALLY!!!</title><content type='html'>For those who are following my updates, sorry people!!! Sorry for being MIA for so so long... I even almost forgot my blog's address... Haha....&lt;br /&gt;I am now working in Petaling Jaya as a project sales engineer in an air-conditioner company. Nothing much to talk about the job. Just normal like everyone else I supposed.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, Aaron, Sze-Lyn, Ann Nee, Jentol, Jason and Nik Siong are also working in KL. We all do meet up occasionally to catch up with each other. But sometimes it's hard to get everyone, so usually Aaron, Sze-Lyn and I met up more often.&lt;br /&gt;I am now attending my bro's church and joining his CG as well. I am really glad to know a lot of new friends from the church. Today, they had one jamming session in the church. I went since my bro was there. Though I did feel a bit out of place because I do not know much about music instruments so some terms are really strange to me. For the singing part, haha, I am not good in singing parts or harmony. Besides, I don't really know the songs they are singing as well. However, I did enjoy myself there. What I can say is they are really into music and some are really pro.... Hope they will have another jamming session soon...&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things have happened these few months. Too hard to list out one by one. No matter what it is, it's part of life.&lt;br /&gt;Usually got go out with friends during the weekend but somehow this week is kinda tired. So rather to stay in to have some rest. I guess that's all for now.... =)&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-1804533502586655455?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/1804533502586655455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=1804533502586655455' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/1804533502586655455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/1804533502586655455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/11/updates-finally.html' title='Updates.. FINALLY!!!'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-2054925735788148602</id><published>2009-07-14T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T10:43:47.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Interview was ok. My first time interviewed in Mandarin. I was so used to be interviewed in English. Suddenly all the Chinese words I have learnt for 24 years just cannot come out sometimes that I need to complete my sentence with some English words. Haha... I was there one hour earlier. Thought I maybe can start interview earlier but the guy before me was interviewed for about one hour. Overall was ok. Just need to wait for the reply within 10 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Tow Lian and Chee Han for supper. It was fun catching up with friends. But I was quite tired. I have not yet be recharged enough after the travel. Gonna go out later with Tow Lian and then not sure what will happen after that. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, Yan Wai and SL also in KL now... But do not get to meet up with them due to lack of time, lack of transport... Haha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-2054925735788148602?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/2054925735788148602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=2054925735788148602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2054925735788148602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2054925735788148602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/07/interview-was-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-2440941709777537793</id><published>2009-07-13T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T11:12:05.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In KL, again...</title><content type='html'>Here I am in KL for an interview. Feeling kinda lost... Not just because of the place that I am not familiar of. My career path is still something very vague for me... Not that I do not know what I want, but how to get there is what I am unsure of... But do I know exactly what I want? Is what I want for myself is what He wants for me also?? For now, I think I shall start getting ready for my interview later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-2440941709777537793?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/2440941709777537793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=2440941709777537793' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2440941709777537793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2440941709777537793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-kl-again.html' title='In KL, again...'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-795391981848269627</id><published>2009-07-01T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T23:58:49.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We SWEPT!!!</title><content type='html'>I am not someone with good memory. So I better do this fast before I forget... =) But sorry that I have not taken the photos from Hooi Keng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do I start? Few weeks before SWEEP, I did think of quitting it.. Reason being.. I wasn't quite sure... Haha.. But somehow, a series of things happened and I cannot wait to go SWEEP. Besides, I have one interview scheduled few days before SWEEP. So even if I am not going to SWEEP also I will need to go KL. I take it as God's plan to unable me from escaping... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day of SWEEP, the opening gave us a really good introduction and preparation of how SWEEP is going to be like. Thanks Esmond and Adrene for their efforts! Each station and each thing we did has its own meaning. Though the things may not be the same for next SWEEP, but tak seronok also for those who have not gone and planning to go to know everything right? Haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started off the first full day with a big challenge. We were being disabled, sent out to get certain materials and back to HQ to accomplish another tough mission. In the process, we have learnt a lot. For me, the most important thing is never to underestimate the abilities of others especially the less fortunate ones. "Not to just look at their disabilities but look at their capabilities... " quoted from one of the SWEEPers... Haha... During the process, I tended to assume that they cannot do certain things so I took the initiative to help. But when it happened to me, then only I know the feelings weren't so good to be helped all the time. Instead of having sympathy towards them, why not have empathy towards them? =) After few long hours, we managed to accomplish our mission and the fruits of our hard works were so good... *peace*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had talks every night by different heroes in social works, sharing with us their experiences, stories, feelings, thoughts, dreams and hopes.... Sometimes we were very inspired after the talk, sometimes felt too little we can contribute, sometimes felt angry &amp;amp;  sad towards the society, sometimes filled with lots of questions like "WHY?"... I feel that from each of the talks I was given a small part of the whole picture of social works. At least now that I can see a bigger picture of social works and it is not something as easy as I thought it will be. One of the talks about Recognising Our World by Sister Soo Choo was one the talks that hit me really hard to realize that there's another "world" within this happy world that we live in and how ignorant I am towards what's going on around us... Other talks have different massage that touched my heart but I cannot list all out... Find me if you want to know more. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For attachments, I went to two different places for the two weeks. On the first week, I went to MAB, Malaysian Association for the Blind together with Esmond, Yew Kong, Huan Ching, Clara, Hannah and Sze-Lyn. MAB is not a home but a service centre where the blinds will go and learn up some skills for them to fit in to the "normal" world. Click &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" href="http://www.mab.org.my/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more info about MAB. Note that I used "normal" rather than normal because being with them, I do not think that I am normal or better because there are a lot of things that I need to learn from them. On the first day, we met the elderly blind who come to MAB once a week to have time together simply for some fellowship or games like dominos. They taught us to play dominos. Trust me, they can play a lot more faster than us even though they just depend on their sense of touch and hearing. Some of us tried playing without using our eyes, and we just cannot remember what tiles do we have and took a long time to just figure out what tiles we have by touching. They told us a lot of inspiring and touching stories. The little time that we managed to spend with them really touched me. The way they support, help and take care of each other. I have seen a lot of positiveness in them that sometimes we cannot even find it in the so-called "normal" people. They may have lost their sight but they managed to see the world by their hearts. The next two days were spent with kids. Some of them are blind and some have low vision. Besides, several of them actually have multiple disablilities. It would definitely be easier to teach them if they are just blind, but for cases where the kids are blind yet have other learning disabilities, it would surely make the teaching process harder. I was amazed at the patience of the teachers, especially Kak Rosnah. Those kids were really adorable and they were just as cute as the other kids. Now I kinda miss Haris who somehow got quite attached to him on the last day. He followed me wherever I go but forgot me when his mum came. =) He was naughty but cute. He can play one same toy over and over again, but that might be his favorite one la. Besides, we learnt braille, but just grade 1. We tried typing a letter using braille for the elderly blind to thank them for their hospitality. One short letter with not more than 50 words actually took us about 45 minutes to type it. =P We were really happy that Mr. Taslim can actually understand what we typed because we just simply put in the punctuation marks since we have not learnt yet. The second week, I went to United Voice (UV) with another bunch of people. UV is a self-advocacy society of people with learning disabilities. For more info about UV, click &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);" href="http://www.unitedvoice.com.my/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I was truly blessed being there too. Even though I might not help much but I have learnt so much from everyone. Too often we treat them differently because of their disabilities, but all they want is to live a simple life like we all do. Each of them has something different in them that we will always remember about even when we have come back to the reality. I enjoyed making bookmarks, cooking konnyaku jelly, making Omochi, having grooming session, chatting and having fun with them. So many friends I have made there, hope that I will meet them again. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the understanding series, one word "wow!"A lot of surprises. Like we always say, expect the unexpected... We have Understanding Disabled, Poverty, Abused, Refugees and Vulnerable Communities. For some, I have heard too many about them but finally met in person. For some other, I knew too little about them that the truth actually gave me a shock of my life. =)  Now that I have seen, heard and knew, what else can I do??? I believe this is the question that many of us brought back with us after SWEEP. Let's pray that these things that we experienced will not fade away so that we will not forget to pray for them and do something for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else do I miss about SWEEP?? Actually there were a lot more interesting experiences because besides meeting up people with different conditions, we also came to know each other better through these two weeks. I shall post about them in another post because I need to sleep earlier tonight as I need to drive my bro and mum to Penang tomorrow early morning. Please pray for safe journey yea... =) I know those I have written still kinda brief... But no fun if I tell everything here also right? Night, people...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-795391981848269627?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/795391981848269627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=795391981848269627' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/795391981848269627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/795391981848269627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-swept.html' title='We SWEPT!!!'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-5593455910335546227</id><published>2009-06-30T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T15:56:04.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back..</title><content type='html'>Finally back from SWEEP after two weeks... Just in case for those who do not know what SWEEP stands for, SWEEP = Social Works Exposure and Embracement Progam. I had really really great experiences and I am very glad that I was there. Together with me were 11 other lovely, cool and fun Sweepers of year 2009 and 6 great FES staff. We have been to different places, met different people, heard different stories and seen different things. Like most of us said, SWEEP has changed our perspectives towards the world around us though it does messed up some of our lives. =) A lot more to share but shall post it later when I get the photos from HK. Stay tune...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;To all the Sweepers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;           Really miss you all man~~ Haha... Let's keep in touch k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;To my roommates during SWEEP,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;           Though we cannot share every night before sleep anymore, let's still keep in touch through mails or FB k? Update us frequently yea.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-5593455910335546227?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/5593455910335546227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=5593455910335546227' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5593455910335546227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5593455910335546227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally-back-from-sweep-after-two-weeks.html' title='Back..'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-7254766627008640962</id><published>2009-06-13T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T02:00:01.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>So here I am at my bro's place.... Online late at night, or "early" in the morning. Reached Pudu about 6a.m. Bro was already there waiting. The ride was OK. It was kinda cool at first. The jacket I brought was not the thickest I have because that one is too "space-consuming". Thank God we changed bus due to some problems to the first bus. So that bus was kinda warm since it just started. Had quite a good sleep I consider.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then rested awhile before the interview... I was quite tired so just wished it passed faster.... Haha... But overall was ok. Might need to wait for second interview if I am short-listed.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much today. Stay at my bro's house for most of the time. Had bad headache though so can't go anywhere. Need to rest now... Nitez, people...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-7254766627008640962?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/7254766627008640962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=7254766627008640962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/7254766627008640962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/7254766627008640962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/06/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-6693506884059740900</id><published>2009-06-11T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:53:05.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL... Here I come....</title><content type='html'>Leaving for KL soon..... Very soon... With HK..... For my another interview and SWEEP... Pray for us.... And pray for my interview... Thanks... Take care everyone.. Till I online again... Hopefully is tomorrow... Haha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-6693506884059740900?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/6693506884059740900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=6693506884059740900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6693506884059740900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6693506884059740900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/06/kl-here-i-come.html' title='KL... Here I come....'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-37301193173271170</id><published>2009-06-05T20:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:53:43.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For YOU...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ji2rLXr3cEU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ji2rLXr3cEU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-37301193173271170?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/37301193173271170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=37301193173271170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/37301193173271170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/37301193173271170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-you.html' title='For YOU...'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-2654339537057919430</id><published>2009-06-05T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T16:16:20.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saja...</title><content type='html'>Went for a haircut today because mum has been complaining about my too-long hair...But still, I only allowed her to cut one inch... haha.... After cutting, she blew my hair straight... Then I realized it was kinda long ago when I last seen in not curly hair. The hair style before curly was not really straight actually... Haha... Then I have second thought of perming my hair curly again... So now I open to the floor for suggestion... Straight? Curly? I can't really straighten my hair because my hair volume is pathetically little for strengthening... But I am kinda boring with curly hair either... What should I do le...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/_unb6oNwsP7M/SijT7j7QrfI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/aFbQr1czEpI/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SijT7j7QrfI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/aFbQr1czEpI/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343753978084634098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SijUFbVVpII/AAAAAAAAAbY/Iak5R--ni50/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SijUFbVVpII/AAAAAAAAAbY/Iak5R--ni50/s320/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343754147576784002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                             Curly??                                           Straight??&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-2654339537057919430?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/2654339537057919430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=2654339537057919430' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2654339537057919430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2654339537057919430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/06/saja.html' title='Saja...'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SijT7j7QrfI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/aFbQr1czEpI/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-4416610912856279637</id><published>2009-06-02T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T00:21:56.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boop-pop-boop-pop...</title><content type='html'>Kinda nervous for the interview in Kulim tomorrow. I do not know why. I was not that nervous during my first interview in Carsem also... I am not sure whether I have prepared enough... Just leave everything into God's hand. He has planned the way for me and I believe He will be there to guide me through. Pray for me, folks. Will update the "process" of my interview tomorrow maybe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-4416610912856279637?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/4416610912856279637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=4416610912856279637' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/4416610912856279637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/4416610912856279637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/06/boop-pop-boop-pop.html' title='Boop-pop-boop-pop...'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-2197774054637991732</id><published>2009-05-30T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T20:39:51.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so happy~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Ta-da...*&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/_unb6oNwsP7M/SiEig6AEWMI/AAAAAAAAAZo/3IstQWseV04/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SiEig6AEWMI/AAAAAAAAAZo/3IstQWseV04/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341588581758818498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closer look....&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/_unb6oNwsP7M/SiEipePOPGI/AAAAAAAAAZw/1N2rgF46xh0/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SiEipePOPGI/AAAAAAAAAZw/1N2rgF46xh0/s320/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341588728925011042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even closer look.... Saliva coming out yet??&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SiEixxA-SQI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/HrNNgINnolc/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SiEixxA-SQI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/HrNNgINnolc/s320/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341588871404472578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This was what I cooked today... &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crabs + prawns&lt;/span&gt;... Supposedly to be just crabs but mum left out one prawn that she forgot to keep together with these rest of the prawns in the refrigerator so we decided to cook the ONE prawn with my favorite crabs. Then she asked me to add a few more since she cannot take crabs.&lt;br /&gt;This was my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt; time cooking this dish. The first time was.... not really bad la... Just that it was too dry. The best part about this dish is the gravy. The last time was too dry because my elder bro and I were arguing how much water to add and how to cook the dish.... Besides, I was not the one preparing the chili paste which is quite an important part but my younger bro did. So he was kinda mad when we turned the dish to a quite failure. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Today, I did everything by myself. Except choosing the crabs and paying... Haha... I cut the crabs &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;MYSELF&lt;/span&gt;, I pound the chili paste by MYSELF, I cooked them by MYSELF.... and it turned out to be successful...  It gave me a strong sense of accomplishment... I am so happy... Haha.... I am not a good cook... Seldom cook actually although I kinda like cooking... The only dish that I cooked the most should be spaghetti where the sauce is actually available in supermarket. =P&lt;br /&gt;I give this dish &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;85%&lt;/span&gt; because I think it is not salty enough... Haha... Tak tau pai sei... But mum said it tasted just nice, it's good enough that way, shouldn't be too salty. And mum said, it looked like the way grandma liked to cook... Because she won't pound the chili and other ingredients until too fine as you can still see the chili pieces in the photos... =) But the truth is... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;I was lazy and got no strength dy..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*PS: S, if you are concerned that the prawns might be too cooked since I am a noob cook... Trust me, they         are not!! Just nice and juicy... Bluek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried learning some simple cooking these days just in case I need to work some where else, not near to home so that I won't be found dead of starving or too much ajinomoto... Haha... I also fried wantan today. Haha... To be honest, I never tried frying something all by my own before, except frying eggs. Because everytime when I did, the pro will come and take over half way, maybe they don't trust my skill. Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-2197774054637991732?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/2197774054637991732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=2197774054637991732' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2197774054637991732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2197774054637991732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-so-happy.html' title='I am so happy~~'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SiEig6AEWMI/AAAAAAAAAZo/3IstQWseV04/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-3783181655984114848</id><published>2009-05-30T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T14:10:11.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice song~~</title><content type='html'>No Boundaries by Kris Allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prefer this version than the one sang by Adam Lambert although his version is not bad too... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2L_fn_LamY8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2L_fn_LamY8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-3783181655984114848?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/3783181655984114848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=3783181655984114848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/3783181655984114848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/3783181655984114848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/05/nice-song.html' title='Nice song~~'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-4508105081318877094</id><published>2009-05-23T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T19:11:50.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>最近的心情总是起起伏伏，以为自己快痊愈了，却突然发现是变严重了。&lt;br /&gt;还以为自己真的那么坚强，还以为自己很快会雨过天晴，还以为自己很快会恢复正常。。。&lt;br /&gt;我会的，一定会的。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-4508105081318877094?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/4508105081318877094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=4508105081318877094' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/4508105081318877094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/4508105081318877094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-1872811109203740572</id><published>2009-05-15T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T00:14:13.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random..</title><content type='html'>We always said, brave and courageous are those who are willing and ready to step into the unknown, to take the unseen challenges.... But I think those who have already known the challenges and knowing how hard it is to take them but still willing to take them are braver and more courageous. Like Jesus, He knew that He is going to die on the cross, a brutal way but He did it still... Though that was by grace that He has done that for us, but we can never image how much courage and strength He needed to take the step while He was just a human like us... What you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-1872811109203740572?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/1872811109203740572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=1872811109203740572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/1872811109203740572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/1872811109203740572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/05/random.html' title='Random..'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-2823881279336174318</id><published>2009-05-14T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T23:57:21.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy day.....</title><content type='html'>Went swimming alone this morning... Wanted to ask my younger brother along but he had plan. He went to Penang this early morning. But I had the thought of going swimming since yesterday night and was quite excited about it. So I decided to still go after accompanying mum for some marketing. It was about quarter past ten when I leave home. When I reached that place, opss... I forgot to bring my goggles... I can't swim without goggles.. Hehe... So I drove back home to take it... Went back there again and it was about 10.45a.m. then. Before I left home, I was quite hesitated because it was getting hot. But I don't care... I want to swim... Haha... So I went again. The fella told me that the morning session ends at 11.30a.m. Huh... I didn't know got sessions now... But since I was already there with my swimsuit ready, just swim la. Swam for about half an hour only. But I think it was an improvement for me because I took less rest. Haha... Left at 11.30a.m. Felt so good after swimming. Hopefully I will still have the semangat to swim more to build up my stamina for the next few weeks. =) Just half an hour also, I can clearly see that my body parts that were not covered became darker... But I believe it will recover soon GUA.... =)&lt;br /&gt;After coming back from swimming, I made myself some smoothie... With apples, tomatoes and carrot... Taste quite good.... It's good for skin complexion... I do not know how true it is because I have just started trying. Maybe next time I should add some milk or yogurt... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-2823881279336174318?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/2823881279336174318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=2823881279336174318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2823881279336174318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2823881279336174318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/05/healthy-day.html' title='Healthy day.....'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-8413577911237290848</id><published>2009-05-12T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T23:28:37.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24th Birthday...</title><content type='html'>Had my most unforgettable birthday ever in my life... And I won't explain why and how... Sorry.... =) Thanks for all the wishes... Thanks for friends who stood beside me all these while... You know who you are... Thank God for whatever I have and I do not have...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-8413577911237290848?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/8413577911237290848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=8413577911237290848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8413577911237290848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8413577911237290848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/05/24th-birthday.html' title='24th Birthday...'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-8613260552876663272</id><published>2009-05-05T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T16:41:36.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva.. DONE!!!</title><content type='html'>Viva is finally over!! Thanks to the panels who were quite good to me. Although I did not manage to answer all the questions they asked, but overall I was not that badly injured~~ Haha... Was I injured?? Hm... I am just glad that it is done... Now just waiting to get my final draft so that I can go back tomorrow with a peaceful heart... Wanted so much to write more... But I am too tired to do so... Need some sleep now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-8613260552876663272?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/8613260552876663272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=8613260552876663272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8613260552876663272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8613260552876663272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/05/viva-done.html' title='Viva.. DONE!!!'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-6746442796248003303</id><published>2009-04-16T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T17:04:59.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Habit??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SebyY2nscnI/AAAAAAAAAY0/DPboo-DJzXU/s1600-h/IMG_6263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SebyY2nscnI/AAAAAAAAAY0/DPboo-DJzXU/s320/IMG_6263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325210118204977778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomorrow will be my very last paper!!!! And I have no mood to study still... So I made a cup of milk... For fun... Just realized that I did not touch the milk powder for very long after I have my spirulina oatmeal, nescafe and cadbury hot chocolate.... I was not a "milk" person... I do not like to drink milk since young... I did not remember how young when I actually stop drinking milk and started to drink milo instead. Sometimes I really feel kinda scared when I see advertisements of milk powder talking about osteoporosis for women... Though I know it's late to start at my age... But at least trying makes me feel better... Will try to keep with one cup of milk everyday... I will try.. =) I used to vomit when I drink milk... I wonder why... Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-6746442796248003303?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/6746442796248003303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=6746442796248003303' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6746442796248003303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6746442796248003303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-habit.html' title='New Habit??'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SebyY2nscnI/AAAAAAAAAY0/DPboo-DJzXU/s72-c/IMG_6263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-5900207405777988343</id><published>2009-04-13T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T00:18:09.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relax... Lazy... Whatever...</title><content type='html'>I have finally passed up my final draft last Friday... Phew... Finally~~~ At least I can put it at the back of my mind for awhile... At least for another week before I need to start preparing my Viva slides and mock viva with my beloved supervisor.. =)&lt;br /&gt;Feel like I have lots to update... But dunno where to start....&lt;br /&gt;Last week... I was busy doing corrections for my final drafts.... One or two nights without sleep at all, then all the printings which waste stack of paper and don't know how much ink... Haih~~~ But one thing that kept me excited was the condo stay for the final year gang on Thursday night. I was supposed to submit my final draft latest by Friday 4.00p.m. So I mati-mati want to rush and finish my thesis and pass up on Thursday before going for the condo stay but my supervisor was too busy and the whole process sort of tergendala until Thursday morning. So I went late that day to Penang. Once I reached, we started preparing for our dinner. We had spaghetti, salad, mushroom soup and fruit punch! It was really fun preparing the food together and arguing how the food should be cooked. Haha... And not to mention how noob J.Ling was... Haha.... Oppsss..... We thought we will need supper but the food was more than sufficient and everyone was so full before we finished all the food. After dinner, we started playing Taboo.. One of my favorite games... It was really funny because sometimes we describe things in a weird way, and the weirdest thing is got people guess it correctly... Then we played pictionary where everyone played. Again, it is a game to test our creativity.... =) FYI, my team won for both games!!!!! Yea...&lt;br /&gt;At first we said we should not play mahjong for this condo stay because it involves less people. But somehow the temptation was too great, we just started our mahjong session and another group played cards. I did not sleep the night before, so I fell asleep while waiting for the rest to start mafia.. So I was the second one to sleep while the rest were still playing mahjong. The next morning I had to go back campus earlier to settle my thesis. After I submitted the thesis, I just played games and watched movies for the rest of the day until they came back from Penang and I went ping pong with Simon before going to church for Good Friday service. They showed a documentary and I was aslept almost 70% throughtout the show. Sorry~~~&lt;br /&gt;We had practice for Sunday Service on Saturday afternoon. It was fun... It was supposed to be the "last gig" for us the final year gang, like Yan Wai told me earlier. Too bad he didn't join us because he was not feeling well. I really had fun during the practice....&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was Easter... I was part of the worship team then I was also the interpreter for the speaker that day. I guess I have really not been using my Mandarin much that I just cannot think of some Chinese terms on the spot. All that came into my mind was another English term. -_-||| But thank God for it was better than the last time. At least I feel it was... Haha....&lt;br /&gt;Today... I was in library for half day... Slept for one hour in the library... Hehe... as usual... Nothing much and I came back earlier.... No mood to study... Was playing game the whole night... Haih~~~ Is this what final year student do?? Feel kinda guilty actually because my roommate was studying... even though I think she is studying SAMBIL watching movie... So I think I should study a little before sleeping to make myself feel better.. *peace* =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-5900207405777988343?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/5900207405777988343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=5900207405777988343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5900207405777988343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5900207405777988343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/04/relax-lazy-whatever.html' title='Relax... Lazy... Whatever...'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-4980412658875166612</id><published>2009-04-02T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T02:54:24.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell... Thanks!!!</title><content type='html'>I think I do owe a proper farewell speech... Forgive me that I was blank and tired during the farewell, so my sharing was kinda... confusing and unorganized... =) So, here I post what I really wanted to say...&lt;br /&gt;CF has been a place that allowed me to discover more about myself, helped me grow and learned new things. Like I said, before I came to campus I was backslided for years. But a conference I attended before I came to campus lighted up my heart to go church and CF again. I was excited and looking forward for Uni life because of that.... I believe it was God in working too. I was kinda lost during the first two weeks because I was not paying attention during orientation when they said where to wait to go church. I have no one to ask. One of the seniors in CF, who is also my sister's friend, said he will call me and bring me to church and CF did not call me. (FYI, it was Felix.. Haha) But I met someone who brought me to church. Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;A lot of seniors has brought great impact to me. When I just came, I felt inferior all the time because there are a lot of things that I do not know although I have accepted Christ for years. But they always encouraged me to do things that I thought they are beyond my ability. Of course, in the process I may fall but the experiences made me grow... I am thankful for those seniors and I missed them so much... Hopefully you all will miss me too someday.... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Serving in CF is blessing to me. I once came across one article which briefly said that  everyone is called to serve. You might not know which ministery you belong to, but that should not be a reason for you not to serve. We will know what God has planned for us as we continue serving Him. I find this very true because I once wanted so badly to be worship leader... Haha.. When I was younger la.... Youth time. But I came here and sometimes I thought I am not suitable to be one. So I tried something else - Children ministery in church. I fit in quite well, maybe because I am one of them also?? haha... I did not just give uo worship leading though. The process has taught me to open up for other possilbilities and also helped me to be a better worship leader as well. I just hope that the generations to come will challenge themselves to do more for God. Don't think that you cannot because some of us have been through that stage too and we have experienced what our Great God can do.&lt;br /&gt;So much more to say... Haha... I am really encouraged to see so many juniors stood up and started to serve in CF. You guys have really touched my heart a lot. And I believe that you guys will surely do better than we did. I am going to miss you all a lot. Thanks for taking me as your friend and bullying me like a friend instead of a senior. Keep up your good works and SHINE for Him in this campus!&lt;br /&gt;You guys that are same batch or graduating tgt with me.... I love you guys... Working together with you guys, growing together with you guys, discussing about ABDC's headspin, passing video clips and movies and series around, going makan beramai-ramai, buat bising, making fun of eac other... All those time were  fun.... I will never forget all the crazy things we have done together, all the ups and downs we have been through... Just hope that we will keep in touch after graduation and hope that we will be friends for life.... Like the song said " a lifetime's not too long to live as friends... " I am really going to miss you guys very much... Yea.. we still have one "Greatest Hits" to do... Let's rock it!!! Haha~~~~ Hope you guys will continue to keep the faith you have shown in CF for these four years. Thanks for all the memories we had together....&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to say more... Cuz no time limit here.... No one is going to laugh even if I cry... But I need to do lab tmr... hahaha.... That's why I said I still can't really feel the farewell when my brain is stuck with FYP... But Thanks for the farewell... I like the souvenir a lot.. and I know it is not Rm2.50. I told Simon not to be sad... Haha....&lt;br /&gt;Though we are parted... but someday we will all meet again... in the Promised Land..... =)&lt;br /&gt;Love you all~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-4980412658875166612?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/4980412658875166612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=4980412658875166612' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/4980412658875166612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/4980412658875166612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/04/farewell-thanks.html' title='Farewell... Thanks!!!'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-5756262923225740745</id><published>2009-03-26T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T21:04:17.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I look at myself I feel that I am such a stupid person...&lt;br /&gt;I know the truth... But I chose to ignore it and thought that miracle would happen if I try hard enough...&lt;br /&gt;Silly is the only word I can think of....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-5756262923225740745?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/5756262923225740745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=5756262923225740745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5756262923225740745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5756262923225740745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/03/sometimes-i-look-at-myself-i-feel-that.html' title=''/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-2862117895209491054</id><published>2009-03-23T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T02:04:34.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want proper sleep.. No nightmares or bad dreams...</title><content type='html'>Hm~~~ Just thought that I should update my blog but too many things in my head and I just do not know how and where to start. Last week was a very tension week for me because I was so stressed with my FYP and thesis until I barely slept well. I always set my alarm clock to wake me up early in the morning but I ended up waking up later than I wanted as well. One day I really did something very funny in my attempt to wake up early. I was not quite sure which day was it, might be thursday... The night before I was super duper tension with my thesis (all of a sudden), so I stayed up quite late until I really cannot stand. So I thought maybe I should sleep and wake up earlier instead. So I set my alarm clock to wake me up at 5.00A.M. When it rang, I wanted to reset to maybe 15 minutes later but semiconsciously I did something else without knowing. I remembered Tow Lian called me back to ask me why I call her. Opss.... Then I went to school that morning at 8.00A.m. to wait for my turn to do SEM test. While I was waiting, I received a sms from Aaron which said "Wow so early, take care sis." I wondered for awhile, why he sent me a sms like this? How he knows I woke up early? So I messaged back to ask him. He said that I smsed him at 5.00A.M. and said "GAMBATE." What??? I really cannot remember what I have done. Too bad I deleted all my sent messages while I was clearing the unwated messages... So now I know I can sleep-smsing... Hahaha.... Still normal if I just send a blank sms right? Hahaha.. I wonder did I ever call someone while I was sleeping and tell my secrets?? Hm...&lt;br /&gt;I guess the rest of the week revolved a lot around my FYP and thesis... Haih... FYP syndrom... And these few days, my neck and shoulders were really aching so badly until massage also cannot help to sooth it. My massage sifu's skill also cannot make them better.... I really do not know what's the cause to it...&lt;br /&gt;Had really great dinner just now with the outgoing committee. I really enjoyed the fellowship a lot. One thing that touched me the most was the gift Joshua Prakash gave me. A bar of chocolate and a bookmark. The one with the design that I like. He remembered what I said.. So touched... The message he wrote on it really touched me too... Just something to clarify, I get tired very easily one wo... Where got dunno what's the meaning of tired... Hahahaha... "Thanks Joshua, really glad to have you in my CG..."&lt;br /&gt;Then something I must mention is the salted chicken bought from Ipoh.... "Thanks bro..." It has been so long since the last time I had. So nice~~~&lt;br /&gt;One last thing... I really have to admit that I am old... Haha... Because two hours with the kids today at Sunday School really made me real exhausted.... For the first time, I wish the service ends earlier... Hahaha.... But still, I love kids.... =)&lt;br /&gt;Good night again~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-2862117895209491054?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/2862117895209491054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=2862117895209491054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2862117895209491054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2862117895209491054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-proper-sleep-no-nightmares-or.html' title='I want proper sleep.. No nightmares or bad dreams...'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-5652237776342671836</id><published>2009-03-19T07:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T07:52:37.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is wrong??</title><content type='html'>For the first time, it did not work...&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, I felt like this...&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, I think I am going to explode...&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, nothing calms me down...&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, I hope it ends soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-5652237776342671836?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/5652237776342671836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=5652237776342671836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5652237776342671836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5652237776342671836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-is-wrong.html' title='What is wrong??'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-6664689555647464563</id><published>2009-03-17T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T09:50:09.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a story to share...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Pastor and his son&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A good reminder of God's Love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every Sunday afternoon, after the morning service at the church, the Pastor and his eleven year old son would go out into their town and hand out Gospel Tracts.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This particular Sunday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;afternoon, as it came time for the Pastor and his son to go to the streets with their tracts, it was very cold outside, as well as pouring down rain. The&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said, 'OK, dad, I'm ready.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;His Pastor dad asked, 'Ready for what?'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Dad, it's time we gather our tracts together and go out.' Dad responds,  'Son, it's very  cold outside and it's pouring down rain.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking, 'But Dad, aren't people still going&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;to Hell, even though it's raining?'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dad answers, 'Son, I am not going out in this weather.' Despondently, the boy asks, 'Dad, can I go? Please?'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;His father hesitated for a moment then said, 'Son, you can go. Here are the tracts, be careful son.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Thanks Dad!'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And with that, he was off and out into the rain. his eleven year old boy walked the streets of the town going door to door and handing everybody he met in the street a Gospel Tract.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;After two hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone-chilled wet and down to his  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;VERY LAST TRACT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. He stopped on a corner and looked for someone to hand a tract to, but the streets were totally deserted.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the sidewalk to the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell, but nobody answered. He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. He waited but still no answer.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Finally, this eleven year old trooper turned to leave, but something stopped him. Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and knocked loudly on the door with his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the front porch! He rang again and this time the door slowly opened. Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking elderly lady. She softly asked, 'What can I do for you, son?' With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up her world, this little boy said, 'Ma'am, I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you that &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;*JESUS REALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;DOES LOVE YOU*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and I came to give you my very last Gospel Tract which will tell you all about JESUS and His great LOVE.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;With that, he handed her his last tract and turned to leave. She called to him as he departed. 'Thank you, son! And God Bless You!'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well, the following Sunday morning in church Pastor Dad was in the pulpit. As the service began, he asked, 'Does anybody have any testimony or want to say anything?'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Slowly, in the back row of the church, an elderly lady stood to her feet. As she began to speak, a look of glorious radiance came from her face, 'No one in this church knows me. I've never been here before. You see, before last Sunday I was not a Christian. My husband passed on some time ago, leaving me totally alone in this world. Last Sunday, being a particularly cold and rainy day, it was even more so in my heart that I came to the end of the line where I no longer had any hope or will to live.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the attic of my home. I fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof, then stood on the chair and fastened the other end of the rope around my neck. Standing on that chair, so lonely and brokenhearted I was about to leap off, when suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me. I thought, 'I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away.' I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder and&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;more insistent, and then the person ringing also started knocking loudly. I thought to myself again, 'Who on earth could this be? Nobody ever rings my bell or comes to see me.' I loosened the rope from my neck and started for the front door, all the while the bell rang louder and louder.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes, for there on my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever seen in my life. His SMILE, oh, I could never describe it to you! The words that came from his mouth caused my heart that had long been dead, TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with a cherub-like voice, 'Ma'am, I just came to tell you that &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.' Then he gave me this Gospel Tract that I now hold in my hand.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, I closed my door and read slowly every word of this Gospel Tract. Then I went up to&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my attic to get my rope and chair. I wouldn't be needing them any more.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You see---I am now a Happy Child of the KING. Since the address of your church was on the back of this Gospel Tract, I have come here to personally say THANK YOU to God's little angel who came just&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;in the nick of time and by so doing, spared my soul from an eternity in hell.' &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;There was not a dry eye in the church. And as shouts of praise and honor to THE KING resounded off the very rafters of the building, Pastor Dad descended from the pulpit to the front pew where the little angel was seated.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably. Probably no church has had a more glorious moment, and probably this universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love &amp;amp; honor for his son.... Except for One.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Our Father also allowed His Son to go out into a cold and dark world. He received His Son back with joy unspeakable, and as all of heaven shouted praises and honor to The King, the Father sat His beloved Son on a throne far above all principality and power and every name that is named.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-6664689555647464563?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/6664689555647464563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=6664689555647464563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6664689555647464563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6664689555647464563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-story-to-share.html' title='Just a story to share...'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-9005263650471123054</id><published>2009-03-15T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T01:58:39.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SbvswhpAuPI/AAAAAAAAAW0/JXNScMJe-WA/s1600-h/1202278403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SbvswhpAuPI/AAAAAAAAAW0/JXNScMJe-WA/s320/1202278403.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313100503821891826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few scriptures from 1 Corinthians 13: 1 ~ 8a (The Message).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;If I speak with human eloquence and angelic ectasy, but don't love, I'm nothing but the creaking of a rusty gate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;It I speak of God's Word with power, revealing all His mysteries and making everything plain as day, and if I have faith that says to a mountain 'Jump', and it jumps, but I don't love, I'm nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;If I give everything I own to the poor and even go to the stake to be burned as martyr, but I don't love, I've gotten nowhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;So, no matter what I do, I am bankrupt without love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Love never gives up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Love cares more for others than self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Love doesn't want what it doesn't have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Love doesn't strut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Doesn't have a swelled head,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Doesn't force itself on others,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Isn't always "me first",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Doesn't fly of the handle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Doesn't keep score of the sins of others,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Doesn't revel when others grovel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Takes pleasure in the flowering of the truth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Puts up with anything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Trusts God always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Always looks for the best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Never looks back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;But keeps going to the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Love never dies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving others is never an easy task and it is a life-long lesson. But God wants us to love others like we love ourselves, like how He has loved us and we have the best model to look up to which is Jesus Christ!!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-9005263650471123054?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/9005263650471123054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=9005263650471123054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/9005263650471123054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/9005263650471123054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-is.html' title='Love is....'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SbvswhpAuPI/AAAAAAAAAW0/JXNScMJe-WA/s72-c/1202278403.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-5170156391486655122</id><published>2009-03-11T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T07:26:28.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New day awaits~~</title><content type='html'>Here I am sitting in front of the computer after a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;LONG&lt;/span&gt; day... Just came back from CF and I know I am supposed to sleep &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt; because I need to be at school tomorrow morning, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;8.00A.M.&lt;/span&gt;. But another voice also told me that I can't sleep right away after my supper. In order to make myself feel better, I do something -- blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Went to school around 9 o'clock today. Thank GOD that no one was there in the petrology lab. I was thankful because yesterday it was crowded. All machines were occupied. Today, I can slowly choose which machine to use. Prepared few more samples today to be annealed tomorrow. Talking about annealing, I must mention about the furnace... Haha... It started long time ago that I found out I need to use the furnace together with Argon-hydrogen gas. Then I was told that the new tank of gas has not arrived yet. So I waited. Then someone suggested me to use the vacuum furnace. So I got a slot for the vacuum furnace. That morning when I finally got to use the furnace due to some unexpected incidents happened that delayed the use of furnace, I was then told that the furnace was spoilt. The technician asked me to wait for few days. But it was not a very good idea. I was told to just use the furnace together with argon gas although it was expected that the results were DEFINITELY not good. What other choices do I have? NO! So after some discussions, negotiations and what-so-ever, I got a slot from a friend. For the next few weeks, I woke up early on the Monday morning just to go to school and get a slot for the coming week. BUT, then only I was told that the gas arrived and I should follow the initial plan. I managed to use the furnace and the gas for once, and then it was finished AGAIN in two weeks. Now, I need to use the vaccum furnace again which is now fully booked!!! Thank GOD for Shu Lee who managed to get a slot for tomorrow and allowing me to put in my samples together with hers. You have no idea how greatful I am... I just hope that it will not spoil AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;Also, I finally got my XRD results today. mostly of them were not that good but there were some really nice results as well. But still, I am still very happy about the results although I still need to continue with my lab works.&lt;br /&gt;Came back to the room at 5, rested, played game then went to CF. We had a speaker today and a bunch of young, talented people. Great to have them here. But I was too tired to entertain them much. Still, I managed to chat with a few of them.&lt;br /&gt;Left with Jason Ling because I was too sleepy and tired... Yes, sleepy and tired. But why am I still awake? Probably I am not... Haha... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Good night&lt;/span&gt; people~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-5170156391486655122?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/5170156391486655122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=5170156391486655122' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5170156391486655122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5170156391486655122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-day-awaits.html' title='New day awaits~~'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-6143491067522867012</id><published>2009-03-05T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T09:52:33.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYP stress~~~</title><content type='html'>I have not been very productive these two days, reason being I just passed up the chapter 2 of my thesis which has already haunted me for days. Besides, things I wanted to do have been delayed again and again. All I can do is just wait... And letting myself regenerate after the exhaustion of writing my chapter 2. Seriously, I have been dreaming about my supervisor scolding me because I haven't passed up my thesis and stuff... Tension~~~&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to get my XRD results so that I can do the comparison and then continue with the next part of my experiment. Hopefully the last part... But the results are not out yet. It is already out of my schedule... Haih~~~~ Before I get my results, I have no reason to see my supervisor. But if I don't see her, she will assume that I am not doing anything... If I make myself to go see her now, I have nothing to tell or ask her... So you know what I know everytime I come to school? I check and see first whether her car is in the school. If she is not, I will really feel relieved... But of course, I will still do my stuff which I am supposed to... Now... I am blogging here at the school's computer lab, waiting for the time to pass, hoping that later I can get my XRD results already.... I really do not want to get scolded again lar~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-6143491067522867012?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/6143491067522867012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=6143491067522867012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6143491067522867012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6143491067522867012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/03/fyp-stress.html' title='FYP stress~~~'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-6414939554100394255</id><published>2009-02-24T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T15:34:48.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Experience of Blood Donation~~</title><content type='html'>As I said I shall elaborate more on why I think it was a bad experience~~~ This was my second time to donate blood... And I finally got the little red book. Haha.. Ok... It happened when we went to Taiping Central. I thought I want to try finding a dress for Bahan Night there. But the mall was quite small, so my search ended in about 15 minutes time. When Sze-Lyn and I were at the ground floor roaming around to wait for time to pass, she was told that some of them were donating blood at the first floor. I was very excited, so we decided to go and have a look. When I queued up, Lian, Ann Nee, Ming Chung and Derrick were already there. I was just 3 persons behind Derrick for registration. After all the procedures of filling up forms and checking blood pressure and all, all four of them got their place already. Ann Nee even almost done. Lian has been sitting there for quite some because they can't find her veins. I sat down and chatted with them. Before I realized, more and more people came and some even took up my turn. So I stood up and waited. But there were already two persons taken my turn. Thank God for the guy who saw me and gave me the place. Ming Chung and Derrick were done then even before I sat down... =( After sitting down, no one seems to bother about me.. I sat there for quite some time and no one attended to me... Tow Lian was finally done too... Left me alone.... =(  Ming chung went to tell the nurse and finally someone came... She tried finding my veins on my left hand and she said cannot see. So I said right hand might be better.. So I changed place. Then she said my veins are too HALUS... The first time she poked, tak kena... So she pulled out the syringe and I had to wait some more before she try the second time... Argh... Already feeling very guilty to make so many people to wait for me... Some more Ann Nee was not feeling well after the blood donation.... After a LONG time(long time to me la), she came again to try the second time. She kept on saying cannot find my veins and I kept on saying also the first time it was very easy to find. Haha.... I did not know whether it was her problem or what that this time was painful. But she finally got it.... The "flow rate" of my blood was fast. It was done in quite a short time la.. And thanks to Derrick I donated slightly more than I was supposed to... The funny thing was Aaron and Lian were saying very fast but Derrick kept telling me that there was a long way to go, don't get deceived as he was the one looking at the weigh. Mana tau, he baca wrongly la... Hahaha.... Now my hand got two needle hole's scars. And Ann said it looked like I was bitten by vampire... Where got vampire bite here one?? Hahaha... I thank God that I do not have any bruises like some people always do after donating blood.... Will it stop me from donating the third time?? Hm... Don't think so... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-6414939554100394255?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/6414939554100394255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=6414939554100394255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6414939554100394255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6414939554100394255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/02/bad-experience-of-blood-donation.html' title='Bad Experience of Blood Donation~~'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-7659530222601033749</id><published>2009-02-23T05:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T02:04:28.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Year Retreat ROCKS!!!!</title><content type='html'>I have been lost for quite awhile AGAIN... Have been very busy with CF concert and FYP after the Chinese Year... Too much to update but I have very little time now since this is 5.00a.m. in the morning and I need to sleep for two hours before I wake up and continue my works. Perhaps I just update the latest one first.. Since the memories are still FRESH... Hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend, we had our final year retreat at Maxwell Hill... Only 15 of us managed to make it for this retreat where 4 were the master students and FES worker. To those who can't make it, you guys really missed out a lot of fun ler.... =P&lt;br /&gt;On the first night, we stayed at Derrick's grandma's house. It was quite a cozy place actually for me... Nothing much happened that night except four of us were so excited about playing mahjong... We purposely borrowed and brought a mahjong set... -_-|||&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, we had breakfast and then bought stuff for the steamboat dinner. We reached Maxwell Hill later than the time we expected but still we decided to hike part of jungle trek. It was tiring because I seriously have not been excersizing after KK trip. But still we managed to reach the place in the estimated time. Then we took the jeep up to the place we stay. We stayed at... Hm.... I forgot what's the name. But it was a nice bungalow with lots of space for us to "entertain" ourselves with mahjong and rummy-o. Hahaha..... I guess I was at the mahjong table most of the time for the rest of the day when we were not eating, bathing or having session. Hahahha.... The steamboat dinner was quite nice. Thanks to Master Chef, Ah John! Thanks to Yew Kong and Aaron as well who washed the dish for us.... Hehehe.... Then more MAHJONG.... We had our session after one game... The session was about "Called to choose, called to community". It was quite an impactful session though. But to me, the interactions between all of us were more significant. Then more MAHJONG after the session... and you know what, I won with 十三幺. But some of them do not know what is 十三幺 since almost 80% of them just started to learn playing mahjong during this retreat.... Anyway, I won!!! To me, it was like something that only happens once in a life time.&lt;br /&gt;The next day we had a short session before leaving the hill. we wanted to go Taman Tasik to continue the session but too bad it was raining. SO we went for lunch and we had banana leave rice... Hm.... no comment because I do not know how to comment. Ok lo~~ Hahaha.... After that back to Taman Tasik again, and it was raining again. Managed to take few group photos and had a more proper ending of the session. Then few of us decided to go Taiping Central while some went back. Nothing much there but the most unforgettable one was my bad experience of donating blood there. Should talk more about this experience in the next post since this is seriously time to sleep. Only one and a half hour left. Opss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/Sbvw9khFmTI/AAAAAAAAAW8/kF4x4SxNS4g/s1600-h/21022009045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/Sbvw9khFmTI/AAAAAAAAAW8/kF4x4SxNS4g/s320/21022009045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313105125978773810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SbvxTHLteAI/AAAAAAAAAXE/aNokEogYO6A/s1600-h/21022009046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SbvxTHLteAI/AAAAAAAAAXE/aNokEogYO6A/s320/21022009046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313105496061605890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proofs of my 十三幺... Hahaha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-7659530222601033749?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/7659530222601033749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=7659530222601033749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/7659530222601033749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/7659530222601033749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/02/final-year-retreat-rocks.html' title='Final Year Retreat ROCKS!!!!'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/Sbvw9khFmTI/AAAAAAAAAW8/kF4x4SxNS4g/s72-c/21022009045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-614974950002331196</id><published>2009-01-18T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T01:30:49.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eventful Day!!!</title><content type='html'>I absolutely had an eventful and blessed day... This morning, I was the interpreter for the speaker, Bro. Mugan in church. I was kind of blur, I guess I should say really blur... Haha... When he tended to speak longer, I could only remember the first two lines and the later part. So this was the worst experience of all interpretation I have done. Kind of disappointed with myself. However, i have learnt a new line today : "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The main thing is the main thing, the main thing...&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was supposed to translate that but seriously, I have no idea how to because I do not understand a bit. &lt;/span&gt;No one knows how to translate that. My guess was no one understood... =P Besides, I enjoyed the P&amp;amp;W with a really nice Hokkien song I just learnt and PBBC version of "How Great Is Our God". After the service, we used to go Tong Kee for lunch with the generous church members. But since today onwards, they have decided to have some home cooked food instead. We had really nice food today, especially the pork. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;"Too bad Simon~~ You've missed it. =P"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, then four of us (Aaron, Terence, Edmond and I) went to Jusco Bandar Perda for a little shopping... Had great time there too... We had Papa Roti and Secret Recipe for tea!!! It was really nice to eat Papa Roti while it was still a little hot. Then we had cakes!! My all time favorite -- Chocolate Indulgence... Yum yum.... After the tea, I went to buy the sunshade Simon and I spotted few days ago... Not for myself... Eventually I chose the one I like and he did not quite like at the time...I think he will now... Or he needs to... Because I have already bought it... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;Reached PB about 7 something and we decided to have some sports. So again the four of us plus Nicholas ( who came about one hour late, I guess ) went for tennis... The two hours were great!! Aaron and Terence were quite experienced player... The rest of us were quite noob... Quite new player and Edmond was first timer. I really had a lot of fun.... Then got back room, took bath, out for supper.. Dinner actually... or dinner + supper = dipper?? Hahaha.... There were only Aaron, Ming Chung and me... We had fun chatting about family and stuff.... Great time too...&lt;br /&gt;And now here am I blogging because I should not sleep right away after coming back from supper. But I seriously need the sleep because I had to do lab tomorrow. Just hope everything is going to work smoothly... Good night then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-614974950002331196?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/614974950002331196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=614974950002331196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/614974950002331196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/614974950002331196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2009/01/eventful-day.html' title='Eventful Day!!!'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-7525550838257633977</id><published>2008-12-28T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:21:30.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas seasons!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hm.... Christmas.... Not much celebration for me this year... It was quite quiet and rather simple one celebrated with the ones I love... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;First "celebration" was at T.G.I Friday, a place I wanted to go for so long and finally came true... Haha... I told Simon about celebrating Christmas together earlier since he will be back in his hometown for Christmas and I did not give him a choice of where to go since I have decided T.G.I Friday it is!! Even though that was Monday when we went... Hm... The food was great... My standard of course... I am not so sure about Mr. Chai who is very choosy with food and always gives comments on food which will make you feel he is someone very good in cooking.... Seriously, till now, I still do not believe that he doesn't know how to cook even though he has told me a hundred times that he really doesn't know.. Hm~~~~ I guess not only me that think so.... We managed to do some window shopping but had to rush back campus for practice.... The practice for Christmas Celebration of Parit Buntar Baptist Church on the following day.... Yea.... The following day and that was our first and last practice for the mime and song performance... We can actually skip this part... Hehe...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Then the Christmas Celebration at church was.... hm.... A lot of people came... Mostly non-believers? Perhaps half-half... Many songs and carols were sung... We , USMers, were in charge of the two performances I said earlier only. The mime we did was "Angel In Disguise", quite a nice song by Corrine Mae. I guess we also used the least time ever to practise a mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; for my whole 4 years in Uni. The song performance "I can only imagine" was done by Simon, the vocalist; Derrick, the pianist and Terence, the guitarist. I liked both of the songs. I had a great time with uni fellows and church friends. Then off I sent Simon to the bus terminal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time, I had to settle a couple of matters before going back like tidying someone's room, dumping my stuff back to my hostel, fixing the car, etc. Kinda sleepy all the way back but the faithful 988FM made a good company.  When I reached home, I tried to recall the songs I have heard along the way but I can hardly remember. Oh no... Was I conscious?? haha... No la, they had some series going on. Nothing much after I reached home. Except mum was really happy with the roses I bought from Cameron Highlands for her abd we were trying to arrange them nicely in a few vases. Haha... That was because the vases were really small.&lt;br /&gt;There were only me and mum for Christmas eve. We went for some shopping and walked around the pasar malam which was blasting Chinese New Year songs... Then whole night in front of the TV watching some outdated TVB series.&lt;br /&gt;The next day was the Christmas day!! I didn't get to go church because I failed to convince mum that going to church on Christmad day is a good idea besides shopping or sleeping. Hehe... But at least we did have a great fellowship over lunch. Then I messed up my bro's surprise plan which got him so mad. Another round of shopping... Haih... I am now sick of Alor Star's shopping centres already. It's time for them to build new ones or add more shops. 　&lt;br /&gt;As for the night, I have finally found one friend who is still in AS for the semester break. He is one of my good friends. We met at Old Town and chatted for about 4 hours. Wow... But it was realy nice catching up with friends. Miss the rest so much after being tortured by him for about 4 hours. Haha... Kidding... But I guess he will be too busy to read my blog. So I do not need to be scared to talk bad about him. =P&lt;br /&gt;So much for my Christmas celebration.. The next day went out with him and another friend again at Halo Cafe... Hm.... It was fun also.....&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happened next, do not really matter much since I am already back in campus again... Boring... But still can't wait for my outcoming trip-- To Kuantan for Keng Wai's wedding!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-7525550838257633977?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/7525550838257633977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=7525550838257633977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/7525550838257633977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/7525550838257633977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-seasons.html' title='Christmas seasons!'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-3011059053161842746</id><published>2008-12-17T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T22:52:25.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SakitNya...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUkOyVAX9PI/AAAAAAAAARs/Q-8TdBFo1JE/s1600-h/IMG_5483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUkOyVAX9PI/AAAAAAAAARs/Q-8TdBFo1JE/s320/IMG_5483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280768295863579890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUkOxA46hbI/AAAAAAAAARk/IC9OZDQMib8/s1600-h/IMG_5482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUkOxA46hbI/AAAAAAAAARk/IC9OZDQMib8/s320/IMG_5482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280768273283712434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha... See the handiplasts on my fingers?? Hehe... Those are the results of polishing and grinding samples.... My samples are quite small - 10mm X 10mm. At first I did not realize as well, until I saw one of my fingers was bleeding... Seriously, I did not sense it happened that time. But I started to feel the pain afterwards. Thanks Yeam Thean and Angeline for the handiplasts. Those I used in the photos are new ones that I bought on the way back home. I bought extra as well to spare. Actually I wanted to buy one whole box but it has 200 stripes.. That's too much.. Haha.... You have no idea how dirty it will get shortly after started grinding... I wanted to buy the plastic ones but not this cloth ones... I even wanted to buy the cartoon ones but no point la since I have to change it everyday if I need to do grinding... Notice the nail polish? Haha.. Wanted to remove the nail polish but my dear roommate asked me to leave it because it can play a part to protect my nails.  Seriously, it did help because my nails didn't break a bit... =) *peace*&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward for CPR at Cameron Highlands.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-3011059053161842746?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/3011059053161842746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=3011059053161842746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/3011059053161842746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/3011059053161842746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/12/sakitnya.html' title='SakitNya...'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUkOyVAX9PI/AAAAAAAAARs/Q-8TdBFo1JE/s72-c/IMG_5483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-5090193369046177758</id><published>2008-12-15T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T13:02:29.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Padas White Water Rafting</title><content type='html'>The day we came back from mount KK, we went to Poring hot spring. I always like hot water bath. It was an outdoor hot spring that we went to. It was fun though the water to fill up the tub was really slow and we only had one hour there. But it was good enough to relieve the tension on our legs after the climb. Cool... Somehow I started coughing after I came down from the mountain... Mum said I should just stay up there. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;We reached back KK town around 9.30p.m. After taking bath, we went out for celebration!!! Haha... But only four of us - Simon, Yan Wai, Derrick and I. Kian Beng wanted to rest. Sze-Lyn and Jason were tired also so they only went nearby to have dinner. At first I was quite excited but became too tired to enjoy the food after started eating. But the dinner was good... The price were reasonable. Haha.. I considered it cheap actually. After went back to Akinabalu, I had to pack my stuff because we will go for Padas the next day and then go straight to airport after that.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early to make sure all my things were packed then off we go for Padas. We had to be quick to avoid delay because we need to board our flight at 9.15p.m. Thank God that everything went on smoothly. We had our lunch at Tenom town. Then took a train to Pangi. I was at first excited to get myself wet. But after the safety briefing, I started to feel scared....  When we were in the river, I can hear my heart beating fast. We passed the first two rapids and all went well... But when we came to the third - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Washing machine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, our raft overturned. I was all the while concentrating on paddling instead of looking in front to see what happen. Out of a sudden, I was trapped under the boat. I was really panic. But I managed to catch the crosstube and catch a breath. I grabbed the life line and got out of the boat. I heard the guide shouted loudly asking us to let go of the life line. Then I saw the boat turned back to normal position towards me... Opss... But I managed to get out and grab the life line again. I was the first one being pulled back into the boat. We were all panic and held on to the life line. So it took quite some time to turn the boat back. And we actually passed through the fourth rapid as well which was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Merry-go-round&lt;/span&gt;. Simon and Jason were far behind the boat and we only have 3 paddles back in the boat. That was crazy man! All we know that time was to save the two and get back the rest of the paddles. Kena scolded of course because we didn't follow instructions and let go of the life line at once. That experience taught us a lot but also terrified us. At least me and Kian Beng I guess.... I did not really know how to swim and always panic when I am in water especially when my legs do not touch the ground. Kian Beng did not know how to swim at all... Then he told us that there were still a few more big rapids... Again, I.... Haha... After two big rapids, he said the rest were just mild ones. Then he told us about the big rapid we just passed which was called &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;the Big Sucker&lt;/span&gt;.  If our boat overturns there and we are trapped by the current, we might keep turn there if we do not know how to come out. I was terrified because I thought it was the next one coming up... Crazy man! Shock of my life... After that I slowly calmed down because the danger was over. Kian Beng was really brave. She tahan till the last... Me..?? I just hoped that time I could get out of the boat and wait for them somewhere. But I have told myself, this is the place I will definitely go back again if I have the chance to after I learn how to swim better and get rid of my phobia....&lt;br /&gt;Again, we had good weather that time... Not so hot... So we did not get sun burn much.... And that's the last chapter of our trip to KK.... We did not take photos of the rafting but we brought back unforgettable memories... =) *peace*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-5090193369046177758?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/5090193369046177758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=5090193369046177758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5090193369046177758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5090193369046177758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/12/padas-white-water-rafting.html' title='Padas White Water Rafting'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-4699906058319097001</id><published>2008-12-15T12:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T03:21:01.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indescribable....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've made it! I've made it!!!! Haha... I have made it to the top of Mount KK but all thanks to the guide who dragged me up the last few hundred meters. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;As I have said in the earlier post that I wasn't feeling quite well and I admit that I didn't really train much also, so I was really worried that I can't make it even to Laban Rata. We started off journey with high spirit but I already got very tired when we reached the first pondok. But they said that is normal because we just warmed up. But truly the next one or two km were easier. Then came the rocky path and steps which were harder especially when the legs started to get tired. Thank God for the walking stick we bought. Haha... oh man! I really walked like old folks. Also, I am really thankful because I did not carry anything. Poor Simon has to carry the backpack which contained two people's things. But most of the heavier things we have left with the porter la... But still.. Poor Simon.. =P Thanks to Yan Wai also who helped me to carry the EOS bag which happened to be quite heavy at the end.. Hehe... Derrick was way ahead of us. Four of us (Simon, Kian Beng, Yan Wai and I) were hiking together; Sze-Lyn and Jason at the back with the guide and porter. The last two kilometers were tiring but seeing the rest striving motivated to go on. At last, we have made it to Laban Rata around 5p.m.. After dinner we went to the place we stayed which I have forgotten the name! Isyk! None of us slept well that night due to the migrain and headache. Started off the second part of the journey around 2.30p.m. Still dark and can't really see the road in front of you. After around 0.5km, I felt like dying.. No la.. Felt like vomitting... Wanted so much to give up. Even the guide kept telling me that I shouldn't go on if I am not feeling well... But I decided to keep walking after resting for awhile. It took another 2.7km to reach the summit from Laban Rata. Almost half of the way we got up to Laban Rata. So that reminded me how long I have to go which indirectly made me feel that I sure cannot make it. I was left far behind from the rest that time already. But I slowly picked up my pace and met up with Yan Wai, Jason and Kian Beng. Then Jason left us behind. Kian Beng decided to stay when she reached the check point. Yan Wai and I still struggled to go on while the guide kept telling us that we should stop if we cannot make it. When we reached 8.0km, we thought we should just stop there. We even took photos there. A few China tourists came and took photos there also. When they left, they saw us still sitting. So they persuaded us to go on since we were already so close. We agreed but we told each other we'll just see how far we can go. After a few hundred meters, I was really exhausted because the road was quite steep. The guide saw and he took me by hand and led me to walk the easier path. When I came to the last 2oo meters I guess, I wanted so much to give up and he asked me to sit by the side which was not as cold. After a few minutes, I regretted and called out for the guide and said that "tak puas hati la kalau sampai sana." After he heard that, he dragged me up there no matter how many times I told him I cannot make it already because it was kind of hard for me to breath. I told him I really cannot make it. Then he said "Boleh, mesti boleh. Kenapa cakap tak boleh? Janganla menangis, nanti saya menangis juga." Joker la him... Finally, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255);font-size:180%;" &gt;I've made it!!!!&lt;/span&gt; And guess what I did when I reached the signbooard.... haha... I cried!! I don't know why but I just cried. Jason and Yan Wai who were standing there were shocked I guess by my reaction. I guess those were tears of joy.. Haha.. I seriously do not know how I got myself up there. Unbelievable... "&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Lene, people like me also can make it, sure you can one la. So go for it girl!&lt;/span&gt;" The weather was very good that day that we can see the sunrise very clearly that day. The guides did say that we were indeed very lucky. Too bad my camera was not with me so I did not take photos but Derrick did. He took a lot of nice photos. For this time, I did not care much about the sunrise. Being able to stand up there was the greatest challenge that I thought I could not achieve. But all glory to God that I was reminded that nothing is impossible! =) But really, I would have given up even before I reached the check point, when I started to feel like vomitting. I did not get to stay there for long to take photos because I reached late, really late. Going back to the place we stayed was not that difficult and scary as the guide told me maybe because now we can see the route. Seriously, he really likes to scare people...&lt;br /&gt;We took our own sweet time over the breakfast to have some rest. Then we started off the last 6km back to the starting point. Huh... That was long... The first 2 km were okay. Then I felt the pain on my legs. Then one side of my sport shoes spoilt. I had to use my name tag string to tie the whole thing together. I should have take a photo of that. Haha... The guide was so good that he gave me his name tag string to tie. Hehe... Seriously, the walking stick helped a lot. Without it, maybe I will opt to roll down the trail instead of walking. Haha... Slow and steady was what we did as we went down because we do not want to hurt our knee. Thanks to the guy who told us that. One friend of ours whom we met there got his knees swollen when he reached because he was going very fast. As I was going down, I kept wondering how did I actually got up to Laban Rata the day before. Thank God!! I think the funniest part was we were so happy when we saw the waterfall because that showed we were reaching soon. After the last corner, we knew that we can see the &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;Timpohon gate&lt;/span&gt;.... But we can also see the long stairs we had to take to reach &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;Timpohon Gate&lt;/span&gt; which will make you feel like "&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;aw, why la put stairs at such a place??&lt;/span&gt;" My right knee was really painful already because all these while there is something wrong with my right knee but I do not know what is it. Simon gave me his walking stick which meant I used two walking sticks to go up the stairs. Argh.... that was.... I don't know... Hahaha.... It was just so great to reach the gate!!!!! Amen!!!! I remembered that time when they asked me "&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt; will you climb KK again?&lt;/span&gt;" My answer that time was "&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;NO!&lt;/span&gt;" but now when I think back I think &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;I might&lt;/span&gt;.... I had a great experience there though I can't walk properly like a normal person for few days, I can't sit down and get up easily for few days and I have headache when I see stairs. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;My only regret-- I did not take a solo photo at the summit with the signboard because I was too busy crying!!!!!!! Argh!!!!!!!! That should be the reason why I go up there again... &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;To take a solo photo at the peak!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, it took me many days to believe and remember that I have made it to the top. It all seemed unreal, like a dream... Besides the pain I felt on my legs and knees, I couldn't recall how I got up and down... It was total &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;17.4km&lt;/span&gt;... I went up to &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;4096.2m above sea level&lt;/span&gt;.... Oh man! Now I know I have been there. I have left my footprints there at Mount KK... and one day, I might go back there again to retrace the path I have taken....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-4699906058319097001?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/4699906058319097001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=4699906058319097001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/4699906058319097001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/4699906058319097001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/12/indescribable_14.html' title='Indescribable....'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-7274224066306878148</id><published>2008-12-06T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T09:56:19.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KK</title><content type='html'>Our Padas plan yesterday failed because they said the water was too high, too fast and too dangerous for us to go... There was another place that we can go, but I was not so sure about the name since I did not join the discussion. We have all decided to wait we come down from mount KK because the other one is only level 2 &amp;amp; 3. Since we have come all the way, why miss the level 3 &amp;amp; 4? But if we still cannot go on the last day, then we migt have to go to the other place...&lt;br /&gt;We ended up at two islands - Pulau Sapi and Pulau Manukan, snorkeling... Serioously, that was my first time snorkeling... I do not know why am I so afraid of water when my legs can't reach the ground, and I get panic very easily. But I had fun... Saw Nemo!! Haha.... They wondered why I get so excited when I heard of nemo and I have no idea too... Maybe because I am dory gua.... But what I saw were not very clear because I could wear my spec while snorkeling... Also, many of the corals there were died because too many people have gone to these places. Hopefully I will get to snorkel soon and I hope I won't get panic to easily next time... *peace*&lt;br /&gt;Then we came back to the KK town again and walked back to our hostel following the waterfront route. As we were walking back, we passed by one street where they sell a lot of food, snacks, etc. A lot of nice food there and most importantly they were cheap also. Haha... Simon bought some fried crab which were nice and cheap. The one smaller in size was RM 0.50  each and the bigger one was just RM 2.00. That was really cheap man!!!!! We went back hostel with the food we've got and rested for awhile before we went out again for some walk and more food. We went to Wisma Merdeka and then met up with Yan Wai's friends who then brought us to try some nice bread with kaya and butter. Sounds normal but the bread they served were really soft. Then we had this fried dumpling that I like very much. They said it's just normal Hakka dish, but I am not a Hakka and quite few Hakka at my place maybe. Then they showed us around in UMS... Man! That la consider university. Engineering campus should be just one small corner of UMS... But we were told us about some other "stories" of UMS....&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, Andrea's car punctured. The gentlemen tried their best to fix it but the spare tyre in her car cannot be used and the one in her boyfriend's car cannot fit. At the end, I guess they left the car there.&lt;br /&gt;I was really tired and wanted so much to get some rest because I have not been sleeping well these few days. Somehow, my cough got even worse yesterday night. I cough "continuous", non-stop until I cannot tahan. Thought I felt better after drinking some warm water. But the effect did not stay for long. I can't recall much and I do recall I coughed the whole night. Hopefully I did not wake Kian Beng and SL up or disturb their sleep... Kinda sleepy now...&lt;br /&gt;Today is considered as the resting day in order to keep the energy for the next two days which is for climbing mount KK!!! I will surely get up there!!!!! Haha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-7274224066306878148?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/7274224066306878148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=7274224066306878148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/7274224066306878148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/7274224066306878148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/12/kk.html' title='KK'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-4278209698227417023</id><published>2008-12-04T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T13:40:07.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First stop - Kudat!</title><content type='html'>We're are now back in Kota Kinabalu after spending one night at Kudat!!! I shall not talk about how I got to the LCCT from my hometown because it was not really a pleasant journey since I was sick and kept coughing all the way. My first time taking flight-- not so good as well... Reason being I was coughing all the way also due to the air condition. I was so scared that I might wake the guy sitting beside me and I was even more worried when the guy beside me and in front of me started coughing... Haha.... I managed to get the seat near window so I managed to see all the nice view... Haha... First time ma, sure more excited... But there is something that I think I should say is that our flight was delayed 5 hours from the original time la...&lt;br /&gt;After we reached KK, we went straight to Kudat to meet up with Yee Ting and her friends... It took us about 3 hours to get there but according to Yee Ting, that is considered near already.. I felt like it took forever to reach because I was really really hungry... But the dinner we took after we got there was great! I think the pictures we took could explain more but I can only upload when I get back. After the dinner, we went to Esplanade for a walk. A place where they usually hang out. Though nothing much, but quite fun to go with a gang of friends. Also, there were people singing karaoke in open air. Cool.... The next morning, we went jalan-jalan at the old town areas and took a lot of random snaps. Then we went to have "brunch"... We had Fish Head Beehoon, Prawn Beehoon and Tomyam Beehoon which were really nice....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXoK2GZXMI/AAAAAAAAAOM/wOT4pVp80fs/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXoK2GZXMI/AAAAAAAAAOM/wOT4pVp80fs/s200/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279881411180453058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXnysqhugI/AAAAAAAAAN8/UWUQYn7HD5M/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXnysqhugI/AAAAAAAAAN8/UWUQYn7HD5M/s200/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279880996330781186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXn-mxbu8I/AAAAAAAAAOE/XCRDVlB8VzM/s1600-h/2.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/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXn-mxbu8I/AAAAAAAAAOE/XCRDVlB8VzM/s200/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279881200907566018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we headed towards the TIP of BORNEO.... Super nice place.... The sea, the view, the wave, everything... so nice.... Another nice place after that was Pantai Kulambu.... The thing I like the most about this place is the super fine sand.... So soft... The water is very clear..... Again, lots of photos were taken there..... I wish to blog more details but I think maybe I will do it later when I have more time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXpXeWgQzI/AAAAAAAAAOU/bfb6GweCDZY/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXpXeWgQzI/AAAAAAAAAOU/bfb6GweCDZY/s200/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279882727655490354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXpYeV9abI/AAAAAAAAAO0/IFJdS-yqmUY/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXpYeV9abI/AAAAAAAAAO0/IFJdS-yqmUY/s200/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279882744833075634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXpYD7dGbI/AAAAAAAAAOs/WwP_hjQ0Ld8/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXpYD7dGbI/AAAAAAAAAOs/WwP_hjQ0Ld8/s200/9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279882737742584242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXrFPBQIJI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Bf9usC0bKOE/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXrFPBQIJI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Bf9usC0bKOE/s200/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279884613325430930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos from the Tip of Borneo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXsoG7atRI/AAAAAAAAAPE/T1WZ7fDGA-E/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXsoG7atRI/AAAAAAAAAPE/T1WZ7fDGA-E/s200/10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279886311960524050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXsoMuwglI/AAAAAAAAAPU/LpQtjjbsfX8/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXsoWqlkUI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Qkixn4SarNY/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXsoWqlkUI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Qkixn4SarNY/s200/15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279886316184899906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXsoJydxMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/DnzUaNLMpj0/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 151px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXsoJydxMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/DnzUaNLMpj0/s200/11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279886312728282306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXsoMuwglI/AAAAAAAAAPU/LpQtjjbsfX8/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXsoMuwglI/AAAAAAAAAPU/LpQtjjbsfX8/s200/12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279886313518039634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXteh4YuHI/AAAAAAAAAPs/nswZ9mzti-M/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXteh4YuHI/AAAAAAAAAPs/nswZ9mzti-M/s200/13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279887246908504178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photos from Pantai Kulambu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tomorrow we will go for Padas white water rafting!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Sze-Lyn, Jason and I still not very feeling well.. I am a bit better than them.... Hopefully I can recover soon...... Pray for me.... Pray for us....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-4278209698227417023?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/4278209698227417023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=4278209698227417023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/4278209698227417023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/4278209698227417023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-stop-kudat.html' title='First stop - Kudat!'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUXoK2GZXMI/AAAAAAAAAOM/wOT4pVp80fs/s72-c/3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-7412368827903629368</id><published>2008-12-02T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T16:56:33.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I come, Sabah!!!</title><content type='html'>Back in Parit Buntar again before leaving for KL, together with Yan Wai and Kian Beng. Tomorrow 7 of us will be taking flight to Sabah!!!! (ps: This is my first time taking flight~ Hehe..) The bad news I know is that out of the 7 persons, there are 4 that have fallen sick and not recovered yet. I am one of them. I was sick since 28th Nov, the day I went back to home town. I went to see doctor at our university's Pusat Kesihatan before I went back. But the medicine she gave me didn't really help. Instead, the chinese medicine which tastes really awful helped a lot... I had fever, sore throat and then cough... Till now, I still cough as if the whole lungs will come out very soon. But thank God it is much better now. I just hope that it will subside before we climb mount KK.&lt;br /&gt;When I was on the way back here, I received message from my friends that we will be having seminar tomorrow which those students under my supervisor must come. But I will be in airport that time checking in already. I have tried to ask them what's the seminar about and also tried to send message to my lecturer to tell her about it. But she hasn't reply me yet. I am quite worried that she will be mad at me. But I have planned this much earlier and I was notified about this seminar like 2 hours ago. Now I just have to pray that she will be fine about it. Hopefully.....&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, this incident has influenced me a little... Not as excited as before because need to worry about the seminar.... =(  mood spoiler....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-7412368827903629368?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/7412368827903629368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=7412368827903629368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/7412368827903629368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/7412368827903629368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/12/here-i-come-sabah.html' title='Here I come, Sabah!!!'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-3128999790200630521</id><published>2008-11-28T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T14:19:36.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VBS!!!</title><content type='html'>My first VBS experience was in Aaron's church in Ipoh. That was great! Few of us from the CF went to help out as group leaders and worship team. I cannot recall how many children were there but for sure, a lot... It was really fun playing with the kids... Perhaps my experiences being a nursery teacher and having a great mum running a nursery do help me a lot to get along with kids. That VBS experience in Ipoh somehow inspired Sister Santa to have one at our church as well. I was excited to hear that. But of course, we do not expect to have one as big scale as the one in Aaron's church.&lt;br /&gt;So back to this recent VBS in PBBC, the theme was "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Paradise Island&lt;/span&gt;". Joshua and Sze-lyn(SL) were in charge of the decoration. Believe me, they have done very very great job. When all the props were set, the stage and everything looked so nice. I wish to upload a photo of the stage here but I am yet to get the photos from SL. It was a bit tiring though for most of us doing the deco because it was right after exams and people like Aaron still has to work also. But I guess we all had fun and a sense of achievement when seeing the outcome of our hard works.. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;One the first day of the real thing, the four of us were actually quite tired because we worked till quite late the night before. But I believe we were energized during the Praise and Worship time although it requires quite some energy... Haha.... So happy to see all those kids following us to do the actions for the songs. It's true, most of them did... expect few macho ones... Haha... Aaron and I were in charge of the story. Each day we have different stories to bring out different values. We blind-folded the kids and brought into dark room as we told the stories. We used all kinds of things to make them feel as if they were really experiencing it. I think some of the things we used worked out well and we were so proud of it... Haha... At least I am... hehe... Really enjoyed working with Aaron. We enjoyed too as story tellers.... Haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Yan Wai&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Derrick&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Simon &lt;/span&gt;came to help as well... Yan Wai was in charged of games together with SL, I didn't get to see how he got along with the kids. Did he bully them? Or he actually kena bullied? Haha... Then Derrick as the group leader of about 10 kids I guess... Most of them were quite young... Seriously, this was the first time I saw the "fatherly side" of Derrick when he grabbed the younger ones so that they won't run around... I hope he is not reading my blog... haha.... And, Joy likes him a lot.. Can see her following him around.. Hehe... Simon came to help as photographer for one and a half day... Haha... He didn't really have much contacts with the kids. But he sure did take a lot of nice photos for us with his DSLR... haha... SL has a lot of fans as well... because she is the nice jie jie that you can bully... =P&lt;br /&gt;For my personal experience and feelings, I enjoyed all the time there. Although it took me long time to get myself out of the bed every morning, although I felt very sleepy the moment before the P&amp;amp;W starts, although there were some really mischievous kids, although I was very tired running around in the dark story room and pulling the mattress &amp;amp; fish net with all my strength, although I got so tired after going back home, but I always feel the excitement when I am with those kids. Perhaps that's my calling to work with kids..?? God knows... I don't yet... It is really great to see how little things you do can actually affect the kids... They all absorb fast... Things you inculcate or put in their mind would somehow mould them to be someone... But because of this also, we have to be very careful... The wrong things we taught might give them wrong values as well... I always salute Sunday school teachers because from the few that I know, they always try their best to bring out values in very creative ways in order to make these things stay in the heart of the children... For me, that is not an easy task... But I really love to be with kids... Some say, it's because I am like one of them, or look like one of them.... -_-|||&lt;br /&gt;By the way, did I mention we have 42 kids for the VBS? Our target was 50. Two days before VBS, we only have 24 people signed up if I am not mistaken. On Sunday itself, many people signed up and we reached the amount of 42!!!! Praise the Lord!!! Let's continue to pray for these kids that what they have learnt will stay with them and make impact in their lives!!&lt;br /&gt;Soon, I will post some photos of VBS.... some editting needed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUX09eDFiII/AAAAAAAAAP0/kKaaXVJPWSg/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUX09eDFiII/AAAAAAAAAP0/kKaaXVJPWSg/s200/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279895475036981378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUX094r_P2I/AAAAAAAAAP8/OpnzzuPz_1k/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUX094r_P2I/AAAAAAAAAP8/OpnzzuPz_1k/s200/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279895482187857762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUX1lqsIbOI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Ssdc9ii8IDM/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-3128999790200630521?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/3128999790200630521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=3128999790200630521' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/3128999790200630521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/3128999790200630521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/11/vbs.html' title='VBS!!!'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SUX09eDFiII/AAAAAAAAAP0/kKaaXVJPWSg/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-7016865596520957354</id><published>2008-11-28T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T02:23:05.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another semester break??</title><content type='html'>Of course not! This is considered as my last semester break because after the next semester, I think most of us ( the final year's) should be working or start searching for job... Yea, I am feeling kind of weird... Supposed to be in bed by now but the feeling to blog stopped me... Used to be very excited to go back home, though I still am now.. But probably that is because most of my friends have went back to hometown as well... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Also, I am obliged to go home because my younger bro will be back from UMS tomorrow... &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am just kidding... Right after all my papers, we started to prepare for VBS (which I will talk about it in another post) and then the real thing. I have been spending almost the whole week with people, a lot of people.... Now, when everything is over and turns back normal, I don't quite fit in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Feel kinda lonely though.... Perhaps that is also another reason why I fell the eagerness to go back home... To somewhere I can feel belonged again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-7016865596520957354?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/7016865596520957354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=7016865596520957354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/7016865596520957354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/7016865596520957354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-another-semester-break.html' title='Just another semester break??'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-3354522495921158995</id><published>2008-11-08T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T21:12:30.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>There may be times that you are so afraid to face but they still come anyway. Why fear when you know best that God is in control of all things? Good or bad, He has His plans.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-3354522495921158995?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/3354522495921158995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=3354522495921158995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/3354522495921158995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/3354522495921158995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-2320411316800227963</id><published>2008-10-16T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T13:09:46.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ending SOOOoon.....</title><content type='html'>After this debate, I will only need to wait for the individual interview next week then I am done with LHP 456.  Yes!!!!! Although it doesn't not have final or need to do assignments, but still getting lazier to go class, to talk and talk and talk.... But the one good thing is no need to sit for final la... This is why I chose this subject initially... Hehehe.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-2320411316800227963?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/2320411316800227963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=2320411316800227963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2320411316800227963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2320411316800227963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/10/ending-sooooon.html' title='Ending SOOOoon.....'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-8344796908402304410</id><published>2008-09-27T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T01:12:14.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Camp '08 @ CCC</title><content type='html'>Had been a little bit too busy for me recently until I forgot I wanted to blog about the CF Family Camp I joined. As the final year students in CF said, this might be the last family camp that we can join unless we stay for master. Well, I joined the camp with only one intention which was to enjoy the camp and treasure the fellowship I can have with the others. I didn't really expect much from the camp itself, not that I didn't want to learn anything but probably I didn't think about it much since I was also quite busy before the camp.&lt;br /&gt;This year, I think we had the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;most campers&lt;/span&gt; ever since I came to USM. I am proud to say that I have never missed any of the family camp. For each camp, I brought back different things with me. I was really glad that many first year students have decided to join the camp and also for those like Yee Ting and Siaw Ping who joined us as well. For me, I think it will take me a lot of courage to join a camp that most people have already known each other but I do not really know them at all. I hope they enjoyed the time as well.&lt;br /&gt;This year we had our camp at the seaside - Christian Conventional Centre located at Batu Ferringgi. My first year, we went to a "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;kuala&lt;/span&gt;" - Kuala Gula; Second year, we went up to a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;hill&lt;/span&gt; - Maxwell Hill; Third year, we went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;resort&lt;/span&gt; - Cinta Sayang Resort; This year, we went to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;beach&lt;/span&gt; - Batu Ferringgi. This place was a very familiar place for me. I had a lot of memories at this place too. But that's not what I want to talk about for this post.&lt;br /&gt;Hm... Where should I start?? Ok, when we were leaving from campus, it was raining very heavily but I can see that everyone was still very excited. It only took us about 45 minutes to 1 hour to reach our destination i guess because I only managed to sleep for a very short time. I really like the place a lot. It's really a place for camp and I always like staying in dorms for camps. Only for camps... Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Initially I wanted to write down everything that I remember but it will be too lengthy. Perhaps I just want to share about few things that touched my heart or significant to me.&lt;br /&gt;1. As I have said earlier that I only went with expectation to enjoy the camp rather than learning from the camp. Haha... Sounded like I did not trust the speaker... Of course that's not true. I knew very well that Annette is a very powerful speaker. But for those previous camps, I remembered I always pray that God will speak to me and let me see new things. For this camp, I have no preparation at all. But even the first session on the very first night has touched me so much. It was as though the voice was meant to speak directly to me personally. Those words pierced into my heart. After the first session, I was really eagerly expecting the coming sessions. I admit that I have said that I wanted to change in many many camps. But everytime it didn't really work. Though I know that I have not totally changed but I have experienced the changes in me that make me want to do better so that one day I can really fulfill what I have said to HIM, what I have promised HIM. After I came to uni, I didn't really know since when or why that I have lost the confidence I had in myself. So many times that I tried to avoid things and thought that someone greater than me would handle it better. But the day I left the camp, I brought along the seed which Annette gave to us and asked us to name it. I have named my seed - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Mustard Seed&lt;/span&gt; (though it is a green bean) but there's a Sunday school song which talks about the Mustard seed has grown into big tree which gives shade to people, place for birds to build the nest. I truly hope that one day I can be a blessing to people around even there's so little that I can do and can bear the fruit of the spirit. Also, I was reminded of a song I have learnt from the National Conference. "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Leaving my past behind, knowing much more I'll find, taking the step into the unknown...&lt;/span&gt;" After these in uni ( sound like many many years), things that happened really helped to know more about my own self like things I didn't let go after all the years, the struggles, the strongholds that I tried to deny. But they have all made me stronger.&lt;br /&gt;2. I really managed to have very good fellowship with the juniors especially those who were in my group. For some of them, I really managed to spend time talking and chatting with them. For some, I sang songs together with them. For some, I played different different games with them. Even for some, I let them "bully" me for the sake of entertaining them since they did not have anything else better to do. Hah! Though they called me "senior" or "auntie" but they still played with me as if I am one of their age. Sometimes, I was kind of worry that I might miss out or neglect someone, making them feel abandoned. But these juniors really impressed me. They will find their activities and hang out with people not only from their batch. Cool~~ Because I know that sometimes I will tend to stick to people I have already known very well. I was really blessed by them.&lt;br /&gt;3. This year, I finally managed to guess who my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;BEE&lt;/span&gt; was... He was surprised that I managed to figure it out, I was surprised that my guess was right too.. HAHAHA... Perhaps my brain started functioning.... Hahaha... I guess I can now graduate happily, without regret... Haha... Too bad that my honey managed to find me out although his first guess was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WRONG&lt;/span&gt;!! I thought I managed to con him... Hahaha.... Anyway, I managed to confuse him a little bit. Hehe... There is longer story to this honey and bee thingy because I myself ruined my initial plan. Haha.. And that story just explained how blur I was....&lt;br /&gt;4. One last thing that I can remember for now.... Haha.... There are some other things but forgive me because I always have memory loss... Well, I am never a good game player, especially for those games which need to use my brain. Just like what I said just now, I think my brain doesn't function well most of the time. Haha... BUT, I was proud of myself that I managed to get the answer &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;TWICE&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;CLUEDO&lt;/span&gt; game although there were people who were one step faster than me!!!! Never mind... Haha.... Also, I managed to get the clue of the games Edmond asked us to guess. Haha... Proudnya... Honestly, I am very bad at all these but somehow my brain worked that night... Haha.... But also sorry la my teammates for pictionary, because I did not know how to draw ENGLAND.... Hehe... I did not know the flag of ENGLAND.... I am deeply sorry about it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Now I will remember the flag of ENGLAND for the rest of my life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, still, it became a very long post... But who cares... This is the only way to help me remember things that I really want them to be remembered since I always memory loss.... This is not really long-term or even short-term memory loss... Maybe I should consider it as "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Random Memory Loss&lt;/span&gt;"? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-8344796908402304410?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/8344796908402304410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=8344796908402304410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8344796908402304410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8344796908402304410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/09/family-camp-08-ccc.html' title='Family Camp &apos;08 @ CCC'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-8722764069084733403</id><published>2008-09-25T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T02:21:23.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>无题</title><content type='html'>一直以来我都很坚持，但最近或近几个月我的坚持开始动摇了。我需要答案，但我知道这个答案不是我一个人努力就可以找到，但可以和我努力的人却不在乎。。。我还能怎样？太多的话想说，却找不到聆听的人。。。我还应该执著吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-8722764069084733403?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/8722764069084733403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=8722764069084733403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8722764069084733403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8722764069084733403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='无题'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-8657093058754300812</id><published>2008-08-20T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T12:02:30.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CoNvO!!</title><content type='html'>The day after the OLR was our beloved seniors' convocation. As usual we went in big group to congratulate and share their happiness on their BIG DAY! Haha... But everytime when I went for convo, I just can;t help thinking whether I can escape convo... Haha... I'm just kidding. It only happens once in a life time unless I want to take another degree or PhD or master... Here goes another batch of seniors and now my batch is the older people now. And soon, it will be our turn. Haih~~~ I just hope that we can still keep in touch after we all graduate.... "Take care all my seniors and all the best in your work no matter where you are~~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Wanted to upload some photos of the convo but I just realized I have very little in my own camera. Gotta wait till I collect from the rest~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, as usual we did not end our trip to convo there in USM. This year we went to another place for steamboat feast... Wow... The food was quite nice. I enjoyed the ice cream a lot. Too bad Simon and I had to leave earlier because we have a bus to catch at 11.30p.m. in Parit Buntar. Sad~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-8657093058754300812?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/8657093058754300812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=8657093058754300812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8657093058754300812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8657093058754300812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/08/convo.html' title='CoNvO!!'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-1350936905975433471</id><published>2008-08-20T06:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T15:36:07.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE LIFE REVOLUTION!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SLEPQzNrIqI/AAAAAAAAADU/6l4egUyj7yI/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SLEPQzNrIqI/AAAAAAAAADU/6l4egUyj7yI/s320/untitled1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237984622908482210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SKuVFU02AwI/AAAAAAAAACg/bG84i3uuCpg/s1600-h/IMG_4801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SKuVFU02AwI/AAAAAAAAACg/bG84i3uuCpg/s320/IMG_4801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236442910470570754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... I am now back in Parit Buntar before I leave for Alor Setar for the rest of my mid sem break. The week before the break was crazy, busy and exhausting. First was the ONE LIFE REVOLUTION in Gurney Plaza, Penang. Aaron, Simon and I went as volunteers to help out in the exhibition for two sessions. It was really AWESOME! The response was quite good. I really hope that those who have gone for the exhibit will bring home something with them. Yeah! One Life Do Something!! This exhibit actually got us pumped up... So Aaron and I were planning to help out in the Kuantan one as well... Haha... Perhaps anyone would wanna sponsor us the bus tickets???? Hahaha... I remembered the last day everyone (the crews and volunteers) just went crazy... Haha... The first day I was helping out in the clinic... And I realized that I so not suitable to work in the clinic... Haha... Then I went tp help out as usher. I enjoyed it though the people didn't really respond on the very first day and first shift somemore.&lt;br /&gt;On the third day, last shift, I was helping at the merchandise area. Wow! The response was very very good... I think I enjoyed this the most... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;As my personal experience in the exhibit, I went through the story of Srey Mom... It was really heart-breaking at first. But thank God that she has made it through. She is very strong and encouraged me in many ways.&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward for the one in Kuantan... But that still depends on Simon Chai whether he allows us to stay at his place. Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-1350936905975433471?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/1350936905975433471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=1350936905975433471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/1350936905975433471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/1350936905975433471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-life-revolution.html' title='ONE LIFE REVOLUTION!!'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/SLEPQzNrIqI/AAAAAAAAADU/6l4egUyj7yI/s72-c/untitled1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-1740300991911740474</id><published>2008-08-09T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T01:05:56.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~SeLaH~~</title><content type='html'>At first I was still thinking whether I should go for Selah or just stay in the room and sleep for the whole day. Somehow I have decided to go Selah... Now, I have no regret going to Selah...&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time at Selah. We spent the morning in Air Itam Dam. I brought along my cross-stitch.. Yes, cross-stitch... I am glad to say that it is almost done... Just left a little bit more. I was sitting by the dam as I did my cross-stitch, then I saw two tortoises that swam in the water. They constantly came out to the surface to get some air I guess.. Then they went back into the water again. Somehow, that scene spoke to me that I need to give time to myself and God constantly even though I may already get used to the business of life. It is important not only to listen to myself but also to God. Yeah, I forgot to mention that it was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;girl's Selah&lt;/span&gt; and I really enjoyed the fellowship of sisters. Haha....&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, we went back to FES office where we did more reflections which really encouraged me and somehow gave me strength to face situation that I am in now. Though I was not given a clear answer of what I should do but it gave me peace in my heart and enabled me to look at things from other perspectives. I can say that my heart has never been this peaceful after so long of chaotic life... Haha... Not really chaotic la.. It is just that my mind and my heart were always been occupied by too many things that I might not even able to help anything. I enjoyed the time just to be quiet and be alone. I enjoyed the scenery and the beauty of nature and God's creation. I enjoyed the time sharing with others and hearing their comments. I simply enjoyed this day and I am thankful for what God has planned for me. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"O Lord, You have examined my heart and know everything about me." Psalm 139:1&lt;/span&gt; He knows what I need the most at this point of my life... And I know very well that all I need to do is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;HOLD ON TO HIM&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for Your wonderful love....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-1740300991911740474?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/1740300991911740474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=1740300991911740474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/1740300991911740474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/1740300991911740474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/08/selah.html' title='~~SeLaH~~'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-454362563316692086</id><published>2008-08-07T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T11:42:13.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Fruitful~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wow... It has been so long since I last updated my blog... The last post was during LI I guess....&lt;br /&gt;These two weeks are quite busy and eventful. Haha... I have finally selected my FYP title and got my title on Friday night. Thank GOD, I got the title I selected. Then I don't remember what really happened other days but I do remember I was really exhausted when it came to Friday. Many who went to prayer meeting would have seen how blur I was. And yet, I went to Sunway Carnival that afternoon to watch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;The X-Files&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; which turned out to be quite disappointing. Perhaps I was expecting some aliens to come out... Haha.... But as I remembered, I was not a big fan of The X-Files series.... Then I had a wonderful dinner at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Manhattan Fish Market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; in Autocity with Simon. The food was great, the fellowship was great~~ When I came back to campus, I realized that I need to prepare for my LI poster as I won't be around during the weekend and the exhibition will be on the coming Thursday. I only managed to sleep around 3.00a.m..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The next morning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Simon, Aaron and I went for the volunteer's training of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;One Life Revolution Exhibition&lt;/span&gt; that will be going on next week. The training was held in KDU, Penang. It was a very informative training where we learned not only about things we need to do during the exhibition, but we also learned more detailed about HIV/AIDS. Right after the training, both Simon and I rushed back to Parit Buntar to meet up with Sze-lyn and Jason to go to KL for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;PASSION CONFERENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I have no regret going to the conference despite we have to rush back to Parit Buntar the night itself because few of us have class and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;stupid OBE Accreditation which are unmissable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway, Passion was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;! The last concert I went to was Planetshaker's which was during my first year in uni. Somehow I enjoyed more during this Passion KL. The whole thing was really great. The story shared by Louie really touched me. I enjoyed the worship so so much until I almost lost my voice.. Haha... Managed to meet some of them from Camp Cameron. I was so happy to be able to meet Ai Wei~~ We started our journey back after the supper at Murni. This time, it's turn for Simon to drive. After we entered the highway, he was too tired, so I took over and drove. I was super sleepy so I kept pinching myself to keep myself awake... Hehe... I only managed to drive until Simpang Pulai and I  knew very well I cannot "tahan" anymore. So poor Simon had to drive again. We reached Parit Buntar around 5.00a.m.. Wow~~ Thank GOD for protection.&lt;br /&gt;After coming back here, everyone who went still very excited with the Passion KL and I believe we did keep &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Passion Jakarta&lt;/span&gt; in our prayer. After reading the 268blog, I am sure that God has touched many more people there. Hallelujah!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then I started to rush for my poster. Thank GOD that I managed to finish "cut and paste" in one night... Hehe... This part was easy actually. Just the selecting info and printing part took a lot of time. Then two "short" assignments came and I needed to prepare for the bible study... I was very nervous because I was my first time leading bible study. I do not know why am I so tension or what to be afraid of, but STILL I was scared... Hahaha.... Anyway, I have made it through the first. Thanks a lot to Derrick who has helped me to answer a lot of questions asked by my dear CG member, Simon Chai. But his questions did help me to learn more also la... Just that I became tension when I do not know how to answer. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;Well, later will be my LI exhibition already. Am I fully prepared? Not really.. Haha.. I am supposed to read my report to refresh me of what I have learnt but I ended up blogging. That's what I always do - get diverted easily... Ok, so I should end here. But I am really excited now about the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;One Life Exhibition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; next week and also my spoken English presentation!! Please pray that the exhibition will bring great impact to all who will come... Hope to see you guys there if possible too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-454362563316692086?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/454362563316692086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=454362563316692086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/454362563316692086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/454362563316692086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/08/fruitful.html' title='~Fruitful~'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-5102528047680560356</id><published>2008-04-30T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T20:07:24.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/odomMo8S8Co&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/odomMo8S8Co&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 0px; display: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Came across this song today..... I got to know this song from dear.... And I like it~~~ If not mistaken, his blog also has this song..... He will surely say I follow him one.. Don't care... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-5102528047680560356?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/5102528047680560356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=5102528047680560356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5102528047680560356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5102528047680560356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/04/broken.html' title='Broken'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-2634957495274242873</id><published>2008-04-28T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T18:30:42.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~sLeEpY dAy~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was very sleepy today. I guess it was because I slept very late yesterday night... Super duper sleepy... Also I had not much things to do today... Went to do some peel tests today but this time I observed very very very carefully.. Haha... And I think I understand the results I obtained better today.. Hehe... After that, I just remembered I walked from one place to another place to get this and that... Finally I got back to my place... I watched the CDs one of the senior engineer gave me and all I can remember was I was fishing all the way in front of the computer... Haha~~ Then Ann "ajak" me to go lunch.. So I did... After lunch, nothing to do again.. So I started to chat with another young female senior engineer beside me... Until SK asked me to go to the line with him.. Nothing much to do there also.. He was trying to explain about the pick and place handler to me... But I can only recall seeing him walking here and there to take things la, calling don't know who la, etc....Haha... He was supposed to teach me to operate the machine but he got something else to do. So I went back to the office... Then, it was almost time for tea break already.. Haha.... Time passed quite fast though... Went with Way Foong, then came the rest of the gang.... After the break, just tried to tabulate the data I obtained... The time I finished already time to go back already... HooRay!!!! And my senior engineer told me that my supervisor said this Friday I no need to go work!!!! HAHAHAHA.... So happy now~~~~ Therefore, I only have two more working days for this week... Nyiak nyiak nyiak.... Thought of going home but I hope I can choose not to drive... But then no one will be fetching from the bus terminal then when I reach Alor Setar since mum doesn't have a car there... How le?? Hm~~~~~~ Or should I go back the week after?? So that I can celebrate Mother's Day.... Oh yea, now I remember I need to call someone~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-2634957495274242873?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/2634957495274242873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=2634957495274242873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2634957495274242873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2634957495274242873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/04/sleepy-day.html' title='~~sLeEpY dAy~~'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-4265616130193811888</id><published>2008-04-27T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T18:00:01.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 9th Time</title><content type='html'>I went back to help my mum to shift house back to Alor Setar during the weekend. So I went back to the house at Jalan Delima, Penang after work on Friday... Almost all the things are packed in boxes already. So I went to online that night after dinner.... Had a quite tiring day that Friday because I did a lot of testing that whole and had been walking from one area to another area.  Too tired to write my log book after coming back from the cyber cafe so I decided to sleep a little bit earlier because the next day was going to be a long day..&lt;br /&gt;Woke up kinda early to carrying all the boxes down to the living room. Had breakfast with mum, bro and sis... Then we went back to wait for the lorry to come... When it finally came, all of us stunned.... Because it was very small... We knew very well that it can't fit all our things... Speechless... Mum called up the friend who helped us to find the lorry. Although mum kept on telling him few days earlier that we had a lot of stuff to shift, yet he insisted that this lorry is sufficient... Haih~~ So both my brothers were trying to talk to the driver and ask whether he could help us to find a bigger one. My sister called up her church friends to ask also.. Thank God that we finally managed to find a bigger one!!! But when the lorry came, it was nearly 12 o'clock already. However, it was definitely much better than making two trips. That Indian guy was quite "geng" because he really can squeeze many things into the lorry... Fully utilizing the space..&lt;br /&gt;When the lorry left, we also left in two cars to Alor Setar then.... It was still ok for me to drive though it was really a hot weather to travel. But we managed to reached there safely... The lorry wasn't there yet when we reached our house. Of course la... How can the lorry be faster than the two cars... Some more one is Honda Civic... Haha... After lunch and some rest, the lorry was not here yet... The lorry only managed to reach around 6 o'clock in the evening... Sweat.... So we spent the whole night unpacking the things. Only managed to have dinner around 10 o'clock... Had ayamas.. haha.. Yum yum~~~&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, i cannot tahan already... I wonder how come my brothers and sister still can watch series... Slept until 10 this morning... Mum and bro and sis already went to market.... Both my brothers and I left AS earlier to come back to Penang. Sis will be coming back later. The feeling was kinda strange when I left younger bro at home and elder bro at bus terminal to go back to KL.. Younger bro and sis will be staying near Tanjung Bungah while I will be staying at Sungai Ara.. Everyone is staying so far away from each other.... Kinda worry of mum staying alone at AS also... Will try to go back to visit her as much as possible if my financial allows... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;Quite tiring after driving for so long dy.. Gonna rest and write my log book tonight.....&lt;br /&gt;Btw, this is the 9th time i shift house dy~~~ I think all of us are quite cekap in shifting house already which so much experiences.... My sis and elder bro will have more... Hehe.....&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this is why sometimes I really long to settle down... But I know to find "that place" is not easy.... But no matter how, I know someday I will go back "home" where I will stay eternally....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-4265616130193811888?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/4265616130193811888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=4265616130193811888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/4265616130193811888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/4265616130193811888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/04/9th-time.html' title='The 9th Time'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-3999561581481615910</id><published>2008-04-23T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T21:24:05.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another day at my workplace with more rules and regulations, do's and dont's, etc... Just lepaking around with 3 other abandoned trainees.. Haha... Not really "lepak" lepak la... Just did nothing much lo.. Haha.... So I ended my third day of LI... Haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I guess I'll get busier when I really start work la... So till then, I still have strength to online and update my blog....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I'll have two more days then it will be weekend... Just wondering, do all/most working people count days like I do?? Haha.. I think only lazy pigs will... Haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's really comfortable to stay with Sui Ying and her family.. They are all very very friendly and kind.. I really do not know how to thank them for everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haven't really started writing my log book.. Most of my coursemates in the same company already started... So I think I should also... I mean start now! Hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-3999561581481615910?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/3999561581481615910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=3999561581481615910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/3999561581481615910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/3999561581481615910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/04/another-day.html' title='Another Day!!'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-5202210194394887685</id><published>2008-04-21T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T19:08:44.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~FiRsT dAy~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing much.. Just briefing and orientation.... Kinda boring... Just one thing that struck me today -- I FORGOT TO BRING MY LOG BOOK!!!! HaiYoh!! How come I so careless one?? Haih~~ There are 6 of us from the same course and another guy from EE school... So we still got each other to chat with when we were so boring just now... We also spent quite some time reading in the library while waiting for time to pass.. Haha.... But it was kind of exciting when we toured around the company... One thing that is very strange is that they do have a lot of mirrors everywhere... Why le?? I also don't know... The first day doing nothing also I am so tired already.. I cannot imagine how will I be after two months~~ Haha.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-5202210194394887685?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/5202210194394887685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=5202210194394887685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5202210194394887685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5202210194394887685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-day.html' title='~~FiRsT dAy~~'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-2522555036510683820</id><published>2008-04-16T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T16:21:38.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Struggling~~~</title><content type='html'>Had my second last paper today.. One word to describe that paper-- bad.. I was really tired... I felt really sleepy half way through the exam... I believe my brain cannot function properly.. At the last moment only I realized that I have chosen the wrong question... ARGHHH!!!!  So now it kinda spoiled my mood to study for the next paper.. I think I will watch a movie first then I study... Good idea??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-2522555036510683820?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/2522555036510683820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=2522555036510683820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2522555036510683820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2522555036510683820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/04/struggling.html' title='Struggling~~~'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-7314097907794882292</id><published>2008-04-08T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T01:42:32.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finals have already started... Kinda stressed out already but still not in the mood to study... The next paper will be Thermodynamics which I really don't understand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finally got CF T-shirts today... Many may be sad and not really satisfied with the T-shirts.. But I am just so happy to see it or wear it.. Haha... Still wearing it after I tried just now~~ Maybe it is because I was the one who have been dealing with the printing and changing of designs.. Though I was not the one who designed it, but just so happy to see the products... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;But I know the designer was not very happy with it because that fellow changed the designed color...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For me, it is still acceptable because I like this color better... But I understand artistic people sometimes really don't like people to change their design.. Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somehow my happy mood is suddenly disturbed when sis called and told me that mum is moving back to Alor Setar on 26 of April. This indicates that I need to find a place to stay for my LI... Place to stay is a matter... Financial is another matter... I knew that mum will be moving back to Alor Setar sooner or later... Just that I didn't expect it to be so soon... A bit helpless.. But I think I would prefer finding solutions for my matter than being so lost and helpless... I do like surprise but I do understand now that surprise is not always good... Haha... I have much more to worry now other than finals... This can help me to not focus on the stress caused finals, which is good in some ways also right? Haha~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-7314097907794882292?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/7314097907794882292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=7314097907794882292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/7314097907794882292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/7314097907794882292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/04/mood-swing-from-good-to-bad-in-2.html' title='.....'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-8444638006851823144</id><published>2008-03-25T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T18:51:54.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sUsHi FeAsT!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just finished my lab test... I suppose this would be the last lab test for my 4 years of Material Engineering course... HoOrAy!!!! I am not going to celebrate today because I think I have already celebrated yesterday night~~~ Guess where I went??? Haha.... I went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Sushi-Kin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; last night together with dear's coursemates.. Altogether 15 of us... I am not sure whether we are just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;so desperate for sushi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; or we are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;simply slumber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... All of us actually will be having test today... I have LAB TEST and they have RELIABILITY test~~ But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;who CARES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;It's sushi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;BUY 1 GET 1 FREE Promotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!!! Don't care so much when it comes to my favorite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since there were a lot of us, so we got a room on ourselves... Though I think it would be more fun sitting outside because I can take sushi NON STOP as they "pass by"... But it was still fun to have a room on our own because we can make as much noise as we want... And I also think we should get a room because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, we were making a lot of noise... Everytime when we went out to take sushi, I think some customers must be cursing us because we always stand at the "starting point" and kidnap all the delicious sushi like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Unagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Salmon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.... HAHA.... I just couldn't remember how much I have eaten.. But this was seriously the first time I just took the sushi without hesitating much about the "price"... It is just like eating buffet~~~ The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Salmon Temaki handroll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; was very nice also with a big slice of Salmon.. Yum yum~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At the end of the "day", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;the 15 of us ate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;126 plates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt; of sushi!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Guess again, how much it cost?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;RM336.90!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Which means each person only need to pay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;RM 22.50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; for what we have eaten... I was really full that night man!!! I just like sushi so so much... I'll never get boring of eating sushi.. Seriously, now as I think of it, I hope to go there again to have another sushi feast!!! I remember the first time I went to TAO, I was so happy to see sushi, so I ate a lot. But I got scolded because I am not supposed to eat so much sushi at TAO... But I still got to eat a lot of nice stuff at TAO... Maybe my next trip should be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;TAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/R-jXHz0F_KI/AAAAAAAAACA/qevjEzsLvdY/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/R-jXHz0F_KI/AAAAAAAAACA/qevjEzsLvdY/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181627900457516194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is how much we have eaten~~~  Below: Dear and his coursemtes&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/R-jXXD0F_LI/AAAAAAAAACI/oTcx16hzYrg/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/R-jXXD0F_LI/AAAAAAAAACI/oTcx16hzYrg/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181628162450521266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/R-jX4T0F_MI/AAAAAAAAACQ/-Wku5VGoLl0/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/R-jX4T0F_MI/AAAAAAAAACQ/-Wku5VGoLl0/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181628733681171650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unagi~~  Yummy~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/R-jYKT0F_NI/AAAAAAAAACY/c7WhBF9tWlg/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/R-jYKT0F_NI/AAAAAAAAACY/c7WhBF9tWlg/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181629042918816978" 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/1518177671368825847-8444638006851823144?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/8444638006851823144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=8444638006851823144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8444638006851823144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8444638006851823144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/03/sushi-feast.html' title='sUsHi FeAsT!!!!'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_unb6oNwsP7M/R-jXHz0F_KI/AAAAAAAAACA/qevjEzsLvdY/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-8804429983544660115</id><published>2008-03-07T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T14:43:43.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~FiShErS oF MeN~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Come, follow Me, and I will make you fishers of men." Matthew 4:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Unique Breed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fishermen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;: They're not always understood by the nonfishing fraternity. More often than not, they are looked at kind of oddly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fisher of men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;: They don't lend themselves toward neat ecclesiastical job descriptions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;Passionate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fishermen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;: They are wiling to rise a godforsaken hours to pursue their love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fishers of men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;: They are passionate about their devotional life and are not deterred by their need for sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;People of knowledge and skill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fishermen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;: They know the terrain of the stream and where fish like to hide out and what they like to feed on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fishers of men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;: They know the world people live in and the things they're being attracted to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;Characterized by singleness  of purpose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fishermen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;: They are focused and concentrated on the task at hand, consumed by one simple overarching concern, catching fish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fishers of men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;: They are highly singular, driven by one desire, to see people become mature disciples. That is, spending personal time daily with God, growing in prayer and understanding the Word, sharing Christ with others, and not only that, but going on to invest time and work in them until they too are reproducing those straits in others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;People of adventure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fishermen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;: They are always looking for the next bed in the stream, never content with a fished-out hole but always on the lookout for the next productive place in the river.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fisher of men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;: They are never content with maintenance but are always on the lookout for the next opportune spot in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;Stick to the basics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fishermen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;: Old fishermen aren't particularly captivated by the latest fads and techniques.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fishers of men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;:They are not easily drawn away from the basics of discipleship, prayer, scripture and evangelism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;Eager to share their knowledge and skill with others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fishermen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;: They are only too eager to share their passion with someone of like passion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fisher of men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;: They know the great joy and exhilaration of catching men and are genuinely excited to share that joy with others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Catch fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fishermen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;: True fishermen don't use the line, "You should have seen the one that got away." They, without commenting, just hold up their full stringer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fishers of men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;: They don't have any excuses or empty words, just a legacy of men who have been caught for Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime when I read this verse, I don't really understand the deeper meaning(or perhaps the real meaning) of the word "FISHERS OF MEN"... Now, I understand and I pray that God will teach me to be a good fisher of men...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-8804429983544660115?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/8804429983544660115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=8804429983544660115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8804429983544660115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8804429983544660115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/03/fishers-of-men.html' title='~~FiShErS oF MeN~~'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-3711453613717361944</id><published>2008-03-06T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T12:19:15.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Will or Predestination?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Yesterday night I was supposed to have night class - QC replacement class by Dr. Sabar, but I skipped the class... The reason being is we have invited Pastor Ian Bunton over  to our CF to speak about the title "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Free Will Or Predestination?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;". To me, this is kind of a big topic if I would try to understand it by myself... So I was eager to listen to him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I have met Pastor Ian once in PBBC church retreat and found that he is really a humorous man. That time he told a story about the crack pot in one of the sessions. The story is very meaningful and still stays with me till now(As I said, I am very forgetful)... He came with another young handsome Hawaiian pastor, Pastor Blaine Deloach... By the way, Pastor Ian is a Canadian. I guess both of them have been staying in M'sia for years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;He started off the sermon by telling us some church histories.. Truly speaking, this is the first time I learned about all these histories. All this while, I only knew the existence of these people. I believe he managed to teach the history class in interesting way which actually caught my attention.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-size:78%;" &gt;I always slept in history classes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;.... Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;So the argument about free will or predestination started when John Calvin and Jacob Arminius summarized the bible differently. According to Calvinism, the salvation is limited to certain chosen people only. When you're chosen, the grace given to you is irresistible which means  no matter how you will still be saved by the grace of God. On the other side, Arminianism summarized that salvation is unlimited because God loves all His people and the grace of God is resistible because you can still choose not to be saved by the grace of God... People of those time, they are either on Calvin's side or Arminius' side. Both of them summarized from the same bible and came out with two different theology. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;So is God contracting Himself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;? I agreed with Pastor Ian that we, human beings, sometimes tend to think too rationally and systematically. All these things must make sense. It is already not making sense that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;the Son of God would come to the earth and died for us, the sinful beings on the cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;... But He did and not asking us anything to  pay Him back in return..  Why is this so??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;This is the second last slide of Pastor Ian's sermon which I think is a very good answer to this question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;If Christianity is a relationship...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;       Then God's choices are a mystery....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-size:78%;" &gt;(Just like everyone of us, when you are in a relationship, sometimes things you would do don't make sense at all and you just don't know how this happened...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;       Then we too must have a choice....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-size:78%;" &gt;(Even when He has the ability to know the outcome...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;         Then he must necessarily limit himself in order yo relate to finite human beings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;God has given us the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;freedom to choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;... Jesus did not die on the cross to make us believe in God. But it is because of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; that he came and died for us... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;He is the Way, the Truth and the Light.. No one goes to the Father except through Him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; The choice is in our hands... We can choose to turn away and say that "I don't need the Way, the Truth and the Life.. I am fine with the way I am..." But if you understand why Jesus would die for us on the cross, if you believe that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;He is the only &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Way&lt;/span&gt;, the only &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Truth&lt;/span&gt; and the only &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Light &lt;/span&gt;that will lead us to the Father in heaven,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; all you need to do is just to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;LOVE Him back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; and do what He says... God will NEVER force us to LOVE Him or OBEY His Words..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;It is your choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;.... But the Father in heaven is grieving and says "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;Choose Life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-3711453613717361944?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/3711453613717361944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=3711453613717361944' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/3711453613717361944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/3711453613717361944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/03/free-will-or-predestination.html' title='Free Will or Predestination?'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-3709462792661856957</id><published>2008-03-03T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T12:24:27.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~LeaRniNg tO bE gRaTeFuL~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Woke up this morning, struggled whether should I go class because it is just an one hour class... I'm so tempted to skip class. But since it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Dr. Cheong's QC class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;, so I think I should go because we will be having test this coming Wednesday. I dragged myself to the class and reached there at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; 8.55a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;. To my surprise, no one in the lecture room. So I sat down and waited for awhile because I know my coursemates usually will come "on time". After 5 minutes, I have to accept the fact that there is no class today and I just couldn't remember when he said the class will be cancelled... Desperately I walked out to the corridor, hoping to see anyone of my coursemates. Then here come Wei Hua with his sleepy face.... He was just as blur as I am.. Haha... So I just "tumpang" his car back to hostel and start writing this blog. I am still grateful because since I am awake now, I can continue with my revision for QC. Or else, I think I will sleep until 12.oop.m. Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Came across this verse, a good verse to meditate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;"My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness. Therefore I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me. Therefore, I take pleasure in my infirmities, in reproaches, in needs, in persecutions, in distresses, for Christ's sake. For when I am weak, then I am strong."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;2 Corinthians 12:9~10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Most of my friends will be very busy this week, I just pray that God will give them strength each new day as they run the race.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-3709462792661856957?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/3709462792661856957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=3709462792661856957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/3709462792661856957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/3709462792661856957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/03/learning-to-be-grateful.html' title='~~LeaRniNg tO bE gRaTeFuL~~'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-2258234369780332910</id><published>2008-03-02T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T16:07:07.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sEeK yE FiRsT tHe KiNgDoM oF gOd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;This morning's sermon actually spoke directly to me, or I considered it as answer to my previous post.. The main bible verse shared today is &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added unto you." Matthew 6 : 33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Roland talked about 5 reasons why we need to seek the kingdom of God which I really found all these reasons suit my condition.&lt;br /&gt;1. Emptiness&lt;br /&gt;2. Loneliness&lt;br /&gt;3. Guilt&lt;br /&gt;4. Fear of death&lt;br /&gt;5. I have forgotten what it was. Something about improvement I guess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been worried about a lot of things lately. I even thought I am suffering from depression since I fulfilled quite a few of the symptoms... But probably it is just because I have done my English presentation on the topic "Depression" few weeks ago that caused me to be "weirdo"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really need to continue with my revision for the QC test this coming week.. I have wasted a lot of time these two days..... CONCENTRATE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-2258234369780332910?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/2258234369780332910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=2258234369780332910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2258234369780332910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/2258234369780332910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/03/seek-ye-first-kingdom-of-god.html' title='sEeK yE FiRsT tHe KiNgDoM oF gOd'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-4783261883215592896</id><published>2008-03-01T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T22:45:59.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~aNoThEr FaReWeLl cOmInG~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Today, JP asked me whether I want to perform a dance during the farewell for seniors. I told him I will try to figure out something. So I came back and started looking for something from YouTube. Then I found the video clip "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Thank You&lt;/span&gt;", a song by Ray Boltz. I have done this mime for my seniors during farewell when I was still a first year student. I almost cried when I saw my cell group leader, Siou Lian shedding tears... As I was watching the mime and listening to the song again, I felt like crying again...&lt;br /&gt;I have been in USMKKj for 3 years. This is the 3rd year I am  preparing for farewell.. For 3 years, I have been seeing my seniors left. It is kind of hard because when another new semester starts, the familiar faces are not there anymore. Sometimes it makes me feel kinda lonely.. Since this semester started, we have been teasing Sui Ying that she will be leaving Uni soon.. But now as I come to think about that, how I wish she could stay and further studies... First year, I felt hard when &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Siou Lian, Felix, Job, Tun Shin&lt;/span&gt;, etc graduated. Second year, I felt hard when &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ah Lia, Max, Chee Khoon, Yee Wei&lt;/span&gt;, etc left.. Third year, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sui Ying, Claudia, Kok Mun the Lamest Joker &amp;amp; his gang &lt;/span&gt;will be graduating soon.. I feel hard again... And I believe soon will be my turn to graduate...&lt;br /&gt;Time really flies... I still remember when I was young, I always think how will it like when I finished my secondary school, after my STPM.. How will it like to study in university.. and a lot of other things... Now, I will only have more than one year in Uni... Future is full of uncertainty... A little bit scared to think of the future... Because it is like I blink my eyes, then it will be 40 years later where I am sitting in the balcony thinking of this day that I am so worried about the future during my 3rd year of Uni.. Haha.... I also don't understand how all these feelings come by.... I think I better do something that will stop me from thinking all the weird weird things......&lt;br /&gt;Just want to say to all my seniors : "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I really miss all the time we had together serving in the CF.. May GOD bless you all~~~&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-4783261883215592896?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/4783261883215592896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=4783261883215592896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/4783261883215592896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/4783261883215592896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-jp-asked-me-whether-i-want-to.html' title='~~aNoThEr FaReWeLl cOmInG~~'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-7193732062544177169</id><published>2008-02-20T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T12:25:23.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~SiLLy gAl i aM~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;People close to me will know that I am truly a very silly girl.. Naive you can say.. I believe in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;fairy tales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;.. I believe in "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;happily ever after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;"...which nowadays most people don't.. Sooner or later, I started to realize that it is impossible to happen in real life.. I start to persuade myself not to believe in it... Perhaps in that case, it won't hurt that much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;But as I come to think, maybe it's just the way you define "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;fairy tales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;"... True that it hurts sometimes, so badly until I thought of giving up.. True that I cried many times  like a little girl over small matters which no one seems to understand...  But  there is always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; that make me stay..  And I believe each time, it is this "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;" that draws us closer to each other....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I just want to tell you that time will prove this "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;" is real for us and HE who puts us together will lead us through....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I treasured this Valentine's Day a lot because you really made me feel like a princess.. I believe the clumsiest princess you can ever see.. Haha... It still touches me every time I thought of it... The sweetest I ever had.. Thanks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-7193732062544177169?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/7193732062544177169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=7193732062544177169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/7193732062544177169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/7193732062544177169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/02/silly-gal-i-am.html' title='~~SiLLy gAl i aM~~'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-6351194400684917289</id><published>2008-01-24T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T12:25:54.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~LoSt~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Everytime when I come across the series "Lost", I find it strange because they have been "lost" for so many seasons (I'm not sure how many seasons altogether thet have now), yet they are still lost... But come to think seriously, am I not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I have no idea where do I belong.... Perhaps there is a place, but just that sometimes I don't feel belonged there or I actually don't like to be belonged there... I am like those people lost in the isolated island, trying to escape, trying to get out from that place... But where else can I go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-6351194400684917289?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/6351194400684917289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=6351194400684917289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6351194400684917289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/6351194400684917289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/01/lost.html' title='~~LoSt~~'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-8477179508570567165</id><published>2008-01-06T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T12:27:19.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm starting anew~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;It really has been awhile since my last blog.. Somehow words just left me after the exam period... Haha... Many times I tried to write one but I would just stop half way and do not know how to continue. Many things happened over the holidays but it has already passed.... These things that happened have made me learned and seen a lot.. As I said in the prayer meeting, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;let the good things be carried with me towards the new year and let the things that brought me down be left behind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;A lot of resolutions have been made, just hope that I would be able to keep them and make them happen... =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;New semester, new year, new beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;, I really hope I can make this year a different and better year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-8477179508570567165?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/8477179508570567165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=8477179508570567165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8477179508570567165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8477179508570567165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-starting-anew.html' title='I&apos;m starting anew~~~'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-5826503394126677460</id><published>2007-11-12T18:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:23:11.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tHaNk GoD!!!</title><content type='html'>Yeah!!!! One paper left!!! The &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;happiest&lt;/span&gt; thing is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Mechanical Metallurgy was over&lt;/span&gt;!!!!! Not as bad as I thought~~ I think I should say the lecturers are quite "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;merciful&lt;/span&gt;" to us because many question or all questions were actually almost the same (same exactly the same) as our exercises or examples. Of course, this doesn't mean I can score very high marks... In fact, I don't think I did well because there were parts of the notes which I thought not that important, so I skipped... Then it came out!! Who should I blame?? Myself!! Haha.. It's ok... It's already much better than my expectation already!! Who to thank?? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Thank GOD&lt;/span&gt;!!! Not just this that I need to thank Him, but He has been blessings me in ways I never thought of... All I need is to&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; PUT MY TRUST IN HIM&lt;/span&gt;... Though sometimes it's really hard... So I am  still learning.. Hopefully I can learn fast~~~&lt;br /&gt;One last paper to go which is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Characterization of Materials&lt;/span&gt;... Can know it's a boring subject from it's name right??  What to do? This is what a Material Engineer has to do... So now I think I shall... watch a few episodes of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Bleach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Then study~~~ Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-5826503394126677460?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/5826503394126677460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=5826503394126677460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5826503394126677460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/5826503394126677460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2007/11/thank-god_12.html' title='tHaNk GoD!!!'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-4451315312554260095</id><published>2007-11-10T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:07:45.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~KeEp HoLdiNg oN~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Together we stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'll be by your side, you know I'll take your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When it gets cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And it feels like the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There's no place to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You know I won't give in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No I won't give in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Just stay strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;There's nothing you could say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Nothing you could do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;So far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I wish you were here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Before it's too late, this could all disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Before the doors close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;And it comes to an end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;With you by my side I will fight and defend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I'll fight and defend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Just stay strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;There's nothing you could say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;[Keep Holding On lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Nothing you could do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;So keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Hear me when I say, when I say I believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Nothing's gonna change, nothing's gonna change destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Whatever's meant to be will work out perfectly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;La da da da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;La da da da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;La da da da da da da da da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Just stay strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;There's nothing you could say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Nothing you could do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;So keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;There's nothing you could say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Nothing you could do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;So keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A song I have been listening quite a lot recently..Especially when I got tired of studying or revising.... Kinda nice song....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="373" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2B44ZYp4RFU&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2B44ZYp4RFU&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="373" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-4451315312554260095?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/4451315312554260095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=4451315312554260095' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/4451315312554260095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/4451315312554260095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2007/11/keep-holding-on_09.html' title='~~KeEp HoLdiNg oN~~'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-8531146729610511066</id><published>2007-11-10T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T02:22:29.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sTrEsSeD YeT ReLaXing...??</title><content type='html'>Blogging has become a "&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;must-do&lt;/span&gt;" thing for me nowadays as long as I have a computer near me... It's just like writing diary which I used to do when I was still in secondary school.. I still write once in awhile in Uni but it doesn't happen daily. I just write when I am extremely free given I have the mood to write.. Comparing to other friends' blog, sometimes I do feel what I wrote were kinda &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;childish&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;a little bit too simple&lt;/span&gt;... But like what dear said, this is my blog... I can write whatever I want, as long as I want... Since not many people might be reading my blog, this has really become a place for me to let my heart speaks... I used to blog through Friendster but I realized that many friends were  reading.. Some were really worried when come to some depressing things I wrote.. It's kinda contradicting right? I want to post blog and yet hope that less people would read my blog... I can only say that I am another one who cares about what people would think and say about me... When many people are reading what I write, I start to scare that they will start commenting or judging me... Then whenever I write a blog, I will try to write things they would like to read or know.... I am not an author, so I am not good in doing so.. There were many times I remembered I wrote a blog and couldn't continue when it was half way through... Mainly just because I don't want people to worry about me or to let them see the  other side of me which is weak and fragile... Inferior maybe??&lt;br /&gt;But now I found myself another blogspot which I only give the address to a few friends.. A place for me to keep them updated with my recent life and condition... A place I can share a lot of things....&lt;br /&gt;Had my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Whitewares and Glasses&lt;/span&gt; paper this morning... Dear called me before exam to wish all the best which really surprised me and made my day~~ Haha.... It was about 8 something in the morning, usually he will be still in his bed until noon... He purposely woke up and called me, how can I not feel &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;touched&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt;? Right??? Haha... Back to that paper.... Hm... Last time I used to write nice and complete sentences when answering questions which really takes a lot of time... Then I was scolded by friends so I tried writing in point form which really save lots of time man!! Not so rush for me this time... Thank God that my processor didn't disappoint me during the exam.. Haha... Now I leave it to God to do the rest.. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;*whisper*But I will still pray hard that I can score an A for this... &lt;/span&gt;) You know, I think I haven't scored A once for a 4 unit paper.... If I remember correctly...&lt;br /&gt;Now, struggling to start studying Metallurgy.. Had spent my afternoon sleeping, redeeming my lack of sleep.. Spent my evening and night watching &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;BLEACH&lt;/span&gt; with dear.... Now I understand why so many people like to watch Bleach~~ And, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ichigo is super cool!!!&lt;/span&gt; Hehe.... Should I be sleeping now?? I think I should~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-8531146729610511066?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/8531146729610511066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=8531146729610511066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8531146729610511066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/8531146729610511066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2007/11/stressed-yet-relaxing.html' title='sTrEsSeD YeT ReLaXing...??'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-438867752704273431</id><published>2007-11-08T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T19:27:09.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second In A Day~~~</title><content type='html'>I have not been very productive again and tomorrow will be my third paper already.... I thought this will be a bit better than the semiconductor but it proves me wrong... It's true that the notes are less but this subject need &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;more memorizing other than memorizing&lt;/span&gt;!! It's all about memorizing... How sad~~~ Just want to give myself a break then continue to revise again after dinner... This paper covers 4 units which means doing badly for this paper will kill me!!! Erm... I mean my CGPA.... It is already bad enough, I really can't afford to make it worse anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Something to highlight : Simon Chai finally managed to conquer the Gem Tower Defense gloriously!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tower defense game looks very interesting where you have to choose different stones according to the recipe to build strong defense to kill the enemy... I think I will join him in playing this game if I am not having exam... It's kinda unfair you know... He only has one paper less than me but he is so much freer than me!!! He has almost one week time to study for a single paper except the first two papers which one of them was very easy actually.... Since he still has many days to study for his next paper, he has been playing DOTA and different type of tower defense after lunch beside me who was trying heard to study.... Haha.....&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;dinner time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! Then I am back in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;study mode&lt;/span&gt; again~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-438867752704273431?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/438867752704273431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=438867752704273431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/438867752704273431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/438867752704273431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2007/11/second-in-day.html' title='Second In A Day~~~'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-179279407148702314</id><published>2007-11-08T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T19:09:01.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tHaNk GoD~~</title><content type='html'>Finally I left the bed... Had really bad headache yesterday evening.. Feeling like &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;many nails forcefully piercing into my skull&lt;/span&gt; and the worst thing was the pain was only at the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;left side&lt;/span&gt;.. The imbalanced pain made me feel worse.... How I wished I can bang my head on the wall... I tried massaging.. In vain.... I tried sleeping.. No use.... I tried not to move the head and pressed it hard towards the bed.. Not effective.... It was killing me... The worst one I ever had... I really tried ignoring the pain and concentrate on other thing but the pain really drove me crazy.. It was about 8 o'clock and my stomach started not feeling well because my hungry stomach has not been fed yet... I can't go out for dinner in this condition, so we decided to stay and eat instant noodle first since we'll be going for supper then with Jason and gang. But, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;who is going to cook&lt;/span&gt;?? Hehe... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;FIRST TIME EVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;my dear&lt;/span&gt; went cooking the instant noodle for me and himself without grumbling... So touched... He don't even cook for himself even when he is very very hungry... It's my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HONOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! Sadly, I only ate few bites... Because the gastric made me feel like vomiting... Felt very sorry to waste his efforts and he had to finish my portion as well in order not to waste the food.. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;You're the best, honey!&lt;/span&gt;" He complained that the noodles he cook was bad and thought that was why I couldn't finish.. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I promised that I will sure finish it all if I am not having the gastric and headache. It tasted good to me k?&lt;/span&gt;" After having "so-called dinner", I took 2 tablets of Panadol, rested for awhile but couldn't sleep. Dear was watching "Click" and it just attracted my attention.... I started to feel much better then, so I woke up and studying while watching the movie... The movie was nice.. Of course &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I won't tell you&lt;/span&gt; that I cried when Michael told his passed-away-father that he loves him so and when Michael is dying.... After the movie, my headache was GONE! So dear's conclusion is&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Watch movie when you have bad headache like me... The more the better, the more the merrier.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went supper with Jason, Nick, Josh, Aaron and Sui Ying... I can't move my head too much, think slow but good thing was no more pain.. Had maggi soup as my late dinner.... Had good fellowship with all of them... Always like to hang out with them because they are&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; simply funny and humorous&lt;/span&gt;... Went back to dear's place.. Again, I was studying while watching him playing the tower defense... Looked quite interesting but I am always slow in playing computer games.. Mall tycoon is still ok for me... I only suit kiddo computer games other than the mall tycoon...&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I just want to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;thank God&lt;/span&gt; that I am good again, not feeling headache and gastric anymore... In return, I think I should continue to study hard~~~ There's another person that I need to thank, which is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;dear's mum&lt;/span&gt; who gave me the Panadol and chinese medicine when I went KTN and fell sick during the study week.... The chinese medicine helps a lot...&lt;br /&gt;And now, I am feeling the muscle pain after dancing so many times... The dance requires a lot of kneeling.. I guess I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;reaping what I sow&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;/span&gt;Haha.. But I still enjoy it a lot.. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-179279407148702314?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/179279407148702314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=179279407148702314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/179279407148702314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/179279407148702314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2007/11/thank-god.html' title='tHaNk GoD~~'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1518177671368825847.post-817341852769323987</id><published>2007-11-07T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T11:49:00.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hApPy DaY!!!</title><content type='html'>I still have 3 more papers to go but my study mood is &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;GONE&lt;/span&gt;!!! Probably because I just finished my Semicon paper yesterday which we believed to be the most difficult paper among the five... It turned out to be not as difficult as we thought... It was quite rush for me because I barely have enough time to answer all questions properly... Hopefully can score well for this paper... Somehow I just felt so much relieved after yesterday's paper which has caused me to be super relax since then... I spent the night after the exam chit-chatting with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;my bee&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;her silly roommate&lt;/span&gt; and doing some nonsense stuff... Actually I couldn't recall what I did after I left Lian's room...Haha~~ I did take out my notes for the next paper, but I just left them lying innocently on the floor.. Haha... Poor thing~~~~&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke up.. On the computer.. Started surfing the net and watched some entertainment show... I even spent the morning to learn and complete the dance that I tried to learn from a video clip of Korea dance team.. It's a bodyworship dance of "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Worthy Is The Lamb&lt;/span&gt;" which is very nice... Those are professional dance team, of course they can dance very gracefully... Me?? Haha... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Just for fun, not for display&lt;/span&gt;... Haha... I admit that I like dancing a lot but sadly I just don't have the cell in me~~~~ A lot of hard works and efforts needed if I really want to dance properly... Still couldn't find which type of dance suits me the most... Perhaps I really do not mean for dancing... Haha.....&lt;br /&gt;I better continue with my studies before I run out of time for studies....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1518177671368825847-817341852769323987?l=sleepydory85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/feeds/817341852769323987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1518177671368825847&amp;postID=817341852769323987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/817341852769323987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1518177671368825847/posts/default/817341852769323987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleepydory85.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-day.html' title='hApPy DaY!!!'/><author><name>~nEw DoRy~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08997567727790961869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
