<?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-3898600634769515753</id><updated>2011-07-29T11:44:41.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story of A Liver Worm</title><subtitle type='html'>Life digestion ...in process</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-3213901670330441554</id><published>2011-06-20T22:18:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T16:29:04.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Woman</title><content type='html'>Haha what a shame thing to acknowledge; I didn't blog daily again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During these few days staying in Singapore for settling uni matters, I spent quite alot of time to watch, watch and watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The America's Next Top Model Cycle 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may be not the latest cycle but this is quite interesting cycle to me. Maybe for some creative breakthrough as well as humanity purpose, Tyra decided to make it special edition for petite girls. Only 5'7" and under is accepted. Can you imagine 5' 7" models? Okay, that's the selling point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some touching points here are the two top finalists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole Fox, the winner, was initially quite awkward in personality. I also don't really favor her look. However, I'm awed by her progress episode by episode. It's hard to find an introverted girl could make use of light effect and correct body pose to make stunning photos. Instead of ill-speaking each other like what other girls do, she focused on how to make improvement. She also remembers tips of those fashion trainers well. And you can see she's becoming more and more extroverted at the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I laugh hard to imagine the reactions of her ex-classmates for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bong Chandra's quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"I believe that smart people own the past, but people who are willing to learn own the future."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, Nicole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.starpulse.com/news/media/nicolemodel1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 354px;" src="http://www.starpulse.com/news/media/nicolemodel1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zadanews.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/nicole-fox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 504px; height: 700px;" src="http://www.zadanews.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/nicole-fox.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.starpulse.com/news/media/nicolemodel4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://www.starpulse.com/news/media/nicolemodel4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos owned by CW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told ya TWO top finalists right? The another inspiring figure, Laura Kirkpatrick, is a cheerful girl from small town. She's pretty cool with that fact and often wear clothes made by her own grandma for the Judging Day. From start to the end of the cycle, I didn't see her badmouthing other girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to see some pure heart like this. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TXp1VOkkbu4/TR1YLX4CHUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Bx8AboWOzk4/s1600/3908080960_0888077524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 434px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TXp1VOkkbu4/TR1YLX4CHUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Bx8AboWOzk4/s1600/3908080960_0888077524.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.peoples.ru/art/fashion/mannequin/laura_kirkpatrick/kirkpatrick_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://www.peoples.ru/art/fashion/mannequin/laura_kirkpatrick/kirkpatrick_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2569/3974260059_cfaff76e01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2569/3974260059_cfaff76e01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this photo! It looks like ancient Greek kinda painting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos owned by CW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Marie Antoinette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encountered this name when I was small. There's a japanese manga revolving around this queen too titled Rose of Versailles. She was Queen of France, the figure that triggered the French Revolution and hence the end of French monarchy. What I remember from the comic is her well-known beauty, her extravagant lifestyle, and her extramarital affair. :P Her lifestyle led her to beheaded at guillitone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk8q7pCKhJ1qiu1coo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 477px; height: 629px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk8q7pCKhJ1qiu1coo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I watched the Marie Antoinette movie starred by Kirsten Dunst. Here's the trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BuByY-DnGYo?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although she with her extravagant lifestyle cause French commoners to suffer, somehow I feel she's quite pitiful too. The royal marriage for Austrian-origined Marie Antoinette at young age was aimed to harmonise the two countries especially after Seven Years' War. They only managed to consummate and have first children seven years after the marriage. During that seven years, Marie was under pressure of her mother, Empress Maria Theresa of Austria, to have a prince as soon as possible to direct the fate between Austria-France. From what I researched, her hubby inherited the anti-Austrian view (since Austria was once the forever enemy of French) which treated Marie so coldddddddddd. I might say, her super duper shopping hobby, her gambling habit all rooted from her hubby, Louis XVI loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite interesting to find the ancient French wedding tradition also to observe if the wedding couple have consummation on the wedding night. That's so chinese LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting late!&lt;br /&gt;Good night, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Girl power ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-3213901670330441554?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/3213901670330441554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=3213901670330441554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/3213901670330441554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/3213901670330441554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2011/06/oh-woman.html' title='Oh Woman'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TXp1VOkkbu4/TR1YLX4CHUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Bx8AboWOzk4/s72-c/3908080960_0888077524.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-5070653393564757465</id><published>2011-06-03T17:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T19:03:48.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Friday - Random Post</title><content type='html'>Okay, this must be the most produtive blogging day of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Just to share some thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some to do list for this holiday. Please remind me to do so!&lt;br /&gt;Learn cooking&lt;br /&gt;Make bag from my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;Picnic (prepare food by myself)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-5070653393564757465?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/5070653393564757465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=5070653393564757465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/5070653393564757465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/5070653393564757465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-friday-random-post.html' title='It&apos;s Friday - Random Post'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-6663571103740873056</id><published>2011-06-03T14:51:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T16:38:43.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Friday - JB-lian</title><content type='html'>I divide the post just to write different events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The JB trip last monday was meant to assist Devin's sister bringing back her stuff to Batam. She just finished her 1-year make-up course there, gaining a diploma (which is 3 years to me T.T). Haha the main purpose was dragged to the last program of the day when I decided to join Devin there. So we went to the City Square mall for what Devin claim as big shopping mall offering nice and cheap stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TkRjngwsHZ4/TeiPVy3yJ9I/AAAAAAAAAME/XuDOpnZWwiQ/s1600/IMG_0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TkRjngwsHZ4/TeiPVy3yJ9I/AAAAAAAAAME/XuDOpnZWwiQ/s320/IMG_0344.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613894540113094610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We departed at 8.30 (GMT +7), and Mr Devin was enjoying his cup noodle on the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were having lunch at Wong Kok Char Chan Teng. I just realised today that this restaurant also has a branch at Bugis Junction. Well nvm. The foods were reasonably cheap, huge in size and delicious. The service was pretty good which is surprisingly opposite in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NuDysF4dBcE/TeiPWMOywXI/AAAAAAAAAMM/mEmyw5Ejh5E/s1600/IMG_0350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NuDysF4dBcE/TeiPWMOywXI/AAAAAAAAAMM/mEmyw5Ejh5E/s320/IMG_0350.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613894546920489330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What to eat? Seem like I can eat whole menu!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7n9N5YvjR08/TeiPWnC8s9I/AAAAAAAAAMU/oekbohqtQ_w/s1600/IMG_0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7n9N5YvjR08/TeiPWnC8s9I/AAAAAAAAAMU/oekbohqtQ_w/s320/IMG_0352.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613894554118566866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What to eat?" thought Devin's meimei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OTtxurTZXxA/TeiPWx5ZVhI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9PAtZTY1iKU/s1600/IMG_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OTtxurTZXxA/TeiPWx5ZVhI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9PAtZTY1iKU/s320/IMG_0354.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613894557031290386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JB Ah-Lian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gN5EK9JQduw/TeiPXHQ526I/AAAAAAAAAMk/6qFwrRFwezw/s1600/Combined%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gN5EK9JQduw/TeiPXHQ526I/AAAAAAAAAMk/6qFwrRFwezw/s320/Combined%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613894562767035298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_R0yQeqnrmo/TeiXWgkIakI/AAAAAAAAANA/8M40qUeHGX4/s1600/IMG_0367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_R0yQeqnrmo/TeiXWgkIakI/AAAAAAAAANA/8M40qUeHGX4/s320/IMG_0367.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613903348471720514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lenggang-like food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EnLoj9wpPIo/TeiYDmBvoAI/AAAAAAAAANI/d1US0fXhtFY/s1600/IMG_0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EnLoj9wpPIo/TeiYDmBvoAI/AAAAAAAAANI/d1US0fXhtFY/s320/IMG_0368.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613904123032215554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiwi-containing fruit juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CRDvQ67TwEk/TeiYq5Xs4jI/AAAAAAAAANQ/jyGbtw3VfsM/s1600/IMG_0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CRDvQ67TwEk/TeiYq5Xs4jI/AAAAAAAAANQ/jyGbtw3VfsM/s320/IMG_0369.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613904798239482418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juicy roasted pork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8kBiqe1IOWE/TeiafKQt2HI/AAAAAAAAANY/AZjChKouQUg/s1600/IMG_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8kBiqe1IOWE/TeiafKQt2HI/AAAAAAAAANY/AZjChKouQUg/s320/IMG_0371.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613906795638413426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramen, ramen~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3VDaOKNkejw/TeibVzKJbKI/AAAAAAAAANg/uBfCeFCVcj8/s1600/IMG_0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3VDaOKNkejw/TeibVzKJbKI/AAAAAAAAANg/uBfCeFCVcj8/s320/IMG_0373.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613907734329650338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet and sour fice rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we rushed to shop around from the fifth floor down. Well, what I should say is, this mall is really big. --" We spent about three hours plus but still remained at the top floor. There were a lot of 80's clothes, similar to that in SG with also similiar prices to SG (about RM 70). Too near Singapore, I guess, explains the high price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With last ferry on 5.30 Malaysia Time, we could only wandered a while on other floors of the shopping mall before settling the real stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4CvbZpmOoLA/TeicEciIuSI/AAAAAAAAANo/ObYEwC6gSoM/s1600/IMG_0378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4CvbZpmOoLA/TeicEciIuSI/AAAAAAAAANo/ObYEwC6gSoM/s320/IMG_0378.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613908535710103842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute to find this telephone box out of nowhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should go there for weekend, all friends in SG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. JB-lian was a nickname made by fun to a SP friend who comes from JB. Similar to Indonesian, Singaporean, etc., the suffix -lian was tagged to JB people. But perhaps, also JB ah lian? LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-6663571103740873056?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/6663571103740873056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=6663571103740873056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/6663571103740873056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/6663571103740873056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-friday-jb-lian.html' title='It&apos;s Friday - JB-lian'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TkRjngwsHZ4/TeiPVy3yJ9I/AAAAAAAAAME/XuDOpnZWwiQ/s72-c/IMG_0344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-6740972734268389694</id><published>2011-06-03T13:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T14:50:20.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Friday</title><content type='html'>Just earlier blog promised to blog daily, I broke the promise on the next day. :P Sincere apologies to all readers. There were too many things going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned in last blog, I went to grad ceremony on 25 May 2011, plus managed to get some cash prizes from awards won (woots, Fed, masa traktiran udah habis haha). Here are the photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-__cvK1Tsqik/Teh5Cyui6tI/AAAAAAAAAKM/UI9lg_qvFgg/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-__cvK1Tsqik/Teh5Cyui6tI/AAAAAAAAAKM/UI9lg_qvFgg/s320/024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613870024401021650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking photo with Mrs Ballack and Mr Devin before entering the convention centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2sHthDaQ7GQ/Teh5DJk1XfI/AAAAAAAAAKY/VwU5C5mkoMI/s1600/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2sHthDaQ7GQ/Teh5DJk1XfI/AAAAAAAAAKY/VwU5C5mkoMI/s320/049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613870030534303218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside convention centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JzVAsiTMxho/Teh5Dsz3F2I/AAAAAAAAAKg/GLRsbX0lSAI/s1600/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JzVAsiTMxho/Teh5Dsz3F2I/AAAAAAAAAKg/GLRsbX0lSAI/s320/078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613870039992571746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Christnerd,Lenny, Richie and Wewel for giving support and of course the flower bouquet + card! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TSgdQAodW5k/Teh5EPwavkI/AAAAAAAAAKk/fo0qfo58-AI/s1600/120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TSgdQAodW5k/Teh5EPwavkI/AAAAAAAAAKk/fo0qfo58-AI/s320/120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613870049373371970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certificate of Diploma with Merit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FrhPAKgqNlg/Teh5EWANe_I/AAAAAAAAAKw/1jRqHKbZUDc/s1600/128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FrhPAKgqNlg/Teh5EWANe_I/AAAAAAAAAKw/1jRqHKbZUDc/s320/128.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613870051050224626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha sorry for keep waiting me taking photo with other friends! You must be very tired and starving that evening! Sorry to my mom too who grit the teeth wearing her wedges!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3zWtril4Jl0/TeiB_4Jm3FI/AAAAAAAAALk/CqeChSCblmg/s1600/140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3zWtril4Jl0/TeiB_4Jm3FI/AAAAAAAAALk/CqeChSCblmg/s320/140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613879869921746002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ki siao team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D0NMnw2BvG8/TeiCAbd34CI/AAAAAAAAALs/KT2SPe25OR4/s1600/148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D0NMnw2BvG8/TeiCAbd34CI/AAAAAAAAALs/KT2SPe25OR4/s320/148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613879879401988130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My awards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P27_WsQZk0U/TeiCAtvMayI/AAAAAAAAAL0/k2yBHfuQeH4/s1600/150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P27_WsQZk0U/TeiCAtvMayI/AAAAAAAAAL0/k2yBHfuQeH4/s320/150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613879884306475810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not about the money, money, money~ But I still need money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IW_UK-TCwNE/TeiCA81pMyI/AAAAAAAAAL8/wJLHDBTyhUA/s1600/IMG_0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IW_UK-TCwNE/TeiCA81pMyI/AAAAAAAAAL8/wJLHDBTyhUA/s320/IMG_0338.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613879888360059682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YCWBsb8inS8/Teh-8BI0hZI/AAAAAAAAALc/CS5Kf915yUI/s1600/IMG_0339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YCWBsb8inS8/Teh-8BI0hZI/AAAAAAAAALc/CS5Kf915yUI/s320/IMG_0339.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613876505080006034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sunflowers have teleported to Sekupang, Batam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to those people whose photos with me are not uploaded here. There were too many of them. View fb, please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-6740972734268389694?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/6740972734268389694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=6740972734268389694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/6740972734268389694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/6740972734268389694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-friday.html' title='It&apos;s Friday'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-__cvK1Tsqik/Teh5Cyui6tI/AAAAAAAAAKM/UI9lg_qvFgg/s72-c/024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-4641996896302075413</id><published>2011-05-23T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T23:45:33.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11:44</title><content type='html'>Nothing much to blog, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are mangoes really too heaty? Those are the biggest culprit to my current coughing. Even my right soft palate (new word, the "hanging" gum forming M shape above the end of tongue) had some ulcer. Is that Vitamin C overdose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, my grad day is waiting me in two days time. Although I foresee the packed schedule on that day, I really appreciate the thought of many Indo friends to come the grad ceremony. Thank you in advance :) Hope that I could meet many SP friends and lecturers, espec Dr Lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I surfed to a website called IdiomSite.com and found some interesting idioms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put a sock in it: to tell noisy person or a group to be quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. What about a one-month-unwashed sock? Imagine to replace shut up by this idiom, "Hey can you please put a sock inside her mouth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Tongue and cheek: humor, not to be taken serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replace "just kidding" by this idiom would become, "just tongue-ing and cheek-ing" lah! (why now it becomes Singlish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. It takes two to tango: a two person conflict where both people are at fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Get your walking papers: get fired from a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking papers sound like iPad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. An arm and a leg: very expensive. A large amount of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.. Why isn't that a kidney and a liver? Many people sell these organs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pending for song dictation! Will do two songs tomorrow as punishment :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-4641996896302075413?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/4641996896302075413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=4641996896302075413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/4641996896302075413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/4641996896302075413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2011/05/1144.html' title='11:44'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-8067052502760725901</id><published>2011-05-22T13:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T15:13:59.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21</title><content type='html'>Finally!!!! I have the mood to re-live my blog.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I am now 21 years old (soon 22, but don't argue with me pls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been quite good recently. Too good, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminiscing few months back, I was quite stressed up with: &lt;br /&gt;the fact that I had to further study in four more years,&lt;br /&gt;the fact that I had been 21 years old yet not financial-independent,&lt;br /&gt;the fact that I was still a burden to my two parent,&lt;br /&gt;the fact that most of my peers have graduated,&lt;br /&gt;the uncertainty of future would hold for devin and I,&lt;br /&gt;the fact that I questioned sincerity of some friends,&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I shall conclude was, I was unsure of the decision itself or even myself. And  as a person with flaws, I got trapped in loop of self-pitying, self-regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I look like that to you, people? Because indeed, I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April was like a magic month. Seems like the happy-ever-after ending of fairytale stories, some problems sorted out themselves. &lt;br /&gt;And the hardwork finally beared the fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get distinction for my FYP&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get some awards for my poly study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the peak was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get nutrition degree offer, the programme that NTU and NUS even don't offer and hence disappoints me,&lt;br /&gt;to be completed within two years instead of four years,&lt;br /&gt;with a scholarship that finally would solve most of my problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 21 soon will end but I hope this would mark the beginning of new me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current free time would be the best for me to pick up many things that I have abandoned for years. I had believed many and one of them is, things that you fear, escape, or abandon will always haunt you back until you overcome them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, gym for me to regain the health losses over these years; to rebuild my body that is now so prone to cough, which I don't understand why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, to master back the proper English (not Singlish) for my uni course that would mostly be delivered by British lecturers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, to reopen my heart to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have therefore assigned myself several tasks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. One blog daily (at least during this holiday time) containing:&lt;br /&gt;   One new English idiom daily.&lt;br /&gt;   Five new vocabs daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Listen to new song daily as dictation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Gym, self-explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your patience in reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I have chosen this new background because it reminds me of my favorite Flower by Kenzo perfume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would blog again soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-8067052502760725901?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/8067052502760725901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=8067052502760725901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/8067052502760725901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/8067052502760725901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2011/05/21.html' title='21'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-1149971460454993483</id><published>2009-11-17T14:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T21:53:48.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Still Young OKAY</title><content type='html'>Happy moment is always so fast to pass by and there goes my 20th bdae...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so happy yesterday. Even without my thalink by my side, the strength of friendship also made this bdae moment so enjoyable. Haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday those SP fellows (over a dozen: Li Ting, Eileen, Brian, Boon Hao, Darwin, Surya,Ming Hui, Jian Wei, TBR, Terence, MC)pretended to forget my bdae, they never sent any bdae greeting in the morning n up to afternoon (OK, they greeted me after other friends said to me happy bdae. Li Ting still pretended to ask me why wear so nicely LOL.Boon Hao called me n said he forget to pass on bdae presents to me, and he would pass to me today. Not only him, Brian also pretended to go out with his friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, only left Lan Li, King, n Xiao Wen that were going to celebrate bdae by dinner on FC 4 as usual. When the time reached 6, Lan Li, Kheng Hoe, and Xiao Wen pretended to change their mind n said to celebrate on ION orchard. We walked around first until 7.30 pm and then went to Japanese restaurant called WATAMI (did I remember wrongly?). Otw to Watami, actually I spotted on Surya, MC, and Terence lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there they were... Planning to give a surprise bdae dinner :D although a bit not surprise alrdy lol... Becauseeeee..........................hahaha u noe I noe... during lesson, saw them pass on the colorful papers, even Terence which dun have same lesson with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, the food there are very nice n quite cheap compared to normal Japanese restaurant. During the dinner, Brian did several seducive poses, I will post later on! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, then Lan Li passed on the DIY scrap book made by her. There were my photos with them as well as the bdae greetings from them n some other classmates... Thanks for so sincere bdae present :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404970888969749938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SwJQYiOXAUI/AAAAAAAAAIg/7GXhA53YMkQ/s1600/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(964).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SwJQYiOXAUI/AAAAAAAAAIg/7GXhA53YMkQ/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(964).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404970885232132418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian read those bdae greetings n up to one point, that was so funny until I cry due to overlaughter lol.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating the food, we continue on the cake. The cake was delicious as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really surprised me was that I was challenged to hug with 20 strangers (5 females, 15 males) on Orchard road before I can get the present. Well, received quite a lot of blessing from those strangers as well. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SwJRnNpyIEI/AAAAAAAAAJI/T0El9uQ8CRw/s1600/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(962).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SwJRnNpyIEI/AAAAAAAAAJI/T0El9uQ8CRw/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(962).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404972236919676994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The handmade poster by Darwin, Ming Hui and Boon Hao for me to beg 20 hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N jreng jreng, the gift time is coming! I was quite surprised because there were quite a lot of presents, u noe.. N all of them are so nice, except for the L-XL stocking :/ why XL? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SwJRnxI71II/AAAAAAAAAJY/P9cN-F6DcZQ/s1600/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(1001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SwJRnxI71II/AAAAAAAAAJY/P9cN-F6DcZQ/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(1001).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404972246445577346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started with HUNDREDPLAST bdae lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SwJRoCJTpBI/AAAAAAAAAJg/AQKe4YlCgWg/s1600/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(1002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SwJRoCJTpBI/AAAAAAAAAJg/AQKe4YlCgWg/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(1002).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404972251010540562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SwP8CpBIAgI/AAAAAAAAAJw/B15S88tOca4/s1600/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(984).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SwP8CpBIAgI/AAAAAAAAAJw/B15S88tOca4/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(984).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405441100075237890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cup n the Metal Box from Lanli, Kheng, Xiao Wen, n Yen Hsien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SwJQZQ48jgI/AAAAAAAAAI4/y07WY0l7k7w/s1600/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(989).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SwJQZQ48jgI/AAAAAAAAAI4/y07WY0l7k7w/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(989).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404970897758785026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vintage baggie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SwJQYwJehbI/AAAAAAAAAIo/AYpxcDH1C6Q/s1600/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(980).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SwJQYwJehbI/AAAAAAAAAIo/AYpxcDH1C6Q/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(980).jpg" border="0" &lt;br /&gt;Wallet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SwJRnW4dewI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/AsO4JFulnwg/s1600/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(985).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SwJRnW4dewI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/AsO4JFulnwg/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(985).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404972239397157634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black stocking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SwJQZnzxliI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nN0PdgghgsA/s1600/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(990).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SwJQZnzxliI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nN0PdgghgsA/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(990).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404970903911110178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outwear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SwJQZO9uA-I/AAAAAAAAAIw/eMZjekJNxSM/s1600/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(988).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SwJQZO9uA-I/AAAAAAAAAIw/eMZjekJNxSM/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(988).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404970897241932770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TBR's water bottles presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SwJRofWMopI/AAAAAAAAAJo/EBOYNGtRZMI/s1600/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(993).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SwJRofWMopI/AAAAAAAAAJo/EBOYNGtRZMI/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(993).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404972258849235602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS TO U ALL GUYS! domou arigatou gozaimashu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-1149971460454993483?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/1149971460454993483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=1149971460454993483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-5323203416498797560</id><published>2009-10-23T08:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T08:27:59.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Missing You</title><content type='html'>Miss home&lt;br /&gt;Especially my sister&lt;br /&gt;From this holiday, I have brought a lot of presents to u, u noe ming yu?&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for seeing ur reaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss darling&lt;br /&gt;We'd just met each other for 2.5 days from my last return&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the coming November&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss nerd&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why that I am bonded to u like this&lt;br /&gt;But I am not lesbian LOL&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for shopping together wif u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss SH girls&lt;br /&gt;How long have not we not met each other?&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for complete reunion wif u in Dec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss money&lt;br /&gt;Hey, why r u drifting away from me????&lt;br /&gt;LoL&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for working soon (but I want a relaxed job)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-5323203416498797560?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/5323203416498797560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=5323203416498797560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/5323203416498797560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/5323203416498797560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-missing-you.html' title='I&apos;m Missing You'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-1215209832072379292</id><published>2009-09-05T10:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T10:25:06.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I do feel that life will go on better if u dun think too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneity is indeed one of important factors playing in life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-5942900148587573067</id><published>2009-07-28T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T19:40:56.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Still Goes On....................YEA!</title><content type='html'>I am back!!!!! Yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!! I really want to shout out loud lol.... Finally I have finished my formal reports.... This semester really tests my patience.... Tasks have been continuously knocking door of my life, n I have been really hard to catch a breath...Pity, oh my life.... Poor, you have been so boring... And I shall put this to the end (within this coming 2 weeks, maybe?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to shop...&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch movie...&lt;br /&gt;I want to hang out....&lt;br /&gt;I want to freely chit chat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH YEAH!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-5942900148587573067?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/5942900148587573067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=5942900148587573067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/5942900148587573067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/5942900148587573067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-still-goes-onyea.html' title='Life Still Goes On....................YEA!'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-6015371621507258835</id><published>2009-06-02T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:38:35.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironic</title><content type='html'>Mood was spoiled. Huh... Last friday, a person called me and claimed that my grandma's medicine was left on his taxi. So he would pass it to his friend which was working around Clementi, my house area, bcoz he was at Ang Mo Kio. At first I thought it was pervert uncle because he asked me whether I am mingzhu and I was too imaginative and thinking that it may be some plot of pervert uncle to lure me. Thus I called to my mom, asking whether grandma's medicine was really lost. And yes, it indeed was lost. I was so grateful then that there was still such kind person, finding out people's stuff and still wanted to give some effort to let me take it back in easiest way.. Well... Bcoz the medicine was for my grandma who just underwent eye operation and it costed few hundred bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so saturday I didn collect it because I hung out with my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the person called william whom the taxi driver claimed as the person he would pass the medicine. But the william didn have any idea about his friend would pass the medicine to him, let alone who the friend is. I thought maybe the taxi driver was too busy so he hasn passed the things to this william. Then I called back to the no of taxi driver, but nobody picked up the call. Alright, since this is not handphone no, I guess he doesn work at weekend although it is quite weird for taxi centre no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called again. And the taxi driver answered the call. When I asked him when I can get back the medicine, he asked somebody at his side where the medicine is. Then he said he will call me back later. I found out something fishy, that he may dislocate the medicine. At second call, a woman picked up the call and when I told my intention, she said her boss was on the line and too busy. She mentioned something about they were finding the location of the medicine and she would call me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i am really disappointed. I called again for dunno how many times, and the same woman picked up the call. And she apologized to me that her boss was still looking for the medicine. SO i asked for clarification, how come they dunno about the location of the medicine. She said that the person who called me was her boss and her boss passed the medicine to his subordinate who is taxi driver to put at Clementi, and now he cannot recall who the taxi driver was. What the hell!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was really angry. It was my grandma's fault to lose her medicine. But since the taxi company found the medicine and informed me that they have the medicine, they should return it back, especially this is medicine. What makes me really feel ridiculous about whole this thing is the boss himself sucks. How can a boss so careless, and (i think) he was coward to answer my call after he dislocate the medicine. Huh... Give back hope and now crush it back... It was really an insincere intention to return people's belonging...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-6015371621507258835?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/6015371621507258835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=6015371621507258835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/6015371621507258835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/6015371621507258835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2009/06/ironic.html' title='Ironic'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-8468515358848862362</id><published>2009-05-23T20:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T20:48:24.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Dad</title><content type='html'>I just called my mom... And she told me that when dad was standing at the highest level of foldable stairs while repairing the light outside of the shop, suddenly a M riding a motorcycle and collide my dad.. My dad then fell down from the stairs eh... Shit that M! Even if he is considered as neighbour, he then just runaway like that without even stop and help my father, say sorry or something.. Dad complained his head and arms hurt... Many people were watching, yet they didn offer any help. Then dad still didn go check his head... Omg, hopefully it's ok... I just afraid if there is any blood clot on the brain...Moreover, he is quite old already... TOuch wood.. I think i have to go pray to temple... If my dad has any problem, i will never let that M off!!! Huh!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-8468515358848862362?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/8468515358848862362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=8468515358848862362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/8468515358848862362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/8468515358848862362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2009/05/poor-dad.html' title='Poor Dad'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-5580584586257520304</id><published>2009-05-23T07:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T07:53:36.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art of Breath</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was another session for Yoga.. The yoga teacher Mrs Anne, introduced us to art of breath... It's quite difficult eh! Normally we are taught to hold our stomach in while breathing in yet this is opposite. And in addition, when we breath in and breath out we also have to perform a movement to indicate whether we are breathing in or out... Plus, we have to count our breath! Omg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my first weekend after quitting job... Haha... I feel so relaxed, not being chased by time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-5580584586257520304?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/5580584586257520304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=5580584586257520304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/5580584586257520304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/5580584586257520304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2009/05/art-of-breath.html' title='Art of Breath'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-5355612656538072455</id><published>2009-05-16T08:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T08:30:13.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uhuy</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to Yoga lesson carrying the feeling of nervous.. lol.... I started to develop negative thinking... What if the teacher is fierce? What if my name is not on the list? What if students there are not friendly? So, what I learnt from yesterday is don't think too much! ahahah... COincidentally, Hui Song is also taking that yoga course. And there are a lot of familiar faces there, Hui Kheng, Lina, Xiaoying, Siswanto (even a guy taking yoga?tsk tsk) and Nova... Well, then even though my name is really not on the list, teacher says I can ask in the SAA office to put my name inside... Haha... Mrs Anne, the yoga teacher, is quite gentle and she gives an impression of relaxed, a balanced-life. Really portrays image of a yoga teacher, eh? We learnt that clapping over all parts of body can prevent stroke and this movement is so easy that actually elder people can use it... But the lesson is only one hour... After yoga, I really think about to take many sport cca... Hhahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today it's my turning point...&lt;br /&gt;Turning to become jobless (but I resign,okay, not fired)&lt;br /&gt;Turning to have more time to rest, study, and hang out :D&lt;br /&gt;Yiha!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to go Baoren's bbq bdae party..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-5355612656538072455?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/5355612656538072455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=5355612656538072455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/5355612656538072455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/5355612656538072455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2009/05/uhuy.html' title='uhuy'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-2099966265503198155</id><published>2009-05-05T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:25:26.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mature?</title><content type='html'>Teenagers are normally known as people who are finding their identity aka personalization...&lt;br /&gt;How do I noe when I find out my identity anymore?&lt;br /&gt;How do I noe that I am mature now?&lt;br /&gt;How do you define the maturity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read at somewhere that you are mature if you can think not only about your interest, but also others....&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;I dunno...&lt;br /&gt;Awaring that I am going to be 20 yrs old&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I am still so dependent on many people..&lt;br /&gt;So blur...&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling quite upset..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping this blue feeling is only temporary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-2099966265503198155?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/2099966265503198155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=2099966265503198155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/2099966265503198155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/2099966265503198155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2009/05/mature.html' title='Mature?'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-719086724136232120</id><published>2009-04-19T19:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T20:35:35.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Environmentalist</title><content type='html'>Yeah! I just came back from Singapore Zoological Garden aka Zoo.. I was feeling quite tired just now. I went out from home at 11 am and came back at 7 pm. My service hour is only 3 hours out of these 8 hours. And the rest were wasted on the travelling time n eating time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SesYvpYHGvI/AAAAAAAAAIA/GFxgJrfTr_Q/s1600-h/DSC01806.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/_5vRlotVDU8U/SesYvpYHGvI/AAAAAAAAAIA/GFxgJrfTr_Q/s320/DSC01806.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326378191135644402" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweaty and oily~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Lanli and I were placed in Polar Bear station, which we were asked to tend the booth n ask children to play game in our booth. The game was about arrange the given information in a sequence so that polar bear can be saved. Yes, everyone is aware of the global warming n one of the victims is this poor bear. With the slowly melting of ice layer in north pole, they are losing their habitats and prey population which in other words they are in danger of extinction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SesYv9YCm_I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Jd7gzDzkGf8/s1600-h/DSC01809.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/_5vRlotVDU8U/SesYv9YCm_I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Jd7gzDzkGf8/s320/DSC01809.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326378196504058866" 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/_5vRlotVDU8U/SesYv1-TquI/AAAAAAAAAII/Pz71sS18Ne0/s1600-h/DSC01808.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/_5vRlotVDU8U/SesYv1-TquI/AAAAAAAAAII/Pz71sS18Ne0/s320/DSC01808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326378194517076706" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how the good sequence is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SesYY8xLY6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/uEFPRwHb8qk/s1600-h/DSC01800.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/_5vRlotVDU8U/SesYY8xLY6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/uEFPRwHb8qk/s320/DSC01800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326377801204065186" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SesYY3sWZgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/rl6jb1-T8jI/s1600-h/DSC01799.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/_5vRlotVDU8U/SesYY3sWZgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/rl6jb1-T8jI/s320/DSC01799.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326377799841637890" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SesYYrqxdCI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ItJvQ0gt5b4/s1600-h/DSC01800.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/_5vRlotVDU8U/SesYYrqxdCI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ItJvQ0gt5b4/s320/DSC01800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326377796613796898" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SesYYglSa6I/AAAAAAAAAHg/-tZ_NExD3Ls/s1600-h/DSC01798.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/_5vRlotVDU8U/SesYYglSa6I/AAAAAAAAAHg/-tZ_NExD3Ls/s320/DSC01798.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326377793638001570" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot resist not taking photo with this cute baby! She is so cute~ and she smiles so easily. I mean, not every child wants to offer his/her smile.. Moreover, she is so chubby plumpy cutie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-82dbcc32de92d9f7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D82dbcc32de92d9f7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329905503%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5CCD85D88FD607DD75DDC4E3639361FCCA88E5E1.6A927ADE8A666063A6FD36677EECF2B58562F211%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D82dbcc32de92d9f7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXILeGmCWAaAa34yHAIMNWI8btlQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D82dbcc32de92d9f7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329905503%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5CCD85D88FD607DD75DDC4E3639361FCCA88E5E1.6A927ADE8A666063A6FD36677EECF2B58562F211%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D82dbcc32de92d9f7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXILeGmCWAaAa34yHAIMNWI8btlQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...The games were meaningful, yet it didn seem to invite many attention from the visitors of the zoo. And I think it was mostly because the parents were not supportive enough to teach about the environmental issue. Some of them let their children play after they knew that it might win some prize. Yes, the world is so realistic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, just now when we tent the booth, one of the zoo crew came n explained about what we had to teach to the children while they were playing games. How to involve children in saving the world? It lies on the fourth R, additional R in the usual 3R-Reduce, Reuse,Recycle. And it is Replant. By replanting, it is expected to reduce carbondioxide emission. He also shared others but we were not very interested to listen as he was so fierce and quite cocky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, although it was only three hours tending the booth, we were so tired until when we were free, we dun want to explore the zoo anymore. Such a pity, as the admission to the zoo was free just now yet we wasted it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomoro the school will start again. Well, I am not ready enough to face the new class and to study again. Hope everything will run smoothly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-719086724136232120?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=82dbcc32de92d9f7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/719086724136232120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=719086724136232120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/719086724136232120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/719086724136232120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2009/04/environmentalist.html' title='Environmentalist'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SesYvpYHGvI/AAAAAAAAAIA/GFxgJrfTr_Q/s72-c/DSC01806.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-6983486151501241202</id><published>2009-04-04T09:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:55:28.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humanity</title><content type='html'>Yes.. So luckily I survived from the 4-days-3-nite-camp. I don't really enjoy the camp actually. How to enjoy with the presence of someone (oh lanli, u noe what i mean)? How to enjoy when my nightwalk which was supposed to be a very funny moment to scary people and enjoy the feel of seniority was destroyed due to change of the place which was not scary at all??? How to enjoy without watching Jian Brother's shim at campfire? Luckily I managed to take photo of him and the documentary section posted the photo on facebook. Yes, here the photo of some shims. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jian Da Ge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SdbACEhnA_I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7S7SQAXXNk4/s1600-h/DSC01518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SdbACEhnA_I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7S7SQAXXNk4/s320/DSC01518.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320651151591801842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v2724/243/49/726063859/n726063859_1620789_7296522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 403px;" src="http://photos-f.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v2724/243/49/726063859/n726063859_1620789_7296522.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2724/243/49/726063859/n726063859_1620876_366944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 403px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2724/243/49/726063859/n726063859_1620876_366944.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2724/243/49/726063859/n726063859_1620891_2227910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 403px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2724/243/49/726063859/n726063859_1620891_2227910.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2724/243/49/726063859/n726063859_1620921_7711443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 403px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2724/243/49/726063859/n726063859_1620921_7711443.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2724/243/49/726063859/n726063859_1620915_6006087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 403px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2724/243/49/726063859/n726063859_1620915_6006087.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mainannya anak sg emank kaga tahan y...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can't really say that I wasn't enjoying at all... At least I learnt about cheers, songs, games (Billy Banja? - Why are we so cock? I also dunno!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2724/243/49/726063859/n726063859_1617890_4754574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 403px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2724/243/49/726063859/n726063859_1617890_4754574.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2724/243/49/726063859/n726063859_1617889_6361255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 403px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2724/243/49/726063859/n726063859_1617889_6361255.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2724/243/49/726063859/n726063859_1618181_8333337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 403px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2724/243/49/726063859/n726063859_1618181_8333337.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos of Bao Ren, Nash, n Roy playing "Why are we so cock? I also dunno"&lt;br /&gt;Some of freshmen copied this n they really looked so nerdie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us leaves the school and sleep like log after the camping. Until the nite, many people called me, including lanli and my cousin. Lanli discussed with me about diploma plus n told me the timetable was out, which later i found out we were in different class. Omg! My badmouth... Not only diff class, we were not in buddy class.. So the frequency to meet her would be very low... Xian! Aihhh... Wondering I have to adapt to a new class again, although this is not the first time... But man, the situation is different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIscovering this fact, I was thinking quite a  lot... Which then I fell asleep again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N the next day morning, which was two days ago, I went to my cousin's house to attend the funeral ceremony of my kopo.. So sad,really, last time I still hoped to see her to overcome the crisis n become stronger.. But myb it's her time... After chanting from about 10++ to 1++, we marched out. We rotated the complex near her house before we went to CCK Cremetery... This is the first time I attended Buddhist funeral ceremony bcoz my grandparents' were Christian. This was also the first time I attended such ceremony at Singapore... Yang menurut gw agak kacian buat orang2 yang meninggal... Coz tanah buat pemakaman itu sangat terbatas.. N makamnya kecil2 gitu... Setidaknya orang Indo patut bersyukur tanah kita cukup luas buat pemakaman saudara2 yang meninggal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebetulan blog terbaru fededy ada berhubungan dengan kejadian sedih ini... Gw mengamati saudara2 yang ikut chuk sua... N sebenarnya dari pengamatan gw, cucu2 yang ga tinggal serumah ama kopo gw ga ampe sedih2 amat... Yang paling berpengaruh itu sodara gw yg tinggal ama dia... Apalagi sodara gw yang sering bantu pijatin kopo gw itu... Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba2 blog ini menjadi bahasa Indonesia... Tapi biarlah... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu gw pernah bermimpi nenek gw n mama gw meninggal. N kadang2 gw pernah mikir, nenek gw uda lumayan tua... N gw pikir mo sering2 nelpon dia, kaci kabar gitu, pokoknya xiao shun dia gitu... Karna mungkin suatu hari, hari itu tiba2 datang n gw bakal menyesal ga treat dia lebih baik walaopun skrg pun ga jelek2 banget lar... Tapi hal itu tetep jarang gw lakukan... Manusia memang begitu yah... Aih maafkan blog saya yang begitu random...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-6983486151501241202?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/6983486151501241202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=6983486151501241202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/6983486151501241202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/6983486151501241202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2009/04/humanity.html' title='Humanity'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SdbACEhnA_I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7S7SQAXXNk4/s72-c/DSC01518.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-8437289026809910871</id><published>2009-03-27T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T22:09:33.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Kopo" of mine...&lt;br /&gt;Hair may be white&lt;br /&gt;Skin may wrinkle&lt;br /&gt;But, a very young heart&lt;br /&gt;Playing cards to spend her golden times&lt;br /&gt;And to indicate the limitation of a human&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At her age of 86, my kopo played her cards with her daughter-in-law and granddaughter as usual activity. Calendar indicated that it was on monday. Suddenly, she complained pain in her stomach and the family quickly ran her into hospital. It was fine, doctor explained. The family was relieved to hear that but not until the next day, lung infection was diagnosed. The face turned yellow and the ears turned black. She was no longer looked like the cheerful old lady. Tubes, and devices wrapped her body. It turned into a very worrying day. Tears flow, heart was so painful to see grandma struggled to sustain proper amount of oxygen. Time was running so slow. But the heartbeat of grandma suddenly stopped. 3 times, and they snatched her from death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as the children, do you bear to see your beloved senior suffer in such state? So today, my cousin's family brought my kopo into their house. She did vomit blood several times. They gathered all of kopo's son, daughter, grandson, granddaughter. And the tube supporting the oxygen delivery to her lung was taken off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be very close to my kopo, but she was really a nice senior. She always smiled, showing the virtue of a grandma. Two days ago I paid a visit to see her. And it really hurts to see a person, especially an old woman, to be surrounded by tubes and machines. If I am sad, then you can imagine how sad her family, especially my cousin who has lived with her under one roof. So I understand why they would let her go if the heartbeat stops again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, if you are one of the family member, do you want to shortcut her pain? I think that is why euthanasia is always practised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-8437289026809910871?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/8437289026809910871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=8437289026809910871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/8437289026809910871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/8437289026809910871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2009/03/kopo-of-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-5635660170372048570</id><published>2009-03-27T21:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T21:37:10.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Dying</title><content type='html'>Wow.. If my blog is a hardcopy, i am sure it is covered by dust now... It has been a long time I haven touched this site. Yeah, I am coming back from Batam.. On the contrary to the days at Batam when I slacked around and became a fat and fatter pig at home, I really find myself hard to rest at Singapore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparation camp and the chalet have been gone (well, except for Wee Hong etc, sorry not to stay longer lol). I am so relieved I didnt guard the spooky place at nightwalk sute. Btw, I am very worried that I will be sick again. In fact, I have had sore throat, cough, which contribute to "sexy voice". I wonder why I am quite vulnerable as I am getting older, especially in Singapore where there is nobody to take care of myself but me myself. Today I just went back from chalet, and only can get myself sleep for 2-3 hours. Haiz... I am sure I will go crazy for the 4 days 3 nite freshmen orientation camp liao la... &gt;.&lt; But at least, I got some entertainment from Zhang Lin during the midnight movie huahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year has passed. There were so many things happened in our class, but hopefully we are still in the same class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated bdae for Nerd's Akong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-5635660170372048570?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/5635660170372048570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=5635660170372048570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/5635660170372048570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/5635660170372048570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-dying.html' title='I am Dying'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-449245385677277259</id><published>2009-02-13T20:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T20:59:48.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>Wah.... I post again... (ended up posting new blog everyday --") Well... Never mind... After tomoro, i will "chiong" microbio... Well.. Another slacking day again... I haven studied at all!!!! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon i was so stressful finding place to eat for tomoro... After listening to some suggestions (thanks, zhang lin and bao ren), I still make up my mind to go the initial place... Hhahaa... Well... Valentine's Day indeed is a caring day, but make sure ur pocket is full enough to care someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After making up my mind, I overcame my laziness and went to Popular at SP to find ribbons. And it wasted my time! Thus i went to another popular at jurong east mrt... Well... There were a lot of people, not excluding those youngsters who were also looking for gifts and wrapping paper and the decorations. So finally i got the ribbons, and went back.. (hiya, so uninteresting story)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever! Jreng jreng! Since Liting wanna see the gift, here i upload the gift before i wrapped it up... N here are some photos of the post-wrapped gifts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala~ Enjoy aja~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i bought 2 ties......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SZVsuR6ubzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wo6k2NfB104/s1600-h/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(691).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SZVsuR6ubzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wo6k2NfB104/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(691).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302263678638124850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the close up of the first tie... See the pattern there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SZVsukk57HI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fGPj1gDCRkU/s1600-h/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(692).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SZVsukk57HI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fGPj1gDCRkU/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(692).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302263683646876786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this is the close up of another tie... Well, actually i wonder w&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SZVsupM2vzI/AAAAAAAAAGY/mb0S_TzVByM/s1600-h/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(693).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SZVsupM2vzI/AAAAAAAAAGY/mb0S_TzVByM/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(693).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302263684888182578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrapping the gift... Well, i actually just decorated it with ribbons lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SZVsuiLe61I/AAAAAAAAAGg/7BTaslckJeo/s1600-h/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(694).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SZVsuiLe61I/AAAAAAAAAGg/7BTaslckJeo/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(694).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302263683003378514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more roses emerged! Well, a pop idea since i only wanted to make a bow but there was so ugly with no decoration in centre. Then, i surfed in inet how to make ribbon roses. Hmm.... Quite ugly --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SZVsu271NsI/AAAAAAAAAGo/NsdBd98bFTU/s1600-h/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(695).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SZVsu271NsI/AAAAAAAAAGo/NsdBd98bFTU/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(695).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302263688574875330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SZVuYdf05wI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Nw6qXediMV4/s1600-h/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(696).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SZVuYdf05wI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Nw6qXediMV4/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(696).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302265502812661506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm... A simple valentine's card...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SZVuYmCGRZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/cT1WvjcuaXw/s1600-h/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(697).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SZVuYmCGRZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/cT1WvjcuaXw/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(697).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302265505103889810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for today!!!! I really have to chiong!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-449245385677277259?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/449245385677277259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=449245385677277259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/449245385677277259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/449245385677277259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2009/02/pre-valentines-day.html' title='Pre-Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SZVsuR6ubzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wo6k2NfB104/s72-c/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(691).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-6967511517272207373</id><published>2009-02-12T12:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T13:03:00.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah.... In the moment of laziness of studying, here I post the new blog again... (isn that i am busy? yeah busy idling around~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I force miss lanli wong to accompany me buying gift.. We went to vivo, and window shopping for few shops before really buying devin's vday gift.. We entered the National Geographic store. Isn National Geographic supposed to be the name of the magazine? Yeah.. So the store gives the exhibition look and many antique things there... Oriental medicine chest, oriental table lamp, the unique porcelain tableware, some artistic photos, and many others..... Welll.... Although the atmosphere there is so historical, actually when we paid attention to the things there, actually some of the things are not so old.. lol.. one of the cupboard was just manufactured in 1950s, so lanli said even her dad is older than that lol.... But the store was pretty nice to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally I bought gift to devin! Two ties... Actually he ever said he normally doesn wear tie... but nvm, he will wear one day... make it as the first two ties he owns (after the school ties of course, hahaa) YEah... And also for my mom, since her bday is coming soon also... Nyem nyem... SO i bought SK necklace for her... I just realized the white gold was really expensive... it was only so small in diameter yet, yeah, so costly. These double attack completely empties my wallet... (well, actually i paid by nets)... I think i have to work more often again to buy things really for myself... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... So lazy to study microbio, but always remind myself to be alert so as not to regret in future... Jia You, all SP students!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-6967511517272207373?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/6967511517272207373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=6967511517272207373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/6967511517272207373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/6967511517272207373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2009/02/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-7011102943753958841</id><published>2009-02-11T11:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T11:54:12.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hiya... I just came back from school... The IO Chem Test was pretty ok to handle, but because I corrected one questions for 3 times, I have wasted my time instead of rechecking my answer. Hopefully I can score well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.... Actually nothing special to talk about... I just feel relieved after the two days' tests ended... This coming Saturday is Valentine's day!!! And Devin will be coming haha.... At the same time of feeling happy, I am also confused because it's me who need to plan for this Saturday... Hmm... Actually I also dunno quite well about good spot in Singapore... Besides, I still haven got any idea what to buy as gift!!! Never mind, I will use this temporarily relaxed time to surf inet to find some idea...If you read my blog, can u post some idea on tagboard? I would feel very grateful (but sorry, no rewards :P)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... I also dunno i have to go back for holiday straight away from exam or maybe work first... But mom's bdae is also coming (double attack to my pocket &gt;.&lt;)...Ckck... That's it for today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-7011102943753958841?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/7011102943753958841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=7011102943753958841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/7011102943753958841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/7011102943753958841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2009/02/hiya.html' title=''/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-691070827531501841</id><published>2009-02-06T20:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:31:32.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!!!</title><content type='html'>Finally!!!!!! I can post new blog again... These few days are so tiring for me,with so many assignments and presentation...Therefore, I have only slept 6 hours per day... Tell me, for a pig like me, isn't that so torturing? T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday lanli, kheng hoe, liting, eileen, yan xian, xiao wen and i went to see the free concert at sp after finalising 2 presentation for today.. (huh? wasn't that i so busy? haha)  The concert was starred by She Xin Hui and Huang Jing Lun (do i spell wrong?). The queue was so long at outside of auditorium! Even if we came late for 15 minutes, these two artists were even late lor.... &gt;.&lt; we waited for about 45 minutes... but our waiting was quite worthy.. haha... they were so funny last nite.. Xin Hui was drinking her mineral water when she was about to sing another song. So she was choked and asked for replay... And her hi-hi laughter was also so funny...  Huang Jing Lun was also quite kiasu.. Xin Hui said that she was amazed 10,000 people coming to her concert, which is maybe only one tenth? hahaha...Jing Lun exaggerated more, when the turn for him to sing, he said he wanna hear screaming of 20,000 people. Jing Lun was not only kiasu in there. Xin Hui threw poster and sat down on the edge of the stage, so Jin Lun did more. He walked along the path near the seats at the same time he threw poster. Woah... THe feel was so different looking at real artist so near.. Xiao Wen said she was falling in love with him liao --" hahaa.... Today liting was also looking for video of Jin Lun and Xin Hui. Such a pity, the initial 3 hours mini concert was cut down to its half...But it's free, so how can i comment more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found video about their campus concert at temasek poly. &lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D_dyK46JzbE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are coming soon! Hope everyone can score well.. Sigh... Today is the last day i study as year 1 student... i wonder whether i will still be in the same class with the current classmates... maybe i will miss huisong scolding bao ren session, and also laughter of bao ren and jian wei... or maybe the crazy kheng hoe... or maybe the mentel lanli.. and the yaya zhang lin... and the "normal" liting and eileen... Maybe I will never see brian coming late...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-691070827531501841?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/691070827531501841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=691070827531501841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/691070827531501841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/691070827531501841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally.html' title='Finally!!!'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-6118044756585626524</id><published>2009-01-16T15:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T15:40:26.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaxed time</title><content type='html'>Hiyo.. Finally I can relax a bit... After doing so many tasks, presentation, test, and events; finally I can sit like I am on kopi tiam and shake my leg... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my Darling's birthday.. It's so pity I cannot be with you celebrating this special moment... I wish that from today onwards we can celebrate it together.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Lenny is also having birthday (so many people have their birthday today).. Cihuy, I take one day off for tomoro and Lenny will accompany me..&lt;br /&gt;I will have new haircut...&lt;br /&gt;But dunno what hairstyle I want to cut...&lt;br /&gt;Every time I cannot get something satisfied me... &lt;br /&gt;Maybe because even I myself dunno what I really want... Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working really drains my time to keep contact with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard for me to hang out with them again...&lt;br /&gt;Ck...&lt;br /&gt;Is it really worthy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever!&lt;br /&gt;In one more week Chinese New Year is coming. And I can go back again...&lt;br /&gt;Cihuy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-6118044756585626524?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/6118044756585626524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=6118044756585626524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/6118044756585626524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/6118044756585626524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2009/01/relaxed-time.html' title='Relaxed time'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-1814903135032751946</id><published>2009-01-05T20:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T22:24:05.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 lalala....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lespros.co.jp/artists/hiroyuki_ikeuchi/images/yomon1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 520px; height: 346px;" src="http://www.lespros.co.jp/artists/hiroyuki_ikeuchi/images/yomon1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tralala!!!&lt;br /&gt;My first blog in 2009!! Hahha...&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year every one!!! (well...although it's quite late)&lt;br /&gt;May all of us experience good thing in this year, and hope no more disasters onwards... Sadhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahha...&lt;br /&gt;I look like siao ca bou liao, keep laughing...&lt;br /&gt;Well, I spent the new year's eve with lanli, eileen, liting, wee hong,terence and jingying. Some of them picked me up after working in harbourfront, then actually we wanted to have dinner.. But since every place was so crowded, then we went ahead to city hall. Looking at the fireworks at the actual place really gave a different feeling.. Haha... After mamam McD n seeing the fireworks, we went to jianwei's house... Walao... Quite far from MRT.... I felt like i was going to die liao, as at 31 dec i actually had school n work... But then jianwei treated us so nicely... We played mahjong throughout the nite... hahaa... and we did some funny photos using jianwei's webcam... Well, I will upload the photos later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trallalala!!!&lt;br /&gt;But the highlight today in this post is not the new year's eve (no atmosphere of it anymore leh)... I watched ip man... Its kinda funny to recall that i called it as i-p man, like superman, batman, spiderman, or similiar... hahha... actually it has pronounciation as eep mun... Well... the movie was nice!! It really affects the emotion of the audience... When the ip man was shot by one general and everyone rebelled, all of us clapped hands lol... And what caught attention of lanli and i haha was actually not donnie yen, but the general miura casted by japanese actor hiroyuki ikeuchi (after i did some research on internet)... ahaha.. He is so handsome and mannnnnnnnnn &gt;.&lt; He can be promoted as my xiao lao gong after devin... hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah... So i found out he actually has already had the black belt on judo but he also underwent some training for his role in ip man... But...hmmm... what is his feeling playing role in a movie that quite exposes about japan's cruelty on the past world war? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala..... This is the trailer of highly recommended movie, ip man... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/flash/player.swf?file=http://vid5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/moviexclusive/ipmantrailersub.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-1814903135032751946?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/1814903135032751946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=1814903135032751946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/1814903135032751946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/1814903135032751946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-lalala.html' title='2009 lalala....'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-5142871231239031538</id><published>2008-12-07T00:49:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T02:10:25.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday, I am Coming~</title><content type='html'>Hose!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday is coming!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I met some problems for exam, but it's over!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha... I am going to Batam soon~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the exam, Lanli, Khenghoe and I had a little celebration for the coming holiday.. Then, we went to Orchard Road there and had a window shopping for full day (actually the initial intention was to buy some clothes for new year, but oh u noe, the price there was *.*)... Khenghoe was quite pitiful la, following us to see some girl stuff. I think he was quite bored. Then, he left more early than us to join his family having dinner at Botak Jones there... Lanli and I were starving after the window shopping. After filling our stomach, we walked across the streets in the Orchard... Well, the christmas situation penetrated us... With the lamps, christmas tree, and the christmas songs.... Even though the candy theme for this year is not so grand compared to last few years, but it's quite OK la... We captured quite a lot of picture there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STqv_0lofuI/AAAAAAAAACo/iMLmpu_AjSk/s1600-h/DSC01555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STqv_0lofuI/AAAAAAAAACo/iMLmpu_AjSk/s320/DSC01555.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276723424401063650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STqwvicK9UI/AAAAAAAAADQ/IUujItTWlCY/s1600-h/DSC01562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STqwvicK9UI/AAAAAAAAADQ/IUujItTWlCY/s320/DSC01562.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276724244163261762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STqwva5g_ZI/AAAAAAAAADI/HFZDwkSFgo8/s1600-h/DSC01553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STqwva5g_ZI/AAAAAAAAADI/HFZDwkSFgo8/s320/DSC01553.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276724242138856850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STqwvKiHzgI/AAAAAAAAADA/U8Q-cV_nL58/s1600-h/DSC01594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STqwvKiHzgI/AAAAAAAAADA/U8Q-cV_nL58/s320/DSC01594.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276724237745769986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STqwu8peC7I/AAAAAAAAAC4/gc8729PlcoU/s1600-h/DSC01592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STqwu8peC7I/AAAAAAAAAC4/gc8729PlcoU/s320/DSC01592.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276724234018491314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STqwuRiMNyI/AAAAAAAAACw/5p3vIwT_yEQ/s1600-h/DSC01554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STqwuRiMNyI/AAAAAAAAACw/5p3vIwT_yEQ/s320/DSC01554.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276724222445238050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STqxSy3Js6I/AAAAAAAAADw/kUDx80Kgm-c/s1600-h/DSC01556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STqxSy3Js6I/AAAAAAAAADw/kUDx80Kgm-c/s320/DSC01556.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276724849866814370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STqxSXHbWCI/AAAAAAAAADg/pn_b-zUN0FE/s1600-h/DSC01584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STqxSXHbWCI/AAAAAAAAADg/pn_b-zUN0FE/s320/DSC01584.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276724842418886690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Including this christmas tree made of bear-bear.... So cute!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STqxSmMwsDI/AAAAAAAAADo/RmKyrJhSHg0/s1600-h/DSC01559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STqxSmMwsDI/AAAAAAAAADo/RmKyrJhSHg0/s320/DSC01559.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276724846467788850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STqxSK5FpOI/AAAAAAAAADY/nBzh1tt2sfw/s1600-h/DSC01605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STqxSK5FpOI/AAAAAAAAADY/nBzh1tt2sfw/s320/DSC01605.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276724839137518818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, yesterday our class had chalet at East Coast Park there... We rented a BBQ pit in C8, which was very far far far away from toilet... We took about 15 minutes to walk from our pit to toilet... So, total of 30 minutes from pit to back to pit again.. &gt;.&lt; All classmates attended the BBQ!!! The sky was about to raining, but it just released some raindrops only which was very lucky to us bcoz we didn have shelter to hide..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq3AwHC0JI/AAAAAAAAAEY/hROEyw1HE3w/s1600-h/IMG_1413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq3AwHC0JI/AAAAAAAAAEY/hROEyw1HE3w/s320/IMG_1413.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276731136960286866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Indian mini-romance movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq3Ae1RatI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/BKP-t6Lquls/s1600-h/IMG_1411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq3Ae1RatI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/BKP-t6Lquls/s320/IMG_1411.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276731132322343634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq2_xs2HCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/oHRyZQv8BRg/s1600-h/IMG_1406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq2_xs2HCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/oHRyZQv8BRg/s320/IMG_1406.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276731120207404066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq230RVS0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/dZcEUGyUeMY/s1600-h/IMG_1400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq230RVS0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/dZcEUGyUeMY/s320/IMG_1400.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276730983458360130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Tay Wah Teck was preparing for BBQ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq23dh_9SI/AAAAAAAAAD4/WxGdz3sCxf0/s1600-h/IMG_1398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq23dh_9SI/AAAAAAAAAD4/WxGdz3sCxf0/s320/IMG_1398.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276730977354249506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq4SRWwNPI/AAAAAAAAAFA/qXCSZzilDz4/s1600-h/IMG_1425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq4SRWwNPI/AAAAAAAAAFA/qXCSZzilDz4/s320/IMG_1425.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276732537453950194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq4RzsU8CI/AAAAAAAAAE4/E-B9cuqxf5s/s1600-h/IMG_1422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq4RzsU8CI/AAAAAAAAAE4/E-B9cuqxf5s/s320/IMG_1422.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276732529491374114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq4RasuDKI/AAAAAAAAAEw/yB-WZSc4bpM/s1600-h/IMG_1421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq4RasuDKI/AAAAAAAAAEw/yB-WZSc4bpM/s320/IMG_1421.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276732522782133410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq4QhIMNBI/AAAAAAAAAEo/fTVEouq5XCc/s1600-h/IMG_1418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq4QhIMNBI/AAAAAAAAAEo/fTVEouq5XCc/s320/IMG_1418.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276732507328099346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq4QUPfuZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/JdGjGCbtFtI/s1600-h/IMG_1417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq4QUPfuZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/JdGjGCbtFtI/s320/IMG_1417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276732503869077906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq_EpsD9cI/AAAAAAAAAFw/SYna-BgWNKE/s1600-h/IMG_1429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq_EpsD9cI/AAAAAAAAAFw/SYna-BgWNKE/s320/IMG_1429.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276740000049001922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adultery Happens Behind Woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq46eINGNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nHYpgbjKHEg/s1600-h/IMG_1463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq46eINGNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nHYpgbjKHEg/s320/IMG_1463.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276733228077357266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Bao with his tummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq46ERHAAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8bTZd-6eWO4/s1600-h/IMG_1457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq46ERHAAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8bTZd-6eWO4/s320/IMG_1457.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276733221135384578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child abuse is everywhere... Be aware!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq45_ZhhkI/AAAAAAAAAFI/akbATCZ-9co/s1600-h/IMG_1460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq45_ZhhkI/AAAAAAAAAFI/akbATCZ-9co/s320/IMG_1460.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276733219828500034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Brian, our internationally-well known aluminium foil eater"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq5yx9bAII/AAAAAAAAAFo/zeUe8ia1UYs/s1600-h/IMG_1509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq5yx9bAII/AAAAAAAAAFo/zeUe8ia1UYs/s320/IMG_1509.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276734195473514626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq5ympAGAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YBjmtBKE4rM/s1600-h/IMG_1501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq5ympAGAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YBjmtBKE4rM/s320/IMG_1501.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276734192435075074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq_FSbcYZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/zw7OqFiibXQ/s1600-h/IMG_1487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq_FSbcYZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/zw7OqFiibXQ/s320/IMG_1487.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276740010985152914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satay-Satay~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq_EkDk-VI/AAAAAAAAAF4/TcypqMVMao0/s1600-h/IMG_1465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STq_EkDk-VI/AAAAAAAAAF4/TcypqMVMao0/s320/IMG_1465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276739998537021778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaya Pose of 张先生（您的包裹）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 6, including me stayed overnight... Hao leng wo~~ Then they taught Lanli and I cycling... Lanli was very fast learner, she can learned in one night... For me, I haven overcome my fear yet...But myb also I cannot find the correct way to take the paddle... Every time I step the paddle n needed to step the next one again to complete the cycle, my right leg would block the paddle and my bike stopped... Huhuhu... Zhang Lin was quite pitiful, he taught me by securing my bike from the front so he walked with his back towards the road.. Haha..I saw he perspired a lot lo... But he was also kiasu to Surya, which successfully taught Lanli to cycle in just few hours..haha..sori, ur discipline here was very shi bai.. Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gifts of this BBQ was plenty of small scars and tuo pi (what's that in English) near my ankle and feet..But I think, if I practice more, I can cycle and next time chalet I can cycle together with them...Huahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-5142871231239031538?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/5142871231239031538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=5142871231239031538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/5142871231239031538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/5142871231239031538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-i-am-coming.html' title='Holiday, I am Coming~'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/STqv_0lofuI/AAAAAAAAACo/iMLmpu_AjSk/s72-c/DSC01555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-7413956927089840161</id><published>2008-11-29T01:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T01:22:16.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiskal n Kepulangan Diriku ke Batam</title><content type='html'>Baiklah, karena sdg mendiskusikan masalah fiskal yg sangat berarti bagi masyarakat Indonesia, terutama anak2 Batam yang kuliah di sg (siapa c yg lg diskusi ama saya?), sy sebagai anak yang cinta tanah air bangsa akan menggunakan bhs Indonesia utk blog kali ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabar burung tentang fiskal makin marak aja dibincangkan anak2 indo, terutama anak batam yg suka banget jalan2 ke sg. Denger2 sih Batam bakal dikenakan fiskal sebesar gocap ban buat orang yg mo ke sg. Benarkah? Mari baca kutipan berita online dari BatamPos berikut ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Langkah Mundur, Tanpa NPWP Dikenakan Fiskal  &lt;br /&gt;Sabtu, 22 November 2008  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TANJUNGPINANG (BP) — Santernya isu yang mengatakan terhitung tanggal 1 Januari 2009 warga Kepri yang tidak memiliki NPWP akan dikenakan pajak fiskal dibantah anggota komisi III DPRD Kepri Rudy Chua. ”Isu tersebut tidak benar,” katanya Jumat (21/11). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dijelaskan Rudy, DPRD Kepri sendiri belum mendapatkan laporan dari pusat tentang adanya wacana itu. Di samping itu, pihaknya juga telah menelusuri dengan berbagai pihak, baik itu imigrasi maupun kantor pajak. Wacana pajak luar negeri itu juga belum ada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menurut Rudy, jika hal tersebut benar akan diterapkan, maka hal itu merupakan suatu langkah mundur bagi pertumbuhan FTZ di Batam, Bintan dan Karimun. Dan juga tidak sejalan dengan program pemerintah yang memiliki wacana tahun 2011 mendatang, viskal luar negeri di Indonesia tidak diberlakukan lagi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun dia menegaskan, tidaklah mungkin pemerintah memberlakukan suatu aturan tanpa adanya koordinasi dengan berbagai pihak terkait. ”Pastinya ada sosialisasi sebelum peraturan diterapkan,” tambahnya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Persepsi yang selama ini ada, mungkin karena adanya kesalahpahaman masyarakat tentang Undang-undang No 36 tahun 2008 mengenai pajak penghasilan. Dimana dalam pasal 25 ayat 8 tertulis WNI yang memiliki NPWP dibebaskan membayar fiskal luar negeri. Pasal inilah yang memungkinkan masyarakat memiliki persepsi, bagi masyarakat yang tidak memiliki NPWP dikenakan pajak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demikian juga informasi yang diperoleh Batam Pos dari Kantor Wilayah Imigrasi Tanjungpinang. Pihak Imigrasi Tanjungpinang menyatakan wacana tersebut hanyalah isu semata. Sementara sampai saat ini, pihaknya belum mendapatkan wacana dari Dirjen Pajak. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jd, smoga untuk sementara boleh agak lega dl... walo inflasi indo smakin membludak...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-7413956927089840161?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/7413956927089840161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=7413956927089840161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/7413956927089840161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/7413956927089840161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2008/11/fiskal-n-kepulangan-diriku-ke-batam.html' title='Fiskal n Kepulangan Diriku ke Batam'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-6946530796473521153</id><published>2008-11-25T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T19:57:54.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pra-MST Depression?</title><content type='html'>Yeah... So since last birthday, I have been so busy handling school stuff... It's very boring and stressful..Using express system as what applied in high school, I finished my reports at last... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My health has been not so good for these few days... I have had no appetite to eat, and suddenly I feel I miss my mum's cooking. Just let it be a simple cooking, but I really miss it... The great thing is next two weeks I can go home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my mood is also not very nice.. My group only has 5 mark out of 10 for the punctuality, bcoz of one of my group member has been late for 1.5 hours. The teacher asked him to have a make up practical, but he insisted to have it today. And actually he was doing nothing today.. Teacher also felt angry for him bcoz of his attitude on the experiment. I was terribly angry... It is not really about the point, but our effort as whole group was ruined by a single member but he didn't even show any feeling of guilty... He can slack for anything he wants to, but can he think for others whom he may implicate with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can post something happy in my next blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-6946530796473521153?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/6946530796473521153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=6946530796473521153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/6946530796473521153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/6946530796473521153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2008/11/pra-mst-depression.html' title='Pra-MST Depression?'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-670496558806118182</id><published>2008-11-16T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T23:07:48.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Day Here!!!!</title><content type='html'>Woah... Time really fliess.... Just one more hour my birthday will be over... Huhu... Today my bf and I spent a lot of time on travelling by bus or mrt.. Well, today we went to bugis bcoz he wanted to buy what his family asked him to buy.. So since no more desired destination (all the plans were cancelled, but the most important thing is enjoying being together rite), we wandered around there. Firstly, we went to buy Famous Amos' cookies, then we bought a new artist's album.. After having lunch, we went to Watson to pick up my present... Haha...Actually, I have decided since few days ago so it cannot be considered as picking up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the present from Devin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SSA0q0OJSUI/AAAAAAAAACI/1UKYMkuKUr4/s1600-h/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(564).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SSA0q0OJSUI/AAAAAAAAACI/1UKYMkuKUr4/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(564).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269269474200602946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SSA0qhh04OI/AAAAAAAAACA/1S2RYxtOA60/s1600-h/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(563).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SSA0qhh04OI/AAAAAAAAACA/1S2RYxtOA60/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(563).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269269469182877922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Showing off? Whatever u say... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, at first i wanna choose VS Saloon's, but Nerd said our friend ever used it and it was not long lasting... Moreover, the plating is less than Phillip's.. Thanks for your present darling... Muaccckkzzzzzz... (Sory, sensor for people below 21 age)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ya, today I sent the photo of us in Snow City from my bf's handphone to mine... SO now I am showing to u the hottest in the coolest,but it's not as hot as the dessert, but it's definitely spicer than KFC's chili sauce... Ladies and gentleman, I am presenting Snow Eskimos Couple...JRENG JRENG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SSA2hQrwhnI/AAAAAAAAACQ/wH3qwmB0XjI/s1600-h/Image142_flipped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SSA2hQrwhnI/AAAAAAAAACQ/wH3qwmB0XjI/s320/Image142_flipped.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269271509065565810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually there are 6 more photos, but they are print out ones... So wait until i scan those photos before uploading okayyyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SSA2h-MZKcI/AAAAAAAAACY/IDZM0ISHpD8/s1600-h/Image140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SSA2h-MZKcI/AAAAAAAAACY/IDZM0ISHpD8/s320/Image140.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269271521282042306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My torturing day will begin tomorrow... (another formal report!! *faint*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-670496558806118182?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/670496558806118182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=670496558806118182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/670496558806118182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/670496558806118182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2008/11/big-day-here.html' title='Big Day Here!!!!'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SSA0q0OJSUI/AAAAAAAAACI/1UKYMkuKUr4/s72-c/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(564).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-5508659651906109820</id><published>2008-11-15T22:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T23:35:43.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Night Countdown to Bdae</title><content type='html'>Hiyaaaaa.... It has been a long time I haven written any new post.. In these past few days I was rushed by endless projects and reports... It was really hard to concentrate myself finishing all these after the tiring long hours session of learning. Moreover, my weekend was filled up with working and working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, despite a bunch of reports waiting for me to finish (so I haven't finished it yet although I was rushed!!!), hey, my nineteenth birthday is coming... Yeah... 1 more hour and 7 minutess precisely, at the time I type this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though this big day (okay lah, at least it is big day for me) officially counted as 1 night more to come, I have received three pra-birthday presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First one is from my mistress, Wong Lan Li... Haha... She gave me a very unique necklace and it is wrapped inside her own made little present bag. And also she added on some memo, consisting of her birthday greeting for me as well as love expression..lol..She really put a lot of effort, it can be seen by highlighting the memos become colourful, and also put a lot of Malay words huahhaha... Thanks for your sincerity.. Muaaaccchhh!!! Hahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it iss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SR7l-Ic8G_I/AAAAAAAAABo/P0HFUwDmeQ4/s1600-h/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(555).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SR7l-Ic8G_I/AAAAAAAAABo/P0HFUwDmeQ4/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(555).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268901469653572594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's talk about the second present.. It is a small celebration from my classmates. So Bao Ren did rush and buy the fruit egg tart as the sudden celebration's cake and made a surprise for me.. The class also cooperated well, with singing together, and the buddy class also did not dump my face (diu lian, lol).. Well, it's kinda weird and phaise for me, because u noe, how our class' relationship with buddy class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SR7nLZ6bm1I/AAAAAAAAAB4/aZQ7RK_edUo/s1600-h/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(551).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SR7nLZ6bm1I/AAAAAAAAAB4/aZQ7RK_edUo/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(551).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268902797190601554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SR7nLQLrGnI/AAAAAAAAABw/HkkRXp6leVU/s1600-h/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(553).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SR7nLQLrGnI/AAAAAAAAABw/HkkRXp6leVU/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(553).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268902794578565746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last but not the least, the present actually comes from my boyfriend! I appreciate a lot that he is coming to Singapore, despite he actually is rushing for completing his target for his career by this mid-December. Yeah, so today he is coming.. And actually I wanted to bring him to Escape, but as lao tian ye was not cooperative, the day was raining in the afternoon, we cancelled the plan and just wandering around Vivo City for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. I knew he was actually quite bored accompanying me window shopping, so I decided to bring him to another place that both of us can enjoy... So we went to Snow City after I put some of my stuff taken from Batam at home. Travelling time was very consuming. We arrived there near 6.30 pm, which would be the last entrance time for guest. So we quickly paid the admission fees($15/pax) and also rental fee for long pants (because both of us didn't wear it) ($4/pax) and wear the skiing clothing; thick jacket, gloves,and shoes . Another $2 was added for two locker rentals to store our bags and shoes. So we came into the site, where one staff took our photographs for various place in this site. Then, we climbed up to the upper part while bringing the buoy. When we reached this part, we sit on the buoy and the staff there pushed us down. We slides greatly and I was so scared when my back turned 180 degree and my face faced the top of the city. I was afraid that my head would knock down to the slippery ice surfaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this one hour playing time, it was actually nothing but feeling cold. Yes, the cold creeps into my body when I was climbing up to the upper place. I felt very difficult to breath and Devin said my face was very red.. Woah.. I was thinking, what if I go honeymoon to the European or any other place with the winter season is at that moment?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-5508659651906109820?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/5508659651906109820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=5508659651906109820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/5508659651906109820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/5508659651906109820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-night-countdown-to-bdae.html' title='One Night Countdown to Bdae'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SR7l-Ic8G_I/AAAAAAAAABo/P0HFUwDmeQ4/s72-c/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(555).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-6267879836424417720</id><published>2008-10-29T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T18:58:48.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>Today all of CLS-FT students were invited to attend the talk about Sexual Transmitted Disease..Well, actually there is nothing special about that. Gonorrhoae, Clamydia, AIDS and a lot of others STD were mentioned in every similiar talk like today's. I was just wondering why there is still an increase of the figure of the STD people, especially AIDS. In fact, we have known that STD is incureable illness, and practice of free sex should be avoided and so on... However, ironically it seems to become a common thing for teenagers... And the same scenario always rotate, then teenagers regret of what they have done after they know they will meet their doom soon. Is free sex considered as a prove an open-minded, modern person? Or maybe peer pressure, or just an excuse? I don't know.. Life itself is tough enough.. Why should we put an extra pressure on our life? Human beings are indeed getting crazy and crazier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-6267879836424417720?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/6267879836424417720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=6267879836424417720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/6267879836424417720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/6267879836424417720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2008/10/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-409445998763698663</id><published>2008-10-28T21:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T22:35:41.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Packed Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SQcaCVewoZI/AAAAAAAAABA/Gbz-hKKTNSg/s1600-h/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(543).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SQcaCVewoZI/AAAAAAAAABA/Gbz-hKKTNSg/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(543).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262203317033935250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiya... Another one week has passed by. Time really flies. On weekend, I spend my time on working. Happy Deepa Vali for yesterday~~~ (or is it too late?) I spent one day time to play at Sentosa yesterday!! Haha... Luckily I managed to go there because actually I was like making a very big decision to go there. Next day after asking my friend to help me to do registration, I felt a bit lazy to go as I had a lot of stuff to do. However, I was 'forced' to go bcoz my friend had paid for my registration.. I met a lot of Indonesian friends there, some of them are SP students.. Lol.. Thanks to Iwan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we played such Amazing Race-like games. We were divided into several groups consist of around 6 or 7 people and were given a map of Sentosa. On that map, there were 3 green spots and one red spot besides another 3 hidden spots. We only could go to the red spot after finishing our race in all green spots.. We were asked to use the clue to find the spot.. The first clue is find a heart in Sentosa. As all group thought to settle the first post in the nearest spot from the start of sentosa,we thought it was near the merlion statue.  And we really had a hard time to even find the first spot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finding almost two hours, we really gave up at that spot and tried to another green spot. So we went to Tanjong Beach.. We took the train to the Beach Station and tried to find another post, which the crew put a picture of one restaurant n spa as one of the image on the map. We thought it was a clue, so we gave a try and climbed to that place.. The restaurant was located on the hill, and we had to climb to reach there... 132 steps!!! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SQcdthya77I/AAAAAAAAABY/Qfx1YsDPEV0/s1600-h/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(542).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SQcdthya77I/AAAAAAAAABY/Qfx1YsDPEV0/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(542).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262207357606883250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SQcduFYl_xI/AAAAAAAAABg/hvjVRN1-KpQ/s1600-h/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(541).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SQcduFYl_xI/AAAAAAAAABg/hvjVRN1-KpQ/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(541).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262207367162232594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "lost" peacock on the hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SQcds_oUauI/AAAAAAAAABI/lrba6sm_8Js/s1600-h/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(540).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SQcds_oUauI/AAAAAAAAABI/lrba6sm_8Js/s320/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(540).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262207348437707490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at last we found nothing there!!!! Then we walked around Tanjong Beach to find the post. Oni, my group leader, received the msg that we have reached the correct place. The heart mentioned was the heart shape on the map, which actually one of my group member has thought about that. Finally, after around two hours, with the hunger and thirst,we found the place!! We could have lunch at first post there, but there was still one condition. We have to find our kidnapped group member around there. No search, no lunch!!!! T.T Actually it was quite okay, but we were really very tired, already looked like dead people. Fortunately, we had good group leader, Oni, who was very proactive..He found it while we were still searching around.  Were we lucky to have a good leader or it's his bad luck to have such slack members? Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another post, we had a water game. But I wore white shirt while my extra shirt was put on Tanjong Beach, so I just played as catcher of the sponge. One Caucasian was attracted to the game and joined us.. What a friendly person he is! In conclusion, it really spent a full day there.. I am a bit lazy to write every detail.. And I will upload the photo soon once the crew sends me.. Hope to have another event like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching The Night at Museum dvd.. It's not a very new movie, but it's quite funny and meaningful.. What I am curious of is the Sacajawea person. In the movie, it's said she was a mother, who bring her child along in leading the way of expedition of Lewis and Clark without any map, just by the sign of the nature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today..&lt;br /&gt;Good nite everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;Especially to nerd who rested last night on TTSH!!! :-/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-409445998763698663?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/409445998763698663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=409445998763698663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/409445998763698663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/409445998763698663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2008/10/packed-day.html' title='Packed Day'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SQcaCVewoZI/AAAAAAAAABA/Gbz-hKKTNSg/s72-c/%5E%5BzHu%5D%5E_(543).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-587950223401576245</id><published>2008-10-26T08:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T08:35:09.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Behind My Name</title><content type='html'>I explored joali's blog and saw the meaning of his name. Then I try mine.&lt;br /&gt;Here it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Zhangmingzhu Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are incredibly wise and perceptive. You have a lot of life experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a natural peacemaker, and you are especially good at helping others get along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But keeping the peace in your own life is not easy. You see things very differently, and it's hard to get you to budge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic “Type A” personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are deeply philosophical and thoughtful. You tend to analyze every aspect of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intuitive, brilliant, and quite introverted. You value your time alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often times, you are grumpy with other people. You don't appreciate them trying to interfere in your affairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, self assured, and capable. You are not easily intimidated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You master any and all skills easily. You don't have to work hard for what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make your life out to be exactly how you want it. And you'll knock down anyone who gets in your way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about yuliana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Yuliana Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic “Type A” personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... What do u think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-587950223401576245?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/587950223401576245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=587950223401576245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/587950223401576245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/587950223401576245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2008/10/whats-behind-my-name.html' title='What&apos;s Behind My Name'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-1024693065885750413</id><published>2008-10-22T18:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T19:12:50.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia mode: on</title><content type='html'>Well... Break time for doing report, now I am starting on my second (or maybe third?) blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really a relax day yesterday (seems everyday is a relax day huh? haha...).. I attended my Gems lesson - Etiquette and Professional Image. We were asked to measure our part of body, vertically and horizontally to find our body shape and ratio, which Mr Goh (oops, not that one nerd lol) said it would later be used for determining our preferable clothings. Then I just discovered that I have shorter body and longer leg! Yeah, although this leg is not so apparently as long as model's (how can it be,hey; when u noe what my body looks like), haha this is quite surprising for me... Mr Goh said if someone is quite short, she shouldn't wear mini skirt that will make her look shorter. Is it really true? A bit weird for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Gems, liting, eileen, hui song, terence and i, the five desperate teens who are quite silly (to me lah) to choose gems on tuesday, went to the library. I found a book called "I don't Have A Thing to Wear".. I just read few pages and it tells about why women always feel that they have nothing to wear regardless of bunch of clothes stuck in their cupboard (or what?). Haha.. I think a lot of women face such kind of problem.. So the next pages will offer solution about this problem, which I will share later as I haven't finished reading it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 3 pm, our class gathered at Sakae Sushi for celebrating the birthday of Hui Xian and Ming Ci. People around my table ordered 1 plate of 2 sashimi sushi, and we put wasabi inside one of the sushi to trick Zhang Lin eat that. However, this trick failed as the wasabi spilled out tsk.. Then another idea from Ming Hui, he put the tea leaves from the green tea bag he has drunk on another sushi, claiming that it was seaweed or whatsoever. Then we "gently" forced Zhang Lin and Bao Ren to choose one sushi for each person to eat.. Bao Ren ate the "tea" sushi but he didn't give any comment nor angry. Wee Hong said we were too cruel for him and Ming Hui felt really guilty about that.. He kept asking to people if he is too bad.. Hmmm... Is that really cruel? Sometimes when we are in one group and we feel we are happily belong a certain group, we often bully others without realizing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, after birthday celebration for Ming Ci and Hui Xian, i went home and meet my old enemy again... Lizard!!! --" The lizard kept moving on the wall toward study table and when I wanted to chase it out, it hid into the wall of back of my bedroom.. Then I ask my roommate to help me make the lizard out of my sight (either by capturing it then kill it or just move to another place, whatever) but she was also a bit afraid to capture lizard alive. Then I ask auntie for help, and she gave me the baygon spray, asked me to spray if the lizard came out. So bring along tiredness, I wait for the reappearance of the lizard until 11 pm. But it still didn appear and I really feel like to sleep. My roommate asked me to not bother so much about lizard as it would not crawl to bed. So I turned off the light and laid in lower position than usual, afraid that the lizard which was hiding near my sleeping region would come out and make me frightened. My roommate then came in after brushing her teeth and she said the lizard came out again. I jumped and my roommate gave it two sprays but the lizard was quick enough to escape.. Haiya.. So yesterday I slept with enough worries about the lizard (so lame) so I think I just half-sleep and a bit sleepy today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah... Then one question came to my mind: which one is more likely people afraid of, cockroach or lizard? Just now I tried to search any percentage of people who afraid of lizard and I found nothing.. Huh.. Why are some people not afraid of such disgusting thing, although the lizard last night was quite ang-ge la... geezz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for my blog today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhu... tonight i will spend my night together with lizard once more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-1024693065885750413?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/1024693065885750413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=1024693065885750413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/1024693065885750413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/1024693065885750413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2008/10/insomnia-mode-on.html' title='Insomnia mode: on'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-8932661428459855668</id><published>2008-10-20T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:55:53.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Etiquette and Professional Image</title><content type='html'>Ah ya, so tomoro I will have my Gems lesson..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait to see what Mr Goh will teach us next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope for another enjoyful day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck for exam, nerd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to sleep~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good nite everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898600634769515753-8932661428459855668?l=fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/feeds/8932661428459855668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898600634769515753&amp;postID=8932661428459855668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/8932661428459855668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898600634769515753/posts/default/8932661428459855668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fasciolahepatica.blogspot.com/2008/10/etiquette-and-professional-image.html' title='Etiquette and Professional Image'/><author><name>zhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01782324081750617687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5vRlotVDU8U/SLwKSJsQZ5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/V_gs1MFRMco/S220/DSC01354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898600634769515753.post-2495260230384784366</id><published>2008-10-20T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:06:22.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post?</title><content type='html'>Okay, so this is my official first post..&lt;br /&gt;Finally, this is my relax day. No working after school, and I enjoy having dinner with my classmates.. Working? Yeah... I just started working on this weekend. Well, I could cope it quite well, despite of some little mistakes.. But my feet felt so painful for standing 8 hours.. I just discovered back my foot file yesterday, I'll promise myself to take care my feet and keeping myself a positive thinking to work at happy condition (at least until my birthday passes thru).. Aha! Hm...When I was workin yesterday, one of my colleague fainted and every staff there was very panicked. They called the ambulance and informed her mother about that, and after the call they found out that was not the first time she fainted. She has fainted for 18 times!! Then one thing slipped thru my mind: two days ago we were waiting together for our buses and she told me that she was working to afford the rental fee. Her mother herself has tumor and she hasn't undergone for any operation. It's quite pitiful for her, and I was very surprised and amazed of her by her usual cheerful appearance. Indeed everyone has their own problem, and maybe the problem is also heavier than mine... Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Jay Chou's new song : Dao Xiang. The lyric is really meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Permanent Link: Jay Chou Dao Xiang lyrics translation &amp;amp; pinyin" href="http://beechybelle.com/blog/?p=1837" rel="bookmark"&gt;Jay Chou Dao Xiang lyrics translation &amp;amp; pinyin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translated Lyrics courtesy of &lt;a href="http://forum.myjaysian.com/viewtopic.php?f=2&amp;amp;t=473"&gt;myJaysian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Pinyin Lyrics will be up either tonight or tomorrow. Sai seng the pinyin master is preparing it now =] **&lt;br /&gt;NOTE : 1. Whoever that copy and paste this translated lyrics are obliged to link back to myjaysian as courtesy&lt;br /&gt;2. WHOEVER THAT COPY PINYIN FROM MY SITE MUST LINK BACK TO ME. its not prepared by you so have some manner and gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;*updated lyrics pinyin by beechybelle.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;歌手： 周杰伦 zhou jie lun (jay chou)&lt;br /&gt;歌名： 稻香 dao xiang&lt;br /&gt;专辑： 魔杰座 mo jie zuo&lt;br /&gt;作词： 周杰伦 zhou jie lun (jay chou)&lt;br /&gt;作曲： 周杰伦 zhou jie lun (jay chou)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对这个世界 如果你有太多的抱怨&lt;br /&gt;dui zhe ge shi jie, ruo guo ni you tai duo de bao yuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;跌倒了 就不敢继续往前走&lt;br /&gt;die dao le, jiu bu gan ji xu wang qian zou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么 人要这么的脆弱 堕落&lt;br /&gt;wei shen me, ren yao zhe me de cui ruo, duo luo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;请你打开电视看看&lt;br /&gt;qing ni da kai dian shi kan kan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多少人 为生命在努力勇敢的走下去&lt;br /&gt;duo shao ren, wei sheng ming zai nu li yong gan de zou xia qu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们是不是该知足&lt;br /&gt;wo men shi bu shi gai zhi zu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;珍惜一切 就算没有拥有&lt;br /&gt;zhen xi yi qie, jiu suan mei you yong you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus A]&lt;br /&gt;还记得 你说家是唯一的城堡&lt;br /&gt;hai ji de, ni shuo jia shi wei yi de cheng bao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;随着稻香 河流继续奔跑&lt;br /&gt;sui zhe dao xiang he liu ji xu ben pao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;微微笑 小时候的梦我知道&lt;br /&gt;wei wei xiao, xiao shi hou de meng wo zhi dao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要哭 让萤火虫带着你逃跑&lt;br /&gt;bu yao ku, rang ying huo chong dai zhe ni tao pao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;乡间的 歌谣永远的依靠&lt;br /&gt;xiang jian de, ge yao yong yuan de yi kao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回家吧 回到最初的美好&lt;br /&gt;hui jia ba, hui dao zui chu de mei hao&lt;br /&gt;[/chorus A] beechybelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要这么容易就想放弃 就像我说的&lt;br /&gt;bu yao zhe me rong yi jiu xiang fang qi, jiu xiang wo shuo de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;追不到的梦想 换个梦不就得了&lt;br /&gt;zhui bu dao de meng xiang, huan ge meng bu jiu de le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为自己的人生鲜艳上色&lt;br /&gt;wei zi ji de ren sheng xian yan shang se&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;先把爱涂上喜欢的颜色 &lt;br /&gt;xian ba ai tu shang xi huan de yan se&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;笑一个吧&lt;br /&gt;xiao yi ge ba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;功成名就不是目的&lt;br /&gt;gong cheng ming jiu bu shi mu di&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让自己快乐快了 这才叫做意义&lt;br /&gt;rang zi ji kuai le kuai le zhe cai jiao zuo yi yi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;童年的纸飞机 现在终于飞回我手里&lt;br /&gt;tong nian de zhi fei ji xian zai zhong yu fei hui wo shou li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所谓的那快乐&lt;br /&gt;suo wei de na kuai le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;赤脚在田里追蜻蜓追到累了&lt;br /&gt;chi jiao zai tian li zhui qing ting zhui dao lei le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;偷摘水果被蜜蜂给叮到怕了&lt;br /&gt;tou zhai shui guo bei mi feng gei ding dao pa le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁在偷笑呢&lt;br /&gt;shui zai tou xiao ne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我靠着稻草人&lt;br /&gt;wo kao zhe dao cao ren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吹着风 唱着歌 睡着了&lt;br /&gt;chui zhe feng, chang zhe ge, shui zhao le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哦 哦 午后吉它在虫鸣中更清脆&lt;br /&gt;o o wu hou ji ta zai chong ming zhong geng qing chui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哦 哦 阳光洒在路上就不怕心碎&lt;br /&gt;o o yang guang sa zai lu shang jiu bu pa xin sui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;珍惜一切 就算没有拥有&lt;br /&gt;zhen xi yi qie, jiu suan mei you yong you&lt;br /&gt;[repeat chorus A x2] beechybelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is english translated english took from &lt;a href="http://forum.myjaysian.com/viewtopic.php?f=2&amp;amp;t=473"&gt;myJaysian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fragrant Rice” lyrics&lt;br /&gt;Composer: Jay Chou&lt;br /&gt;Lyricist: Jay Chou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have too many complaints towards this world&lt;br /&gt;When you fall down you don’t dare to continue walking forward&lt;br /&gt;Why must people be so weak, depravedI ask you to turn on the TV and see&lt;br /&gt;How many people bravely try hard to continue walking for their life&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn’t we be content with what we have?&lt;br /&gt;You should cherish everything even if you don’t possess it&lt;br /&gt;I still remember you said your home was the only castle, you continue to run with the fragrance of the rice and the flowing riverS&lt;br /&gt;miling, the dreams when you were young, I know&lt;br /&gt;Don’t cry, let the fireflies lead you to escape, the eternal dependence of the folk song in the country&lt;br /&gt;Just go home&lt;br /&gt;Go back to the happiness at the very start&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be so easy to give up, it’s just like I say&lt;br /&gt;For dreams you can’t achieve, switch it for another and it’ll be fine&lt;br /&gt;Put some colour into your life, firstly paint the colour you like on love&lt;br /&gt;Come on and smile, merit and fame aren’t the goalsLet yourself be happy, this is what you call meaning&lt;br /&gt;The paper airplane from my childhood, it’s finally flown back to my hand now&lt;br /&gt;That so called happiness, running barefoot in the fields chasing crickets and getting tired&lt;br /&gt;Picking fruits without permission and getting scared from being stung by bees, who’s sniggering?&lt;br /&gt;I lean on the scarecrow while being blown by the wind while singing while sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, if the sunshine sprinkles on the road then I won’t be afraid of being broken-hearted&lt;br /&gt;You should cherish everything even if you don’t possess it&lt;br /&gt;I still remember you said your home was the only castle, you continue to run with the fragrance of the rice and the flowing river&lt;br /&gt;Smiling, dreams when you were young, I know&lt;br /&gt;Don’t cry, let the fireflies lead you to escape, the eternal dependence of the folk song in the countryJust go home&lt;br /&gt;Go back to the happiness at the very start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IbHFFpVfKgM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IbHFFpVfKgM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div 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