tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34856508988916493892024-03-20T20:13:05.412+08:00Step by StepShoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.comBlogger103125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-26676333996129485052011-08-24T18:03:00.002+08:002011-08-24T18:10:52.146+08:00Bother ?Another lesson in my life.
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<br />Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-53051505726454862952011-08-03T21:25:00.002+08:002011-08-03T21:34:26.490+08:00Luck . .Do you believe in luck?<br /><br /><br />I only believe it in some situations such as social life and etc.<br /><br /><br />Everything went on smoothly for the past few months. When month of August has arrived, within the first hour of the first day itself, all kind of incidents occurred. It never ends till today.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I couldn't believe that my luck fall abruptly !<br /><br /><br /><br />=(Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-73073296287028009692011-07-18T01:17:00.005+08:002011-07-18T18:38:21.972+08:00"Great Achievement"Should I consider myself lucky or what?<br /><br /><br />Within a week, I get 3 bruises on different parts of my right hand.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcSTawr9yUFjb-Hn3_W4ePex53jghq0zmA1lMDw9-j74m4COyHm_lfiFeIX_eYPUWVyqiZ1JMukymCjOsSDXlZs_XRo26M5MmSrewNMLUSBoQClMOXvSYBZbA0PyQKEufnZKPytGQSnyE/s1600/fd.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 231px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcSTawr9yUFjb-Hn3_W4ePex53jghq0zmA1lMDw9-j74m4COyHm_lfiFeIX_eYPUWVyqiZ1JMukymCjOsSDXlZs_XRo26M5MmSrewNMLUSBoQClMOXvSYBZbA0PyQKEufnZKPytGQSnyE/s320/fd.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630499519969815506" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Apart from that, I always knock on things surrounding me while I'm walking. eg refrigerator, handle of staircase, chairs and tables, shoes, doors, etc.<br /><br /><br />I'm so careless and silly, isn't?<br /><br /><br />Haha.Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-1625468723043542422011-07-10T02:29:00.000+08:002011-07-10T02:29:44.895+08:00The " -tys' "Finally, the "-ty" years have arrived.<br /><br />All memories in "-teen" years are stored in part of my brain and will be flipped through as time goes by.<br /><br />Last day of my "-teen" years was dull and bored. As usual, sitting in front of my lappy, watch dramas, and went out dinner with my family.<br /><br />If that lame 709 event doesn't exist at all, perhaps I might have a wonderful day.<br /><br />Anyway, forget the past and live for the future.<br /><br />Hereby, a zillions thank to all of you for your grateful wishes.<br />Moreover, I also wish all of you healthy all the time and may your dreams come true too.<br /><br /><br />Before I end, I would like to dedicate the song below to myself, which I do the same every year.<br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sQy3pwYwvg8?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="344"></iframe><br /><br />This song may sounds kinda emo but it meant a lot to me.<br /><br /><br /><br />Good night all, have a great tomorrow !Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-70724163892114303952011-06-29T10:09:00.007+08:002011-06-29T12:32:40.864+08:00"Miss"Early in the morning, my heart has sunk into deep sea.<br /><br />Memories flashback in every seconds.<br /><br />Especially, Penang trip.<br /><br />That was the most joyful trip I ever had since I entered Uni.<br /><br />Honestly speaking, I did wish the days will never end. Unfortunately, I can't demand for it.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeerCx3VjodYWJ_bGqlDF2WoL0_D2K-rzPfngsasM1x0QrLvhOsb_hB0XBTM1EMpi-9_Qw5LoI6ZlU1kWdY-I8KqpcrkpnfhSifC_gXu7cpX5MmTDM8iwz2U4BxHKoBivd5BIs_3NdvWQ/s1600/miss1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeerCx3VjodYWJ_bGqlDF2WoL0_D2K-rzPfngsasM1x0QrLvhOsb_hB0XBTM1EMpi-9_Qw5LoI6ZlU1kWdY-I8KqpcrkpnfhSifC_gXu7cpX5MmTDM8iwz2U4BxHKoBivd5BIs_3NdvWQ/s320/miss1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623494779067506674" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The mood started to appear when I return to KL. Those planted memories slowly being dug out from the ground (brain).<br /><br />Sometimes, I would even laugh alone at the side of the corner. Knew it is weird but I enjoy for being weird.<br /><br />'MISS' is the hardest thing for me to cope. It doesn't last for a day but forever.<br /><br />Thanks for letting me to 'miss' all of you. That also means that I will never forget all of you.<br /><br />Thanks for being friends of mine. And thanks for giving me such awesome memories.Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-35846356888596987672011-03-31T18:02:00.002+08:002011-03-31T18:07:54.946+08:00Golden Phrase<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br />不要封闭自己 ,<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:180%;">你要先爱别人 ,<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:180%;">别人才会爱你 。<br /><br /><br />Do not close the door to our heart.<br />By loving others, we too will be loved.</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Jing Si Aphorism by Master Cheng Yen<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div></div>Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-81610146146115659322011-03-22T21:50:00.002+08:002011-03-22T22:04:47.134+08:00Consideration !<span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">People with the "ability to know others' thoughts" are those with a sincere mind that is always considerate of others and thinks of others, and they will not have anything to hide from us. </span><br /><br /><br /><br />When I posted it on my facebook, I get a plenty of comments. One of them said "as if you considerate my feeling".<br /><br />I get so upset when I saw this comment. She thinks that I'm not being considerate towards her then what about her.<br /><br />Making all sort of noises during the class, being so arrogant when she knows everything and showing off like nobody business, and etc.<br /><br />Why would I need to be considerate towards her since she do not show any respect to others and I, disturbing from the beginning the class till the end.<br /><br />She thinks she's perfect in everything and welcome by others, in fact, she's totally wrong. If no one dare to be the first one who hates her, then let me be ! I have endured for 1 CA, and I don't give a damn to her.<br /><br />And one more thing, I pity with the guy who is in the relationship with her. 2 words to you, "good luck" .Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-88247341590849573912011-02-18T18:27:00.004+08:002011-02-18T18:48:30.430+08:00Em0ti0nal Breakd0wnEarly in the morning, I saw a few tears drop from a friend of mine. She misses her parents and home, especially her grandma, who is sick. She couldn't wait for her parents to fetch her back to see her grandma. All of sudden, a feel of sorrow strikes my heart. I felt so helpless to see a friend of mine who undergoes such condition.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcPy14Z6Er6hyphenhyphenUTqm4TdgA361PDEcBBm6oUY4mC38DJeuzzbxi_Tn-xN5JsyIaKGOe4zm3oSYT06B-zbop0_AmJq6AxVCaBxkKRRawq_fz_FDa_8hMvZCrCq4Rt5hCTm89Khs9DT6XSws/s1600/sad-face.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcPy14Z6Er6hyphenhyphenUTqm4TdgA361PDEcBBm6oUY4mC38DJeuzzbxi_Tn-xN5JsyIaKGOe4zm3oSYT06B-zbop0_AmJq6AxVCaBxkKRRawq_fz_FDa_8hMvZCrCq4Rt5hCTm89Khs9DT6XSws/s320/sad-face.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574978931783296130" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Another bad news is a friend who I know since age of 5, yes is 5, will be leaving to Australia to further her studies at today's midnight. Smart, kindhearted, 'tiny', and open-minded, leaving alone, far far away from her family, friends and Malaysia.<br />From here, I would like to tell her that "you are always the great ! don't ever give up ! please take good care of yourselves, do always mail me. TAKE CARE ! "<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKiQYjIrOPAc4ykRnnfCzEk1OwMrBcVhnbEYitV_7mp6fxb2P9qv1huCnDd6UnyzFSJo10ONzfzIinZkJO8vOKPpd2PYhkKVhphQt_B_9aadipcJOmP85-_60jQ707HU_xBcQXkd6HY_A/s1600/sad-face.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 199px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKiQYjIrOPAc4ykRnnfCzEk1OwMrBcVhnbEYitV_7mp6fxb2P9qv1huCnDd6UnyzFSJo10ONzfzIinZkJO8vOKPpd2PYhkKVhphQt_B_9aadipcJOmP85-_60jQ707HU_xBcQXkd6HY_A/s320/sad-face.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574978932327110722" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Nevertheless, I miss my home too. I do really want to go back even only for 2 days but I can't. Exam is coming and my mom not allow me.<br /><br /><br /><br />"Mom, I do really want to go back." =(Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-64284238203447650312011-02-01T12:08:00.003+08:002011-02-01T12:13:34.916+08:008words to describe.<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Ain't </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">a</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">happy</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Chinese New Year</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">this </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">year.<br /><br /></span></span></div>Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-31860347634078219602010-11-28T13:00:00.003+08:002010-11-28T13:11:16.200+08:00Penang Bridge Marathon 2010Wooohoooo...previous post was my first 100 posts..nothing to be happy because it doesn't mean anything ..hahaa<br /><br /><br /><br />So, last weekend 21 Nov 2010, my friends and I participated in Penang Bridge International Marathon 2010. Not full or half marathon, it just a fun run.<br /><br /><br />For me, it was not a fun run. I took it as a serious sport and finished the run within the time limit that has been set.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixMYS3LIUtLak43mTsWklkVTN-7-8KuLoU1Cgq3SN2Xm8YtUcc8_XsUSIlevZZ5ksaf-5TTyrTZe-pppb2ZnPrttHS82lHBgeQdOrqRLo5QiH_4TABIl5c2DfL23rM_UIIwdKTGjMWv5Y/s1600/CIMG1285.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 288px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixMYS3LIUtLak43mTsWklkVTN-7-8KuLoU1Cgq3SN2Xm8YtUcc8_XsUSIlevZZ5ksaf-5TTyrTZe-pppb2ZnPrttHS82lHBgeQdOrqRLo5QiH_4TABIl5c2DfL23rM_UIIwdKTGjMWv5Y/s320/CIMG1285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544462880607340242" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><br />It was really a great experience and I wish to upgrade into next category for the coming years. Hope it will really comes true.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" >-Just a little update about what's going on around me. Currently busy with studies and got no time to make long post. Stay tuned- </span>Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-1869786688145943312010-11-26T22:02:00.002+08:002010-11-26T22:09:13.916+08:00你怎么舍得我难过All of sudden, my mind was singing this song when I came out from movie in LT1.<br /><br />It gave me a sudden lonely feels.<br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zU3vkhxKrgU?fs=1" width="425" frameborder="0" height="344"></iframe><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">对你的思念是一天又一天,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">孤单的我还是没有改变,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">美丽的梦何时才能出现,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">亲爱的你好想再见你一面.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">秋天的风一阵阵地吹过,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">想起了去年的这个时候,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">你的心到底在想些什么,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">为什么留下这个结局让我承受.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">最爱你的人是我,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">你怎么舍得我难过,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">在我最需要你的时候</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">没有一句话就走,</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">最爱你的人是我,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">你怎么舍得我难过,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">对你付出了这么多</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">你却没有感动过.</span>Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-64911863464962342572010-11-20T00:05:00.000+08:002010-11-20T00:27:44.105+08:00Stranger >> New Friend >> Rumours >> ??????To have a friend who is willing to hear all of your problems, share thoughts, sports and study together, and etc is harder than finding a treasure.<br /><br /><br /><br />I do have a best friend who always support and listen to my problems, but now he is 100km plus far away from me due to pursuing in different university. Yes, I admit that we seldom contact each other since we went to different university but that and the distance will not break us apart. Yet, it makes the bond grow even stronger as we have lot of topics to chat when we gather back together and usual activities like attending training classes and having fun in cybercafe are still going on.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPtzwqOuEl2Z-KfqQ5EZmcARpGn0D6zttJiZklh_HFOuD4k9xS5t7A1Yvd1bOSOHR-QlXhU6oq6uD-GmBC8eq3f_7zRCFZnt0LnWpsjUWMqdPeG6hrDkvMPHRfqG4CNi5vAGCABsxqkqY/s1600/friends-graphic-11.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 375px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPtzwqOuEl2Z-KfqQ5EZmcARpGn0D6zttJiZklh_HFOuD4k9xS5t7A1Yvd1bOSOHR-QlXhU6oq6uD-GmBC8eq3f_7zRCFZnt0LnWpsjUWMqdPeG6hrDkvMPHRfqG4CNi5vAGCABsxqkqY/s320/friends-graphic-11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541281467628863970" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />Honestly, I'm very picky in choosing friends. I prefer friends who are hardworking, highly motivated, strong determination, smart and etc. I appreciate them a lot and take them as my idols. It's totally not mean that I use them like a tool in order to achieve my goals, but as an idol who will motivates me and lead me to correct path as like theirs.<br /><br /><br /><br />I like to be independent and not giving troubles to others. Meanwhile, low self-esteem strikes me. I always have negative thinking in every actions of mine. I couldn't control myself to think in such an improper way but it sometimes able to make me realize which of my action is correct or incorrect.<br /><br /><br /><br />While others, they are still my friends but not as much as I mix with those. I'm so sorry if this hurts you all, different people have different point of view and personality. I'm a kind of person who are easily influenced by entertainments and I have to do lot of things in order for myself not to get addicted and turn into playful mode. In short, study, career and goals are my priority.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">( Neglect the gender and races )<br /></div><br /><br /><br />I love to be friendly and be friends with everyone. Yet, lot of problems rise in between.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC_M49JH_27cD6RkbGdkfdaAATP1YSgrsHb0c8tPDup5n-kyPd3TheYnzbD43MPUxeHb5arMvV8owjes1JUC-12Sv9CI8EEv8k1RqSePoycvd4E2Z6mN53_1oNCDV2j7RltMN7eT4rJLQ/s1600/girls%252520friendship-day-orkut-2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 359px; height: 301px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC_M49JH_27cD6RkbGdkfdaAATP1YSgrsHb0c8tPDup5n-kyPd3TheYnzbD43MPUxeHb5arMvV8owjes1JUC-12Sv9CI8EEv8k1RqSePoycvd4E2Z6mN53_1oNCDV2j7RltMN7eT4rJLQ/s320/girls%252520friendship-day-orkut-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541281463513645762" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br />These days, this issue making me upside down. I dare not to drag someone into trouble or rumour when I started to be one of their friends. I feel so guilty and sorry for them who are innocent and being drag into trouble by me. I don't know where is the problem arise from and how to overcome this problem. If just ignore it, I really couldn't do it. It doesn't make me feel better but even more worry towards them. If follow the old way, I will just let it go and let time to lead me into the Path of Forgetfulness.<br /><br /><br /><br />So, is it "let it go" will be the best solution of all at this time?..<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbWM651UAfSL5muU4JMielzQSvgOIFBN82lwXAGAwfBKQFAeSdQ8V6uK_qeGXIl8N_60Ns85dA_Sr-CsI-S1MBJ9xaRmpIF4Nk2WrGfyIsoQNUyMXlZWNwMnsCdrmHneElmZgcZ05XyOI/s1600/let+go.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbWM651UAfSL5muU4JMielzQSvgOIFBN82lwXAGAwfBKQFAeSdQ8V6uK_qeGXIl8N_60Ns85dA_Sr-CsI-S1MBJ9xaRmpIF4Nk2WrGfyIsoQNUyMXlZWNwMnsCdrmHneElmZgcZ05XyOI/s320/let+go.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541281456634455858" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div>Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-91548402681655434422010-11-17T02:10:00.002+08:002010-11-17T02:14:41.939+08:00无眠 *touch*<object style="background-image: url("http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/z2TtliknCEA/hqdefault.jpg");" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z2TtliknCEA?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z2TtliknCEA?fs=1&hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />今夜的月光超載太重<br />照著我一夜哄不成夢<br />每根頭髮都失眠<br /><br />天空他究竟在思念誰<br />是不是都和我一樣<br />揮不去昨日甜美的細節<br />才讓今天又淪陷<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">你現在想著誰 有沒有和我相同的感覺 </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> 固執等著誰 卻驚覺已無法倒退 </span><br />曾經想一起飛 在自己心中蓋了座花園<br />把你的一切 都種在這個地點<br />卻像魚 守在裡面<br /><br />今夜的月光超載太重<br />照著我一夜哄不成夢<br />每根頭髮都失眠<br /><br />天空他究竟在思念誰<br />是不是都和我一樣<br />揮不去昨日甜美的細節<br />才讓今天又淪陷<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">你現在想著誰 有沒有和我相同的感覺 </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"> 固執等著誰 卻驚覺已無法倒退 </span><br />曾經想一起飛 在自己心中蓋了座花園<br />把你的一切 都種在這個地點<br />卻是魚 守在裡面<br /><br />不管要多少時間 多少眼淚 多少落空來等待<br />不管你是不是會回來<br />其實我也不明白 為什麼如此傻傻地期盼<br />你是我僅有的愛<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">你現在想著誰 有沒有和我相同的感覺 </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> 固執等著誰 卻驚覺已無法倒退 </span><br />曾經想一起飛 在自己心中蓋了座花園<br />把你的一切 都種在這個地點<br />像條魚 守在裡面<br />守著幻影 葬在裡面Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-89426732001122541602010-11-14T02:41:00.004+08:002010-11-14T02:57:43.584+08:00Why why and why...??? @@!Do it just to fulfill the promises ?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />And there will be no any repetition after fulfilled them ?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Is it just with an intention to repay ? Nothing else than that ?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Why there will be no any natural act ?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOSHqu9Vmytb_R2GdOGTPHDV8BwNUnI0J85nLAKiG3HbLeDAdoHNXIDngOoFIqNgZbgwc5XietLJKQ9YT52wbaTvKquLXqU7kPNbKxFZaI8VyFNzEpNMrRX_U6j6L6_CVEpo-uK1IK2nQ/s1600/why-us.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 223px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOSHqu9Vmytb_R2GdOGTPHDV8BwNUnI0J85nLAKiG3HbLeDAdoHNXIDngOoFIqNgZbgwc5XietLJKQ9YT52wbaTvKquLXqU7kPNbKxFZaI8VyFNzEpNMrRX_U6j6L6_CVEpo-uK1IK2nQ/s320/why-us.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539109605530593954" border="0" /></a></div>Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-29149379212059695232010-11-13T08:14:00.002+08:002010-11-13T08:32:48.103+08:00B.A.D !Do you agree with me that I'm not a good person?<br /><br /><br /><br />Honestly, no matter how the other people say that I'm so good in this and that, I will think of it oppositely. And whenever people praise me, I will take it as an insult. May be this has became a habit of mine.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Klyex6OU4A6sP4qmnDWmw3l1VvveFzyBuHsq_Qk5fWYBjPzqtVPMbKgSuMwE4MgTQH9g6bKQSQ5zylC78esxG_wolwqjKcl92eTTIcp0kq1iS3NLm8jMCZ66tzqNj6UapgYxDMspb34/s1600/Badboy_black.gif"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 442px; height: 152px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Klyex6OU4A6sP4qmnDWmw3l1VvveFzyBuHsq_Qk5fWYBjPzqtVPMbKgSuMwE4MgTQH9g6bKQSQ5zylC78esxG_wolwqjKcl92eTTIcp0kq1iS3NLm8jMCZ66tzqNj6UapgYxDMspb34/s320/Badboy_black.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538825466567930882" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br />But, seriously, I'm really not a good person. NOT A GOOD PERSON.. I'M A BAD GUY !.Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-29071487071512640392010-11-07T09:00:00.003+08:002010-11-07T09:08:12.658+08:00Shy !OHHhhhhhhhhh Goooooosssshhhhhhhhhhh...<br /><br /><br /><br />I couldn't believe that someone asked me those kind of questions and I didn't know how to answer them.<br /><br /><br /><br />I kept on thinking for the answer but I didn't know whether I answered them correctly or not. I hope the answers came from my heart and not just a lies.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />First time of my life encountering such questions.<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >SO EMBARRASSING !!!</span><br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsP7-p9CMWIxr9c2-Vz_mfE_fa9zGYMW6TkUiuq7PbA5r5rB0Ao-9h0Wo0GAj8qeoEN5IosKYsMNTPNxtCAUhqoqCcN0gpUyivdHy6-Mq739dKtlfDFcs-QoKoaFwuFhpHfo7VASqd3aU/s1600/shy-bear.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 227px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsP7-p9CMWIxr9c2-Vz_mfE_fa9zGYMW6TkUiuq7PbA5r5rB0Ao-9h0Wo0GAj8qeoEN5IosKYsMNTPNxtCAUhqoqCcN0gpUyivdHy6-Mq739dKtlfDFcs-QoKoaFwuFhpHfo7VASqd3aU/s320/shy-bear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536607504941023458" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">By the way, your stories had worried me. Hope that you are fine and never give up.<br /></div><br /><br /><br /></div>Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-31616477018903382022010-11-05T01:09:00.002+08:002010-11-05T01:13:48.317+08:00HaPpY dEePaVaLi !!Hereby wishing all of my Indian friends from KL, Aimst, and all over the places,<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" >HAPPY DEEPAVALI </span><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />and may your home light up with the joy of Deepavali.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3NRDt3kQ6pJzIagC9QrW9srKXUvQaXRAVLxg9tqIi2fspA3FJLkMxL3LT4mlSr1uaciz_afYV_yHFnz5TEG92BP1azoPvfT7iSgtVIRhd9bzBPCn5jSb6_GdQzq22Ot7uHfHnyshS7Ek/s1600/happy-deepavali.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 309px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3NRDt3kQ6pJzIagC9QrW9srKXUvQaXRAVLxg9tqIi2fspA3FJLkMxL3LT4mlSr1uaciz_afYV_yHFnz5TEG92BP1azoPvfT7iSgtVIRhd9bzBPCn5jSb6_GdQzq22Ot7uHfHnyshS7Ek/s320/happy-deepavali.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535743542945630754" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br />Have a great day with your family and friends. Enjoy !Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-32110202721862883352010-11-02T09:27:00.003+08:002010-11-02T09:35:36.931+08:00GUARD THE HEART ! DUDE !!I always ask others to guard their heart. Don't easily fall into someone.<br /><br /><br /><br />But now, I'm the one who couldn't do it.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglDSudRjT3vJvFEfj2_Ep0Rf2kEvVfkefLixnbjczPuNitK9mudFf6EI9cJ2sq6Xo_vlS3MxootBDp7WGGU1NLAV-H9aHBhcBaLlpaNd_BRIk5AXpLUf-JhL-bh7tG28UUwzvX-LZKB8Q/s1600/emo-touched-heart-to-break-it.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglDSudRjT3vJvFEfj2_Ep0Rf2kEvVfkefLixnbjczPuNitK9mudFf6EI9cJ2sq6Xo_vlS3MxootBDp7WGGU1NLAV-H9aHBhcBaLlpaNd_BRIk5AXpLUf-JhL-bh7tG28UUwzvX-LZKB8Q/s320/emo-touched-heart-to-break-it.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534759682380054146" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br />These days, I couldn't concentrate on whatever I'm doing. After a while, my mind will reflect its' image. Controlling me to seek for it even by looking at it for few seconds and that will not satisfy me.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Arghhhhhhh.. if this keeps going on, my studies will fall abruptly. I need to get out of this NOW !.Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-8329002518339055492010-09-07T00:40:00.003+08:002010-09-07T00:52:06.695+08:00S-O-L-OI am feeling so weird now.. I do not have a place to voice out my feelings instead this is the only choice I can make which is to say it in my own blog.<br /><br /><br />Again, I am feeling so weird .. Weird, in the sense of people around me. I wonder if it is my problem or the others.<br /><br /><br />Before I enter into degree programme ( back to university ), I was so scare to return. I missed KL's friends and the moments with them. I had a great time with them during my long holiday.<br /><br /><br />After that, I felt I have nothing to scare of because they're always there for me. Yet, currently I am back to KL for my raya holiday. I sense a huge difference. I feel so sorrow which I never feel it before.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I do not know how to express my feelings now..just a simple word will do.. "lonely"..<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />"to be happy, I would rather choose to be sad"Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-29591085524356288932010-08-08T18:41:00.004+08:002010-08-12T22:14:40.164+08:00Back To Aimst !Ola everyone.<br /><br />I'm back to Sg.Petani again today. Tomorrow (9.08.2010) will be a history of my life which is my degree intake.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi87X7ycLmdpAu1RsMTgIUAHjh22RX8kGo1B1vddqJiwvvhfxqiQx76-qxHEdR7vVLsDsH1V9WDKtO209YDscp3ks9JVFOUulPGBFW_-HkajKJFw43XR-5slws3MR6dwwqht3Uopp6GL0A/s1600/aimst_logo.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 306px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi87X7ycLmdpAu1RsMTgIUAHjh22RX8kGo1B1vddqJiwvvhfxqiQx76-qxHEdR7vVLsDsH1V9WDKtO209YDscp3ks9JVFOUulPGBFW_-HkajKJFw43XR-5slws3MR6dwwqht3Uopp6GL0A/s320/aimst_logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504526207904707122" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br />5 years of time for me to battle within myself and achieve my dreams. No matter how huge the waves are, no matter how thick the walls are, they will not make me fall.<br /><br /><br /><br />There's a bit of fear and worry in me right now. I don't feel really excited like the first time I came to this place. Day after tomorrow, everything will be fine.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />See ya !!Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-10135955255688525042010-06-10T22:40:00.010+08:002010-06-10T23:20:51.828+08:00Art and Craft in the OFFICE !Due to boredom in the office, I have created a so-called "Swan" by using the stationery in my office. LOL. I shall teach you all how to do it.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRI1ouLcubobEHNhuJZZ51bwDjaQGGt2TW_Jw8a4dHNgdleIDrOoXrwWMTXuK7_XxuApb2Utz6PiMkDA1tYlrGKY4mdzVP3_8uf_w51EDE6yZnnCTRWC4uGmL_a551Y_fLKjoogC3izwo/s1600/DSC01651.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRI1ouLcubobEHNhuJZZ51bwDjaQGGt2TW_Jw8a4dHNgdleIDrOoXrwWMTXuK7_XxuApb2Utz6PiMkDA1tYlrGKY4mdzVP3_8uf_w51EDE6yZnnCTRWC4uGmL_a551Y_fLKjoogC3izwo/s320/DSC01651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481163039851170050" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />First of all, you need to prepare a few things. Cellophane tapes, a ball of strings, a thin and long plastic strap, scissor, marker pen, a piece of paper, glue and 2 clips.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1eE5Qyd5WcyhoDA_r9ho6xDIM-a97huee80uUW2ajo27TU9ZuV0MFIQA3DADxt-nt_mB_lsWfL1vIwGnicd3dsO0FXU2MarSA5MLOXknTneBenBUkRPlQQi95wxArTXkE8ucw9Iv1hTU/s1600/DSC01644.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1eE5Qyd5WcyhoDA_r9ho6xDIM-a97huee80uUW2ajo27TU9ZuV0MFIQA3DADxt-nt_mB_lsWfL1vIwGnicd3dsO0FXU2MarSA5MLOXknTneBenBUkRPlQQi95wxArTXkE8ucw9Iv1hTU/s320/DSC01644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481158566143465938" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj6v6DNbnGP9Adp2gCVNqL6XSKbu0Z_l0hY6zXsFJk7CoU5X13qVQPyCRcxOAsnqcnmAjGuzjCm1Y-lvxHDi9z0iZzytLdAGHAKsV1A4qXMt_Efrw27v1yAzqPr5RITwrktiYbZoVJ7P4/s1600/DSC01614.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj6v6DNbnGP9Adp2gCVNqL6XSKbu0Z_l0hY6zXsFJk7CoU5X13qVQPyCRcxOAsnqcnmAjGuzjCm1Y-lvxHDi9z0iZzytLdAGHAKsV1A4qXMt_Efrw27v1yAzqPr5RITwrktiYbZoVJ7P4/s320/DSC01614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481159276599882466" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div>Next, wrap the plastic strap with strings until the you couldn't see the strap. like this.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqNMHjclIwZKfKSACd2oVVOT_MQAViQQtVtmhZW6gQob_G1xbwZt8GXKZOxp05-FjzMx61Zj2_MtQRL9KeFz078sCYa49Aw6Pag1-OO5Cx6g38g9rGI6Fb9kz2UqoAOG4_-59SG7ZtTfI/s1600/DSC01621.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqNMHjclIwZKfKSACd2oVVOT_MQAViQQtVtmhZW6gQob_G1xbwZt8GXKZOxp05-FjzMx61Zj2_MtQRL9KeFz078sCYa49Aw6Pag1-OO5Cx6g38g9rGI6Fb9kz2UqoAOG4_-59SG7ZtTfI/s320/DSC01621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481159058430776834" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div>Then, wrap part of it again as thick as you want to differentiate the beak, head and neck. Tape it so it will not be loosen. The thick part is the head, the long part is the neck and the short part is the beak.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5_BVFaa1Vc_Lz_528Z9kFdsty38DMigWTtSP1icwOhh14ZyTNj4fqF1G3a9KnHSrru1fjzNN28aRXAHz9RAN__hHuFqj9nQaeYIf20kbips8aWYn76s5WnP5qi2lmSrq2o1tdF9Ler7M/s1600/DSC01622.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5_BVFaa1Vc_Lz_528Z9kFdsty38DMigWTtSP1icwOhh14ZyTNj4fqF1G3a9KnHSrru1fjzNN28aRXAHz9RAN__hHuFqj9nQaeYIf20kbips8aWYn76s5WnP5qi2lmSrq2o1tdF9Ler7M/s320/DSC01622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481159867703408770" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />Move on to next step. Bend the plastic strap using your creativity. This is to shape its neck.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiODIzzYBRjxxaaqaceePj3x6YF_x7q3AeOszU4RLPTn03V3MPVMeqljMkkZxEbkutVzPIKpObyQ6OaxC0I6dQdBvBhei5PurNpFwDDk7PZNTT8HimyIpKp2G8a5tLmBufn1D-C0GmbZZs/s1600/DSC01630.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiODIzzYBRjxxaaqaceePj3x6YF_x7q3AeOszU4RLPTn03V3MPVMeqljMkkZxEbkutVzPIKpObyQ6OaxC0I6dQdBvBhei5PurNpFwDDk7PZNTT8HimyIpKp2G8a5tLmBufn1D-C0GmbZZs/s320/DSC01630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481160428813156290" border="0" /></a><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span></div><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUtsdZZuzB9N3bzGTwOpgCOrJmkWuhWV7i4q_Joti330wVIrC2IKGXei83Ps4qpenjVZtfsg6pN7FFGH7DCQLV722u2kbw7tu6kGJMh8cX2SqcnB_igdZm1RwtZsnmUexhyGo5bINDyPo/s1600/DSC01624.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUtsdZZuzB9N3bzGTwOpgCOrJmkWuhWV7i4q_Joti330wVIrC2IKGXei83Ps4qpenjVZtfsg6pN7FFGH7DCQLV722u2kbw7tu6kGJMh8cX2SqcnB_igdZm1RwtZsnmUexhyGo5bINDyPo/s320/DSC01624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481160424412601218" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />After that, put it deeply into the hole in the middle of the string ball. Then, shape the neck again.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR-p1gwDgav0b_65o2bg4hRLsTaHxz0kzVTMFCVsyl2qfuod_mBexgbKVVmotNgTe33sIP0KCdgku6w46uft1pKx7t9d1tGKzk0Xhv5Of43xZoYrTUr1Zn1I7AQ2JryXJTpEuglXNYEd0/s1600/DSC01634.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR-p1gwDgav0b_65o2bg4hRLsTaHxz0kzVTMFCVsyl2qfuod_mBexgbKVVmotNgTe33sIP0KCdgku6w46uft1pKx7t9d1tGKzk0Xhv5Of43xZoYrTUr1Zn1I7AQ2JryXJTpEuglXNYEd0/s320/DSC01634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481161043434665106" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div>It almost done. Next, cut 2 small piece of paper in round shape and colour them with marker pen to make them look like eyes. Stick them on the head by using a glue.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhY_Z_pg5c1DECxYkNlA9uq5WQkwBUxedhfZkyL3Oz6ZLLmlzHhZJI_pVoAEypBwWgcvjbq325Xr3rmH9ktTNr5OPnM3ytaNNSo2lak9UqLkOyvymTBYdl1HmKNeeesvdP13qjVQ7AnrQ/s1600/DSC01641.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhY_Z_pg5c1DECxYkNlA9uq5WQkwBUxedhfZkyL3Oz6ZLLmlzHhZJI_pVoAEypBwWgcvjbq325Xr3rmH9ktTNr5OPnM3ytaNNSo2lak9UqLkOyvymTBYdl1HmKNeeesvdP13qjVQ7AnrQ/s320/DSC01641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481162111868262626" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div>Lastly, use the clips as the wings and clip them at both sides.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjblS9knv7A-qElezOaKxo6RvLTnO5BBJZPDdH4hMZwk3RxKDngWLYSqojTZTfvbr1H2dvxkce5AByRfynRkDexMA9oaJ69uiHfHqCMa092_qWlHB6NIla2WumfHsOUZcPYg58vtmS7P4A/s1600/DSC01649.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjblS9knv7A-qElezOaKxo6RvLTnO5BBJZPDdH4hMZwk3RxKDngWLYSqojTZTfvbr1H2dvxkce5AByRfynRkDexMA9oaJ69uiHfHqCMa092_qWlHB6NIla2WumfHsOUZcPYg58vtmS7P4A/s320/DSC01649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481163029226240914" border="0" /></a><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span></div><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqqRLujvaIeU4P5bo-Ip83XNb8owGi7wwwkF3jM-K3bDyG6BtRgklVOvqmPhinjWOBP6e7GPdnKPYNm-B2eUpBFDDjPjyBKgryAD8Yqene1Zrd97m0UAqOyN88zU1TYZLWS5GeMn51dRA/s1600/DSC01646.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqqRLujvaIeU4P5bo-Ip83XNb8owGi7wwwkF3jM-K3bDyG6BtRgklVOvqmPhinjWOBP6e7GPdnKPYNm-B2eUpBFDDjPjyBKgryAD8Yqene1Zrd97m0UAqOyN88zU1TYZLWS5GeMn51dRA/s320/DSC01646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481163021669109074" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />Hope you all enjoy doing it.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >THE END !</span>Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-45523275090698941532010-06-03T22:34:00.004+08:002010-06-03T22:58:17.812+08:00body combatAttending body combat class was my wish since the first day i knew about it. I saw this from other bloggers and shirts that people around me wearing. Plus, I'm a martial arts-lover, it is a lost for me if I did not try out the class.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7MfwhSd9KGclyfIu0uQKicjN6REKMU_EhuqGLN-krSHMsMkcwiydkrW9-_DFNXv8nFSnHeT-6EilS65YPLPXWKF-CEQEeRNz0djCJe6EGl0ergs8tnfmLuKM7GBm3rp_nzTIXjOhMWfY/s1600/images.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 176px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7MfwhSd9KGclyfIu0uQKicjN6REKMU_EhuqGLN-krSHMsMkcwiydkrW9-_DFNXv8nFSnHeT-6EilS65YPLPXWKF-CEQEeRNz0djCJe6EGl0ergs8tnfmLuKM7GBm3rp_nzTIXjOhMWfY/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478558591481912610" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />Body Combat is <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >" The world’s most popular pre-choreographed martial fitness program, combining martial taichi, karate, and kick-boxing. Non contact, fierce, energetic hi-impact fitness. Fight your way to the level of fitness you demand with one intense FUN class! "</span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;color:gray;" ><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,geneva;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /><br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span>These are the benefits which I plugged from other blogs.<span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;color:gray;" ><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,geneva;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >" Benefits of Body Combat:</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >- Improves heart and lung function and reduces the risk of heart disease</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >- Tones and shapes key muscle groups</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >- Burns calories for a leaner body</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >- Improves co-ordination and agility</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >- Improves bone density</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >- Improves posture and core strength and stability</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >- Builds self-confidence </span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >"</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFb2kR0WAZGLkTjU4_MpIvzF2fUiyk5RZUDG4U1avDhGtFOSXTPX_F5h-ywNMU-CiIsTpSdYUV0W0xsB62of2zitao9QeOpGexU6fNDsOApz01Y_B0fhlYnb3Ofjg1jOH8CYHL5iyzMRI/s1600/images2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 374px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFb2kR0WAZGLkTjU4_MpIvzF2fUiyk5RZUDG4U1avDhGtFOSXTPX_F5h-ywNMU-CiIsTpSdYUV0W0xsB62of2zitao9QeOpGexU6fNDsOApz01Y_B0fhlYnb3Ofjg1jOH8CYHL5iyzMRI/s320/images2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478558603448339154" border="0" /></a><br /></div><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;color:gray;" ><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,geneva;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span>Seriously, the class is fun ! I joined the class since last Thursday and I have decided to attend every classes without missing any of it unless there is some problem which stop me from going. I do not know how to express my feeling towards the class and describe the class, but it is really <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >AWESOME !</span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;color:gray;" ><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,geneva;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZvuFpXkEe_ZqIGQ8D_1x-SlsmvJS27kL7sOHbda_QFHxdE98-uzUhLXmjCrCMzZYu23AYtrAoBlOrrKIeq6BshpoPKVYy8AJol1RjFQRAOAZaHrKsMQjf58qJC5ai4N_3DJEnUpTw3Fo/s1600/3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 390px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZvuFpXkEe_ZqIGQ8D_1x-SlsmvJS27kL7sOHbda_QFHxdE98-uzUhLXmjCrCMzZYu23AYtrAoBlOrrKIeq6BshpoPKVYy8AJol1RjFQRAOAZaHrKsMQjf58qJC5ai4N_3DJEnUpTw3Fo/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478558587909886306" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I got some feedback from friends who says that I will be even thinner if I attend the class. These kind of comments actually will bring me deep down and hard to climb up again. Yet, I didn't listen to them as I have surveyed and ask for more info for the class. Yah, though I'm thin for you all, but I'm really not. ><!--.. Lastly, <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;">I'M FALLING IN LOVE WITH BODY COMBAT !!!!<br /></div></div><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;color:gray;" ><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,geneva;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:12;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span>Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-11441040695457754592010-06-01T22:03:00.003+08:002010-06-01T22:40:46.070+08:00OKUWow..it's been awhile I have not log in into my blog haha..<br /><br />Actually I was about to blog about my Foundation's life in AIMST, I had completed half of it but got stuck another half. More, I do not wish to continue anymore because I do not want to flash back those memories which hurt me a lot and putting me quite down. So sorry to say that, honestly, I almost forget about it. It's quite hard for me to recall that.<br /><br /><br />Alright let's move on. I would like to blog about the incident happen today. I did not know whether it was a great start or good or whatever but I felt really uneasy.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIm6YKU0UMJYuvGpG-m_3oUQ6idYBKZa9mbHpsMJzOXNpOB8_J5zdeEfpvUNgS2TIiFFSVZMj9l5atlzxMxaWkyt5e2Jr8-xlm_IsTpgNER5ZhVWHH7YPRx-cakxOH-qybep_EoY0N-34/s1600/images.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIm6YKU0UMJYuvGpG-m_3oUQ6idYBKZa9mbHpsMJzOXNpOB8_J5zdeEfpvUNgS2TIiFFSVZMj9l5atlzxMxaWkyt5e2Jr8-xlm_IsTpgNER5ZhVWHH7YPRx-cakxOH-qybep_EoY0N-34/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477814673485126402" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Just now evening, my friend and I just came back from work. During our journey, my friend saw a blind man walking towards KL Sentral and he was in front of us. Plus, he was talking to himself and I assumed that he has a little mental problem. So, I speed up my steps and went over him without helping him. Then, when I turned back, I saw my friend was helping him.<br /><br /><br />May be you will think of why I didn't help that blind man. Am I right? It's not that I didn't want to help, it's because I'm afraid of making it worst. I'm afraid of bringing him to the wrong place, or may be he just want to loiter at that place and I spoilt his plan or etc. There were lots of question popped out in my mind before I decided to help or not.<br /><br />Yea, you may say that I'm a useless future doc. May be I am. But I have my own principle, my own line. I don't dare to cross my line before I achieve it. It's like you have not learn anything about medicine, but you acted like you know about medicine. So, you examined other people and misdiagnosed them. I don't dare to take the risk like that.<br /><br /><br /><br />IF, the blind man was already in the LRT station and heading to the boarding place, or waiting for the train to come, that case I will immediately walk forward and help. No doubts. But for the case above, which I was not know where's him going and he has a little mental problem, I couldn't do it.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCEQRRZp-sOuduBYLT5fZ774pdNDzbCKue5hd42cMZjT8f37gAVMZUm0Mq1btAamjU8rHs3deAO2I0KK6Npm8oT9q_ps9YUO4oABrkWmzU_1b4eqyh8Qp92Er-1NdrmyfL1jgcKsAFWVg/s1600/BADAN_BERTINDAK_OKU.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCEQRRZp-sOuduBYLT5fZ774pdNDzbCKue5hd42cMZjT8f37gAVMZUm0Mq1btAamjU8rHs3deAO2I0KK6Npm8oT9q_ps9YUO4oABrkWmzU_1b4eqyh8Qp92Er-1NdrmyfL1jgcKsAFWVg/s320/BADAN_BERTINDAK_OKU.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477815030214629458" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />My friend helped him until he bought his own ticket and walked into the station. YES !.. I helped him to the excalator as he denied to use the lift and safely sent him into the train. I did it. Yet, I was not proud of myself.<br /><br />I'm really sorry to the blind man who I didn't have the intention to give him an helping hand at first. Hope that God knows my sincerity on helping him at last.Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-75460436143337618352010-02-07T01:06:00.002+08:002010-02-07T01:17:47.261+08:00Mission Done !Huhhhh.. so long didn't online.. so now I have plenty of time to go online and I'm going to post something in my blog today..<br /><br /><br /><br />I'm in the cloud nine right now not because of the people here making me happy. It is that I found back my best friends during primary time. I mentioned them before in my blog who are<span style="font-size:180%;"> <span style="font-weight: bold;">刘昆升</span></span>and <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >卫俊杰</span> ..MISSION ACCOMPLISHED !! wooooohooooooooooo...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I'm so touch when they said they still remember me and able to mention my profile. Huh.. I'm almost cry it out or may be I'm going to cry before I sleep later. HAHA... Okay.. that's all I wanted to share with you all.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Good Night ! ^^V hehe..Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3485650898891649389.post-74395270324732974332010-01-22T18:38:00.002+08:002010-01-22T18:46:13.803+08:00Wat's up !Hello !<br /><br /><br /> I was busying for my quiz these whole week. The papers were quite tough for me though I had worked really hard to revise. I made so many mistakes in answering those questions. I only realized them when I handed my paper to invigilators .<br /><br />Haiz.. I don't know what's wrong with me.. Probably I was too nervous and can't concentrate on what I'm writing.<br /><br /><br /><br />So, there's another paper on next Monday which is English paper. I don't know why they don't want to put it on today instead on next Monday. Wasting my time.<br /><br /><br /><br />Hmmm..there is another problem I'm facing right now.. Annoying people around me.. I can't really get out from them. I'm so sick of it. Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Kay la .. I think I need to get out from online. I still have tonnes of books and notes to study. I haven't even touch my term1 and term2 notes yet now already almost end of January. Left 1 month few days to go to my final exam. Huh.. I must have start now.. !! JIA YOU !!Shoo Yanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618216132753338187noreply@blogger.com0