<?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-214806720755145215</id><updated>2012-01-20T11:18:36.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>loveiSintheair</title><subtitle type='html'>loveiSintheAir</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.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-214806720755145215.post-3028972277536757324</id><published>2010-09-13T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T01:48:07.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wondering</title><content type='html'>Arrghh...i feel so moody and dissapointed every now and then. The saying " love is able to turn a human to a beaming creature, but, it has the power to unhinge the most rational of us " is of bull's eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should never ever put any hopes in getting any simple lil' things that only meant to me in return, to avoid any disspointments. I start thinking back on what Penny told me half year ago, in which I never seemed to put it in heart initially because I was yet to come across that transition period she mentioned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penny told me, there might be arguemnts and misunderstandings between a couple when both parties start working. She broke up with her bf once and after 2 years separation, the love birds get together again and got married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking rationally, what Penny said is very true. People would have different perceptions and thinking at different stages in different ages. The maturity developed will tell us which to prioritze on. Like, during the Uni time, there were not much things to shoulder besides academic stuffs and activities. One will have more time for the partner. Hence,a well knitted relationship is built. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once both join the work force, things might change. One will not have time to focus solely on a single thing. There are many things to shoulder. Be it money, work, family, future as well as relationship.  Pressurized works made one worn out. One feels exhausted to talk and to communicate like the past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, things need to be shared at that moment when it happened and we dont feel like telling anymore once it passed so long. The things worsen if both are far aparted. My question is, can a long distanced relationship keeps it's warmth still?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-3028972277536757324?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/3028972277536757324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=3028972277536757324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/3028972277536757324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/3028972277536757324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2010/09/wondering.html' title='Wondering'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-8879171402364175100</id><published>2009-02-18T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T01:08:46.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and Pride Go Together But Can Be Disastrous</title><content type='html'>well...it has been some while i didnt update my blog.....hehe...coz bitten by lazy bugsss larr...(okay okay...got tagged by sheng wa a.k.a. hao gong waa oso....will "un"tag after this =D =D )...here are some awesome stuffs to share with u guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love and pride go together but can be disastrous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;SIGHTS &amp; SOUNDS By XANDRIA OOI-THE STAR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OVER&lt;/strong&gt; the past year, I have learned a thing or two about love. I find the power of love fascinating and contradictory at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Besides&lt;/strong&gt; being able to turn a perfectly normal person into a giddy, beaming creature; love also has the power to unhinge the most rational of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If&lt;/strong&gt; you’ve ever been in love, you might agree that love can make us a little insane at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An&lt;/strong&gt; intelligent, successful person would cry, beg and flood their partner’s mailbox with a dozen incoherent messages, all because of love. In the face of love, any pride that we might have gets flushed down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There also are instances where the opposite is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; find that love and pride are so closely intertwined that the mere movement towards one or the other can change the outcome of an disagreement between couples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anger&lt;/strong&gt; and pride are also never far from each other. It is anger that spurs us to make the most hurtful remarks and it is pride that stills our tongue when we want to say we’re sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anger&lt;/strong&gt; makes us forget ourselves and gives us a temporary sense of power. We say things we don’t mean and when we want to run after the one we love, it is our pride that keeps us rooted to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No one &lt;/strong&gt;is perfect and it is our battle with pride and anger that makes up human love. We either allow anger and pride to take over or we can try very hard to let love do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After all&lt;/strong&gt;, pride, anger and regret will not keep us warm at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; is also a very strange notion. We can promise our partner the earth and the sky, whisk them away on luxurious holidays and feel happier when we hear their voice on the telephone; yet we can be rude to them, careless with their feelings and take them for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt; wouldn’t put as much effort into a friendship and you also wouldn’t abuse it; yet when it comes to relationships, you could be operating on both ends of the scale at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It&lt;/strong&gt; doesn’t take one long to figure out that we are at our most vulnerable when we are in love. Even the strongest and meanest have been known to be defeated by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; may have the power to heal, but it also certainly has the power to break someone and turn them into a shadow of their former self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; have found that showing our love is not just giving what comes naturally to us when we are happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It &lt;/strong&gt;is always easy to love someone when we’re in a good mood but when things aren’t so peachy it can be such a struggle to remember how to show that love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I am a naturally affectionate person, I find myself behaving more like Mr Hyde than Dr Jekyll when angry or upset; ashamed as I am to admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;Never&lt;/strong&gt; make a decision when you’re angry” is a motto that I’m glad my boyfriend practices and has constantly reminded me to stand by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Falling &lt;/strong&gt;in love is easy but no one seems to advertise the fact that it isn’t as simple to sustain that wondrous feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The&lt;/strong&gt; thing is, we can have the best education from the most prestigious university, but when it comes to the matters of the heart, we have no way of preparing for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There&lt;/strong&gt; is no other way to understand love than to learn about it the hard way and hope that our heart, and the hearts of those who love us, survive the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;don’t find Valentine’s Day overrated as I see it as an anniversary of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After&lt;/strong&gt; an entire year of learning about love and being a better person because of it, wouldn’t you want to celebrate too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-8879171402364175100?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/8879171402364175100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=8879171402364175100&amp;isPopup=true' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/8879171402364175100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/8879171402364175100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-and-pride-go-together-but-can-be.html' title='Love and Pride Go Together But Can Be Disastrous'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-6292528233448984358</id><published>2009-01-14T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T01:14:57.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gas Law</title><content type='html'>I &lt;strong&gt;SWEAR&lt;/strong&gt; I &lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt; seen such a guy. Or…Shall I tag him as a gay? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh please DUDE…! Blindly “ &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;small gasING &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;” over there can lead to a string of trouble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, your hideousness and frightful thought and action are quite an EYE-OPENER for me as I never came across these kinda people neither guys nor gals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still wondering…okay…I have ard accepted the fact that, there are guys with such a narrow “gassing” level…hahahaha…I think I shall study back the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ideal Gas Law &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Henry’s Law &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? N I found this lerrrr-- &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE RAOULT’S LAW &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;whereby…the heavy of a species increase with decreasing portion of gaseous phase. Erm…I guess so…heheheheheherrrrr~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I am not a girl fond of throwing accusations on people. I told myself to keep steady with the holistic “small gas” of u at first…But ended up wondering wondering…n wondering still…Really cant tahan de lerrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay…my dear dude, having arbitrary mindset and “unreasonable small gassing small actions” are tat off awful u noe? Don’t always keep lamenting over the lack of your knowledge and standards without having an appropriate thinking and perception. And I do think tats the essential part for u to ponder… It is for your own good. &lt;br /&gt;Okay okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-6292528233448984358?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/6292528233448984358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=6292528233448984358&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/6292528233448984358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/6292528233448984358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2009/01/gas-law.html' title='The Gas Law'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-4426943280287960584</id><published>2009-01-05T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T23:07:18.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown Spree~~</title><content type='html'>New Year countdown has become part n parcel of my campus life as it turns to be the perfect time to relax and unwind after a day or two of U resume…(yalar…always happened to be on 28 or 29 Dec)…N well, its time to HANG out n paint the town red!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Countdown of  &lt;strong&gt;2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Fortunately, we got the VIP priority of DIGI Street party. Yayy! Feeling great owing that we no need to squeeze into the huge crowd.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SWLxnCZhN7I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/xkyhgQ02yTM/s1600-h/2162300904037l.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/_AipKkzOzDH8/SWLxnCZhN7I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/xkyhgQ02yTM/s320/2162300904037l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288054565447481266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Countdown of  &lt;strong&gt;2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Something unpleasant happened few days before the brand new year…Im glad that, I still manage to put up my smile for the celebration.owhHh...chubby me =.= &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SWLx9oTlVxI/AAAAAAAAAKA/F1juDqbcL_k/s1600-h/Image(318).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/_AipKkzOzDH8/SWLx9oTlVxI/AAAAAAAAAKA/F1juDqbcL_k/s320/Image(318).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288054953580254994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Countdown of  &lt;strong&gt;2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Nice view indeed.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SWLyS3btffI/AAAAAAAAAKI/KHvnZubIvl4/s1600-h/n534682442_1088618_8256.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/_AipKkzOzDH8/SWLyS3btffI/AAAAAAAAAKI/KHvnZubIvl4/s320/n534682442_1088618_8256.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288055318418128370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Countdown of  &lt;strong&gt;2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Had a craziest one! Thank you everyone..These were some of the girls tat nite..&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SWL0Mb0GK3I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/b_8fD8QlG-o/s1600-h/P1010051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SWL0Mb0GK3I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/b_8fD8QlG-o/s320/P1010051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288057406948256626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,,,this is blur i noe...here comes the clearer one...but with my eyes closed...sure lar..the flash too GENG!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SWL0kT9rHJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/KPmcu74CEpg/s1600-h/P1010050.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/_AipKkzOzDH8/SWL0kT9rHJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/KPmcu74CEpg/s320/P1010050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288057817157803154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-4426943280287960584?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/4426943280287960584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=4426943280287960584&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/4426943280287960584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/4426943280287960584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2009/01/countdown-spree.html' title='Countdown Spree~~'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SWLxnCZhN7I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/xkyhgQ02yTM/s72-c/2162300904037l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-1673144288547219119</id><published>2008-12-30T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T21:12:40.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Año Nuevo 2009</title><content type='html'>Here comes the end of 2008...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,2009 is going to be the TURNING POINT of mine...n many of my friends as well...Hope everything goes well and fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; HAPPY 2009 AHEAD&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-1673144288547219119?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/1673144288547219119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=1673144288547219119&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/1673144288547219119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/1673144288547219119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/12/feliz-ao-nuevo-2009.html' title='Feliz Año Nuevo 2009'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-7071633807338267463</id><published>2008-11-27T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:29:49.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>things that piss me off</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; Liars…opsS…I can’t bear the trauma of being lied please. I rather choose to noe the truth instead of packs of lies. Don’t u? Those liars are truly ruddy idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Those taking everything for granted, never try to listen to people’s advice, never appreciate. Yet perfect in accusation of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Those breaking their promises. Please never make any rash promises to me that u are unlikely to be able to keep. Not even a small one please… No one likes to wait for nothing right? Don’t u ever noe the “bitter” feeling of disappointments? Stop these detestable habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; Undeniably, im a crazy and superb playful gal. People tend to kidding around with me always. But, please beware of any unfavorable feedbacks or reactions from me (if im not in mood or out of favor with u)…u r gonna freak me out with tat n please stop it. Okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. &lt;/strong&gt;Flirts! U r terrible…Do not flirt with me please…Im not fond of these. (Except my beloved =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. &lt;/strong&gt;Sincerely, thanks for missing…I can say, im glad to be missed (yeakks!) True =) Guys, please do not pose me the question—“Do u miss me?”…okay? It turns to be a nuisance as I was trying hard to answer them. Not to force me ok? (Except my beloved n girl friends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. &lt;/strong&gt;Not replying messages is impolite. Agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. &lt;/strong&gt;Selfish people tat thinking first of his or her own interests n needs without sparing some thoughts for others welfare or feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.&lt;/strong&gt; Looking down on those who’ve never been serious in relationship…Make it be parental relationship, couple relationship or friendship…If u r the one, please get away from me before u drive me off. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-7071633807338267463?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/7071633807338267463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=7071633807338267463&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/7071633807338267463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/7071633807338267463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/11/things-that-piss-me-off.html' title='things that piss me off'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-2194468687281680808</id><published>2008-11-14T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T22:32:22.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>moody</title><content type='html'>Im gonna freak out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moodiness and disappointments fill every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;Silly yeng, not everyone has ur best intentions at heart…shake urself out of this frame…grow up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping feeling bottled up made me suffocate...I cant bear with that…&lt;br /&gt;I started to miss my family, my lovely daddy n my lovely mummy that much…Dear joyce…I need ur shoulder =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packing and going back…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-2194468687281680808?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/2194468687281680808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=2194468687281680808&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/2194468687281680808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/2194468687281680808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/11/moody.html' title='moody'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-3980113500060845416</id><published>2008-11-07T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T01:10:42.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>makan makan</title><content type='html'>Steamboat again&lt;br /&gt;This appeared to be my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;second&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; steamboat @ serdang lately. We were so keyed up for the eating after our last paper. yay yay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The makan trip consists of me, peh yiin, apple peng , wen li, tee hui, wee meng, chu siong and kit how aka 豪哥. No doubt, it was a pleasant n memorable dinner…especially when u guys see wee meng aka jkkp god eat till 回本!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makan "aftermath"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SRP-oytxYeI/AAAAAAAAAFk/m6_qJ1RjZ3I/s1600-h/DSC01410.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/_AipKkzOzDH8/SRP-oytxYeI/AAAAAAAAAFk/m6_qJ1RjZ3I/s320/DSC01410.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265832366088217058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SRP_EL4vYyI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1RdVyaFW8mE/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSC01417.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/_AipKkzOzDH8/SRP_EL4vYyI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1RdVyaFW8mE/s320/Copy+of+DSC01417.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265832836701578018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Outcomes of exams~~ eye bag,swollen eye n chubby cheeks &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SRP_kMYwy1I/AAAAAAAAAF0/PrNjnO3QghI/s1600-h/DSC01416.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/_AipKkzOzDH8/SRP_kMYwy1I/AAAAAAAAAF0/PrNjnO3QghI/s320/DSC01416.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265833386591701842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;left ~ apple,yeng,pyiin,wenli~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SRQAT2PdUvI/AAAAAAAAAF8/7JMlaL-USqA/s1600-h/DSC01409.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/_AipKkzOzDH8/SRQAT2PdUvI/AAAAAAAAAF8/7JMlaL-USqA/s320/DSC01409.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265834205280817906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all of us shocked by wee meng...he planned to dump all of these seaweed into the soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SRQBTXK0jUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/rb7zULuajIg/s1600-h/Copy+(2)+of+DSC01408.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/_AipKkzOzDH8/SRQBTXK0jUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/rb7zULuajIg/s320/Copy+(2)+of+DSC01408.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265835296451497282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is forced to finish all n ended up with tears,,,hahaha,,,kidding kidding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This enoyable dinner took us 3 hours more n our stomach is getting burst.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-3980113500060845416?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/3980113500060845416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=3980113500060845416&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/3980113500060845416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/3980113500060845416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/11/makan-makan.html' title='makan makan'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SRP-oytxYeI/AAAAAAAAAFk/m6_qJ1RjZ3I/s72-c/DSC01410.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-3601716220164812783</id><published>2008-11-07T00:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T00:21:07.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ExamS Ended</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exams ended eventually. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, there were just &lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; papers for this semester.&lt;br /&gt;Although the semester comes to the end,&lt;br /&gt;but I still bound with lab tests lab tests N lab tests nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;In all,it makes no differencesS…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-3601716220164812783?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/3601716220164812783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=3601716220164812783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/3601716220164812783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/3601716220164812783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/11/exams-ended.html' title='ExamS Ended'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-4096109341585101790</id><published>2008-11-07T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T00:18:33.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEVER</title><content type='html'>I was asked to attend a function on Sunday by daddy all in a sudden. &lt;br /&gt;My godness i yelled…I got no dresses or blouses…n shoes for that function ler… &lt;em&gt;(eher..coz all kena pindah to Bangi. Some more im not going out for any shopping n outings as well @ hometown tat week too—tats y didn’t bring any blouses back). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt distraught since I failed to turn my daddy down…oPssS…&lt;br /&gt;Afterall…I started to “unload” everything in my cupboard for something to match the shoe I left here…My bed was in a state of chaos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N finally…I wore the dress bought three years ago. I still managed to fit in fortunately. kekeke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SRP5fpZS7FI/AAAAAAAAAFc/uuObB5Vqb20/s1600-h/Copy+of+Image(899).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/_AipKkzOzDH8/SRP5fpZS7FI/AAAAAAAAAFc/uuObB5Vqb20/s320/Copy+of+Image(899).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265826711409454162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank…I would NEVER wear tat again!! Feeling so weird as the dress was too “kawaii” style. What a disgust seeing myself in such a frightful “mui mui zai” look…Oh gosh ///&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-4096109341585101790?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/4096109341585101790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=4096109341585101790&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/4096109341585101790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/4096109341585101790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/11/never.html' title='NEVER'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SRP5fpZS7FI/AAAAAAAAAFc/uuObB5Vqb20/s72-c/Copy+of+Image(899).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-1232461151490040259</id><published>2008-10-28T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T06:33:52.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>study life</title><content type='html'>Time flies! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the end of the 1st semester in final year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Firstly&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be glad since the relentless assignments are put on HALT!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read attentively!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im referring to ASSIGNMENTS, not projects and thesis. &lt;br /&gt;In fact, these two inevitable stuffs brought a myriad of nightmares. &lt;br /&gt;Added with the over-zealous “shooting attempts” from panel without giving any chances for explanations, midnight oil burnt for something so-called “meaningless”…Everyone has to bear the brunt of these harsh remarks.&lt;br /&gt;The presentation was pretty traumatic and frankly, I was distressed for the coming next presentation. Luckily everything was still fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Secondly, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parking matter. Perpetual controversy has been sparked off among the undergrad in the faculty. Yet, no corrective steps taken to eradicate this problem. Dear all, aren’t u glad to be grad in merely half year? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thirdly, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coming second semester with 22 units will be a real HASSLE. &lt;br /&gt;The question is—&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How to enjoy the campus life &lt;strong&gt;thronged with pile of works&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, friends in other U just take 6-10 units in their final year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a big difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never ending rat race and paper chase!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-1232461151490040259?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/1232461151490040259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=1232461151490040259&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/1232461151490040259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/1232461151490040259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/10/study-life.html' title='study life'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-4569286932565908277</id><published>2008-10-11T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T06:04:30.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>L.O.V.E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me—it is something&lt;br /&gt;Full of obscurities, &lt;br /&gt;shrouded in mystery and yet&lt;br /&gt;brings misery!! (sometimes)&lt;br /&gt;Don’t u think so??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few months before,,&lt;br /&gt;they used to tell me how sweet and how lovely they have been together…&lt;br /&gt;She told me how good her bf treats her, quite touching lerrr...&lt;br /&gt;N…few months before…HE--the other friend of mine,&lt;br /&gt;told me how wonderful his life as to have his love one…&lt;br /&gt;They were very much in love at once…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After few months, things changed…in not a tremendous way…&lt;br /&gt;n it was just somehow a simple…&lt;br /&gt;“He has no feel on her”……n in vice versa for the other friend of mine…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contraries really pose me a shock…I was like…&lt;br /&gt;“Oh…gosh…, what’s happening to u guys…”&lt;br /&gt;Things happened unexpectedly...unpredictable...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt, I would say&lt;br /&gt;Loves bring the world goes round…n yet…&lt;br /&gt;It turns someone down into the rut of suffering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-4569286932565908277?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/4569286932565908277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=4569286932565908277&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/4569286932565908277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/4569286932565908277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/10/love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-9219033636810988308</id><published>2008-07-30T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T08:06:18.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TUESDAY 29/7/2008</title><content type='html'>Went to the gathering of my society and &lt;br /&gt;left my assignments hanged “half half”&lt;br /&gt;ADDED with some power points to be settled…&lt;br /&gt;Rejected the invitation to go “small genting”…( sorry for disappointing )&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;BUT I was glad to meet up my “fresh” juniors and others in the gathering…&lt;br /&gt;Heartening to see their maturity and steadiness developed as time pass.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, I can’t finish my assignment earlier due to the “stu_ _ _” printer&lt;br /&gt;Time wasted as to uninstall and reinstall…Useless…&lt;br /&gt;It drives me crazy! Hemmm!!! &lt;br /&gt;Luckily Yeng still got Peng...hehe…&lt;br /&gt;Dear peng…thx for helping =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-9219033636810988308?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/9219033636810988308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=9219033636810988308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/9219033636810988308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/9219033636810988308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/07/tuesday-2972008.html' title='TUESDAY 29/7/2008'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-7333389173573749304</id><published>2008-07-17T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T23:16:40.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~ meaningful stuFF ~</title><content type='html'>你们可能相爱过，你们也可能喜欢着彼此。但是，为了什么原因你们没能在一起？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        *也许他为了朋友之间的义气，不能追你。&lt;br /&gt;        *也许为了顾及家人的意见 ，你们没有在一起。         &lt;br /&gt;       *也许为了出国深造，他没有要你等他。&lt;br /&gt;        *也许你们相遇太早，还不懂得珍惜对方。&lt;br /&gt;        *也许你们相遇太晚，你们身边已经有了另一个人。&lt;br /&gt;        *也许你回头太迟，对方已不再等待。&lt;br /&gt;        *也许你们彼此在捉摸对方的心，而迟迟无法跨出界线。&lt;br /&gt;        .         &lt;br /&gt;        不过即使你们没在一起，你们还是保持了朋友的关系。&lt;br /&gt;         但是你们心底清楚，对这个人，你比朋友还多了一份关心。即使不能跟她名正言顺的牵着手街，     &lt;br /&gt;         你们还是可以做无所不谈的朋友。她有喜欢的人，你口头上会帮她追，心里却不是很清楚你是不是&lt;br /&gt;         真的希望她追到。&lt;br /&gt;        .         &lt;br /&gt;        她遇到困难时，你会尽你所能的帮她，不会计较谁又欠了谁。男女朋友吃醋了，你会安抚他们说你&lt;br /&gt;         和她只是朋友，但你心中会有那么一丝的不确定。每个人这辈子，心中都有过这幺一个特别的朋友，&lt;br /&gt;         很矛盾的行为。一开始你不甘心只做朋友的，但久了，突然发现这样最好。         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         你宁愿这样关心她，总好过你们在一起而有天会分手。&lt;br /&gt;         你宁愿做她的朋友，彼此不会吃醋，才可以真的无所不谈。&lt;br /&gt;         特别是这样，你还是知道，她永远会关心你的。做不成男女朋友，当她那个特别的朋友，有什么不好 &lt;br /&gt;         呢？你心中的这个特别的朋友...? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   &lt;br /&gt;         很多的感情，都因为一厢情愿，最后连朋友都当不成了，常常觉得惋惜，可惜一些本来很好的友情， &lt;br /&gt;         最后却因为对方的一句喜欢你，如果你没有反应，这一段友情似乎也难以维持下去，这也难怪有些人&lt;br /&gt;         会因此不肯踏出这一步。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;         因为这就像是一场赌注，表白了之后不是成了男女朋友，要不就连朋友都当不成了。有些事不是你能 &lt;br /&gt;         预料的，或许对方不在意，你们还可以是朋友，但却已经不如从前的好。也是可惜，也是遗憾！&lt;br /&gt;         还有没有可能是另一种情况，你可能永远都不甘心只是朋友. . . . . （完）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-7333389173573749304?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/7333389173573749304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=7333389173573749304&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/7333389173573749304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/7333389173573749304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/07/meaningful-stuff.html' title='~ meaningful stuFF ~'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-1233767690093326814</id><published>2008-07-17T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T22:03:06.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>加油 =)</title><content type='html'>曾几何时，期盼早日毕业，脱离那繁重且累人的课业；曾几何时，期望自己早日工作赚钱，做自己想做的事；曾几何时，觉得踏入社工作的生活方程式很枯躁，并告诉自己要享受自己大学的最后一年。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到今时今日，18/7 的一课 Reactor Design时，我开始质疑我是否能享受生活了。以往的3年大学生活，给自己的压力不小，一直追求更好，不断地要求自己。纵使知道我能把事情如期完成的，但，我还在犹豫是否应赴朋友们、学会的活动。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自己曾在中学时为了学业，放弃了一些事情。。除了学业，还是学业。。还以为自己比以往小学直中学时期好了很多。。其实并不多。。开学的第二星期，累积的各科的Projects, Thesis, Design Project。。真的感到很压迫，想像到自己在这一年的忙碌，真的有些裹足不前。那一刹那，真的好想逃脱，且放下所有。(晦气话啦，因我知道自己不可能放弃的) 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愿我还能嘻嘻哈哈，愉快的完成大学最后一年。All the best to my friends too。趁的空时，就“玩尽”点。。hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-1233767690093326814?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/1233767690093326814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=1233767690093326814&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/1233767690093326814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/1233767690093326814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='加油 =)'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-8275139068811985951</id><published>2008-07-05T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T06:46:26.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the conclusion of my internship</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt;—Working routine is really boresome…work-back-bath-dinner-online-sleep--rejected quite a numbers of yamcha, sing k, movies, shopping…coz too tired and sometimes cant bear to hang out too late…else…late for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;—Appreciate the final year of my campus life—I get more freedom in study life comparably (I got my own time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt;—My social circle enlarged—I got friends from Bangladesh…Nepal…Vietnam…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;—I start blogging—coz too sien sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt;—I miss my friends very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt;—I learnt new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt;—I was addicted in dreaming—coz I used to dream most of the time when I got nothing to do---dream about the place for honeymoon, think about the ‘YOUg’plan ,thinking  something that is quite impossible…heher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8&lt;/strong&gt;—I looked forward on Friday and Saturday every week—as I can have my own time,hanging out with friends, shopping with friends sleep sufficiently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9&lt;/strong&gt;—I started to feel sien on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt;—I got an extra Indian name—aiks—seems like I will get some nicknames whenever and wherever I am. Started from secondary—matriculation—Uni—internship.Honestly…I am not angry with it. In contrary, I do appreciate it as it turned to be something for them to remember me always =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11&lt;/strong&gt;—I started to look forward on the resume of University—sound weird and ridiculous right??! –Owing to the fact that, I wish to finish my training as soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12&lt;/strong&gt;—I finished reading 2 books—quite meaningful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-8275139068811985951?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/8275139068811985951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=8275139068811985951&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/8275139068811985951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/8275139068811985951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/07/conclusion-of-my-internship.html' title='the conclusion of my internship'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-930348161615277622</id><published>2008-07-05T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T06:31:12.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the last day of training</title><content type='html'>Phew!!! Finished my internship eventually…Quite busy in the last week of training as to carry out many tensile strength tests, to complete the log book and last but not least, to start of the executive summary to be handed in. I have been scratching my head for the translation of that executive summary. Everything was in a puzzled way about…help me!!! Erhem…back to the point…I was very touched by the farewell card and farewell lunch on the last day of my training. It seemed to be happened once in a blue moon to get everyone to dine in together since some colleagues will go back to their home nearby for their lunch everyday. The little things from them really make my day!!! Furthermore, I was so happy coz everyone enjoyed the cake I brought them…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--1oveisintheair-- in a very happy mood&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-930348161615277622?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/930348161615277622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=930348161615277622&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/930348161615277622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/930348161615277622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-day-of-training.html' title='the last day of training'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-4930110800017618913</id><published>2008-07-05T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T06:29:21.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>machine spoilt</title><content type='html'>It was very unfortunate that, the costly tensile strength machine broken all in a sudden when I was running the test. The spoilage of the machine on the second last day of my training was so much to be in coincidental. I was very much worried for the fact that I am the one dealing with the machine most of the time. Luckily my good buddy over there Balan, helped me lots… (checking the display screen…calling the maintenance officer, informing the supervisor in charge...and comforting me, or I’d get panic and kept blaming myself)...The workers and supervisors told me that me machine was too heavy-hearted to let me go...(they were trying to comfort me actually)…I am glad to have them heartedly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-4930110800017618913?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/4930110800017618913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=4930110800017618913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/4930110800017618913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/4930110800017618913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/07/machine-spoilt.html' title='machine spoilt'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-664849687870603535</id><published>2008-06-27T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T06:55:49.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D.I.E.T</title><content type='html'>Is time to pull my socks up or I’d fail in my diet plan…I had extravagant mealsSS (for me larr…especially supper) lately…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday--- dinner---Pizzas (mouth watering dinner)&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday  ---supper --- Loh Mee&lt;br /&gt;Monday ---supper---Mushrooms Yam Rice ( deliciousS recipi from mummy )&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday---supper---Egg TartSSSs (Huhu~ my favorites ler! wont miss de )&lt;br /&gt;Wed---lunch---PizzA ( how can I resist the cheesy temptation ler ??! )&lt;br /&gt;Thurs---supper---Claypot Lou Shu Fan ( Honestly..Being force to eat so..hehe)&lt;br /&gt;Friday---lunch---KFC &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONSEQUENCES--- I turned to be moody and fretful in that week as a results of increasing weight…aiksS…My godness…OVERDOSE in self-pampering&lt;br /&gt;Ms Silent_ _ _ _ must be very happy seeing me like this…DIET DIET DIET!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-664849687870603535?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/664849687870603535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=664849687870603535&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/664849687870603535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/664849687870603535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/06/diet.html' title='D.I.E.T'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-3064065527229335983</id><published>2008-06-27T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T06:52:45.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sharing</title><content type='html'>I hate flirting and I hate flirt frankly. Those enjoying flirting are really nuisance for me. Don’t ever think that you are such that attractive and steady having flirtation and behave frivolously. How ridiculous it is to get something for yourself and yet multiply the evils in other peoples…In fact, the impressions will be detrimentally affected. Do respect yourself by respecting others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being too harsh…This is just the feeling of mine to be shared with =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-3064065527229335983?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/3064065527229335983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=3064065527229335983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/3064065527229335983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/3064065527229335983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/06/sharing.html' title='sharing'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-6844606010610092170</id><published>2008-06-27T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T06:51:41.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hot</title><content type='html'>Almost burnt today as having my R&amp;D inspection of compounding stirrer besides a huge oven in production lines…There are 2 big heat exchangers behind me too…The hot air blew is really UNBEARABLE...&lt;br /&gt;Super duper hot air + heat from the huge oven == Potential to turn someone to “orang kering”…Gosh!!! The patience of labors working in the production lines for 12 hours non stop is that of awesome. Salute much ler!!! &lt;br /&gt;( Fortunately I just stay there for 10 minutes..hehe...else...i will become LILY number 2...hehe )…Heartedly, every task is well completed…Thanks for the helping too =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-6844606010610092170?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/6844606010610092170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=6844606010610092170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/6844606010610092170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/6844606010610092170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/06/hot.html' title='hot'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-563195622556892033</id><published>2008-06-19T06:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T06:27:40.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my lovely bag</title><content type='html'>This morning tends to be blue. I was late for my internship since my bag broken all in a sudden when I was going to get into my car. ARrghhh……the bag that I love the most!!! I was in stunned disappointment. (In fact, my intention to get a bag for my internship was deterred by Ms J _ _ _ E, erhemm…my so called finance saver. Undeniably, I am a girl obsessed with bags.) Having no time to “save and cure” it, I rushed to my room to get for other. It never pays to take things for granted. I shouldn’t get my bag loaded with that much things. SAD SAD. Still thinking the corrective ways to save it…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-563195622556892033?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/563195622556892033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=563195622556892033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/563195622556892033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/563195622556892033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-lovely-bag.html' title='my lovely bag'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-6807418333218494503</id><published>2008-06-19T06:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T06:26:45.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cheers</title><content type='html'>16 June 2008— tonight is a pretty happy night for me as I received a call from someone special. Frankly, I was surprised. Although the call last for merely 1 minute and 2 seconds. Yet, it cheers my moody soul after an argument between me and a friend in msn an hour ago. Thank you =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-6807418333218494503?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/6807418333218494503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=6807418333218494503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/6807418333218494503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/6807418333218494503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/06/cheers.html' title='cheers'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-2757236698010021294</id><published>2008-06-19T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T06:25:54.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>something that rekindle the SPIRIT of mine</title><content type='html'>Browsing through the web pages leisurely during weekends. I was obsessed with something that of impressive. (erhemm…secret secret…). This made me recalled the unkept promises made between me and Ms Silentnite on 2 May 2008. HuhUU…Is time for us to “ YOUG ”. Else, it will be seriously lagged behind after 2 months being kept aside. All the best to me n silentnite ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-2757236698010021294?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/2757236698010021294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=2757236698010021294&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/2757236698010021294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/2757236698010021294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/06/something-that-rekindle-spirit-of-mine.html' title='something that rekindle the SPIRIT of mine'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-2536095922921472507</id><published>2008-06-10T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T07:54:30.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*包</title><content type='html'>从小人人都叫我哭包。哭包--很容易哭，因很爱哭。现在二十几岁了，还是超爱哭。。上个星期，心情总是闷闷的，很低落。很想哭，但不想家人为我担心，一直憋在心里。另一原因是，爸不喜欢我哭。小学至中学的我，每每要哭时，就被他遏止。然而事实总对调。爸越不让我哭，我偏是爱哭的那个；爸越是要我大胆地面对蟑螂，我偏是最 +超级怕蟑螂的那个。上个星期的低落，我在实习时，偷偷地哭；驾车回家，在车里哭。。直到星期五晚上，因某些事情被妈咪误会，顿时觉得很委屈，立刻冲到房间里，放肆地大哭。大哭--如此地放肆，因我面对家人，终于有哭的理由。那一刻，全部的委屈与失落顿时排山倒海地拥上来，眼泪就流个不停。受罪的眼睛从双眼皮变成4眼皮，，肿得吓人。再多的冰敷也是徒然。还好那一个星期六是元首诞辰，没有工作。那天，朋友们的约会我也失约了。真的很对不起蕊，桦，冰，茹。。。&lt;br /&gt;哭--虽不能解决事情，但足以让我有所发泄。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-2536095922921472507?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/2536095922921472507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=2536095922921472507&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/2536095922921472507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/2536095922921472507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='*包'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-7061689996033507306</id><published>2008-06-10T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:01:18.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>similAr ?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I got shocked when one of my housemate asked me to pay attention to the picture he displayed in his msn. Oh my goodness…I shouted…since when I took this photo by using his hand phone…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SE6Q2ktaBVI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZUlGQZ6Hjto/s1600-h/1_645973787l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SE6Q2ktaBVI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZUlGQZ6Hjto/s320/1_645973787l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210261086155703634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SE6T2eFfJTI/AAAAAAAAABM/XztkfG-HocI/s1600-h/21st.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SE6T2eFfJTI/AAAAAAAAABM/XztkfG-HocI/s320/21st.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210264382912537906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually...i realised im being fooled...This housemate is so “social ABLE” that he got to know so many chicksSSS and girls everywhere everytime...Nevertheless,,he was shocked at first when this picture was shown by this girl and even thought that my picture has been hacked...heherr...To be frank...this girl really looked like me ler...but there are some differences when looked in detailed lar =)&lt;br /&gt;Dont u think so?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-7061689996033507306?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/7061689996033507306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=7061689996033507306&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/7061689996033507306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/7061689996033507306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/06/similar.html' title='similAr ?'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SE6Q2ktaBVI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZUlGQZ6Hjto/s72-c/1_645973787l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-1245369848509357304</id><published>2008-06-05T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T06:40:28.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>世界**</title><content type='html'>最近听见同事说，某某科学家预言再多20多年，将会世界末日。新婚的她们还在考虑是否该要生小孩。因她们不想小孩承受痛苦。而我，一直在想。。曾经觉得无聊的四个字“ 世界末日” 真的会发生吗。。以前被问及的“世界末日之前，你会做什么” 顿时在我思维里打转。倘若真的世界末日，我有好多好多事情要做，有好多事情要尝试。。真的好多。。只因我不想一生中有遗憾。再仔细想，其实某些事情，现在就可以完成的，为何要等到最后的那一秒呢？？活在当下，我们是否该深思&lt;br /&gt;“世界末日之前，你会做什么” ，还是&lt;br /&gt;“为世界末日，你会做什么” ， 还是&lt;br /&gt;“还在呼吸的你，会做什么，在世界末日时才没遗憾呢？”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-1245369848509357304?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/1245369848509357304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=1245369848509357304&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/1245369848509357304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/1245369848509357304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/06/20.html' title='世界**'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-4384208597767600242</id><published>2008-05-31T19:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T19:58:41.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>期盼</title><content type='html'>她是个容易对别人抱以期望的人。她的期望并不高，因她是个易满足的人。但，往往对别人抱以期望之初，就是对自己作出伤害之际。憋在心理的失落感，她以为自己已麻木了，并能承受了。但，事实并不然。她一直想周遭许多开心的事情，只为填补那一点的失落感。看见一直为她担心的朋友都无言以对时，她知道自己不能再那么脆弱了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-4384208597767600242?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/4384208597767600242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=4384208597767600242&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/4384208597767600242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/4384208597767600242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_8588.html' title='期盼'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-4396971789263523175</id><published>2008-05-31T19:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:01:18.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>come oN</title><content type='html'>Some of my friends start asking me to “promote” them in my blog …keep urging…keep repeating…hehe…They are so desperate enough that I felt paiseh to turn them down since their eagerness are so enthusiastic. Erhemm……nah…for those who may concern……I did my job lar …kekeke…U guys should reward me in return ...haha…Err…let me show u guys the most enthusiastic one har…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SEIPba-sPpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XoiiN41C-yA/s1600-h/blog+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SEIPba-sPpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XoiiN41C-yA/s400/blog+1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206741082966867602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Registration is available now...No age restraint ler =)&lt;br /&gt;Got interviewsS some more…No worry no worry…I will be the interviewer…hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-4396971789263523175?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/4396971789263523175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=4396971789263523175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/4396971789263523175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/4396971789263523175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/05/some-of-my-friends-start-asking-me-to_31.html' title='come oN'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SEIPba-sPpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XoiiN41C-yA/s72-c/blog+1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-3662608957811248087</id><published>2008-05-30T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T06:34:07.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>嘻嘻</title><content type='html'>实习期间，常与同事一块儿吃午餐。她们有的刚刚结婚，有的就快结婚了，话题一直萦绕在新居上。从拍摄婚纱，筹备婚礼，新居装修到添购家具。。。一直聊得没完没了。。err，，自己也学了不少 =) &lt;br /&gt;真的好期待自己那么一天的到来咧。。。嘻嘻&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-3662608957811248087?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/3662608957811248087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=3662608957811248087&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/3662608957811248087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/3662608957811248087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_4118.html' title='嘻嘻'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-5403319379734686850</id><published>2008-05-30T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T06:32:17.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>她</title><content type='html'>开心，疯癫，好玩。。这些都是外人对她的印象。说真的，她是一个容易开心的女生。曾经有一位senior在她心情非常低落期间，对她说过“你是一个开心的女生，不要把自己弄成这样。。。。。。”。。开心本无罪。但，别人往往甚少在意她的思绪。只因，她永远都是快乐的。她永远都是微笑的。。因此，每当她情绪低落时，默默无言时，刚认识她的人皆误以为她在发脾气等等。难道，一个容易开心的人就得负上这代价吗？而她，并不是别人想象中那么的硬朗的。她也难逃喜怒哀乐的。。。。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-5403319379734686850?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/5403319379734686850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=5403319379734686850&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/5403319379734686850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/5403319379734686850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_30.html' title='她'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-4081434891067500713</id><published>2008-05-29T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T08:13:27.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>谢谢你们</title><content type='html'>每当遇到困难时，都有亲人朋友在身旁扶持我。孩童时，跌倒了，亲人会把我扶起。小学时，参与任何比赛，妈咪一定为我准备好一切一切。中学时，有朋友在旁为我打点。。曾经她们在纪念册里写着，“你是最让我操心的一个”，或许因我太爱玩吧。大学预科，在我心情最低落时，朋友在我的桌面留言，为我打气。你们适时的来电，让我霎时发现手机留在更衣室，忘了拿。大学时，大头虾的我，总得麻烦身边的朋友和学长为我操心。。有时甚至为我收拾“残局”。。。。。。你们的细心弥补了我的粗心。实习时，有同事在旁的照顾我，协助我。。下雨时，工厂工作员会为我找雨伞，好让我从实验室走回office。这一切有时来得太理所当然。。。回想起来，其实一路以来，我是幸福的，是幸运的。因为我有你们。。感恩一切。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        最近看了一套戏，剧中男生与女生是一对。在一起时，男生并不那么在乎那女生，让女生每每独自伤心。之后，男生因一时追求新鲜感与刺激，伤害了女生。分开后，男生才醒觉那女生对他来说是那么的重要。他不敢奢望她的原谅。只因他知道他伤害她太深了，他不想她再为他在流泪。。但其实她还深爱着他。时间久了，她放下了一切。他们俩再做回朋友，并在工作上有联系。男生也一直默默地在旁扶持女生。男生始终也开不了口要得她的原谅。但其实，女生也原谅了男生。因为两人的执着，双方都憋在心里。那一天，女生email了一封“我原谅你”的电邮给他。而很戏剧性的，在还没来得及阅读那电邮之际，男生当天在交通意外中逝世了。许多的后悔也来不了。看到这样的剧情，心中很感慨。。一直在想，“如果他。。。如果她。。。”一切的如果如果，也无补于事。为何人总要等到失去了，才知道自己原来也曾经拥有。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        四川地震，突然间埋了许多来不发生的故事，来不及说的话，来不及的拥抱。。。生命真的很脆弱。。倘若不珍惜当下能活着的一刻，珍惜身旁的一切，或许下一秒，也就来不及了。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-4081434891067500713?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/4081434891067500713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=4081434891067500713&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/4081434891067500713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/4081434891067500713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='谢谢你们'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-5277112165869617523</id><published>2008-05-29T08:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T08:11:42.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>28 May 2008</title><content type='html'>Today, 40 specimens to be tested in tensile strength test assigned to me around 3pm...Im going to be a super girl as to accomplish all of these before 5.15pm…included all those calculations…phew!!! How good if the task is given to me in the morning so that I can carry out slowly in the whole day and won’t fall asleep in the morning time...aiksS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-5277112165869617523?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/5277112165869617523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=5277112165869617523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/5277112165869617523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/5277112165869617523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/05/28-may-2008.html' title='28 May 2008'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-8243458089467790809</id><published>2008-05-29T08:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T08:10:59.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>27 May 2008</title><content type='html'>Today is the most hectic training since im bounded with jobs from the morning until evening .Lengthy protein test is really time consuming (conducted from morning till 3sth lerr) After all, I am given a tensile strength test around 4pm…Fortunately, I manage to finish all of the 20 specimens in merely 1 hour with the helps from my fren, Balan. He is one of the person chatting with me most of the time when I did my lab test. We always “quarrel”… coz he always bluff me…hemm…but he is nice and funny indeed…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-8243458089467790809?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/8243458089467790809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=8243458089467790809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/8243458089467790809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/8243458089467790809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/05/27-may-2008.html' title='27 May 2008'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-5335468007055140668</id><published>2008-05-29T08:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T08:09:52.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>internShip</title><content type='html'>It has been three weeks for my internship. During this period, I am given some lab works to handle. For instances, the Chloroform Number (CTR) , the Swelling Index, some Lab Dip Sample and Tensile Strength Test. To be frank, all these lab works are quite easy for me but I took almost 2-3 hours to accomplish everything for the reason that  , I am trying to get myself bounded with some stuff instead of sitting in the office,  browsing through the documents that I had already read for N times. Such monotonous life really drives me crazy. People working here are so busy that every one of them keep answering to the calls from other departments. There are too busy to spare some times for chatting, but to glue themselves in front of the computers. Oh my godness, what a hectic life! I am so jealous seeing some of u guys, manage to chat via MSN or surfing net as I wish Im given the chances too..haha…There is a computer available for me. But im so “paiseh” to do any other stuff for my entertainment since people around me is getting stuck in their respective work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am always glad to be assigned with any lab works. But the chloroform and the cyclohexane to be deal with are indeed a nuisance for me. The odour in the lab are so suffocative to make me almost fainted although I was wearing my mask. The workers, supervisors and the lab technicians there are so good enough to provide me helping hands and guidance in carrying out the work subjected. Undoubtedly, I am happy to stay in the lab as there is the only place for me to chat with people and crapping since my colleagues in the office are too busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; In the 1st day, I was told that the café in this company is not so suitable for me to dine in since it is always occupied with the labors. I should be glad to have my colleagues Ms Lee, Ms Yong, Ms Chan and Ah huai to bring me for lunch everyday. Thank you very much. Luckily I have you all because I am not that familiar with Senawang at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        People here are nice and take care of me so much. Here couples of appreciation to be forwarded to them, the guard, the clerk, my colleagues, my supervisor, the manager, lab technicians and even the foreign factory workers from Bangladesh, Myanmar……Actually, language barriers existed too. There is always funny stuff occurred. But thanks Puspa to be my interpreter FOC…=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-5335468007055140668?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/5335468007055140668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=5335468007055140668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/5335468007055140668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/5335468007055140668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/05/internship.html' title='internShip'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214806720755145215.post-6481483419829914697</id><published>2008-05-29T08:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T08:06:31.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tHe Starting</title><content type='html'>Blogging…I didn’t expected myself to get into this “ blogaholic” a day. In fact, I wanted to blog N years ago. The life in office is so boresome. Can u imagine how SIEN am I staying in the office if I got no lab test on that respective day? Caffeine is not functioning at all as Im still feeling sleepy sometimes.... Hence, I kept myself occupied with writing. Surprisingly, I manage to write numerous pages of so called “diaries” in just a day as this was not happened once in my life time. My colleagues, my supervisor and manager passed by might think that I am getting into the rut of craziness as they thought I was writing the synopsis of the story book I read. SIEN SIEN SIEN…… There will be tones of mushrooms to be harvested eventually…In all, there is a conclusion made…I found myself more prone in typing rather than hand writing…kekeke…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214806720755145215-6481483419829914697?l=s-yeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/feeds/6481483419829914697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214806720755145215&amp;postID=6481483419829914697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/6481483419829914697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214806720755145215/posts/default/6481483419829914697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-yeng.blogspot.com/2008/05/starting_29.html' title='tHe Starting'/><author><name>|oveiSintheAir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10909457060562293283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AipKkzOzDH8/SXAyVBU19nI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hOLnzkmbOcU/S220/sy+n+py.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
